Elf Archer of Life in Another World

To the south of Cherbourg is a closed mining area. The only two entrances and exits are heavily guarded. Except for registered miners, only supply trucks that come and go regularly can enter and exit.

The miners have a lifelong working system. They have one day off every three months and can go to the two nearby suburbs. The rest of the time they eat, drink, eat, drink, live, grow old, sick and die, they stay in the mine.

There are still airships between the mining area and the inner city of Cherbourg, but they are only for nobles to inspect the work, and they have not been seen once for many years. Only the truck loaded with gold and silver ore rushes underground day and night, bringing The harvest from the mining area is sent to the bustling inner city.

The car was full and the car was empty. At first, it could run hundreds of times a day. Later, it gradually decreased to dozens or more than a dozen times a day, but it never stopped.

In recent months, the mine carts have been running twenty times a day, and the miners responsible for escorting them have no longer taken shifts. There are always just a dozen dwarves accompanying the mine carts in the tunnels day and night.

They all thought it was a good job, not dirty or tiring, but they often missed the meal time, and the supervisor always forgot to leave food for them.

However, being hungry is something that miners have long been accustomed to. This trivial matter does not arouse too much suspicion, just like every time they return to the mining area, they are rushed to the next mine car without having time to rest.

It wasn't until yesterday that the tracks laid underground broke down due to wear and tear, and the mine car was stopped for maintenance. Only then did the escorting miners discover an earth-shattering secret.

This mine cart that never stops traveling between the inner city of Cherbourg and the mines day and night is actually empty.

"What? Empty?"

Dulcinea exclaimed, tightening her hands, and the dwarf who was bandaging her wound couldn't help but cry out in pain.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. Are you okay?" Dulcinea quickly retracted her hand and looked at him nervously.

"It's okay," the dwarf smiled weakly, "Thank you, kind knight Dulcinea."

Hearing this sincere compliment, Dulcinea's eyes turned red, her pursed lips moved, and her shoulders suddenly sank. She turned around and saw Nian Nian, who was looking at her with concern.

"Are you okay?"

"It's okay, just... a little bit, I can't tell."

Dulcinea smiled back, lowered her head and continued her work.

Nian Nian patted her shoulder and ignored the blood on the ground. He sat cross-legged against the tunnel wall, glanced at the calm Lasso, and said:

"You found out that the mine cart was empty, and you were killed and silenced?"

"Yes, from No. 17 to No. 39, they were all killed. Originally," Miner No. 37, who survived by chance, paused, "If I hadn't met you, I should have died by now."

"It's your luck and good fortune that you were not seriously injured." Nian Nian glanced at the piles of corpses next to him and raised his eyebrows.

The wounds on all the corpses were from the front and through the heart. However, No. 37 was cut on the back. There were also some scrapes and scratches on his arms. It looked like he had resisted.

And the long stab wound on his back was indeed dangerous. If he hadn't happened to meet the three of them, he would have bled to death.

"They shouldn't have died. The other party was obviously just five ordinary guards." No. 37 clenched his fists. "If we had united and resisted together, at least one or two would have survived."

"This is because in their world, the word resistance does not exist, but you are different." Nian Nian said calmly.

"You were saved by Dulcinea and became a free person. You know the difference between freedom and slavery, so you know how to resist, so you can persevere until the moment you meet us."

Dulcinea's eyes turned red, her head lowered even more, and her whole figure seemed to shrink into a ball.

She just learned from No. 37 that the "free people" she had saved and redeemed were not really free in the end.

Those rescued dwarves had no jobs, no shelter, no skills and abilities, and could not find jobs that could be filled by free people like them. Finally, driven by hunger, they became slaves again, as well as those little sisters. , and finally ended up behind the red tent in Clothes Lane...

"Some ideas are like seeds. Although they may not grow into something crooked and cracked in the end, they are still a hope."

Nian Nian knew that Dulcinea still needed some time to sort out her mood, so she made the explosive guess:

"I'm afraid not only the minecart is empty, but the entire mining area of ​​Cherbourg is also empty?"

Russo looked at her, his eyes almost bulging out of his head. After a few seconds, Dulcinea also turned her head in disbelief, and No. 37 hissed in pain again.

"But in order not to cause panic, the mine cart must continue to run, but in the end..." Nian Nian sighed, "I'm afraid all the miners will be sealed inside."

"Supply truck," No. 37 raised his head, "We seem to have heard from my coworkers before that the intervals between supply trucks are getting longer and longer, and the amount of food each time is getting smaller and smaller. Many people are starving."

"When did that happen?" Nian Nian asked.

"This..." No. 37 tried to recall, "It seems like three or four months ago, we were working every day and rarely counted time."

"Work? What kind of work do you do?" asked every year.

"Clean up all the old mines and dismantle the old machines for maintenance. The supervisors said they need to reuse and install new machines..." No. 37 paused and smiled bitterly, "There are no new machines, right?"

"We make you work non-stop and don't let you have enough to eat. It looks like everyone is very busy, but in fact nothing is done." Nian Nian concluded.

"It's also very convenient for centralized cleaning." Russo interjected, "I have no energy left. I can't resist even if I want to."

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Dulcinea glared at him fiercely, waved her fists, and Russo stuck out her tongue, begging for mercy.

"Lasuo," Nian Nian cast her gaze on his face and asked inquiringly, "Are you planning to be a snitch, or are you planning to occupy the land and become king?"

Judging from Russo's reaction just now, he should have known about the Cherbourg mining area for a long time. Based on this, it can be deduced that the small group to which Russo belongs should also know about it.

I just don’t know how far they can understand this matter. Do they just think that Cherbourg is in danger, or can they think of it as a crisis for the entire dwarves?

No matter what, these people all covet Cherbourg.

If you become a snitch, you will steal the resources stored in the city of Cherbourg, leaving the hollowed-out Cherbourg to fend for itself;

If they plan to occupy the land and become king, they plan to clean up the inner city of Cherbourg. Relying on the existing remaining resources, they should be able to support these people for a long time.

"W-what did you say? Why can't I understand?" Russo pretended to be stupid and even picked his ears pretentiously.

"You can understand if you pull your ears off." Nian Nian smiled softly.

With a sad face, Russo turned around and faced the wall and thought - he really regretted being so soft-hearted and came back to save these two people. They were obviously beautiful girls, but why were they not gentle at all.

It's a pity that if he hadn't been hiding underground, he would have been able to see the scenes of people covering up and attacking the guards every year, and he might have hesitated before rescuing people.

"Where should we go next?" Nian Nian leaned back, and the back of his head lightly hit the tunnel wall, knocking down a layer of dust.

"I want to go to the inner city." Russo glanced at her secretly, "As promised before, we will go separately."

"Well, you can go." Nian Nian waved his hand nonchalantly, "Just a word of advice, don't make too much trouble, and at least leave a way for the people of Cherbourg to survive."

"You, I don't know your name yet?" Russo asked tentatively.

"Want to know my origin?" Nian Nian raised his eyebrows and took out a badge and threw it to him, "It's best if you know me, but it doesn't matter if you don't."

Russo took it with both hands and checked the clown badge over and over to make sure it was a symbol he had never seen before.

"Here, I'll give it back to you." Russo threw the badge back, disapprovingly, "A little-known little mercenary group, right? Or was it established by you elven players?"

"Have you never seen this created by human players?" Nian Nian said gloomily.

"We often go to the human territory to run missions. We all know the slightly famous mercenary group there." Russo was very kind and did not clarify his words.

Nian Nian played with the mercenary badge and nodded:

"Speaking of which, your mercenary group is quite powerful and probably quite famous. No wonder you dare to plot against the entire Cherbourg."

Russo's face darkened and he looked at the wall again.

"There's a beautiful woman on the wall? Aren't you leaving?" Nian Nian said goodbye politely.

"Ahem, I'm leaving, I'm leaving now."

Russo patted the dirt on his body, walked around the pile of corpses, and walked towards another iron door.

When they opened the iron door, they happened to bump into No. 37 struggling to death. Behind No. 37 were dead bodies everywhere and another closed iron door.

The three of them checked and found that through the gap in the iron door, there was a tunnel with railroad tracks.

Rasuo raised his right arm, stuffed a bright red magic crystal into the power slot, lowered his head and fiddled with it again, and blue flames spurted out from the front of his five fingers, cutting a regular square gap in the iron door.

He looked back at Nian Nian, scratched his head, and cut the gap a little wider and a little higher.

Nian Nian smiled secretly and said loudly: "Thank you for saving us. I will repay this favor."

"You're welcome," Russo got out of the gap that was too wide for him, stood outside the iron gate, and said hesitantly, "You'd better leave Cherbourg as soon as possible, no, it's not safe."

Looking at the cable disappearing outside the iron door, it starts to hit the wall again every year:

"Then where would be a better place for us to go?"

"Cy," Dulcinea helped the weak miner No. 37, "I want to go to the mining area."

Nian Nian stared at her for a while, and the determination in Dulcinea's eyes told her that even if she refused, Dulcinea would not change her mind.

"Are you going to let the miners out?"

"Well, we can't let them die in the mining area like this." Dulcinea nodded heavily.

"Then, let these hungry miners rush into the suburbs to grab food?" Nian Nian's voice was a little cold, and Dulcinea shrank her neck uncomfortably.

"No, no, they can go to the inner city. There must be many in the inner city-"

Dulcinea was silent for a long time and said decisively:

"No, I will knock down all the walls of Cherbourg, the inner city, the suburbs, the mining areas, all the walls, fences and barriers, I will tear them down!"

Nian Nian lowered his head and chuckled a few times, stood up holding on to the wall, and stretched:

"Good ambition."

"I know this is difficult..." Dulcinea's eyes lit up, "I'm going to catch Lasso and let him blow up the city wall!"

"Well... this is probably the kind of soulless explosion for him."

Nian Nian touched his chin and said with a smile:

"Beautiful Miss Knight, there is a bomb with a soul in front of you. I guarantee it will blow up wherever you want."