Chapter 239: Sword Test - Cunning Ogre, Fish on the Hook

At this moment, in the cave of Tasker Camp, Weilin and Kyle sat on each side, playing chess around the chessboard to kill time.

Looking at the various chess pieces on the chessboard, Weilin was a little depressed.

These days, he invented a different world version of chess based on the Kingdom of Ilia and the Kingdom of Basso.

So far, he has only won three games against Kyle, which is a bit embarrassing.

"My Lord, Checkmate." Kyle pushed the chess piece representing the knight over, leaving Weilin's king chess piece in a dead end with no way to escape.

"My Lord, a treasure chest has been dug out of the mine. Lord Orlando requests instructions." The knight quickly entered the cave, bowed and saluted, and reported to Weilin.

"I remember that the treasure chest was buried tonight. Did you... really dig out the treasure chest?" Weilin reacted immediately and asked the knight.

"Yes, sir, just now, a dog-headed man dug out a treasure chest. It was rusty and had been there for some years. Lord Orlando asked you whether to postpone the plan."

"Let him decide for himself." Weilin looked at the knight and told him.

After the knight left, Weilin and Kyle redeployed the chessboard and started a new game.

On the other side, after receiving Weilin's instructions, Orlando decided to postpone the plan and start implementing it three days later.

Invisibly, the dog-headed man who dug out the treasure chest allowed the two hundred mining slaves to live a few more days.

In the following time, Orlando arranged people to supervise day and night, urging these dog-headed men and goblin slaves to work day and night to dig out all the treasure chests.

Two days later, thirty-three iron boxes were dug out from the ground and delivered to Weilin openly.

This move attracted the attention of spies from various tribes outside.

For a time, the monster clans around the Tasker camp showed unusual movements, but still did not take the lead, waiting for the right opportunity.

Inside the cave, looking at the thirty-three iron boxes in front of him, judging from the rust on them, they are at least sixty years old.

"Open the boxes and see what's inside."

Orlando heard what Weilin said and waved his hand to signal the knight beside him to start.

After receiving the order from the leader, the low-level silver knight drew out the knight's sword, cut off the iron lock under the gaze of everyone, and pried open the first iron box.

When the iron box was opened, the luster was bright and textured, glittering, and emitting dazzling light, which met everyone's expectations. It was full of gold coins.

A rough estimate shows that there are about four thousand gold coins in this box.

Then, the remaining iron boxes were opened one after another.

Twelve iron boxes contain gold coins, twelve iron boxes contain silver coins, six iron boxes contain jewelry of various colors, and the other three iron boxes contain various books.

Weilin picked up a book and flipped through a few pages. The content on it was written in dwarven language, and he didn't recognize a single word, so he could only take it back and have someone translate it.

From this point of view, it is not difficult to guess that these thirty-three iron boxes were buried here by the dwarves.

"My lord, there are about 43,000 gold coins, more than 55,000 silver coins, about 11,000 jewels, and 137 books." Kyle checked it as quickly as possible and gave a rough estimate.

If it was in the past, this would definitely be considered a considerable fortune, but now it is just a small dish.

"Remember, the ordinary knights of the Fire Lion Knights and the Ice Bear Knights will be rewarded with ten gold coins each, the captain will be fifteen gold coins, the captain will be twenty gold coins, and the knights will be thirty gold coins."

"The twelve followers I brought with me will each be twelve gold coins."

"As for Orlando and Hebrew, you two, one hundred gold coins each." At this point, Weilin turned his head and looked at Kyle, "You too, take out one hundred gold coins from here."

"Thank you, my lord (sir)." Everyone beat their chests and saluted.

Except for Orlando, Hebrew and Kyle, every knight present had a very excited face.

It was a big profit to get several months' salary for free.

One night later, more than 200 mining slaves tasted the most filling meal in their lives.

In the mine, everyone was eating with oil dripping from their mouths, and their stomachs were bulging.

"Tomorrow, those humans should let us go." A goblin lay on his back, looking at the top of his head, and said to his fellow tribesmen beside him.

"I am really full. I am willing to die now. There is no regret in the life of a goblin." Touching his round belly, even if his fingers condensed into blood, it did not prevent him from feeling satisfied.

Not long after, the mining slaves in the cave died in their sleep.

Outside the mine, Orlando looked at the sky, waved his hand and asked his subordinates to go in and carry the bodies, and throw them aside to burn.

The flames that shot up into the sky attracted the attention of the monster clan spies lurking around.

The fire burned for more than three hours, and the air was filled with the smell of meat. A hundred subordinates stood behind Orlando and Hebrew, their faces unchanged.

"Let's go."

With Orlando's order, everyone began to evacuate and return to the Tasker camp.

Seeing the guards evacuate, more than a dozen spies from different tribes rushed into the mine to look for clues.

"Gold coins." A dog-headed man found the gold coins in the soil, looked around cautiously, and put them into his mouth as quickly as possible without attracting the attention of the other party, holding them under his tongue.

Not long after, more than a dozen dog-headed men and goblins, each with their own ulterior motives, looked vigilantly at the spies from different tribes around them, slowly separated, and ran towards their own tribes.

Fifty kilometers north of Tasker's camp, Tasker, the ogre, grabbed the glittering gold coins and looked at the dog-headed servant crawling on the ground: "This is really found in the mine."

"Yes, master." The dog-headed man replied respectfully.

"You are lying. This is clearly just buried. How can it be a treasure found in the mine?" Tasker, the ogre, scolded loudly, scaring the dog-headed man to urinate directly.

"Chief, this is unlikely." A stupid ogre stood up, his eyes full of greed, and asked boldly.

"I am the chief, who dares to disobey me."

In the bear cave, thirty ogres dared not look at Tasker, and they all lowered their heads.

"Drag him out, and have an extra meal tonight."

An ogre heard the chief's order, twisted the dog-headed man's neck, lifted his thigh, and walked out of the bear cave.

In an instant, the whole cave became quiet and the atmosphere was peaceful.

"Get out."

Hearing the chief's voice, the ogres left the bear cave one after another, not daring to stay here any longer.

Task guessed with his clever mind that this was definitely a human conspiracy, and he would not be fooled.

This gold coin was not just buried, but had been buried underground for many years, but he did not want to get involved in this battle.

He saw the greed of the tribesmen.

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