Chapter 222: The traces of the ghoul

In order to avoid debt, Rurik hid in a tavern, but this did not prevent Ron and his team from finding the miner at the entrance of the mine.

Then Ron understood why Rurik only needed to hire him.

"Lord?" The huge hill giant was leaning against the mine and dozing off. When he heard the footsteps of someone approaching, he thought it was the dwarf who owed him money and didn't pay. The giant who was about to get angry saw Sera beside Ron, and his complaints disappeared in an instant.

"I... didn't slack off, I just rested!" The hill giant said while gesturing. Although according to the usual culture, the employer's employer is not his employer, as a race with a special "class order" system, the giant still gave Ron a considerable degree of respect.

But he didn't dare to ask Ron for the fees owed by the dwarf.

"What did Rurik promise you?" Ron didn't say too much. It was meaningless to talk about etiquette with the hill giant. Instead of wasting time on this, it would be more cost-effective to pay more meat.

"Well, ten sheep and five horses, but he only gave me ten sheep." The hill giant counted on his fingers. I don't know if it was to take care of his limited arithmetic ability, but Rurik's reward was the largest number in "quinary" and "decimal".

"He also promised to give you horses?" Ivy sighed, "Rurik is really bold. The dreamland is not a ranch, and even the price of pack horses is not cheap."

"Fortunately, he didn't say how many cows to pay," Sylvia said, "otherwise we might as well go and tie up Miss Bunny and Miss Lavinia."

"Halfling?" At this time, the hill giant's ears became smart, and his salivary glands quickly became developed.

Although goblins are also part of the hill giant's dessert like halflings, he dared not to attack goblins after seeing the strength of Driver.

"No, no, no, there are no halflings," Ron interrupted him quickly, "but can we change the payment method? We don't need horses to pay, after all, we need horses now."

"Then five sheep! Mutton is delicious and tastes good!" The hill giant is not very sensitive to numbers, and quickly gave a condition as an alternative. In fact, as a giant who has been living in the mountains and forests for many years, he may have only eaten domestic sheep recently.

As for what horses taste like? Will they be more delicious than sheep? I don't know, I don't care.

"That's no problem. Give me two days to raise the money," Ron was relieved. "Now that the salary issue has been resolved, I wonder if you can take us to see where you mine?"

"Rurick told me about this, but I want to see the actual situation with my own eyes."

"Mining?" The hill giant pulled back his saliva and reacted slightly, "You mean digging stones, okay!"

Some parts of the mine were obviously roughly expanded by the giant, and the dwarves slightly reinforced the weak parts of the structure. Such rough means made the mine, which had been abandoned for many years, look like it could collapse at any time.

However, Ron felt that he should believe in the combination of dwarves and giants: the dwarves with a lot of experience would not let the mine be so fragile, and once it really collapsed, the giants should not be buried underneath.

"It's here." When they arrived at the third floor, the giant took them into a newly opened tunnel, where a huge pickaxe was placed, and on the stone wall there were many exposed special ores, just like the one that Rurick showed Ron that day.

"We agreed not to forge this and that," Sera lifted the pickaxe that was far beyond her body size and sneered, "I can't see what's artistic about it, it's worse than the axe I used before!"

Her axe was now pinned to the belt around the hill giant's waist, so it was very easy to compare.

"Maybe Fauvism?" Ivy shrugged helplessly when she saw everyone looking over, "Don't look at me, I don't know what it is. I heard about it from Constance, it's said to be a very trendy type of art."

"But until she left Rose City, this art was only widely accepted by orcs, and other nobles who claimed to like it were just following the trend."

"I don't think a blacksmith can comprehend such advanced skills," Ron snorted, "It seems that we should find some work for our 'master' in the future."

After all, there are only zero and countless times to break the bottom line, and "never again" does not exist.

"Lord," just as everyone in Ron's team was talking bad about the dwarves behind their backs, the giant suddenly hesitated and spoke in a muffled voice, "Actually, I've had some trouble digging stones recently. Can you help me?"

The hill giant actually asked for help? This is really new.

"The (giant language) here was killed by you before, but I don't know why a lot of them have appeared recently," the giant scratched his head, "and they are not very interested in my food now, but started to steal the stones I dug out."

"I found one once and killed one - right over there."

The giant pointed with his hand, and the remains of a ghoul were randomly piled in a nearby corner. Most of its head was bitten off. It is not ruled out that this was the result of the giant trying to taste the saltiness.

"Wow, you eat ghouls too?" Dreyfus screamed in surprise, "I feel like vomiting just by smelling it!"

Goblins may not be so particular about what they eat, but they are not that particular, especially since Dreyfus has been hanging out with Ron and the others for a long time, and this kind of meat has been completely removed from the "edible" list by him.

"It's not delicious." The hill giant laughed.

"Ghouls can indeed resurrect their kind, but I remember that all the ghouls here should have been wiped out by us, right?" Victoria frowned slightly, "Even the demon ghost was killed, how could there be any more? Does this happen?"

"Maybe it slipped through the net?" Sylvia thought for a while, "This possibility cannot be completely ruled out. After all, there are no paladins among us, and we are not that sensitive to evil creatures."

"Sylvia, do you seriously think that we need a paladin?" Victoria looked at the vampire mage speechlessly, "Then his divine perception is definitely not malfunctioning!"

"Please, I only have half of my bloodline. Can a paladin really be so sensitive?"