Lord of all tribes

Chapter 142 Harder's Resentment
Deep in the Argus Mountains, in a rather luxurious house.

"You mean you found a magic crystal mine?" Horace sat on a high seat, stroking the long and narrow scar on his right face, in a state of contemplation.

"Boss, the value of that magic crystal vein is inestimable. If all the magic crystals are mined, tens of millions of gold coins is not impossible."

Harder guided him from the sidelines, as Horace's confidant, Harder's words still had some weight, at least it could make Horace calm down and think.

When Horace was contemplative, Hader wrapped under the black robe showed deep resentment.

This resentment originated from the people who mined the magic crystal mine.

This magic crystal mine was discovered by Harder a long time ago, and he once sent people to dig it, but he did not tell Horace about this, and the excavated magic crystal ore was secretly transformed into transparent magic crystal ore by him. Crystal for his cultivation.

Under the influence of the magic crystal, Harder's already good magical talent was fully revealed, and he was promoted step by step and became stronger step by step.

Unfortunately, on the way, he frequently haunted the cottage, which made Horace alert and vigilant. He asked him several times about his whereabouts. If he hadn't dealt with it wisely, the magic crystal mine would have been exposed long ago.

Later, in order to prevent the magic crystal mine from making mistakes again, he killed the miners who had dug the magic crystal ore for him, which made the mining of the magic crystal mine stagnant. At first thought, the magic crystal mine was already in the forest of death Well, logically speaking, the probability of being discovered is almost zero.

But it is this almost zero probability of betraying him
When he saw that the magic crystal mine that should belong to him was occupied by others, and when the wealth that should belong to him was plundered, Hader couldn't sit still, and he decided to kill those people.

On the first day of contact, the presence of the tall barbarian guards made him stop planning to attack directly, because he felt a dangerous aura from the strongest barbarian.

Harder is not the kind of person who gives up easily, especially when huge interests stand in the way, knowing that he cannot get what he wants through direct and brutal means, Harder came up with another way.

He wants to kill miners who dare to come to mine.

For Harder, this magic crystal mine is like an immovable treasure, as long as no one dares to touch it, this treasure will always be his.

He bought a confidant, and every night he swayed Soul Eater powder against the wind, his real purpose was to make those miners die!
Harder has enough self-confidence. Although his level limits the soul devouring powder he refined to deal with some mentally weak ordinary people, it is enough. As long as those damn miners can take a little bit every day and gradually accumulate, it will work out
In the first few days, his plan went smoothly, and the miners were also in deep panic, and the mining of the magic crystal mine fell into a semi-standstill.

Seeing that he was about to finish the job, the confidant he bought died.

The reason why he knew he was dead instead of running away was because every time that confidant went to sway Soul Eater, he would follow secretly, and doing so was also a layer of protection.

He saw with his own eyes a ghostly figure directly capturing his confidant, at that speed, thinking about it now, Harder still trembles with fear.

The strength of the confidant who can be seen by Harder is naturally not bad, and the third-level fighter can be regarded as a character in this remote area.

But he was controlled in the blink of an eye. What kind of mastery is this, a fifth-level fighter?Or sixth grade?
Harder wisely did not step forward to fight, but retreated with the help of the power of darkness.

Back at Argus Mountain, Harder always felt unwilling. He was unwilling to lose the huge magic crystal mine for nothing, and he was unwilling to ruin his hard-working plan!
So he found Horace, the biggest thief leader in the Argus Mountains, and reported the news of the magic crystal mine to Horace, and with his help, he achieved his goal.

Although most of the benefits of the Magic Crystal Mine will be shared by Horace, as a provider of information, and as the only one in this group of thieves with Horace's status, Harder feels that he can still get enough money in the end. of the benefits.

Balancing the two, Harder personally informed Horace of the news.

"Is that an unowned mine?" Horace was able to get to where he is today not only because of his strong personal strength, but also because of his wisdom and strategy.

"Now there is a small lord who is secretly mining, that is, the lord of Garadi Land." Hard reminded secretly.

"Galady?" The slightly familiar name made Horace frowned slightly.

"It's the Galady leader who once ambush and killed the little leader Luke." Hade added appropriately.

"It's them!"

Horace's eyes flashed murderous intent. When Luke died, he wanted to avenge him personally, but at that time, the Argus Mountains encountered unprecedented dangers, and he had to let go of this thought. It faded away after that.

Now that he has been in the thieves business, he has been rolling on the tip of a knife all day long, and his death has long been regarded lightly. At the beginning, he only wanted to flaunt this as the leader of the thieves, but since the matter is over, it is over.

Talking about it now, it's just a little more sullen.

"The magic crystal vein is really worth tens of millions of gold coins?" Horace asked with his head lowered.

"Boss, tens of millions of gold coins is just a conservative estimate. If we say who is the richest in this world, even those great nobles with thousands of miles of land can't compare to those high-level magicians." Harder's face was gloomy, and his face was thoughtful.

"Magicians are indeed. People make money and birds die for food. Tens of millions of gold coins are worth my risk." Horace narrowed his eyes, and rubbed the scar on his face with his right hand faster.
Years of hiding on this barren hill had made Horace impatient. He was tired of living under the watchful eye of death every day.

Why is he willing to endure the suffering of such a life?Isn't it the yellow orange gold coin?

If I take down this magic crystal mine and mine it for a year or so, then I don't have to worry about it for the rest of my life
Everyone has selfishness, Horace is obviously dazzled by the golden gold coin, what price will he pay?Horace didn't care that much anymore.

However, under the attack of his elite thieves army, the small territory that even a small leader under him once dared to covet, might there be some huge waves?

Horace stood up slowly, picked up a huge ax hanging on the wall, and turned it up and down, "Perhaps this is the last time."

Harder was wrapped in a black robe, without saying a word, and the slightly extravagant room fell into a strange silence.
(End of this chapter)