"That's the equipment given to me by one of Father's close friends." Tong Dun quickened his pace, revealing a look of admiration, "He's very powerful, a Dragon Slayer tier adventurer."

  Danton hopes that this fictional character can intimidate those who want to put their greedy dirty hands into his pockets, if not, he can only escape back to the underground city.

  "Haha, don't worry, I'm a viscount, I won't take possession of your things, no matter how valuable they are." Downton had seen through Daufenk's concerns after all.

  As a close minister of the Duke of Western Border, with his own noble title and a wealthy family background, Dofenke still has some bottom line for being a human.

  "Lister is going to foreclose on my war axe." Downton took the opportunity to inform the mayor's son, and he didn't dare fully believe what Dofenk said.

  The law in Frankfurt is more for protecting the interests of the nobility, and a small person like Tong Dun is as insignificant as an ant.

  "You'd better be careful, Dofenk is a greedy cur, if he finds out about your luxurious weapon, he'll definitely rob you." Dofenk reminded him to pull Tongton onto his own chariot.

  "Hmm!" Tong Don nodded respectfully, but in his heart he had made a note to be even more diligent in his cultivation and strive harder to climb up the ranks of the nobility. Anyone who dared to try and take a bite out of him would have their teeth knocked out, even if they didn't kill them.

  "I'll have the servant post a notice on the bulletin board later, announcing your promotion to overseer to the entire mine. Dofenk picked up his coffee and took a sip, 'You can go now, I'm tired.'"

  Downton stood up, bowed to the two people and walked out of the room.

  "What do you think of him?" As she watched Tang Don close the door, Madam casually asked a sentence, she liked this sensible young man.

  "If he does well, I'll promote him vigorously, even the position of supervisor is his." Dofenke sighed, he really had no one to use.

  "Can he manage it? I think it would be better to have him as a servant for our son." The lady had already arranged Darcy's place, and she thought that a young commoner who got such an opportunity would certainly be grateful to her husband.

  A foreman position at the Pickaxe Mines is a lucrative and respectable job for an average citizen of Dranckfort Border, one that doesn't come with a hefty price tag.

  If they were in Downton's position, they would have knelt down and kissed the toe of Daufenk without hesitation.

  This was indeed a promotion, but Tandon didn't need it and couldn't wait to leave the mine behind. A vast underground city awaited him to dig into and occupy, every minute here was a huge waste.

  "Robinson must be storming the Wizard's Tower non-stop." At the thought of that guy, Danton was filled with a sense of crisis, and he found an abandoned mine pit where no one would find him, and began to meditate.

  Frequent teleportation to Bosna is not only a waste of magic stones, but also easily attracts the attention of those with ulterior motives. Moreover, Danton's arrogance has risen, others can meditate and increase their strength under the dense magical energy of the Western Continent, why can't he?

  The holy angel image meditation method revolves, soul power overflows and disperses, forming a soul angel, fully absorbing magical energy.

  Jackson stood idly by, in charge of guarding.

  "As expected, it's much slower." Looking at the low efficiency, Holma opened the war space and took out a container of magic stones.

  The dense magical energy was extracted like a mist, causing the concentration of magical energy in the mine to rise immediately. However, not a single bit was wasted, and it all transformed into the wings of the Soul Angel, which were then infused into Tang Dong's body through 'Feathered Wings Falling'.

  The soul seed is nurtured and restored to the size of a peanut.

  More than three hours later, the meditation ended, and Tong Dun let out a breath, with scattered light spots flashing.

  Tang Dun jumped up, moving his limbs and feeling the state of his body. He couldn't help but sigh in emotion, "The underground city is indeed a good place, now the efficiency has slowed down by about eight times."

  "Be content with that, even without the underground castle, your meditation efficiency is five or six times faster than an average mage."

  "Is that all?" Tang Don was depressed, eager to return to Polusna. Here, he had to meditate eight times just to equal one trip to the underground city, which meant he had wasted almost two days.

  "This gap will only continue to widen as the Soul Seed grows, and you're still at the third stage of your soul. To be honest, it's not bad that you've made it this far considering the seed is still in its infancy. However, don't get too full of yourself - those geniuses are on a completely different level, especially the ones from the nine major empires' noble families who have been cultivated since they were young and sent to intense secret realms for training. Your advantage isn't as clear-cut as you think, so you still need to keep working hard."

  "I wish we could get out of this mine already!" Tanton irritably scratched his hair and beckoned Jackson to leave.

  This is the grassroots common people, can't even control their own lives.

  As he walked along the main road in the mining area, all the miners who met Tang Don took the initiative to greet him. With those bloody conflicts, his reputation as the new foreman also spread out.

  "If there's an opportunity, let Irene enter the underground castle for meditation as well."

  Downton sucked on a grass stem, planning his next trip.

  In two or three months, my sister will be on summer vacation. In previous years, she always came back home to spend her summer break.

  This year has been so eventful, Downton decided to go to Wangcheng and spend a summer vacation with his sister in the city. Anyway, he didn't lack money, which was enough for expenses.

  "When the time comes, rent a big house and we can also enjoy a month of Wangdu life." Tang Dun looked forward to the good days in the future. The ordinary people from Chenfeng Town who went out to work all described it as a paradise.

  Beautiful dancing girls, fine wine and food, luxurious mansions, and the young ladies of noble families, enticed country boys to drool too much.

  Tang Don hadn't left the 18th mine district when three hundred-man squads formed by the guards came running over, blocking his way.

  Coughing, the miners were choked by the dust kicked up and couldn't stop coughing, hastily dodging and weaving, if they moved a bit slower, they would be whipped on the body with long spears.

  "Where the hell have you been all afternoon, kid?" Supervisor Gramm appeared with a group of black-clad security guards, pushing through the crowd to confront Danton and bellowing at him.

  "Grrr, Master, can I eat them?" Jackson stretched his arm behind his back and grasped the crossbow, ready to blow the supervisor's brains out with a single order from Downton.

  This guy's crossbow is always in a state of high tension, just for the convenience of sneak attacks.

  "Dundon, I advise you to surrender, this time I have brought three hundred troops, the number of magic users exceeds one hundred people, if you resist, you will definitely die." Ram was bluffing, although he could command these people, but if there were too many casualties, they would also refuse to fight.

  The guards of the Dagger Mine are either related to someone or have been bribed, their combat strength is already weak and disorganized, and even some team leaders are not magic users.

  "Is that all you've got?" Downton sneered.

  "Are you looking for trouble?"

  "Everyone get up and strangle him to death."

  The guards used to bully only the miners who didn't dare fight back, making their arrogance and momentum more and more overwhelming, but today they were destined to kick an iron plate.

  "Kneel down and beg for mercy, Tangdon!" Ram shouted louder.

  "Is it any of your business?"

  Danton stretched out his left hand to the side, and Jackson, who was following behind him, immediately stepped forward and respectfully placed the magic book in his hand.

  A five-meter-high bronze gate unfolded behind Tandon, and fully armed Ghoul servants marched out of the war space, lining up neatly behind Tandon.

  Danton snapped his fingers, Jackson nodded in understanding. With a tap of his left foot on the ground, a green swift appeared under each of the ghouls' feet.

  The guards' shouts suddenly stopped, and many of them were seeing these heavy infantrymen for the first time.

  The heavy armor glistened with a metallic texture in the sunlight, also overflowing with cold-blooded murderous intent. The guards subconsciously thought about how many people would have to die before they could break through their defenses, and those halos, goddess above, this was a divine technique that only sacred knights of war rank or higher could release.

  Bang! The ghouls lifted their legs in unison and took a step forward, proclaiming their battle intent to the extreme.

  "Shall we fight?"

  Danton grasped the torn dragon tooth and took it down from Jackson's back, his icy gaze sweeping over the guards before finally settling on the foreman.

  "Dundon, do you really want to be at odds with us until the end?" Ramu threatened. "Our lord is one of the most trusted attendants of Duke Praxido of the Western Border, and if you offend him, there will be no place for you in the entire Western Border."

  Dundon shrugged indifferently, even if he put down his battle-axe, the other party would not let him go, and might even mock his ignorance.

  "Hand over that book, battle-axe and dagger. Let these warriors remove their armor. I can plead with Dosov to spare your life." Ram thought Tanton was afraid and threatened Galiot, "Perhaps the lord will appreciate you and give you a position as an overseer, so you'll never have to worry about food and drink again."

  "What are you? You're just a dog no matter how loudly you bark." Tang Don sneered, "I'll say it again, what right do you have to control me? Relying on these useless guards?"

  "Danton, you're looking for death! I'm the general manager, and the entire mine is under my control. I'm the master here!" Ram's face turned bright red with rage after being humiliated in public.

  The loud roar made the nearby miners stunned, some people were worried about being affected, and they didn't even dare to look at the excitement, and quickly ran away.

  Lam had been in the knife mine for more than five years, and the number of miners who died at his hands was approaching five hundred. His prestige was too great.

  Just as neither side was willing to back down and Ram was about to give the order to kill Downton, a foreman came running up in a fluster, leaned into his ear, whispering while keeping an eye on Downton.

  "What?!" Ram's face was filled with incredulity, pointing at Downton, his hands shaking with rage. "Dofenke actually let this kid who hasn't even been in the mine for a week be promoted to foreman?"

  The surroundings were in an uproar, with a loud commotion erupting everywhere. The miners all stared at the foreman who had brought the news, thinking he must be joking.