High Above

   Chapter 334 Patrick's Remains (23)

  The middle-aged nobleman let out an exclamation, he stood up suddenly, his face became quite ugly: "How is this possible?!"

   It's not jealousy.

  To be honest, Viscount Grant thinks he is a little clearer than the average adventurer about the Master of the Labyrinth.

  This group of people is also a monster. Although they have great jurisdiction over the maze, it will be quite painful if they cannot complete the care of the maze.

  From mental stimulation, to withdrawal reactions, even sleepwalking control may appear.

  The larger the maze, the greater the **** to the maze master.

  Sometimes, even the monsters and adventurers who became the masters of the maze are completely brainwashed by the maze itself, and completely become the self-defense device of the maze.

  At that time, rather than the so-called master of the labyrinth, it would be better to say that it was a servant of the labyrinth, just like the worker bees of the hive, exerting all their strength and life to maintain the hive itself.

  But at least there are many worker bees in the hive, and the master of the maze has only one maze!

  From the perspective of the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea, if Ian does not have a second energy level, he may not even be able to preserve his own will.

   Fortunately, they rushed out of the maze all the way under the protection of Bishop Baiwu, otherwise, the result would be disastrous.

  However, the most important thing is the maze master.

   "Why, I thought that the death of the crystalline dragon was a great thing. Now, if someone from the imperial capital comes and asks Ian, the master of the maze, to cooperate with them in studying the maze, what reason should I think of to refuse?"

  At this moment, the Viscount's face was very gloomy.

  The exposure of the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea has become a foregone conclusion. Next, professional appraisers from the Imperial Labyrinth Management Department will arrive at Port Harrison to be responsible for appraising and evaluating the labyrinth, and then send full-time explorers to explore.

  Professional explorers are different from ordinary adventurers. All they need to do is to simply identify the resources and wealth in the maze one by one, and add them to the statistical system as a "strategic resource assessment report".

   Ordinary adventurers are just hired employees who dig out the resources hidden in the maze by the government and the people.

Although adventurers can gain a lot of wealth, they also have to pay taxes and consume. If they really want to make money, the most convenient way for them must be to sell the resources in the maze to official channels—and the official payment The price must have been controlled, including taxes and deposits, it is a little more expensive than the official mining organization.

  However, there is no need to pay pensions, and there is no need to guarantee the safety of adventurers, and you can still make another fortune in the insurance business on weekdays!

   Not to mention the various exploration tool shops originally opened by local lords.

  A labyrinth can indeed drive the industrial development of a region, and the addition of adventurers can bring all the gains to the surface.

  This kind of thing is to prevent the local lords from digging in private, concealing the actual situation of the maze, and secretly accumulating wealth and force.

Of course, the viscount wanted to dig in private, conceal the actual situation of the labyrinth, and secretly accumulate wealth and force—so from the very beginning, he didn't intend to attract the attention of the imperial capital, but planned to use his relationship to bribe the chief of the labyrinth management department, so that they would evaluate the South China Sea labyrinth as a 'medium' Small Labyrinth' and apply for an official 'Agent's Labyrinth Excavation Permit'.

   In this way, he can continue to explore the large ruins group without attracting attention.

  However, because of the changes brought about by the natives and Patrick, the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea has become an undeniable fact.

  The Labyrinth Management Department dare not accept bribes of this level.

That being the case, the Viscount has other methods—the work of a full-time prospector and adventurer also takes time. He has a lot of ways to make the maze extremely complicated and difficult to explore. Everyone couldn't move an inch.

  Ten years, twenty years is not a problem, as long as he wants, he can even accompany this group of full-time staff to do foreign work, and at the same time mobilize his own people to explore the ruins first.

  However, if it becomes known that Ian is the Lord of the Labyrinth, things will be bad.

  The Labyrinth Management Department asked Ian to assist in the exploration, and no one could refuse. He, Ayers, had no intention of rebelling.

   "It must be concealed."

   With a wave of his hand, Ian's report turned into pulp, and the fine water mist completely destroyed the structure of the paper, and Viscount Grant's tired body instantly revived.

  He frowned and looked out the window: "Bishop Baiwu, Master Goser, and Isengard... If you want to hide the truth from the imperial capital, these people have to persuade together."

   "Except for Bishop Baiwu, it shouldn't be difficult for others—but just in case, Ian can't stay in Port Harrison, whether it's being eroded by the maze, or being identified by the people of the imperial capital, I can't accept it."

   "Sure enough, he has to be honored as a knight. Going outside early is good for him, and it is also good for me."

  So determined, the Viscount slowly sat back in his seat.

   Leaning on the back of the chair, staring up at the ceiling, he couldn't help sighing, then gritted his teeth and said, "Hey...Pat, you are so easy to die, leaving me so much trouble."

   "I really wish I could hack you to death with my own sword."

  Thinking of this, the Viscount noticed someone approaching outside the door.

   is the sound of familiar footsteps.

   "Honey, what's up?"

  He turned his head, looked towards the door, and heard the voice of the owner of the room, the red-haired finance officer opened the door.

   Lamar's expression was a bit confused, but he still walked up to the Viscount very politely and reported to the Viscount: "My lord, Mr. Patrick has something to show you."

   "He has a box left in the Platinum Iridium Workshop. Mr. Patrick and the workshop staff said that if the source quality pattern on the surface of the box flickers, the box will be sent to the Viscount Mansion for you to see for yourself."

   "Although Mr. Patrick fought with you a few days ago, I think you should want to take a look, so after testing that there is no danger, I asked the guard to accept the box."

   "Would you like to see it?"

   Lamar asked.

   "Of course... You still understand me. What did that **** leave for me? Are you willing to leave something for me?"

  Taking a deep breath, the Viscount stood up, his tone not only filled with resentment, but also a trace of imperceptible sadness.

  Lamar raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was not young but had lost an old friend.

  Compared to more than ten years ago, when the other party rescued himself and his tribe from the natives, and protected himself behind him... Viscount Grant is indeed old.

  The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, as well as the tired look, all illustrate this point.

  He couldn't help sighing softly in his heart, and then said calmly.

   "I'll bring it back for you, my lord."

  (end of this chapter)