Chapitre 387: Silent March

On a road a hundred kilometers to the north of Winterwind, a group of players were riding crazily.

They belonged to Last Exile, a guild of old nerds, and they had been riding day and night.

Narudo, leader of the guild, turned around and shouted, "My falcon saw Winterwind in the sky. Everybody, hurry up! We'll try to dig out as much gold from the mine as possible before the other players do! Remember, don't fight anyone, and don't enter the city. We're here to make a fortune, not to kill. When you get gold, just store it in your Backpack. Dig as much as possible, understood?"

"Understood!"

"Got it!"

"Chairman, you've repeated it too many times for anyone to forget!"

Hearing the different accents behind him, Narudo was rather helpless. The members of his guild were friendly but not very hardworking. Most of them were not interested in this mine robbery. He had tried his best to persuade them to come here.