"Is Leggins trying to renege on his debt? Several days have passed and he still hasn't paid me the final payment. I'm already thinking of leaving!"
Joey stepped out of the smelter and looked towards the gate of the tobacco field, but did not see anyone coming.
"Alright, if you don't come today, I'm not waiting anymore. I'll keep this on my record!"
He headed towards the Draenei settlement, intending to speak with them and take the initiative, since it was business between the two sides.
"Karl, Mr. Joey is here!"
As soon as Joey entered the Delaney territory, he was recognized, and someone hurriedly ran to inform Carl, without Joey even having to go to Carl's house.
"Oh, dear Mr. Joey, what brings you here? Look at this freezing weather, I hope you don't catch a cold!"
Carl was very enthusiastic and came all the way from his own home.
"It's nothing, it's nothing, I just wanted to let you know that we're leaving tomorrow night!"
"Really?"
"real!"
"Very good!"
The other Draenei were overjoyed to hear the news.
"However, everyone will have to be patient for the next two days!"
Seeing everyone cheering and jumping for joy, Joey gave a reminder.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Karl agreed, and the other Draenei also quieted down to avoid any further complications; they understood this principle.
"Karl, come here for a second!"
After dismissing the others, Joey left Carl alone with her.
"Joey, is there anything else?"
"Is it really okay if you don't take off this iron ring around your necks before you leave?"
Joey didn't want to lead these Draenei out only to end up as headless corpses before they could even escape.
"These are confinement rings, originally a technological product of our people. We used these things to exchange with the city lord of Sandstone City for the right to temporarily reside here, but we never expected them to use them against us!"
"But the control is in Leigh's hands. If they find out you've left, you know the consequences!"
"Don't worry about that, we already have a plan! Once the controller is pressed, the emitted signal will target the person closest to the controller and perform laser cutting. We will have women and children go first, and the elderly will stay at the back of the line!"
Upon hearing this, Joey frowned.
"Karl, you didn't tell me these things before. Are you planning to sacrifice some people in exchange for the freedom of others?"
"This was a decision made by our own people. Rather than being locked up here and waiting to die, our people wanted to fight for a future for our children."
"Are there any other ways? For example, stealing the controller?"
Joey was moved by this spirit, but didn't think it was a good approach.
"It's no use. Leigh Kings values this controller more than his own life; he won't let anyone else get their hands on it!"
"That……"
"Once we get back on the spaceship and activate the shield, we can completely block the signal, giving us ample time to open the confinement ring."
Have you really thought this through?
Joey did not approve of this suicidal behavior and checked with Carl to confirm it.
"We've been thinking about this for years, just waiting for Mr. Joey, our savior, to arrive!"
Carl smiled.
There is no savior; the only one who can truly save you is yourselves.
Joey didn't say this to Karl. For these Draenei who worshipped the Naaru, some things were better left unsaid; saying too much was not a good thing.
Joey smiled and said goodbye to Carl, promising to see him again the next night.
The gate to the herb field was opened at that moment, and an orc walked in.
This was the second time the gatekeeper had seen the orc come. He didn't stop him because Lykins had already told him the first time that if the orc came again, he should just let him in.
"Although our Sandstone City is a neutral city, hasn't Lord Leggins been doing business with the Alliance all along?"
With this question in mind, the gatekeeper watched the orc's figure walk towards Lykins' house.
"Bang bang bang—"
The door of Leaks was pounded on and began to tremble.
He didn't ask who was knocking; the force of the knocking told him who it was, especially at this time.
He inserted a small device into his ear and then opened the door.
This small device is a translator, also derived from Draenei technology, which is why Leggs is able to communicate with orcs.
"Come in!"
Leggins said something to the orc standing at the door, then went inside.
Without exchanging pleasantries, the orc followed them into the house.
"The weapons are all ready; we can begin!"
The orc spoke as soon as he entered the room.
"Okay, is there anything else I can do for you?"
"What I mean is, what can I do after Lord Saril dies?"
Leigh's eyes could no longer conceal his excitement; through his glasses, his gaze, yearning for power, appeared extremely greedy.
"Open the city gates for us tonight, and leave the rest to us. Once it's done, you'll be the new lord of Sandstone City!"
After the orc finished speaking, he swung a newly forged giant axe in his hand, and the sound of wind being cut could be clearly heard.
"Okay, I understand!"
"I've delivered the message, I'm leaving. Oh, and make sure you keep the gates to your tobacco fields locked; the Draenei chieftain here needs them!"
"Does the chieftain need Draenei?"
Leaks looked curious as he took the controller out of his pocket and ran his fingertips over it.
"Then this will be the second transaction!"
Laggins is just a businessman; when the profit is big enough, betraying the city lord is just a matter of adding more money.
"I was going to bring you a gem this time, but it was stolen by a kobold in the camp. Once this is resolved, the chieftain will compensate you with another one!"
The orc, who was about to leave, turned back and said a few more words.
"gem?"
"Yes, it's about the size of a fist!"
"Stolen by a kobold?"
"Hmm, I really didn't know there were kobolds around near Sandstone City. You should be careful too!"
Having said that, the orc decided not to say anything more and left.
When Leigh Kings heard about the kobolds, his first thought was of the digger who came with Joey, but he seemed to have never left the tobacco field, which made Leigh Kings unsure.
"I'll ask him after this big thing is done. By then, even if Joey really is a great mage, I won't be afraid of him anymore!"
Leigh retreated into the room to the sofa near the fireplace.
He poured himself a full glass of wine, lay comfortably on the sofa, and took a small sip, thoroughly enjoying himself.
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