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Chapter 1309 Chapter 231. Helpless
"Most of the miners who were deceived and sold into the mines were in their twenties. They had to dig for sixteen hours a day, were whipped by supervisors, ate food like pigs, slept in dark mines, and never saw the sun. In the future, they would never see the sun again."

Mrs. Fellen's crying gradually subsided and turned into sobs as she listened to Annan's story.

"If they get sick, they will be dragged to abandoned mines to die. If they die, they will be thrown into the mines and mountains. If they are alive, they will be pulled back to continue working. Did you know that the average life expectancy of the hard laborers in the Broken Mountains is no more than 25 years old?"

Annan did not make a specific statistics, but among the laborers rescued by Little Smo and his team, none of them was over thirty years old.

As for whether it was because they were too old and were no longer wanted or were kicked out... Annan believed that they would not be so kind.

"The youngest miner was only twelve years old. Do you remember what you were doing when you were twelve? But they were going to burn themselves and die on the coal mountain, turning into bloody kinnars that your husband earned."

"Oh my god..."

Mrs. Fellen covered her mouth with her hands, and her makeup, smudged by tears, turned into two black tear marks on her face.

"I, I never knew that the business community would do this..."

"Now that you know this, do you still think I was wrong to liberate them?"

"You're practically a paladin."

"In fact, I am indeed a squire of the Holy Grail Knight."

"how did you do that."

Mrs. Fellen exclaimed. I don't know whether to say she was naive or heartless. She seemed to have forgotten that she was here to plead for her husband, and she quietly listened to Annan's story of how he became a squire of the Holy Grail Knight.

Not knowing which words touched her sensitive emotions, Mrs. Fearon begged again: "I apologize to them on behalf of Fearon. I can take out all my jewelry to compensate them..."

Mrs. Fearon said this as she went to take off her jewelry.

Annan was not afraid of a haughty lady, but he had no way to deal with a woman who was sincere, begging and crying.

"Well...I can give your husband a chance."

Mrs. Fearon looked up in surprise. Annan continued, "I will investigate how much he knows about the open-pit coal mountain. If he is as unaware as you are, I will consider returning the coal mountain. But if he is the instigator or acquiesces..."

"Phelan has never done anything bad!"

"Better so."

Annan sent Mrs. Fellen to the door and closed the tavern.

The paleness of the snowy day and the chilly wind were kept out together.

Mrs. Fitren returned to the carriage. President Fitren, who was hiding in the carriage, urged the coachman to set off and couldn't wait to ask about the situation. His wife's embarrassment made him suddenly stunned and he felt mixed emotions.

"You guys...are so intense?"

"I'm just crying!"

"Crying? Crying will make your skirt so messy and even your fingers red—"

"I did this myself... Do you still want to know?"

President Fieren had to suppress his inner bitterness and suspicion: "Tell me what happened!"

"Annan said he was not targeting you, but wanted to liberate the miners. He also said that they worked sixteen hours a day..." Mrs. Fearon was very good at deformity. After repeating what Annan said, she looked at her husband nervously: "Is what he said true?"

“Don’t worry about it…”

Mrs. Phelan was uneasy because President Phelan avoided talking about it. “Do you really know…?”

"You actually believed what he said? This is an excuse, a pretext! That guy took away Coal Hill for profit, and he will do the same thing as us!" President Philen lost his composure and shouted.

Mrs. Philen looked at him in disbelief: "Philen, you've changed." "I..."

President Fellen stood there in a daze, rubbed his messy hair, and suddenly jumped off the carriage.

"You take the lady home."

He was going to find Lord Raymond.

Pay a certain price in exchange for the help of the great lord.

President Philen came to the Golden Palace, and after freezing outside the hall for dozens of minutes, he was finally summoned by the overlord.

In addition to the Grand Lord, Elvis Raymond was also there.

"Lord Raymond, please help me!" President Philen went straight to the point and lowered his proud head.

"Phelan, I know why you came to me. I can't let the warriors of my family take risks for you."

He didn't expect that the great lord didn't even give him a chance to bargain, and he immediately became anxious: "Great lord, the Philen Trading Company pays thousands of gold nars in taxes every year, you can't just ignore it."

Lord Raymond said in a deep voice: "This is a private matter of the Philen Company. Do you want me to bear the cost for you?"

President Fearon, who had already paid the price, had red eyes and clenched his teeth: "As long as the Raymond family can take back the open-pit coal mountain from Annan Reeves, I am willing to hand over half of the future profits!"

This was the highest price he could offer, but the great lord still said, "The Raymond family will not interfere."

Elvis Raymond said, "President Fearon, you should go back, or go talk to Annan?"

This bastard, he wants it all!

At this moment, President Philen hated Lord Raymond even more than Annan. He stared at the greedy father and son, then left the Golden Palace without looking back.

When he returned to the manor, he locked himself in the study, ignoring his wife outside the door, and smashed everything.

President Fearon sat in the midst of the mess.

Annan and the great lord are clearly dividing the wealth of the trading company under the guise of fighting!

In that case...don't even think about having an easy life!

……

Neither Annan nor Lord Raymond cared about the reaction of the Philen Trading Company.

When two lions are fighting, will they care about the fox next to them?
Lord Annan and Lord Raymond fought against each other, and tacitly strangled the remaining force on the chessboard - that is, the Philen Trading Company.

It's just that Annan was doing it smoothly, while Raymond thought he was sure to win.

This was the Broken Mountains, after all, and the Raymond family’s rule was deeply entrenched.

As for supplies, Lord Raymond only needs to issue a decree to prohibit anyone from purchasing coal mines in the open-pit coal mountain and selling supplies. From the bottom to the nobles, they are all his people. What can you use to fight?

Lord Raymond had beautiful ideas, but he still knew nothing about Annan and the Free City behind the free people.

If he had known more about Liberty City instead of just focusing on the treasures that made him greedy, he would have known that a key to the rise of Liberty City was Annan's portal.

Annan can open a long-distance portal that even legendaries may not be able to do. You blocked the Broken Mountains, so can't I just sell the coal mine to Liberty City?

However, on the surface, Annan asked them to pretend to save money on clothes and food, and to pretend that their lives were getting worse day by day. In fact, he took advantage of the fact that the mountains were blocked by heavy snow and the flow of information was blocked, and allowed the free people to flourish in various places in the Broken Mountains.

Including the Skalu United Organization.

(End of this chapter)