Chapter 59 Miners at the Iron Mine (1)
Master of the Iron Mine.
On the first day they agreed to work with Jacob’s permission, the miners were displeased when they heard the news.
“Dmitri’s boy is working at the iron mine from today?”
“Roman Dmitry? why?”
“Why, I don’t know. One thing is for sure, if I were to say it was work, I’d just pretend and leave.”
No one responded positively.
It was natural.
If he wasn’t a worker who provided real labor, Roman’s existence itself would be inconvenient.
He is not an ordinary person, he is Dmitri’s firstborn.
How can they work comfortably when they are the heirs of the family they serve?
The miners expressed dissatisfaction with the obvious situation.
especially.
Morkan, a veteran miner, reacted harshly.
“Your lord Dmitry has also lost all his senses. It’s good to educate my son’s successor, but if you’re thinking of doing that, you should have done it right away. Until now, we only took care of blacksmiths and neglected us miners. Dmitry’s three heirs went to the forge from an early age and learned to work with iron, but they never learned to work in an iron mine. That kind of attitude proves that Lord Dmitry discriminates against us.”
“Isn’t the elixir too harsh?”
“What a leap! Dmitri’s skeleton is in the iron mine, and it’s true that the blacksmith takes all the glory!”
Meantime.
Morkan had emotions built up inside.
Dmitri, which is called the city of mining, is obviously dominated by miners, and only blacksmiths who process it are highly valued.
Of course, this does not mean that Baron Romero was completely negligent. Although the miners created a good working environment, they showed a bit of a discriminatory attitude regarding the successor.
iron mines and smithies.
Both are Dmitri’s roots, but I really didn’t like the decision to send the heirs only to the forge.
“Roman Dmitri might have been forced to do things he didn’t want to do, but I have no intention of doing anything unconditionally just because I’m Dmitri’s son-in-law. you guys also keep in mind The value of what we do is determined by our attitude. So don’t just bow your head and show Roman Dmitri how hard and hard work is in the iron mines. That way, our story will rise to the top.”
“okay.”
“Morkan is right. Let’s show Dmitri’s brute a lesson.”
Hendrick was right.
Iron mines single-minded people.
They didn’t welcome Roman’s existence that much.
* * *
Early in the morning.
Roman dressed up and headed for the iron mine.
There was no welcome ceremony for Roman.
Everyone was busy yawning due to lack of sleep, and with tired faces, they put on hard hats and matched the heat.
It was a daily scene at the iron mine.
Soon, the people who warmed up with simple gymnastics followed the orders of Jacob, the master of the iron mine.
“Always keep in mind. Work in iron mines puts safety first, safety second, and safety third. We suppressed our tiredness to make money and came to this iron mine today. I hope you all follow the rules as I will pay as much attention to safety as possible so that you can return home safely.”
“yes!”
“All right!”
After morning check-up.
Miners moved busily.
I thought Roman was digging iron ore with the others, but Jacob called Roman separately and said.
“Bocchan, please follow the carrier and carry soil and iron ore. I’m not trying to give you special favors. Mining ore cannot be entrusted to a beginner like Master Roman, so you can help with simple tasks that require strength. If we try to care about other people’s eyes for no reason and get hurt by overdoing it, we’ll be in trouble too. So please work safely and carefully.”
Roman was not happy with Jacob either.
I agreed to work because he asked me so much, but I couldn’t hide my anxiety while talking.
Roman obediently followed the order.
here.
As Jacob said, he is only a beginner.
Roman followed the others and went down the shaft for a long time before reaching his destination.
“Now, move quickly.”
“You will have to work diligently to meet your quota.”
Kiki kik kik.
The seniors began to move soil and iron ore into the cart.
Roman silently helped them with their work.
I approached first and moved the soil and iron ore together, and when the cart was full, I dragged it outside.
From then on, it was a simple repetition of tasks.
At first, even those who felt burdened by the fact that they were working together with Roman quickly focused on their main job as Roman worked hard.
‘Certainly, the system is systematically well equipped.’
mining city.
It was not a lie.
People quickly carried the dirt and iron ore that poured incessantly, and the people who stored it and those who moved it worked separately.
And outside, I cleaned up what was brought inside and moved it to another place.
The division of work was clear, and as a result of looking at the tunnels between work, safety seemed not bad.
Steel poles and wooden poles were erected here and there to make a frame so that it would not collapse, and there was a rail on the floor to pull the cart.
decades of time.
It was a place where the history of Dmitry was piled up.
Even while working, Roman carefully organized the things he had seen and heard in his head.
‘For future plans, I need to understand the land I live on. How Dmitri’s people live, how much power he has, and what I can do in this land. These courses of experiencing Dmitri’s daily life will definitely help me.’
experiencing everyday life.
It was Roman’s way.
Others may not understand why they behave the way they do, but Roman believes that this process is necessary.
The first day couldn’t figure out much.
As I worked hard, the sun had set before I knew it, and the day at the iron mine passed.
* * *
Third day.
Roman heard an explanation about iron ore from a miner.
“The reason why Dmitrisan iron is in the limelight is not simply because it is well processed in a forge. Since the quality of the iron ore itself is of the highest quality, the people of the Kingdom of Cairo recognize the value of iron produced by Demetrius. And Dmitry doesn’t trade iron ore. All iron ore from the iron mine is processed and sold by Dmitry himself. Usually, significant losses occur in the distribution process of obtaining iron ore, but Dmitri directly mines and processes the iron ore with the manpower of the manor, so he can’t help but make a lot of money. Do you think the young master’s family is called the rich man for no reason?”
The miner’s voice was full of pride.
the words he said
It was something I knew from the beginning.
However, after listening to the miner’s explanation, it dawned on him that the scale might be bigger than he thought.
‘To think that the process of obtaining materials and distributing them was all solved by Yeongji’s manpower. In addition, the highest quality iron ore and the premium that Dmitri’s blacksmiths processed were attached, so Dmitri’s iron received a higher price than other products. It’s been decades of living like that. Dmitri’s amassed wealth may be greater than I expected. But Dmitri’s wealth is not mine. As the eldest son of the family, there is a limit to the amount of money I can receive, so I have to find out what I can do for this land.’
It was like a previous life.
Baek Joong-hyeok.
Using his status and background as the successor of the Demonic Cult, he increased his strength and eventually ascended to the position of the Heavenly Demon.
It was no different now.
Rather than simply waiting for Kongo to fall quietly as a successor, he intended to find things he could receive directly.
To do so, he found an iron mine.
Dmitri’s daily life would suggest a solution to Roman, and Roman intended to create his own ‘power’ with the result obtained.
Something separate from the family name.
Even though it comes from a family, it is a stupid decision to struggle on your own even with a great background.
I had a lot of questions.
How many iron ore reserves are there?
What is the daily production volume?
Roman tried to ask the miner more questions, but Morkan, who was passing nearby, looked uncomfortable.
“young master. This is not a place for small talk. If you are going to work or not working, go out without disturbing others. We must work diligently to meet our daily quota.”
“Kuhm.”
To Morkan’s point.
The miner who was talking to Roman went away with a shy face.
Morkan looked at Roman with his eyes wide open as if he thought he would be angry.
however.
“sorry. Let me focus on my work.”
Roman took a step back.
Was it because the reaction was different from what I expected?
Watching Roman concentrate on work again, Morkan couldn’t take his eyes off Roman for a while.
* * *
It’s been a week since I started working.
Sweating profusely every day.
Roman worked side by side with Dmitri’s miners and saw and heard many things along the way.
Even so.
It was still lacking.
In fact, it was a problem that could be solved by talking with other miners, but no one was willing to approach it.
‘Am I a territorial resident on this floor?’
from day one.
Roman knew that he was ostracized.
The miners deliberately tried to stay away from Roman, and even if they spoke a few words, as Morkan pointed out, the people around them would interrupt them.
I didn’t bother to find out if it was territorial or if there was some other special reason.
Even though it was their hometown, if it was enough to dare to reject Dmitri’s successor from Dmitri’s land, he thought that it was not a problem to be solved through dialogue in the first place.
just.
endured
Because I came in to work first.
Roman, being the heir, chose to work cooperatively with his head down rather than with a stiff neck.
Beep.
“It is lunch time. Everyone come out!”
Rest was like a knife.
As Baron Romero was from a commoner, he understood the difficulties of the workers and perfectly guaranteed rest and work time.
At the sound of a break, people stopped what they were doing and immediately went outside.
It was the same with Roman.
Instead of eating the luxurious food they ate at home, they sat down on the dirt floor as if nothing was wrong and filled their stomachs with stuffy bread and soup.
At first, everyone looked at it as if it were strange.
Even though it was a rather barren food for a noble boy to eat, Roman ate it all without a frown.
‘This is enough.’
in a past life.
Roman experienced even worse situations.
In the training of the demonic cult, it is called the ordeal of hungry ghosts, so they train to endure a month without food, and in the process, they ate everything they could eat, including insects and snakes.
Bread and soup? There was nothing quite like it to fill the stomach.
Roman stuffed the food into his mouth, and before he knew it, the soup spilled out.
It was then.
I was almost done eating, but someone sat down in front of Roman.
“Can I ask you one question?”
he’s right
It was Morkan.
Roman nodded.
Morkan, who had been staring at Roman with dissatisfaction all week, asked a personal question for the first time.
“Now I understand your sincerity. But why the hell are you working here?”
last few days.
Morkan had no choice but to admit that Roman was a different person than he thought.
