Princess-style Carrying

Thwack~ Thwack~ Thwack~

The sound of pickaxes echoed through the air as the slaves continued mining Magic Stones.

"How long have we been mining here?"

"You're new, aren't you? Understandably, you don't know the time. Once you get used to it, you'll know it's almost time to return to the camp."

Conversations between senior and new slave continued.

Unlike the newcomers who liked to complain, the senior slaves were more serious when it came to mining.

Their seriousness stemmed not only from avoiding the wrath of the guarding soldiers.

Most of them had heard a rumor.

There was a rumor flying around that if they worked hard enough to build muscular bodies, they would be able to leave this place sooner.

Of course, they didn't know they would be put up for auction.

However, they weren't foolish enough to think they would be released just like that.

Nevertheless, they still thought it would be better to leave the life of mining in the Mine Dungeon as soon as possible.