Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1164 1146. Solve the problem

"The Scoia Party was instigated, there is no doubt about that."

As Tishaya said this, she straightened the tableware in front of her, making them neat and symmetrical.

"But being instigated is not a reason. It's done. I saw how the Scoia Party treated their enemies on the way back to Gos Velen. It was no different during the Falja Rebellion."

"They hung people on trees as archery targets, castrated, cut off limbs, disfigured, and roasted them."

Falja Rebellion, a terrifying character in the northern countries, she once launched a cruel and widespread rebellion, the scale of which even covered the entire northern kingdom.

Later, she was burned at the stake and was called [Bloody] Falja.

That was more than a hundred years ago.

The Silver Heron Tavern under the booth platform is neat and luxurious, with warm and bright lights. People in the seats are toasting and talking about big businesses worth hundreds or thousands of Oren coins.

But in these peaceful background sounds, Tishaya's calm voice was describing the bloody scene.

"There is no doubt that the unfair treatment they received as non-human races made them particularly indulgent in venting now."

"At the same time, the captured squirrel party was also punished by humans in the same way, and their bodies were hung at the intersection of the road."

Berengar was not as particular as Tishaya. There were several crayfish claws with their meat sucked dry on the table in front of him.

"Using torture and attacks to fight, I have never seen people who do this have a good result."

The old demon hunter can be said to have a long life and a wide range of knowledge, but now this kind of execution and torture comparable to the Falgar Rebellion has begun to bloom everywhere, which still makes him feel knowledgeable.

"Yes, there is no good result."

Lan En said.

As soon as he spoke, the other three people at the table fell silent.

Although he was just eating during the social process just now, no one thought that his presence had decreased.

In fact, he was the center from beginning to end.

The combination of etiquette and temperament alone is enough to be called dazzling and perfect.

"The Scoia'tael is immersed in the counterattack against humans, feeling proud and getting deeper and deeper into vicious violence."

The young demon hunter continued.

"But this can only make humans hate the non-human races more and be more determined when they attack."

"The Scoia'tael thought they could scare humans, but in fact they only scared the small group of people who faced them. More humans just felt angry."

"But the anger of the non-human races has been accumulating for more than one or two days." Margarita rested her elbows on the table, her chin on the back of her hand, and tilted her head to Lan En's direction.

"In the past two years, two cities in Kaedwen have massacred non-human races. The people in those cities are like crazy. Vengerberg in Aedirn is also the same. Thanks to Yennefer who sheltered some dwarves and elves at that time."

Margarita sighed helplessly: "You can't expect a group of non-human races who may be massacred by humans tomorrow because of a dispute over a piece of bread to remain rational. If I were them, I would have been scared crazy."

"Racial conflict." Berengar shook his head, "This kind of trouble can't be solved even if the prophet Lebioda appears. It's impossible to sort it out."

He shook his head, but looked at the young demon hunter who was wiping his hands with his head down with a persuasive look.

The same goes for Tishaya and Margarita.

They all know what kind of person Lan En is and what his usual reaction is after encountering certain things.

He always wants to take care of things he doesn't like, otherwise he will be unhappy.

The first time he took care of things, he went to the capital of Temeria and broke into the manor of a powerful duke and killed him.

The second time he was in charge, he broke the enemy's entire legion command chain in an unprecedented battle.

Vesemir always said that people who meddle in other people's business would not live long.

Therefore, when educating the apprentices of the Wolf School, the witcher master always told them not to think of themselves as knights who punish evil and promote good.

They are just witchers who work and get paid.

But because of Lan's skills and wisdom, he has not shown any signs of "not living long" so far.

But the racial conflict between humans and non-human races is not something that can be solved by force alone.

"This is not something that can be solved by force alone, I know it very well."

Lan seemed to know what they were thinking and said it out loud.

"But I actually have some ideas about how to solve this problem, but I have neither time nor manpower."

As he said this, the young witcher sighed in the surprised eyes of the others at the table.

Time and manpower, the problems encountered by people who want to do something in the world are mostly related to these two.

Lan En took the napkin on the table and wiped his hands slowly and carefully.

He looked at the table, looking thoughtful.

"The conflict between non-human races and humans is a kind of social atmosphere. No matter whether the origin of this social atmosphere is the original racial war or it was stirred up by someone after the war, the reality is: this atmosphere has been deeply rooted."

"To change the social atmosphere, it is not something that can be done by force alone. Not to mention that there is only one me, even if there are a hundred of me, what can I do?"

"Use force to force non-human races to live in harmony with humans? If this order really comes out, what is the difference between it and farting?"

"If you want to mess up what you do, you don't necessarily have to do it against me. Isn't it normal to oppose you under your banner?"

"If you say we want to live in harmony, then we will obey. But as long as anyone complains a little bit, we must punish him in a big way."

"You said that we need to strengthen supervision to avoid amplification and unjust, false and wrongful convictions. That's easy to handle. When something goes wrong, don't both non-human races and humans just criticize you? If they are caught, isn't it a fact?"

"As far as the results are concerned, it's just a different form of racial persecution. I used to kill you directly, but now I have to put some effort into framing you."

Berengar and the two sorceresses either picked up their wine glasses or shook their heads in silence.

What makes the social atmosphere difficult to reverse lies in its pervasiveness and the people’s resistance.

Thinking that you can suppress everything with force is just an illusion that simplifies the complex reality.

How can there be a situation in this complicated world where all problems can be solved by just one method?

Force is very useful, but it is only 'easy to use', not 'can be used anytime and anywhere'.

People will naturally resist things that are expressly prohibited, and if someone takes the lead

You said you want to go in one direction, we can't resist, but okay! If you want to leave, leave! It's your fault that you've reached a dead end, and it's your fault.

It was originally an issue of racial persecution, but later it became an issue of harsh punishments being abused and labeling expanded.

It’s hard to say which problem between the two is more destructive.

Lan En wants to solve the problem of racial oppression, but he is not a Japanese with a cramped mind.

In order to solve the problem of racial oppression, should we make ourselves the biggest oppressor and force non-human races to join forces with humans, and this be regarded as 'solved'?

Then one day Lan En didn't want to do it anymore. Didn't the seemingly harmonious scene fall apart in an instant?

What kind of ‘solution’ is this?

“To solve the problem, we have to start at the root.”

At this time, Tisaya, Margarita and Berengar looked at him unconsciously.

Because the problems he's talking about now are so serious and so deep-seated that just saying 'solve' them feels unbelievable.

Is there really a solution to this?

But when they looked at the young demon hunter, there was something deeply convincing about him that made people believe in him unconsciously.

This temperament not only comes from his strength, but also wisdom, knowledge, and experience.

"If I'm going to solve this problem, I'm going to need a legion of people who are aware enough to be dismissive of, or at least fed up with, the narrative of racial hatred."

"With these people as supervisors and builders, only in a place where the 'racial harmony' law is issued can the law not easily get out of control and backfire."

"But this kind of person." Tisaya pursed her lips and looked at Lan En blankly.

Margarita continued her words: "There are too few such people and they are too scattered."

The two issues of gathering manpower and using manpower are almost the key to the development of civilization, and they have also been problems since ancient times.

Whoever can gather and use manpower more efficiently will control the future.

"Yes, too few. If there are few people, the continuity of the policy cannot be guaranteed, and in the end it will be distorted by others." Lan En did not avoid the question, but nodded and admitted. "But even if I want to find and train him, I don't have time."

At the end of the sentence, Lan En frowned.

The knights of the Order of Ember revere him as a god. can be trusted.

This trust went through a cruel battlefield before it was recognized.

But there are too few of them.

As for Lan En's "no time", the three people present knew what it meant.

Ever since Lan En met the Lady of the Lake through the introduction of the half-murloc in the Dark Water, he had already made an agreement with that god.

Guard and explore the fissures where the celestial spheres meet.

Although at present, this work does not involve too large and dangerous, aggressive worlds and races.

But how numerous are the worlds? If they really encounter one, Lan En and the lady in the lake will stop them.

Perhaps the biggest trouble faced by this magical medieval era is not the issue of race or class, but the issue of invaders from outside the world and the survival of all life.

In terms of severity, Lan En's shoulders now bear a burden that no one in this world can match since ancient times.

Every time he returns from the other side of the rift between the heavenly spheres, it is an unparalleled victory.

The three of them fell silent because they all knew the weight of this agreement.

Margarita and Tissaya looked at Lan En's side face with his head lowered.

The silver hair reflected the warm glimmer in the candlelight of the tavern.

And such a huge responsibility to ‘protect the world’ rests on this person’s shoulders. But he is still prepared to care about the 'little things' in the world.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was heavy for a while, but in the end it was Lan En who took the lead in raising the wine glass filled with juice and laughed out loud.

"You don't have to look at me like that, as if I've made a big sacrifice. Traveling between worlds is very exciting."

"And when I come back this time, I have nothing to do so far, okay"

Lan En didn't have time to say the second half of his sentence, "Take a good rest."

Then there was a 'bang'.

Under everyone's gaze, the door of the Yinlu Tavern was suddenly pushed open, and a man dressed as a messenger ran in.