Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1183 1165. Debate Discussion

Lan En and Sakia frowned unconsciously as they were surrounded by curses against the non-human races like flies.

If it was just for this attack, then Lan En would not have any idea.

After all, the Squirrel Party did what they did, and it is also a fact that they destroyed important livelihood facilities and killed innocent humans.

But the attack by the Squirrel Party was linked to the so-called "innate inferiority" of the non-human races and "the blood of gratitude and integrity is not there in the race".

This kind of illogical and random remarks made Lan En feel disgusted.

When they got off the boat and walked to the ferry, they found that there were indeed many people here who had devoted themselves to the work of cleaning up the sunken ships in the river.

Lan En waved his hand behind him, so Lincoln led the rest of the Embers Knights to help with the work.

The sunken ship did not look big, but because the position after the sinking was very unnatural, it posed a great threat to the ships passing by.

The mast is still sticking out of the river.

We really have to clean it up before we can cross.

Then, in the busy ferry, Lan, Flannel Ball, and Sakia walked inside.

This is the second facility that Lan has entered that was attacked by the Scoia Party.

It can be seen that the security environment in Temeria is deteriorating rapidly.

Although bandits were rampant before, it was not uncommon for a few people to die on the road. But now even the official facilities guarded by sergeants have been breached, which is a big blow to public security and prestige.

The sergeant who came on the boat to ask for people walked in front of Lan. The bandage on his body was bleeding. Because of the injury, he did not have to do the work of cleaning the river.

"Those are the people who died in this attack."

The sergeant stretched out his hand and pointed to a thatched shed that was temporarily built outside the wooden sentry box.

There were eight or nine bodies covered with white cloth, canvas, etc.

"Three are the Scoia'tael, and the rest are ours."

The wooden planks on the ground were all muddy, and the land was very wet.

The planks made a 'crackling' sound when stepped on, and mud and water squeezed out from the gaps from time to time.

When walking on them, the flannel ball always habitually raised his legs, and then kicked his legs back to shake off the water.

This was originally a mudflat near the river, and the fighting not long ago made it even more muddy and chaotic.

The horses and men were neighing, and people were shouting and busy everywhere. The sergeant led Lan En and the others to the outside of the wooden sentry box and pointed inside.

"You go in, the person in charge is inside, just talk to him if you have anything to say."

The demon hunter nodded, and the group went inside.

In the dim and smoky sentry box, there was a lively conversation.

A bald knight, wearing sleeveless mail and a blue coat with the emblem of the Principality of Elland, seemed to be the leader of this group of soldiers.

He was yelling at the two merchants in the room.

The original toll collector at the ferry, with several bandages on his head but still bleeding, was sitting quietly but gloomily.

I don't know if he was watching the fun, or if the injury on his head damaged his nerves, and he was in an uncontrollable daze.

"I said, no! Are your ears broken!"

The knight's fist fell on the table, and the table seemed to be about to fall apart. Several toll receipts popped out of the drawer.

"I told you, there are also squirrel gangs in the Pontar Valley ahead! And they are more rampant! They have massacred several villages in the mountains, and no one survived!"

"But we have been detained here for several days!" A merchant who kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief and wearing a disc-like cloth hat complained.

"Especially today! If you hadn't come quickly and we hadn't dodged well, the Squirrel Party's knives would have been stained with my blood!"

Another merchant with a wallet hanging around his neck also said: "And the goods are depreciating every day they are hoarded, and the investment is increasing. Our business can't sustain it!"

"That's none of my business." The knight said arrogantly, throwing his leather gloves on the table. "Anyway, Duke Seaward is mobilizing troops in the Pontar Valley ahead to completely eradicate the Squirrel Party entrenched there."

"In order to prevent you from causing trouble, no one wants to go there before the matter is done. Hey, Sergeant, who did you bring over again?"

The sergeant outside the door, who didn't want to go in, just poked his head in and responded.

"No, sir. These are the soldiers on the ship chartered by the Duke. They came here to hear what's going on now."

At this point, the knight showed a hearty smile on his face, looking at Lan En and Sakia who were almost blocking the door.

"Looks like a good fighter, but it's a pity that you have to go to the river valley, otherwise I really want you to fight the Scoia'tael together here."

He has a completely different attitude towards warriors and merchants. I think he prefers to communicate with brave people.

But when he talked about the Scoia'tael, his face turned bad again.

"I heard you say before that the Scoia'tael was causing chaos in the river valley? Is this true? Why did they do this?"

Sachia stepped forward and asked the knight in a strange way.

The closer you get to the river valley, the more you can't hide this matter. This is normal.

But even Sister Nenneke didn't know the specific situation, but a knight here said with certainty that 'the chaos in the river valley came from the Scoia'tael'.

And the knight still had that unquestionable expression.

"Of course it's them, or who else? Unseen monsters? Don't be ridiculous, ma'am. This world is not a fairy tale book."

"As for why? Everyone knows that the Scoia'tael want every human being to die. They are already notorious. Destroying the river valley can damage all the four northern countries. Isn't that enough?"

Seemingly surprised that Saskia's words contained so little understanding of the Scoia'tael, the knight continued.

"Since the war with Nilfgaard began, the first batch of Scoia'tael have already appeared. These despicable inhuman races are simply adding insult to injury!"

"We fought life and death with the black dogs of Nilfgaard on the front line, and they fought guerrillas with our supply troops behind. They must have thought that the Nilfgaardians could defeat us, so they preached that human rule was over. , the world will be restored to the old order."

The knight waved his hand angrily.

"'Drive humanity back into the sea', this is their battle cry and also their excuse for robbery, murder and arson!"

When the knight spoke, Lan En's reaction was quick, and the flannel ball was also very smart.

The knight in front of him showed his distrust and disgust towards inhuman races.

So relying on his size and cloak, Lan En simply blocked the flannel ball.

The kitten himself was very smart and did not go in. Instead, he stayed outside the door of the sentry box to avoid causing trouble.

It really couldn't understand why the humans in this world couldn't be like the New World where it was located.

Wouldn’t it be good for humans and other intelligent races to work together and coexist peacefully?

Obviously if everyone works together, we can do a lot of things that we couldn't do before!

Detel, the plundering tribe in their valley, has become much better than before after getting in touch with the New World Survey Team and cooperating with each other.

Fluffy Ball scratched his ears with his little paws in confusion.

In the guard box, there were also people who objected to the knight's statement.

"This is your fault, your problem."

The businessman wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, but the sweat seemed to increase more and more.

"It's you, and other nobles and knights! You oppressed the inhuman race, didn't let them live their own lives, and made trouble for no reason. Now retribution has come. And we have been transporting goods in this area, and we have never had anything to do with them. connection."

"That's right." The businessman with the money bag hanging around his neck also agreed, "The Scoia'tael are no more vicious than the thieves and water bandits that usually run rampant on the trade roads, but who will the elves deal with first? Those thieves and water bandits!"

"But I don't care if the person who hid in the bushes and shot me with an arrow was an elf or a bandit!" The toll collector who had been sitting in the corner in a daze suddenly said viciously.

His dirty fingers pointed at the gauze on his forehead that was still bleeding.

"The same goes for the iron-clad wooden stick that almost opened me up. Does it make any difference in whose hand it was hit on my head?"

"Sir, you said that the Scoia'tael are similar to the Scoia'tael? That's a big mistake! The Scoia'tael only want money, but the Scoia'tael only want to see human beings bleed!"

"Not all of us have money, but all of us have blood in our veins!"

He first said to the businessman with the money bag hanging around his neck, and then turned to look at the businessman with the handkerchief.

"Also, you said this is a problem between nobles and knights, which is even more stupid!"

"There is another toll collector lying in the charnel house outside us. Elsewhere in Temeria, there are tar workers who were chopped into pieces in the beech woods, and farmers who escaped after their villages were burned down. They did it What's wrong with the non-human race?"

"I have never done anything sorry to them in my life, but not long ago a dwarf jumped up and tried to smash my head!"

The topics that were originally on the surface are gradually moving into deeper levels through the conversations between several people who have experienced it and knowledgeable and thoughtful people present.

Lan En himself didn't say a word and just listened. Because the topics these people talked about have already been thought about in his mind, and they have even gone deeper.

But Sakia in front of Lan En. Obviously, except for the book she discussed with Lan En last time, she has not thought deeply about reality a few times.

He was frowning at the moment, but it could be seen that he was trying to keep his mind up with the progress of the discussion.

With a "bang" sound, the shaky table in the center of the room was hammered hard again.

After knocking on the table, the bald knight in a blue coat loudly praised the toll collector.

"You're so right! They want to see human beings bleed, no matter whether the blood is noble or low!"

"We indulged them too much before, trusting and treating them as human beings. As a result, our tolerance led to betrayal! I dare to guarantee with my life that it must be the Nilfgaardians who are funding them and delivering weapons and equipment to these barbaric elves and dwarves. !”

"But another story."

The bald knight's tone deepened.

"Actually, the real help the Scoia'tael has received comes from those around us - the elves, half-elves, dwarves, and halflings who are still living a normal life!"

"They harbor the Scoia'tael, send them supplies and intelligence, and even replenish their manpower!"