Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 465 Individual Problems
The silence didn't last long. The Khajiit in Horn Town stood up and looked at Ishak and Avatar in Stallman Town unkindly:

"Since the problems of your two towns have been resolved, allow me to say a few more words."

Sensing the expression of the tiger man Sailu, Thorne thought for a while, and guessed the general contradiction between the two sides.

The people in Stallman are all tieflings, and the original dream of the night lord who founded this town was to bring all the homeless tieflings in the world together.

This point, for the second and third lords, naturally inherited the original intention of the night lord.

But here is the problem.

The Night Lord is a sorcerer whose strength has reached the quasi-legendary level. Even if she takes in the evil tieflings, she has a way to deal with them, and she can deal with these dishonest guys into obedience.

But Avatar is different.

His own strength has just reached the third level, and now the emerald field is ushering in a period of peace.With the spread of the news of Corina Peninsula's self-reliance, many player tieflings and original residents from various parts of the mainland gathered towards Stallman Town.

The consequences of this can be imagined.

Many tiefling wanderers, thieves, and evil spellcasters mixed into the small town, and then wandered around the dark corners of other small towns, secretly doing some shady things.

In any race there will be good and evil people.

For more than three years, even the many half-elves in the upper part of Waterfall Town were hacked to death by Thorne himself, many evil half-elves who took advantage of troubled waters.

What's more, these tiefling races are mostly evil camp.

The blood of the lower planes not only changed their appearance, but also quietly affected the character of those who were not determined.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for people of this race to be excluded.

It is still a dream with a long way to go if the tiefling race has a complete foothold.

"I don't think you guys are clear about this matter." Sailu, the tall and burly tiger man, looked into the golden eyes that Avatar just met, and said coldly:
"Just the night before yesterday, a Tiefling rogue whose strength reached the third level sneaked into the Temple of Wisdom in our Horn Town, trying to steal valuables. Our Horn Town paid the lives of five goblin priests to take it down, Now being held in a dungeon."

"Why didn't this hateful thief just kill him on the spot and lock him up?" Yas, the cursed swordsman next to Carlos, answered. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

He seemed to feel unsatisfied, and wanted to continue talking, but Carlos forcibly interrupted him.

"He is also a player just like us. I am afraid of causing unnecessary disputes, so I temporarily imprisoned him." Sailu the tiger said lightly, sat down on the chair, and said nothing.

"This is indeed a headache." Facing the rampant tiefling thieves, Sarayan frowned slightly. He picked up the goblet on the table, took a swig and said:

"I think everyone should be very clear that every town has encountered the problem of tiefling thieves. In particular, the town of Pushang in the past six months has the audacity to set up a bandit organization. So this problem must be properly resolved. Otherwise, we'll just have to deny any tieflings from entering other towns."

"Most people are usually skeptical of tieflings, thinking that their hellish blood is not only imprinted on their appearance, but also reflected in their character and morality." Carlos gestured to Yas who interrupted and was about to speak. , slowly said in a very euphemistic tone:
"However, the truth is that tiefling blood doesn't affect their personalities to a great extent, but years of mistrust have changed tieflings a lot, and they treat them differently. The mistrust of races, the choice to put evil stereotypes into practice."

"Carlos is right." Thorne, who heard the other party's words sound like a human, echoed, saying:
"To establish a territory that belongs to your own tiefling race, and prevent it from wandering in the most dilapidated dark corners of the continent, your starting point is right. But on the issue of changing the world's view of tiefling...you are more and more The worse you do it, the worse people's impression of you will be. So when taking in tieflings, you need to pay more attention."

After Thorne finished speaking, he noticed the two people in Bugle Town from the corner of his eye, and seemed to remember something, so he proposed to Avatar:
"I think you can refer to the method of Horn Town. It is also an evil race, but few of us have heard of ogres and trolls making trouble in the town."

He was actually a little dissatisfied with the evil tiefling.

Half a year ago, under the leadership of an evil player, a group of tieflings directly formed a gang of thieves, wandering in the wilderness, specializing in robbing passing caravans.

With the assistance of the Wizard Tower, he and the Cursed Swordsman Yas spent nearly half a month to clean it up.

If this continues, the tiefling race will really become a scourge, and this will not live up to the expectations of the departing night lords.

For this problem, Thorne also believes that it must be effectively resolved.

As soon as the words were finished, the others echoed and booed, whispering and whispering.

Obviously, they all have deep prejudices against the tiefling race.

This is the so-called 'the country is easy to change and the nature is difficult to change'.

The original tieflings are a group of excluded races. It is this rejection that makes most tieflings have great hostility towards the world around them. Faced with the beautiful things around them, they are gradually distorted by their blood. In my heart, I began to feel revenge.

In other words, reopening is the safest way to make those tieflings who have already become evil become good.

Listening quietly to most people's dissatisfaction with Stallman Town, Avatar and Ishak also showed a deep sense of helplessness.

When encountering such a situation, in fact, they didn't expect it at the beginning, and the blame can only be blamed for their naive thinking at the time.

Especially those evil tieflings are the most hateful.

When these cunning guys first entered the town, in order for the town to take them in, they swore that they would change their ways and start a new life.

Who would have thought that after the front foot has finished speaking, it will be forgotten when it is turned around, and it will still do evil things secretly in its own way.

There is no racial concept at all, and many tiefling players who fish in troubled waters have been added.

This made them aware of the major flaws in the policy of softness that had been implemented.

Although they have been working hard to adjust and deal with this situation, and are also strictly controlling the wandering tieflings entering the town, the situation has gradually stabilized.

Unexpectedly, a tragedy that no one wants to see happened in Bugle Town.

"Lord Seru, I'm really sorry for the tragedy that happened in Horn Town." Avatar stood up, faced the Tiger Ranger, and said apologetically, "As for the tiefling you're imprisoning, you can deal with it as you like, it's his It's your fault."

"You don't need to talk to me about these scenes here. I'm not a formalist, because I know that no matter how nice the words are, if the problem can't be solved, it's useless... It's useless."

The tiger man ranger in Bugle Town didn't appreciate it. He shook his tiger beards on both sides, and deliberately showed his sharp fangs when he spoke.

Thorne looked at the tiger man with a ferocious face. Except for his ears, nose, mouth and teeth, which were close to those of a tiger, his scarlet pupils and face were more human-like.

Seeing him here, he suddenly had the idea to reach out and touch his fluffy, chubby tiger head.

However, in the end, no action was taken.

After all, this guy is no better than a war troll. He looks like a tiger who is not angry and arrogant all day.

"Everyone, don't worry, we in Stallman Town will deal with this matter as soon as possible." Avatar assured everyone.

After speaking, he mechanically sat on the chair, put his hands on his knees, stared down at the floor under his feet, and began to consider the suggestions Thorne gave him, to learn from the management methods of Bugle Town.

Although this method is indeed the fastest, but it is not a last resort, he really does not want to use the last solution.

Seeing that the problem had been resolved, Sarajan, who presided over the meeting, was about to announce the next plan, when a shadow hung over his head.

Apparently, someone else stood up.

So he looked up subconsciously, and found that it was someone from Horn Town again, but this time it was replaced by the war troll Kohando.

Sarayan, who has held many meetings, knows very well that in every meeting, the people who raised the most opinions are the people in Horn Town.

But the other party's gaze made him faintly feel a little uneasy, he seemed to be aiming at himself.

"What's the matter with you?" Sarayan looked at the troll with a guilty conscience.

"Of course there is something." The war troll Kehan ​​nodded, his ugly rubber face did not show any emotions, but his tone contained a little bit of gunpowder:

"A month ago, your Twilight Town recruited two hundred kobold miners from our Horn Town. But in recent days, two kobolds who sneaked back from the mining area reported to us that your supervisors in Twilight Town have abused the kobolds. human phenomenon."

"There is such a thing." Sarayan didn't seem to know it, so he quickly turned and looked at Horat who was sitting on the right: "Who is in charge of the iron mine in the south?"

"It's Gehao." Horat smiled and blinked his reddish eyes at him, and said without thinking.

"Brother Kohando, don't worry, when I go back to investigate this matter, I will give you a perfect explanation." Hearing that it was the barbarian, Sarayan frowned, stood up and bowed to the troll Salute, earnestly promised.

As the lord, he naturally wouldn't say nonsense to the other party like 'I told them to treat kobolds well'.

At this moment, the first thing I need to express to others is my attitude towards this matter.

"Who is your brother." Kohando didn't appreciate it. He sat down on the chair with his bulky body and made a dull sound. He turned his head to one side and said angrily:
"These kobolds were carefully cultivated from an egg in Bugle Town, and they were brought up with painstaking efforts. They are not slaves who beat and scold at will.

Sarayan, let me tell you, if there is an accident with a kobold, I will never end with you. If you want to expropriate miners and labor from our Horn Town in the future, old... I will be the first to refuse! "

"Don't worry, if the matter is true, I will definitely deal with this issue and give you a satisfactory answer." Sarayang cursed the barbaric personality Hao, and assured the troll again.

(End of this chapter)