I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

In the main material plane, there is a serious contempt chain for combat professions.

For example, the warriors that are everywhere are a pitiful sewer profession, and are despised by almost all other professions.

This is also very reasonable.

First of all, if you want to be a spellcaster, you must at least be able to read.

Let’s not talk about the obscure and difficult to understand tadpole scripts of the arcane. The divine arts must at least recognize the full common language or the writing of the corresponding race.

It cannot be said that the divine manual clearly stipulates that you should put your hands on your chest and shout "Mielikki give me strength", but you insist on seeing it as you hold your hands on your head and shout "Mielikki hug me", then you just see if Mielikki will do anything to you.

Then, if you want to be as agile as a thief or a bard, you need to be agile or eloquent.

Not to mention some extremely rare special professions that rely on blood power to awaken, such as warlocks. It all depends on who has better luck when they are reincarnated.

Most ordinary rookies with no background, no education, and no family background, who want to embark on the path of an adventurer, can only choose to become a warrior.

Look at the team configuration in "The Hobbit", there is a wizard leading a thief, and the rest are all mindless warriors charging forward. The fight is totally unwatchable.

Once the mage goes out to play, the entire warrior team will be wiped out by the goblins.

Because of this, thieves on the Prime Material Plane look down on warriors, priests look down on thieves, and mages look down on everyone, including mages of lower rank than themselves.

Among the millions of warriors, aren't there any special cases of losers making a comeback?

Of course there are, for example, the Paladin who learned to read, joined the temple, and became a thug of the charlatan;

Or maybe someone like Kong Er Huang Yuan is agile, skilled in martial arts, and has the potential to become a swordsman with max attack speed;

Then there are some pioneers who explore the direction of advancement on the warriors' original path.

For example, Berserker,

Paladins rely on warriors who are bathed in the light of divinity and can cast divine spells;

The Berserker relies on his bad personality and can become a completely crazy and reckless man.

In the eyes of outsiders, berserkers are reckless, impulsive, and thick-skinned. As an old berserker who has been immersed in this field for more than ten years, Broken Tooth Wasteland scoffs at this view.

In his opinion, a berserker should be a character who can restrain himself, follow his heart, be reckless if he can win, and be timid if he can't win, because there are basically no berserkers who don't do this now.

As for being thick-skinned and tough, have you ever seen a soldier who wasn't thick-skinned and tough...

So when faced with a giant bear that could kill him several times with one slap, Duan Ya decisively became the senior brother of Cong Xinliu.

"Human druid, Broken Tooth admits that you are very powerful."

He took the initiative to return to the negotiation table, put down his battle axe, and indicated that he had no intention of continuing to fight.

The two orcs who had been playing with the Husky for a long time also relaxed and stood behind Broken Tooth swiftly.

As for the 2D beastman lying on the ground and doubting his life... just let him lie there for now...

Seeing the other party giving him a "bear face" like this, the giant bear Bol snorted, and then his whole body slowly shrank and turned into the previous strong man Bol - a naked version.

Ivan, who was always very perceptive, quickly took off his burqa and helped the master cover some key parts.

There's nothing I can do. The robe is too small and can't cover my whole body. I'll just use it as an apron as a token of my appreciation to our priest.

This is all to help the leader maintain his dignity... Well, I can’t keep this robe anymore.

After healing herself and bypassing the still twitching Hollow-eared Orc, Xiling returned to the front again, and it was very obvious that she was keeping at least a charging distance from Ivan.

“Brokenfang Wasteland, it has been five years since the Wasteland orcs and druids reached an agreement;

In the past few autumns, our cooperation was very pleasant. I could feel that you were an orc who valued honor very much.

Then please tell me, is the warning issued by my companions before true?"

Broken Tooth glanced at the disgusting human who had provoked a fight in advance, suppressed the churning in his stomach, and shook his head helplessly.

"Morann, we have to do this.

Even if we lose this battle, if we don’t get enough food, I will bring more orc warriors here…”

The orc diplomat, who originally had brown skin, had a red face.

"Because the Wasteland Tribe is running out of food."

Priest Paul felt his temples twitching a few times. He felt anger burning in his chest, and spoke in a very unfriendly tone.

"Wasteland Orcs!

You and we are allies under a covenant!

You are responsible for isolating the wasteland creatures that want to invade the Haze Forest, and the Haze Forest lets you consume the excess products!

I have never heard of a practice where one can plunder his allies just because he is short of food!

Is this the honor that your Wasteland clan values?"

I didn't expect that the burly Pastor Boll could also curse people in a set way. The subtext of his curse was: I have never seen such a shameless person.

Look, the face of the guy with broken tooth opposite has turned from red to purple.

After scolding the silent Broken Tooth for a long time, Priest Bol picked up Ivan, who was hiding in the back and daydreaming, and threw him in front of the negotiation table.

"You, continue!"

After saying that, he leaned against the oak tree next to him and adjusted the "apron" wrapped around himself.

Originally, Priest Bol's plan was to let the "God's Favored One" who had demonstrated his eloquence many times to participate in this negotiation.

Who are the ones favored by God? They are all born charlatans whose random thoughts can fit the doctrine, and high-end talents with eloquence +100.

Look at how he fooled his young apprentice yesterday, that skilled tone, that argument that almost convinced him, and the look on his own Bai Cai's face that seemed to be almost shaken... Bol gnashed his teeth when he thought about it.

Ivan was thrown to the front of the stage, trembling as he looked at the wall of flesh in front of him.

The Master is being very unfair.

If you are tired of scolding and want to take a rest, just go and take a rest. Why did you throw me out, a newbie who has only joined for a few days and knows nothing about the situation?

Want me to continue to help you curse?

Do I dare? I...

The useless young man from Blue Star, who always believed that he could fully understand the intentions of his leader, looked at the orc diplomat seriously with a fearless look on his face.

This sight frightened Duan Ya, who had suffered a loss on the opposite side. He quickly moved back, but felt that the direction was not right, so he moved to the side again.

"Ahem, well, our leader said he's tired, let's continue chatting."

Chat? What else to chat about?

You won't even give us food, and now we have fewer people than you can defeat us. Do you want to talk about Rainbow?

Broken Tooth, who was already very wary of this human, touched the handle of the battle axe, as if this would ease his poor stomach.

"Emm... this is also an informal meeting, so let's start by promoting mutual understanding and deepening bilateral relations..."