Chapter 59: The Breath of the Weak
Five minutes laterβ
The street where Tieflin lived stretched forward, and as they went deeper, the two realized that the environment was not the worst.
As they walked, Blue and Krishanna's footsteps occasionally stepped into the sand and sludge and water, making some noises, not even the sound of rats before.
"Golden-eyed, don't you make your living place a little better?" Blue looked at Macaria and asked, puzzled.
Macaria also accepted her "new name", she shook her head and said, "What's the use of tidying up well, there will be no foreign guests coming." As for ourselves, we have long been accustomed to it. The humans of Schars are able to tolerate our presence and prevent us from fighting wild beasts and monsters outside, and a place to escape the heat of the day, and the cold of the night is already a blessing. β
"I see." Blue thought about it, although it was a little better than the half-ogre, but the living environment of Tieflin was also very good.
Thus discriminated against, they can barely survive in human cities, relying on some of the wealth and low-key behavior left to them by the ancient empires of the past.
"Yes, and the dirtier and filthy it is, the more they will think that this place is cursed and polluted, and they will not come to rob us."
It is really sad for those who hear it, and tears for those who see it, and the breath of the weak is exposed.
However, now there is not much power in itself, so it can only start from these weaker races.
In fact, Blue prefers the Dragonborn, as a race created by the good dragon god Bahamut or the evil dragon god Tiamat, or the true dragon, the Dragonborn are a race that combines the best of dragons and humanoids.
And because it is made by a dragon god or a true dragon, the dragonborn generally worship the true dragon very much, and as for the one to worship, it depends on the scales on their bodies.
As a blue dragon second only to the golden dragon, the red dragon, and the silver dragon, it is worshipped by many dragons.
If Blue finds a dragonborn with blue dragon scales, reveals his true dragon form, and shouts "Gentlemen, I like war", there will be at least seven or eighty percent of the dragonborn who will immediately bow their heads.
The Dragonborn were a little stronger than Tieflin, and they didn't do anything angry back then, so they were in a much better situation.
But because of the war of annihilation that year, many dragonborns died on the battlefield, so there are not many dragonborns who survived.
Most of these surviving dragonborns or newly created dragonborns are in the countries ruled by the dragons, and most of the dragonborns who wander outside follow their good or evil natures and join the ranks of the corresponding mercenaries and adventurers.
It's a lot harder to find them than Tiffling.
When they finally arrived at their settlement and walked through the broken door of a dilapidated five-story building, the environment finally improved.
Carefully cleaned floors, walkways with oil lamps.
There were nothing valuable, but some trinkets and toys hung on both sides of the hallway, which were supposed to be the work of a Tiffling child.
Blue and Chrisanna looked left and right, and when they reached a hall on the third floor, they saw nine tiflins waiting here.
They looked at Blue and Chrisanna with unkind eyes, and Blue watched them.
It's the same as Macaria, except that their eyes are either white, silver, or black.
And the horns on the heads are also different, some protrude forward like bulls, some are curved like goats, and some are twisted in a spiral.
And the tail is much the same, not much different.
It has to be said that these tiflings have inherited the advantages of their ancestors, and almost all of them are handsome men and women.
Blue looked at Macaria and asked, "Golden-eyed, didn't you say there were thirty-six of them?" β
"My lord, the seven children are already sleeping, and the rest are not here...... They have chosen a different path than we do, they succumb to the evil in their blood, enjoy the pleasure of demons, and only occasionally come back to see it, and the rest of the time is not here. β
Blue suddenly realized: "Oh, I see, after all, I have to eat." β
ββ¦β¦ When you say this, you really tell the essence of the problem. Macaria smiled wryly, then pointed to one of the best long sofas and continued, "Although it looks a little dirty and shabby, please don't pay too much attention to it, please sit down." β
Blue and Krishanna unceremoniously walked over to the best furniture in the room, a leather sofa, and sat down.
It's just that Blue looked at Krisanna and felt that the old sister was sitting a little far away, and what was the matter with the face not looking at her brother all the time?
Is this a girl's growing pains?
And the few tiflins in the hall were also full of puzzlement when they saw that Macaria was so polite to these two children, but they also knew that Macaria was not an idiot, and there must be a reason for this, so they all endured their doubts and stayed quietly aside.
Although it is said to be dirty and simple, it is not so bad, and the furniture in this hall is all ordinary handiwork, but it can be seen that it is made by excellent craftsmen.
In addition, there is a huge painting hanging on the wall, which shows thirteen people dressed in gorgeous aristocratic clothes who can only see their backs, lighting a huge fire, and in the flames there are nine devils of different forms.
Blue looked at the painting, and only looked at it for a while before he realized that something was wrong, the thirteen nobles in the gorgeous clothes were the thirteen nobles of Bar Tulsi back then, and this was clear at a glance, but the faces of the nine devils were blurred, and he couldn't tell what the devils were.
"Who painted this picture, and what are you looking at this painting every day for? Does it make any sense? β
Macaria said: "It was painted by a certain patriarch in the past, and I don't know what the meaning is, we have always been just decorations, and it has no meaning. β
Blue didn't expect Macaria's answer to be like this, and he scratched his head: "Huh? I thought it was a noble reason to remember the enemy or to remember history. β
Macaria was a little surprised, although the blue dragon's temper is not as irritable as the red dragon, but it is also the master who kills without saying a word, the blue dragon in front of him is so easy to talk, what is going on?
"We don't have time to bother with this, my lord, aren't you here to inspect where we live?"
"You're right, I'm here to find some slaves with a little more flexible minds."
Although she guessed a little, when Blue really spoke, Macaria was still very surprised: "The real dragon would really find Tieflin as a slave?" β
And as her words fell, all the tiflings in the hall knew the true identity of the child in front of them.
In addition to being shocked, he also understood why Macaria would be so cautious about talking to him.