Chapter 119: Dwarves Don't Matter

"Hello Mr. Bahange, I'm Konkai Nino, a traveling ranger from Rock Rabbit Creek, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

The young man outside the door had long brown hair flowing out of the dust.

"Boy named Kangkai, is there anything you can do to know that you have disturbed the most sacred thing in the life of a dwarf."

Bahange looked up at the tall boy and clenched the hammer in his hand with an unhappy expression.

Kang Kai didn't seem to see the dwarf's stinky face at all, he didn't avoid Bahange's displeased gaze, still smiled and made a natural and elegant ranger salute, and then said seriously:

"Mr. Bahange, with all due respect, I refute your point of view, the purpose of weapon forging is to protect innocent people, and the suffering of people cannot be ignored because of the pursuit of good weapons, now ............"

"Enough, you little ghost, that little thing about a group of inconsequential guys is the reason for you to bother to look at Bahange, don't laugh, how can there be so many twists and turns in the forged weapons that Lao Tzu likes, are you a child"!

Bahange's words are a blunt expression of his ridicule of Konkai's "naΓ―ve" thoughts.

"Mr. Bahange, your words have betrayed your status as a guardian of Doraise, and even less in line with the image of the dwarves' kindness and friendship."

Kang Kai frowned slightly, knowing that at this time, he had not given up and continued to persuade Bahange.

"Aha, this is the unreasonable place of your good camp, if you want me to say that it is a lot of things, it is a lack of beating, do you know why the neutral god system is always stronger than the good god system, because the subordinates of those good gods are just a bunch of boring fools"!

Bahange looked at the ranger in front of him with disdain, he had always had no good impression of this kind of guy who didn't know how to educate people, and as he said, he was not interested in the life or death of those refugees at all, and he disdained the actions and theories of the good camp.

"Are you, seriously"?

Hearing Bahange's answer, the next second, Kang Kai no longer maintained a smiling expression, the smile on his face was completely gone, replaced by an emotion called anger, and a deep helplessness hidden in his eyes.

"Why, do you want to do it, old Bahanger has been moving his muscles and bones for two years, and he is looking for an eye-opening beating!"

Seeing that Kang Kai lost his smile, Bahange's disdain was even more undisguised, his round eyes widened in anger, and his fighting spirit slowly wrapped around the huge dark brown hammer.

Kang Kai's slightly narrowed eyes also flashed with anger, and the light but extremely fierce fighting spirit wrapped around the ranger's body.

The huge momentum suddenly burst out, and Bahanga's anger was suppressed in the humble blacksmith's house with absolute heaviness.

Kang Kai's momentum is like an infinite blade everywhere, unflinching against the weight of the thick earth.

The air in the center of Doraiz City seemed to freeze instantly, and there were many servants in the adjacent castle who couldn't stand such a terrifying momentum and fainted, and many pedestrians on the street were also suppressed by the sudden momentum and squatted on the ground and trembled, and the pets kept at home were even more whimpering and crying, and the entire Doraiz City was shrouded in an atmosphere of imminent disaster.

In the forge room, Kang Kai and Bahanger looked at each other unyieldingly, and the air around them had been distorted by inadvertently emitting a little fighting energy.

Kang Kai's eyes were full of anger, and his voice was no longer calm and gentle, only sadness and anger remained.

"As the guardian of the city, do you repay the trust and expectation of the people in this way, and watch innocent children die without saving them, watching diseases ravage the city, watching innocent townspeople lose their family property?"

"That's right, I never care about those irrelevant idle things, I am responsible for protecting the Hyde family, and those indifferent poor people let them die a little more."

Bahange didn't shy away from Kangkai's anger at all, he was inexplicably approached by someone to teach him a lesson, Bahanger's patience was almost at the limit, if it weren't for the fact that this place was too close to Gorat's castle, Bahanger's temperament would have been smashed with a hammer without saying a word.

Seeing Bahanger's attitude, Kang Kai did not continue to persevere, as a ranger in the good and orderly camp, he was even more unacceptable than Bahanger to fight in the city center, and the momentum explosion just now brought trouble to the residents had already made the kind ranger secretly blame himself.

Kang Kai slowly retracted his momentum and made it clear that he would back down.

Seeing this, Bahange also snorted coldly, and also retracted his momentum, and the frozen air gradually resumed its flow.

"Mr. Bahanga, at least you should know that those cruel nobles are exploiting the last bit of bone marrow of the poor people, and I hope you can say something to the lord............"

Konkai's voice was almost pleading, but the dwarf was visibly unmoved.

"I said, I just want to beat my iron now, don't bother me with those idle things, and don't forget to close the door sometimes."

Without looking at Konkai again, Bahange lifted his hammer and strode back to his forge table, where he continued to forge the pure and beautiful piece of Mithril as if no one was around.

Seeing Bahanger's attitude, Kang Kai also knew that no matter what he said, he would not be able to convince the tendoned dwarf to help, but he might provoke the irascible warrior.

"Alas............ Mr. Bahange, I hope you will come to your senses, and may Obai, the god of nature, give you guidance."

Kang Kai bowed slightly, and then left the forging room helplessly, and did not forget to close the door before leaving.

"The original Moradin cursed you with all that was not going well."

The dwarf slammed his hammer into Mithril and replied loudly.

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The refugees were unaware of what was happening in the city of Doraise, and they suddenly realized that the lack of food and clothing had not been the worst of all, because now a terrible demon that no one in the camp wanted to talk about - the plague had struck again.

Of course, with that came the sneaky Tishahar followers.

Birlan and Dichido were still hiding in a sparsely populated corner, and although the priests had now announced that the disease was spread by contact, people instinctively stayed away from Blan, who was sick.

The Knight Captain Casser continued to provide Birlan and Dikido with high-quality bread, but their mood was still getting lower day by day, because Birlan's illness was getting worse.

Although as an apprentice-level mage, Bi Lan's resistance to the epidemic is beyond ordinary people, but she still inevitably has various symptoms, and today, she is no longer able to get up and move, and even has to speak carefully.

Dikido stroked Bilan's hair blankly, and the love between the two heated up rapidly in the days of fighting illness together, which was almost the only thing the two of them were happy about.

Not far from the tent of the two, a group of soldiers with wooden sticks were examining the sick, and they knocked on each of them on the leg, and if they broke a bone, it proved that the person was sick, and he would be killed immediately and dragged to the incineration site for incineration and burial.

The refugees had to give every last bit of money they could to satisfy the wolf-like soldiers, or else............ As long as those sticks are forced, people who are not sick will also have their legs broken!

Dikido watched with some numbness as a crying girl walked towards the patrol camp under the threat of two soldiers, this scene had only happened in three days, but neither Biran nor Dichido could do anything about it.

As Bilan watched the desolation of the refugees, she suddenly felt an undisguised terrifying wave of magic approaching the camp at a terrifying speed.

Bilan almost screamed, this fluctuation was so familiar to her, until now, Bilan still trembled from dreaming of those blue pupils.

Scenes of bloody wails, shattered internal organs, and distorted souls once again appeared in the girl's mind.

"Dichido, get in the tent, hurry."

Feeling the nightmare wave of magic getting closer, Biran almost screamed.