Chapter 83: The Battle of the Sewers (14)
As Aldrich Triss predicted, the undercurrents converge in the sewers, stirring up the already tumultuous situation even more. The fact that the Grey Shroud struck the goblin Diffus and entered the kingdom of Bones and Thorns for no reason made the inhuman aliens and dark inhabitants empathize.
They abandoned the suspicions of the past, and after bloody temptations, they made secret contacts, formed a broad and loose alliance, and attacked several groups of Black Knights entrenched in the sewers to varying degrees. Among them, the Gray Shroud suffered the worst damage since the establishment of the base.
One of the aces, the chief illusion knight, Mostero, was besieged by a group of rotten bog ooze monsters during his routine parade to the black market, and although he escaped with the help of a mirror doppelganger, his lungs were filled with poisonous mud and his gradually decaying internal organs prevented him from wielding his sword as usual.
In order to compete for the vacant position, the high-ranking black knight with hypocrisy as the source of hypocrisy did not listen to the advice to start a battle in the open and in the dark, although there was a ball of harmony on the surface, but even the leader of the gray shroud, the black scepter Dismaster, could not summon them, all kinds of yang and yin disobeyed, secretly stabbed knives, pulled hind legs, maybe this is the nature of the illusion knight.
At the same time, due to the decline of the power of the Gray Shroud, the other Black Knight groups alongside it coveted their lucrative smuggling channels and their status as the defenders of order in the black market, and threatened to share the pressure and try to redivide the territory of power.
The Black Scepter Dismaster knew that if he showed the slightest intention to back down, then what would follow would be a continuous suppression of the Gray Shroud by various forces without hesitation. The underworld doesn't care about blood and death, and the bigwigs can do anything for their own benefit.
The Grey Shroud poured out of its nest to block the Brotherhood of Steel, the second largest of all in power, and Dismaster, the Black Scepter, traveled alone to the fringes, revealing his evil wings before the Dark Residents for the first time, roaring cold winds and frost and blazing heat flames, all the way to the wild, almost single-handedly uprooting the ooze monsters.
Holm, the Dead-Eyed Knight guarding behind him, also revealed his scepter, a thunderous root-like withered vine inlaid with silver-white spiral bubble nails, he seemed to be at the beginning of his ascension, and he had not yet mastered his abilities well.
On the way back, the two are ambushed by a group of high-ranking lizard warriors, and when the exhausted Dismaster is unable to summon the Ice Storm, Holm summons the Vanity Thunder and scorches them to the Earth, successfully reunites with the Dreadknights, and returns to the warband that has blocked the Brotherhood of Steel with nowhere to go.
With two Knights of Wands, the Grey Shroud's majesty once again crushed the challengers below to the ground, and Dismaster single-handedly exterminated the mud monsters, almost exterminating them, and became the talk of the underworld bosses.
However, the battle in the sewers is not yet over, and the baron Drexman, who escaped alone, vows to avenge the destruction of the Ooze Monsters. With a certain amount of wisdom and rationality, it followed someone's advice, returned to the battlefield of frost and fire, absorbed and fused the wreckage of its companions and the essence of life, and its original burly body multiplier, inadvertently possessed the ability to change the terrain and create mud creatures, and metamorphosed into a rotten swamp lord, coupled with the camouflage-colored lizard warrior who often acts with it, has increasingly become a threat to the lone members of the Gray Shroud.
In order to find something to do for Dismaster, so that he could not spare his hands to clean up the challenger, the other Black Knight groups openly and secretly stumbled on the gray shroud. For example, the Brotherhood of Steel, which was once severely humiliated, repeatedly provided information to the dark residents, bribed these inhuman aliens, robbed the smuggling channels in the name of the Black Scepter, and made his money bag shrink sharply, supporting so many Black Knights.
However, the Knight of the Scepter Holm was a role model, and the high-ranking black knights with a little brains were reluctant to leave the Gray Shroud. Although they are all captives of desire and slaves of money, as long as it is related to improving their personal strength, they tend to make the smartest decision and easily disconsider the option of betrayal, as long as it is related to improving their personal strength, and when they are not equally attractive or given enough price.
The chaos of the smuggling channels has caused a sudden shortage of some of the most sought-after goods in Eastwood, and some of the senior councillors of the town hall have roared angrily, and the financiers behind them are equally furious, after all, no money is a loss.
It's a pity that the bigwigs of the underground world are equally determined to maintain the chaos and order of the sewers, and after a series of behind-the-scenes transactions, buying, and selling, the business nouveau riche who owns the weapon of money has won a big victory again. The Gui clan was not willing to fail, released the hounds they raised, showed their sharp blades hidden in the shadows, and actively strangled the smugglers, and once again made a mess of the underground world that was gradually restoring order.
The Scavengers' Guild, under Aldrich's leadership, had a foothold on the fringes, dealing with the inhumans, and teaching the assembled dark inhabitants a hard lesson, and from then on keeping the well water at arm's length.
In several tragic battles, President Tris, who rushed to the front, showed his peak strength close to the Great Knight, won the trust of the union members, and also caused a certain shock to the inhuman aliens.
During this time, those who followed Aldrich closely and chose to approach the service were taken care of, even if they were seriously injured, they were also treated with wound medicine from the Night Watchman. As for those who are about to leave and have no interest in President Triss's cause, once they are injured and disabled, they will not have such special treatment at all, and after receiving a pension, the rest of their lives will be very miserable.
People with an abundance of compassion may complain, but at the cost of boycotting and isolating all members, a situation that even Aldrich himself cannot change. He personally established this mode of operation and benefited most of the people, and once the order was established, people spontaneously maintained it.
Aldrich was amazed to see the source of faith rising, and he finally understood the limitations of treating everyone equally, not equally.
There is no such thing as absolute justice, on the contrary, there is injustice everywhere in the world, otherwise the hand of justice would not have fallen, and he should live forever like the goddess of wealth.
Differences in birth families, differences in wealth and status, and the skew of educational resources cause the greatest injustice. The children of the poor do not have the opportunity to go to school, and their future is destined to live forever at the bottom of society, and if they are lucky enough to earn a little hard-earned money, marry a girl of the same origin, and give birth to a large number of children, because they don't know which of them will live to adulthood, and then work hard day and night in factories and workshops, and be squeezed out of the last drop of blood and sweat by the roaring machine, and end their miserable lives early.
As for those nobles, wealthy merchants, and even the middle-class with a small net worth, who are qualified to support their children in school, who have the accumulated knowledge of their predecessors, or at least are not illiterate, they often have a good job, as long as they don't have a bad family, and they can continue to live a rich and decent life just by inheriting the family property of their fathers and ancestors.
Of course, there are also people with a clear conscience who will cook chicken soup for the soul full of malice, and create stories of ordinary people who become part of the upper class of society through their own efforts. Then he told the poor people that those children of nobles and wealthy merchants were all wastes who were indulging in fun and not working hard because of their wealthy family backgrounds, and usually appeared as villains on various occasions and were crazy to be slapped in the face by civilians with poor IQ.
However, the truth of the matter is that in the face of the ubiquitous challenges of the civilian class with a huge base, the children of the noble and wealthy merchant families with a sense of crisis are absolutely not inferior to the common people, and due to the lack of high-quality educational resources, the students from civilian families need to compress their rest time to ensure that the gap is not further widened.
The Rotting Academy, founded by the Earl of Eastwood's family, leniently accepted the most qualified students among the commoners, although all of them exercised their bodies and minds according to chivalric tradition, and civilians who could not afford to pay for extra food would soon be eliminated in the brutal training.
In addition, the small circle established by the same origin and similar blood relatives has also become a communication barrier that is difficult for commoners to cross their own class, and the increasingly solidified upper class society rarely accepts civilians to join and become one of them. On the contrary, from time to time, the nobles will kick out the rebellion that pollutes the blood due to intermarriage with merchants and commoners, like removing carrion from the body. The rich are no exception, and families who have gone bankrupt due to failed investments will also be evicted in order to maintain the purity of the extended family.
Thinking of this, Aldrich laughed at himself, now his current situation is also on the verge of danger, if he still stays in the country manor, then the next generation will lose his territory due to high debts, and will be reduced to a declining nobleman, a wandering knight, and finally a commoner struggling at the bottom.
It is no wonder that the Black Knight Group has swelled dramatically, and it is better to say that it is better to be afraid of losing its former status and power, and to succumb to the charm of money, than to be reduced to being a businessman and a new upstart of capital. Even if he becomes a scepter, or even promoted to the crown, the final fate is still a servant, a sharp weapon in the hands of the powerful, pointing east and not daring to go west. If the body and mind lose their self-discipline, they will not become slaves. ’
Aldrich looked at the new faces, who made up most of the full members, and their eyes looked back eagerly, now that the scavengers union was firmly in their hands, they finally had a little leverage to serve.
"The union carefully cleaned a block of safe areas in the sewers, and the results were recognized by the town hall, and we achieved a pretty good harvest in the battle to clear the goblins, kobolds, and underground gnomes. During this time, we have lost some experienced members, but we have also added a number of excellent new blood. Now that the run-in period has passed, I have decided to actively crack down on criminals who infested the sewers and damaged the reputation of Eastwood City, if anyone wants to continue to follow me, please stand on the left, I will not be embarrassed if you want to leave, and I will let you leave after full compensation. ”
Stained with the blood of the Dark Inhabitants and having seized their wealth, if you leave the Scavengers Guild now, unless you leave Eastwood City as soon as possible, you will sooner or later be killed by vindictive inhuman aliens.
Regardless of whether President Tris's words were biased or not, at least under Aldrich, who protected the short, personal safety was finally safe, and they were not brainless people who could survive the tragic battle, and they chose to stand in unison, and the degree of tacit understanding seemed to be injected into his blood by the president.
President Triss did treat them as if they were his own family, and this style of elder family even influenced the professional Gorgau, who was now good enough to be the butler of the wealthy merchants, and Aldridge had a firm grasp of the money bag and left the usual menial chores to him to take care of.