Chapter 88: Brawl
Silna looked helpless: "Xiao Luo, people quarrel, please have no brains to mix in it, okay?"
"Okay, let's go check it out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ Info" Rod agreed, and as the crowd gathered around him, he saw what was happening in the circle: three dwarves were confronting several humans, both of them red-faced and arguing fiercely.
Rhodes finally listened to the reminders of the people around him, and stood in the crowd to understand the ins and outs of the matter, but unfortunately he only heard those few people yelling, declaring that the dirty and stupid dwarves were not qualified to enter the human city, let alone participate in any martial arts competition...... I waited for a long timeγEven after asking others, I didn't figure out how the dispute happened.,I just heard that it seems to be a quarrel for the same bargain.γ
Interestingly, most of the people didn't know what was going on, but they all shouted at the dwarves to get out of the human city, and it was rare to see people so united.
Rhodes was confused: "Didn't King Elite's announcement say that intelligent beings of any gender and race can participate in the tournament as long as they meet the conditions?"
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"Then how can he say that the dwarves are not qualified? β
"The mouth grows on his body, and he loves to say whatever he wants. Morfan snorted indifferently: "People who don't say it count, but like to open their mouths to come, what dwarves get out of human settlements, kill all dwarves and level dwarf countries, etc., and even provoke small countries to take the initiative to start a war against Midland to eliminate the threat or something." Those who have a little bit of right to speak will not speak without thinking. β
"This is clearly bullying. β
"Do you want to see the unevenness and draw the sword to help?" Dieter sighed helplessly: "I still remember, when I took you to buy a sword, you saw a dwarf working in the shop and thought of him as a master foundry, and I read too many typical novels. Dwarves and humans are allies in the war against orcs for living space, while elves have always been neutral and peace-loving...... Therefore, in literature, the appearance of these two races must be positive characters, which is typical of political correctness. But think about it, if it weren't for the fact that they couldn't get along, who would like to leave their hometown and run to live in a group of outsiders or even aliens? Because of the influence of the living environment, the proportion of the population who can forge and smelt among the dwarves is indeed slightly higher, but more of them are low-level dwarves who can't get along in their hometowns and come out to beg for a living. β
"But they quarreled, and they didn't seem to say who stole chickens and dogs. β
"Well, even if you don't do bad things and work honestly, it will rob the locals of their jobs and squeeze their living space, and it will definitely not be popular. β
"So it's a blatant bully?"
"Survival is the first priority, you have good food and clothing, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, you can stand on the moral high ground and criticize these people, saying that they are bullies. But they are really defending their own interests, and some of the groups that hate dwarves may be degraded by outsiders, or even lose their jobs and live happily - dwarves are not tall but not weak, and the wages for sleeping are low, and many bosses prefer to hire them as employees. β
is entangled in the brain of the relationship, the conflict in the circle of onlookers escalated again, the quarrel was fruitless, the two groups of people had started to fight, the strength of the dwarves was much greater than they looked, but they couldn't stand the crowd, they were pushed to the ground in a few clicks, and they quarreled, plus some of the surrounding people couldn't hold back and wanted to step on their feet, more than a dozen people surrounded the middle three dwarves are beaten. Rod hesitated, glanced at Ciri, and suddenly remembered what she had said: standing by and watching is equivalent to being an accomplice.
He had made up his mind not to get involved in the quarrel, but he couldn't watch a few innocent people being beaten and was indifferent, so he stood with his fists clenched for a moment, shouted to stop, and squeezed into the crowd of onlookers.
Grom and Ciri didn't hesitate to follow to help, Dieter shook his head and sighed, signaling, Morfan had to smile wryly and rushed in with Pauli Sylna and the others to help.
Although the scene was chaotic, fortunately, most of them were just onlookers and there was no riot, and the addition of several practitioners made the scene reversed instantly, and a besieger who was pulled away by Rod was angry, and he pulled out a dagger and stabbed him with a strange roar, but before he could exert his strength, he was thrown out by Grom with the collar behind his coat, and fell into the crowd to scare the onlookers back a step, for fear of being injured by mistake again.
Although he decided to help these dwarves, Rhodes didn't know who was right and who was wrong after all, and he didn't take a heavy hand on the humans of the same race on the side of the fight, but just pulled and held it, and drove away after a few threats, and after a while, there were his own people and three short men in the circle.
"Thank you, Warrior. One of the dwarves who was beaten stood up with a bruised nose and swollen face: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid the three of us would have confessed here today." β
"These hooligans, in fact, are just looking for reasons to fight with us, no matter what we say, they will do it, take advantage of the chaos, and eight out of ten will be killed in a daze. The other agreed, "The official came, even if they wanted to investigate strictly, a large number of people couldn't find who was the real culprit." β
"I told you not to run into crowded places!" the third dwarf roared angrily.
"Anyway, thank you. The stout dwarf, who had shaved off the hair on both sides of his head, leaving only a narrow comb in the middle, and appeared taller than the other two of his kind, stretched out his hand to Rod: "Hawke Blackstone, what about you...... Hey, you're number one!"
"Rorick Hart, you can call me Ronaldo" Rod also recognized the cockscomb dwarf at this moment, and they had met in the winner's zone of the first round of the tournament.
"Your Excellency is not only skilled, but also a good man. Rorik Hart, I will remember this name, and you will be a friend of the Blackstone Dwarves forever. β
Rod didn't know how to respond to such a formal thank-you, but a shout from outside the crowd interrupted their conversation.
"For the sake of the God of Light, why do you want to disturb the order here?" The crowd of onlookers moved out of the way, and the order that was guarding the preacher not far away was armed with several armed men armed with weapons, and the female knight of the temple asked coldly, "Who is fighting?"
The female knight frowned when she saw Rhodes, this young man with a very good impression on her, young and handsome and elegant manners, why was he fighting with someone the second time she saw him?
His eyes moved and he saw Ciri standing with him again, and he was disappointed and made a decision: arrest them, hand them over to the city enforcers in the name of disturbing the peace, disqualify them from the competition, and legally and reasonably reduce the two strong competitors.
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