"There were many believers in that man, most of them were Croats, but of course there were a few Egsians...... Let's put it this way, Akagori has come to this point, and the pastor has contributed a lot. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Durag said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"You mean, the priest provoked ethnic conflict?"

"No, that's an old guy who likes to worry about people all day long, thinking too much about money, and then letting morality and conscience disintegrate. ”

"I'll guess he's a Croat, too?"

After a brief moment of silence, Durag exhaled heavily.

"It's just that delicate. Half of the people in Chijun are Croats, and almost all of them work as farmers, complaining about the price of the harvest and pushing dung trucks into the city to block the roads...... But in fact, they also have pitiful points, some people get up early and are greedy for darkness but just spread the agricultural disaster, the price of crops itself is falling, the rent has to be paid, and the family's mouth is confused, and a few people finally can't stand it and go to a dead end. The hillbillies hung their bodies in front of the city hall, and when the officials saw it, they insisted that they had committed suicide and made trouble, and the priest, who was originally very popular among the Croats, heard about this kind of thing, and also accused some people of ignoring traditional values and blindly pursuing money. ”

"I can foresee that the matter will not be as simple as the magistrate admits his mistake and the farmers receive subsidies and compensation. Ekor whispered.

He closed his eyes slightly. If the same thing had happened to d'Estaing, within a week there would have been officials cleaned up by the so-called "angry citizens." Compared to Akagi, Destare is really a good place, but it's too bad for the elves.

Of course, there will be no compensation, and the officials try their best to portray the peasants as a bunch of lazy and stupid guys, and the hapless priests become martyrs, and then used by those with good intentions to advocate racial and religious contradictions. Obviously, we have done our homework very poorly in these matters, and if you don't believe it, when you go to the city, you can pick up an Egyptian and ask him what he thinks about the peasant troubles, and the answer is to accuse extremism. ”

"Unfortunately, the focus of our trip is not to help farmers. ”

"That's right, I can understand why the Hub would be cautious about these things, after all, Akagi is so close to Elada, as close as the doorstep. I just want you to know a little bit of background, the so-called racial and religious contradictions in Chijun are frozen, not a day's cold...... In addition, Starri, who has always wanted to find a ballast, is also a country dominated by Croats......"

The two fell silent again, and this time, the surroundings were strangely silent, not hearing the birds, not hearing the wind, and even the horses pausing, as if the whole world had suddenly been silenced. Echo took a deep breath of discomfort, and he suddenly laughed.

"You don't want to say that Stari is secretly helping the peasants of Chijun to make trouble, right?"

"They have enough reason to do this!" Durag raised his voice.

"Let's not talk about the location of Akagi, the western gateway to the four northern countries, and I also mentioned the issue of faith earlier. Starri is still a country united in filial piety, but now there are calls for the liberation of human rights, which is tantamount to dragging those in power out of the idyll they have constructed, and where did the limelight come from...... There is a saying in that country that if an enemy is drowning, stick a water pipe in his mouth. ”

"It's really quite vivid. Eko chuckled. Speaking from the heart, he sympathized with the peasants and fully understood their situation, but once the matter involved politics and other countries, it became extremely complicated, right and wrong did not matter, and the country could abandon its principles in pursuit of profit......

In the afternoon, the mud path under the feet of the two became a mottled gravel path. Although the green vegetation has not yet been taken out of view, these plants have become a foil, and large fields have been replaced by rows of cottages. Icco was amazed at how uniformly shaped and oriented the homes were, and he wondered if the residents who had gone out to earn a living would step on the wrong door after a long day's work. What's more, the veteran they were looking for on this trip, Sean Blue, was also here, and it would take a lot of trouble to meet him?

The two tried to find someone to ask for directions, but the pedestrian hurriedly avoided them when they saw them. In the end, Durag grabbed a farmer by the sleeve and stopped him. The man who had stopped looked at him and Eko with a frown, and then reluctantly raised his hand and pointed in the direction, and then the man withdrew his sleeve and ran away, not even leaving a word.

In desperation, they went in the direction the man pointed and knocked on the door from door to door, and the occupants of the house were often reluctant to say more, which made Durag complain. In this way, after repeated failures, there is only one house left to be visited.

The house was separated from the rest of the village by a fence, and Ecco smelled of alienation and rejection when she was far away. When he got closer, he found that the house was very different from the others, with its doors all open in the shade, wine bottles thrown under the eaves, and a window with a large hole, hastily sealed with a few planks.

"It looks like a place where the out-of-the-box would stay, and we should have come right here. Durag said, licking his lips.

"Are you sure? I think this place might be abandoned. Ekor scoffed harshly.

Unsurprisingly, Durag was so angry that he rushed to the door without thinking about it and began to slam on it with a "bang".

"Shaun, Shaun, Blue!" Durag shouted as he tapped, his voice visibly hoarse.

After a long time, a drunken man's muffled voice answered the door in the house, and before Durag could be complacent, the door in front of him was opened.

"Who?"

A smell of alcohol rushed out with the faces of the people leaning out of the door. Durag involuntarily took a small step back, and Ekor suddenly became the one in front of him. He sighed slightly.

"I guess you're Shaun, my name is Ekko, I'm from Elada, and this one next to me is my guide, Durag. Ekor replied.

He watched quietly at the man in front of him, who was missing half of his leg, amputated above his knee, and tied with a stick underneath it. He swayed back and forth, but one hand was holding on to a wine bottle, and even the joints were pinched until they turned white.

"A little white face from a foreign country...... What are you doing here?"