Fisher's carriage followed the plausibly well-equipped group of soldiers ahead, and several of his own soldiers next to their captain held the shivering goblin children, caught in the middle by the soldiers in front and behind.

He took a closer look at the soldiers' attire and weaponry, not only the soldiers' guns were the latest rifles from the Nalitucci Armed Company, but also military mortars, and Fisher caught a glimpse of the magical belt worn by Chief Harry.

This equipment configuration is said to be the pro-army of King Saint-Nari Fisher.

If the city of Philon can equip the army with this kind of equipment, there are two possibilities. Either the lord of the city, Philoon, has a royal line, indicating that there is a powerful figure standing behind him.

Or, he's rich.

Fisher prefers the latter, because the "Southern Continent Protection Treaty" reached by Nari, Schwally and Kado a few years ago has clearly stipulated that officials are not allowed to enter the southern continent. Because on the surface, the three kingdoms all have a high-sounding protective attitude towards the Southern Continent, and now these people who have entered the Southern Continent are just friendly merchants who have come to "support" the locals.

If Filone had Nari's official line, it would be impossible for Schwali and Kado to be unaware of such a clear performance.

Fisher withdrew his gaze from the soldiers in front of him, and turned to Lafael, who was sitting beside him and looked silently at the field next to him.

She hadn't said a word since she came up, and Fisher guessed that she wasn't sulking at herself.

It's just, angry with those human beings.

Since the last time she was in Kerken City, she has restrained a lot, and her thinking is no longer so straight, but there are inevitably shadows of childishness, such as this time.

The crimson dragon queen?

That's a distant future.

"We agreed before that you wouldn't be allowed to shoot at other humans until the game of killing me was over. This is the last time you will be indulged in this, and the next time you do this, don't blame me for being unkind. ”

“... Is that what you want me to kill you? Is this time going to be counted as an assassination and then punish me? ”

Rafael turned to look at Fisher, his blue pupils shrinking into a line.

"The reason why you didn't receive punishment is because I appreciate your courage in protecting children of other races, but I'm also angry because you still don't keep a cool head, and you only act impulsively, causing me and you in trouble."

“..... My bad, I shouldn't have been. ”

She turned her head again, this time much quieter.

Rafael was not stupid, she knew that she was acting impulsively, but the anger burning in her heart was like steam in a steam engine, forcing her to make irrational impulses.

"Tell me about the goblin race, in the Western Continent, goblins are the face of demons, and they are not a good existence in various stories. But this is the first time I've seen a live goblin. ”

Goblins are their own race name, not human, and have seen them when the first frontier ship of the Western Continent arrived here decades ago. The accompanying novelist wrote them into his own stories, describing them as demons who suck the blood of maidens and rob humanity.

In the Western Continent, he had seen many goblin specimens, all of which had been hunted back by humans.

This time he was not very angry with Rafael, so Fisher took the initiative to ease the atmosphere.

Rafael didn't look back, but waited for a long time before she spoke calmly,

"Goblins, which means goblins, just like to live in natural caves, and are very friendly creatures. You may not believe it, but what they do best is weaving, they take care of the leather of the animals in the wild, they make a lot of crafts. ”

"So..."

The terrible creatures in the human narrative are very different from Rafael's descriptions.

"As a gift for my eighteenth birthday, the Goblin Elder of the Sartre tribe next to me gave me a necklace made of shells, which he said was dug up in the stone, the remains of ancient creatures."

"That's a fossil."

Fisher added a noun in Nari.

"But they... Really, really, really, really, really... All are very kind, very peace-loving races. In the long history of this continent, there has never been a dispute, and even the humans who live here like to trade with them. ”

"I just don't understand, what sin did they commit to keep such a young child from staying? Are humans beasts that drink blood? Even if they can't understand the language of goblins, can't they stop begging for mercy or crying like that? ”

Rafael stopped crying this time, and so far her words were calm, but with questions in them, as if she wanted Fisher to bring her answers.

Fisher lit a cigarette and had a myriad of answers in his head.

He can say a lot of good things for mankind, for example, there are many good people among us, many good people, not all of them; You can also skip this topic and let this sadness hide in the bottom of her heart.

It's better than telling him what humans really think, isn't it?

Because humans simply don't care.

Goblins or others, because they are weak and primitive, they will be plundered and invaded, taking everything from them.

Heh, isn't this just the right thing to raise the dragon queen who exterminated humans?

Fisher sneered, and the next moment he raised a finger at Rafael,

"Rafael, the sin of the subhumans is only in weakness..."

Rafael looked back at him suddenly, her turquoise pupils shrunk into a thin line, as terrifying as the dragon that had slaughtered the city in legend.

But Fisher still didn't change his face,

"Weak enough that humans don't care about your life at all, and such a weak life can't reach their ears even if they roar with all their might; Compassion and compassion are powerful choices, and because they are choices, it is foolish to pin all one's hopes on the subjective choices of human beings. ”

The sound of horses' hooves sounded all around, and on the carriage surrounded by human troops, Fisher spoke to Rafael without changing his face.

Her breathing was slow, just staring at Fisher in front of her.

"So, you have to be strong enough, strong enough not to make any mistakes, not to be impulsive, not to be weak, not to hesitate, not to be proud. Instead of acting on the whims of a child like a child now, without thinking about the consequences. ”

"Only in this way can you be strong that you have the room to break free from human choices and have the opportunity to resist them... So, go for it, Rafael. ”

"You're a human being, you're actually teaching me this.."

Rafael said this, and then turned to look at the field, not letting Fisher see her expression.

"These are simple and easy to understand, even if I don't say it, after seeing more subhumans die, sooner or later you will understand, I just told you in advance, so that next time you don't die because of impulse."

"And, at your current level, the chances of beating me are still slim."

This time, Rafael didn't bother with his mouth, but just emphasized,

"Heh, I'm already preparing to devise a strategy to defeat you, and you'll remember today's words when the time comes."

"I'll see."

Rafael's tail wagged, and it was a long time after the conversation was over that she moved a little closer in the direction of Fisher