Chapter 542 199. Annan is fearless
The cause was a conflict between the orc workers at the port and a group of crew members. The result was that the crew members cursed and the orcs got a kick out of it.
Francois reports that there are no monsters. The crew made rude remarks, mocking the orcs for doing menial work.
“I remember there is a law about insult in the Free City Code?”
“Yeah, but Garr did it in front of the guards.”
Annan sighed: "Where are they?"
"Both sides have captured the dungeon."
"Let's go there."
And Francois Arriving at the prison, Annan saw both sides of the fight: the orcs and workers, as well as the bruised and bruised crew members.
Yes. When the orcs and the crew started fighting, some of the workers also rushed forward.
"Who do you belong to?"
Annan first asked the leader of the crew, a brown-bearded man wearing a captain's hat. After Annan appeared, he bowed his back and said flatteringly: "Master Annan, this time the responsibility is all ours..."
"This is Free City, please allow me to punish according to the "Free City Code" They." Annan interrupted gently but unquestioningly.
“Of course.” Captain Brownbeard stepped away calmly.
"You insulted the port workers." Annan first looked at the badly beaten crew members.
"My lord..."
They were not as domineering as they were at the port.
Annan looked at the unhappy workers again: "You insisted on taking action after the guards arrived."
"Mumbling..."
Humans dare not speak. Garr muttered something in Orcish.
"I can understand your mood, do you think you are innocent?" Annan's eyes swept over the faces of the crew and workers: "You think you just cursed a few words... You think you should fight back after being scolded... ..."
"But you have violated the "Free City Code". According to the law, you must perform unpaid labor for the corresponding working hours. "
"No..."
The prisoners were listless, and Captain Brownbeard shook his head, but the orc still looked unyielding.
Annan remembered that orcs are not human beings, and it is not enough to master the common language.
"Gall, gather your people, I have something to announce to you."
The orc leader Garr, who was expressing his "grievance", suddenly widened his eyes.
As the tribal leader of "Wandoujia", Gal is smarter than his tribe... about the same as Martin.
It smelled the smell of expulsion in Annan's words... Orcs will never be slaves, but they are responsible for food and housing here!
"Lord Annan, we were wrong!"
"Master Annan, you don't know how unpleasant what they say is, even we can't listen to it..." the human workers also said one after another.
Annan was very pleased with the workers' intercessory attitude, which showed that they were truly beginning to integrate.
"Drive them away? When should I drive them away?" Annan said deliberately, looking at Gal, "I'm just going to let you go to school."
"Go to school?"
Click——
When Evelin appeared holding the magic stone, an onomatopoeia suddenly appeared in Annan's mind.
"Is this considered news?" he couldn't help but ask.
"It's just right to put it in the 'daily news' to show the fairness of Liberty City."
"Whatever you want."
Annan doesn't care. Because just now he had an idea: The nun left because she wanted to help more children, so what about letting her take a look at the school?
…Cathy raised her head. The orc was too tall, like a wall. Cathy had to raise her head high to see the mud head in the clouds.
"What are you looking at, short guy." Gal, who was crowded in front of the desk, lowered his head.
“Look at the big guy.” Cathy raised her head in disbelief.
Orcs are all reckless and irritable, but they will not lose their temper with cubs that are not yet mature.
It's just that the cub has a good status and a good temper. "Can you do arithmetic? You can't even hold a pen." Cathy made a puffing sound.
Garr said in a muffled voice: "I am the most talented orc in the Timberwolf tribe!"
"Then let me ask you! How much does one plus one equal!"
" What is one plus one? ”
“That’s how many orcs are one orc plus one orc? ”
Gal stretched out his hands, which were almost as big as Cathy's small table: "One plus one..."
"Do you have any friends?" Cathy asked Gal, who was clasping her fingers sympathetically.
“I am the most popular orc in the Timberwolf tribe!”
“Then you and your best friend stand together, how many orcs are you?”
Garr knows this!
Mira's strong body appeared in Gal's mind: "Three in the third year, four in the sixth year, five in the ninth year...Short, which year do you ask?"
… …
“Our school currently teaches more than a dozen subjects, from advanced magic classes and alchemy classes to ordinary tailoring classes and agriculture classes…”
Annan and the nuns Cathy, who was passing by outside the corridor and looking at the classroom in confusion, covered her ears.
“Everyone in Liberty City will study here, including the children.”
"It's not enough to support the children. They will grow up one day, and young people without any skills can only do those 'menial' jobs in the future and sell their youth."
"They have to grow up in the future." They waste their precious young years working as farmers, grooms, woodcutter, and apprentices, earning meager wages, and a slight change can destroy everything they have. But in school, they can jump in one year. After this rough journey, start from a higher and tougher starting point."
"Even if they leave Liberty City in the future, they can still rely on their own skills to survive..."
The nun nodded in agreement. She had never seen a lord who gave precious knowledge to civilians.
“There is a saying in my hometown: Giving a poor man a fish is worse than teaching him fishing skills.”
"That's right!"
In a trance, Annan seemed to hear Leila agreeing.
"You are a nun of the God of Justice and Bravery. I need your ability..." Annan ignored the strange noise and looked at the nun seriously: "You can help more people if you stay."
"I don't want to cause trouble for you." The nun's gentle light eyes looked at Annan: "The believers of the God of Justice are still hunting us..."
"Let them come ." Annan did not say such inflated words. Instead, he walked outside: "Please come to a place with me."
Annan came to the only church in Future Free City. The main body of the church is coming to an end, and the next step is to decorate and build the statue of the god.
"This is the Temple of the Free City"
His and the nun's footsteps echoed in the pale, empty hall.
"I am going to divide this place into two areas. The left side will be the current gods." Annan pointed to the right side of the temple: "And that side will be the home of the old gods, including the ones of justice and bravery. God."
The nun's dusty faith was touched by Annan's words: "...You will be entangled by those believers who have hunted gods and their gods."
"If anyone has any objections, let him come to me." Annan raised his head slightly, his black eyes shining with pride.
Annan has not seen the gods yet. Because there is no fear, there is no fear.
(End of this chapter)