Chapter 1160 1142. Learn to get along
"Today, when protecting caravans, we face more Scoia'tael attacks than monsters. People post notices to destroy more Scoia'tael strongholds than monster lairs."
After being dissatisfied with Lambert and scolding each other as usual, Berengar looked as if nothing had happened and gave a serious explanation to Lan En's question.
"You also know that normal demon hunters tend to uphold 'neutrality'. We do not mix in hatred between the country and the family, and we do not mix in racial conflicts. We only kill monsters without intelligence. Because that way there is nothing involved, There’s no trouble.”
Berengar said as he asked Tur Butcher to sit down, and also found a bench from the corner for Fergus and Yuna.
"Lambert is not averse to killing. In fact, he had some fun when he killed the highwayman. But it was a passive and accidental response. In terms of psychological issues, it is completely different from the current situation of the Scoia'tael."
"If he takes on another mission, he will come to kill elves, half-elves, and dwarves."
When talking about dwarves, Berengar looked at Tur with apologies. Master Butcher, the dwarf grandmaster pursed his lips and shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to pay attention.
“Greetings to you, Grand Duke Lan En.”
The dwarf forging master who once repaired Lan En’s first armor first spoke seriously to Zheng holding a workshop to run The recorded young witcher said hello.
After getting his response, he sat on the chair opposite Berengar.
“Don’t be so polite, Master.”
Looking through the records at a glance, and all of them were recorded by Mentos for inspection and analysis of the running records, Lan En reinserted the file In its original position in the cabinet.
He turned around and said to the dwarf master and his two friends with a smile.
Fagus and Yuna, who were standing behind the master, did not look nervous when facing him. After all, he had played Gwent with them before he left last time.
By the way, I won a special edition leader card of Foltest from Fergus.
But for Tull Butcher, he has not had contact with Lan En for a long time.
He only knew that this was the owner of a demon hunter armor that he had repaired, and that this man had made a big name and made a lot of achievements in just a few years. things.
"A duke without a fief can't even compare to a baron, can he?"
Lan joked, but Tur Butcher curled his lips slightly.
Normally, the role of 'a duke without a fief' would not exist at all.
Why wear a high hat if you don’t have the strength?
And if it is just a false position and a false title given by the king to the ministers around him, that is unlikely.
Because those grand dukes who really have great strength and influence will feel that this is an insult to them by the king.
But Lan En’s experience is obviously not an ‘ordinary situation’.
Which duke came to power after first defeating an unprecedented battle involving more than 100,000 people?
You are not a duke and do not have the strength of a duke. Why do you get involved in such a big battle?
Are you and the ordinary Duke the same thing? Can we talk together?
Furthermore, Tull Butcher didn’t have much dealings with Lan, so he couldn’t figure out his temper at all, so he still chose a cautious approach when getting along with him.
Until Lan En walked behind Berengar's seat, he stood against the wall with his arms folded, showing a 'you guys talk' attitude.
Only then did the bald and bearded dwarf master turn his attention to the old demon hunter.
“Ahem.”
Under the already grey, lush beard, Tur Butcher cleared his throat and spoke seriously.
"On behalf of the majority of the non-human race blacksmiths in this Valyrian steel workshop, I am here to meet and discuss with you, Berengar Technical Director."
Speaking of position, representative The formality of the meeting.
Tull Butcher wanted this to be more than a dispensable conversation in private, between colleagues.
So Berengar, who was still leaning on the table with his elbows and frowning, also raised his eyes, straightened up and sat down.
“Okay, talk. Oh, I’ve been fucking talking these past few months!”
“Come on, what do you want to say?”
Berengar spread his hands.
"In the past few months, humans have come to me and told me that non-human races cannot be trusted, and non-human races say that they don't feel safe now. I really don't know how I, a demon hunter, can now become one of my own on both sides. '?"
"We do feel unsafe, Berengar"
The dwarf master stretched out his hand to straighten his lush beard.
"But this has nothing to do with you, but because of the overall social atmosphere. Now for some reason. Oh, okay. No need to beat around the bush, it's because of the Scoia'tael."
Dwarf The Grandmaster sighed.
"The Scoia'tael attack humans. If humans can't catch the Scoia'tael, they will retaliate against the inhuman races in the city, so the situation becomes more and more intense."
"Of course we will feel unsafe. When I came home from work yesterday, there were A few humans were following me with ill intentions. I flashed the ax on my belt, and then they turned around and ran away."
"They also said: You dwarves will vomit sooner or later. Come out and steal money and jobs from humans.”
The dwarf master sneered, tilted his head and spat out disdainfully. "Bah! I won my job by relying on hard work, talent and skills honed over time! It has nothing to do with those human gangsters who are street gangsters!"
"But."
Tul Butcher was disdainful at first, but at the end he became serious.
“But most of us still hope to work here, Berengar.”
Although the old demon hunter was impatient, he still listened carefully. Nod from time to time.
“It’s not because the wages here are so generous. We are all skilled craftsmen, and most of us have experience in opening a shop ourselves.”
The dwarf pointed his fingers at the old demon hunter and listed their advantages.
“We are still craftsmen who have been working with this new type of steel since the beginning of Valyrian steel. No one in the world has more experience than us.”
“We are casual. Find another place to start work. People in those places will buy Valyrian steel billets and they will probably make less money no matter what."
"But we still feel that we will. We must stay and work."
"Why?" Lan En asked behind Berengar with his arms folded. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because we must learn to get along with humans, Grand Duke." Tur Butcher looked up at the young demon hunter expressionlessly.
"We had no choice. I knew what was going on a hundred years ago, so I left Mahakam and came to the human world to open a shop."
"I must let you see with your own eyes that we are no different from you. We don't have to be wary of each other as if we were enemies. We don't have to kill each other to live in peace."
"I have always been committed to For this reason, I and others I represent believe that there is a need for a platform where all races can work and there is no discrimination between them.”
“We. I need this platform to show and prove, just like I found a human woman in the store.”
"Although humans are most likely not as talented as dwarves in blacksmithing, and few women can endure furnace fire and high-temperature steel. But I still hired her, even if it is just as a helper doing chores."
Speaking, Tur Butcher pointed at Fergus and Yuna behind him.
Lan, Fergus, and Yuna looked at each other for a while. When the dwarf master mentioned his stereotype of human women, Yuna curled her lips in disapproval.
It can be seen that she has a disdainful attitude towards this stereotype.
But under the current situation, Master Tull Butcher's performance can be regarded as a rare sobriety and progress.
He is a person who considers the future of his race from a practical perspective and wants to promote harmonious coexistence between races.
"You don't have to worry about what is available and what is not."
Berengar nodded after Tur Butcher finished speaking, saying that he had always known it.
“Just work hard when you work here, don’t worry about other things. You also saw it today, among those three bitches, two are humans and one is a dwarf.”
“This The place not only treats everyone equally, but I also treat everyone who wants to cause trouble the same.”
At this point, Tur Butcher's statement on behalf of most of the non-human race blacksmiths in the workshop is in place.
The rest of them couldn't do anything, so after nodding to Berengar and Lan En again, the dwarf master took Fergus and Yuna out.
After they walked out, Lan En came to where the dwarf master was sitting just now, sat down, and looked at the big-headed Berengar with interest.
“This doesn’t seem to be your job, mediating conflicts among employees.”
“Yes.” Berengar sighed tiredly and upset, “I’m just a technician. Supervisor, in charge of technology. This kind of thing has nothing to do with me.”
"But who allowed my technology and my force to suppress them? Although the supervisors sent by Aretuza are powerful, these blacksmiths don't look down on them."
Berengar was in Wa When the Leilian Steel business started, he joined as a technical director.
The specific management of the workshop and production is a dedicated person sent by Aretusa, who is equivalent to a professional manager.
But I didn’t expect that under the current circumstances, Berengar, a demon hunter who was once despised, rejected, and accepted by both humans and non-humans, would suddenly become a demon hunter with both sides taking revenge on him. For reasons of trust.
Position is more important than ability most of the time.
Therefore, although Belengar's management ability is completely inferior to the professional managers sent by Aretuza, he can be considered by both parties as not being biased towards the other party, and only then are they willing to let him mediate.
The professional manager is afraid to show his face now.
"I will issue an entrustment to Lambert in the name of the college, asking him to be responsible for maintaining security along the roadside of the workshop during the hours when the workshop is finished and when it is started."
Lan to Bay. Lengar said.
"No sword, no killing. Use fists, at most a stick. He is also a demon hunter, and has the same positional advantage as you in this matter."
(End of this chapter)