Chapter 1160 1142. Learn to get along


    “Today, protecting caravans faces far more Scoia’tael attacks than monsters. People have put up notices to destroy more Scoia’tael strongholds than monster lairs.”


    ?After Lambert and Lambert disliked each other and exchanged insults 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 will be no involvement and 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 fun when he killed the highwaymen. 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 another mission, he will come to kill elves, half-elves, and dwarves.”


    ??When talking about the dwarves, Berengar looked at Master Tull Butcher apologetically. The dwarf master pursed his lips and shook his head, indicating that he didn''t need to pay attention.


    “Greetings to you, Grand Duke Lan En.”


    ??This dwarf forging master who once repaired Lan En''s first armor first said hello seriously to the young demon hunter who was holding a workshop operation record.


    After getting his response, he sat on the chair opposite Berengar.


    “Don’t be so polite, Master.”


    ? Flipping through the records at a glance, and all the running records recorded by Mentos for inspection and analysis, Lan reinserted them back into their original positions in the filing 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.


    ?Hand by the way, I won a special edition leader card of Foltest from Fergus.


    But for Tull Butcher, he had not had contact with Lan 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 great name and done great things in just a few years.


    “A duke without a fief is not even comparable to a baron, is he?”


    ?Lane was joking, but Tull Butcher curled his lips slightly.


    Normally speaking, the role of ‘a duke without a fief’ would not exist at all.


    Why should you wear a high hat if you have no strength?


    ??And if it is just a false title and a false title given by the king to the ministers around him, that is unlikely.


    Because those princes 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 great 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 the same thing as an ordinary Duke? Can we talk together?


    ??Moreover, Tull Butcher didn''t have much dealings with Lan, and 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 leaning against the wall with his arms folded, showing a "you guys talk" attitude.


    ??The bald and bearded dwarf master turned his attention to the old demon hunter again.


    “Ahem.”


    ??Under the already grey, lush beard, Tur Butcher cleared his throat and spoke seriously.


    “On behalf of the majority of the non-human blacksmiths in this Valyrian steel workshop, I am here to meet and discuss with you, Berengar Technical Director.”


    Speaking of the position, it represents the formality of the meeting.


    ? Tur 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 **** 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 it has nothing to do with you, it’s because of the overall social atmosphere. Now for some reason. Well, okay. No need to beat around the bush, it’s because of the Scoia’tael.”


    The dwarf master sighed.


    “The Scoia''tael attacked humans. If humans could not catch the Scoia''tael, they retaliated against the inhuman races in the city, and the situation intensified."


    "Of course we will feel unsafe. When I came home from work yesterday, a few humans followed me with malicious intentions. I flashed the ax on my belt, and they turned around and ran away."


    “What else is coming out of your mouth: Sooner or later you dwarves will spit out the money and jobs you stole from humans.”


    ??The dwarf master sneered, tilted his head and spat 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 work as street gangsters!"


    "but."


    ?Tul Butcher was disdainful at first, but at the end he became serious.


    “But most of us still want to work here, Berengar.”


    ??Although the old witcher sounded impatient, he still listened carefully and nodded from time to time.


    “It’s not because the wages here are so good. We are all skilled craftsmen, and most of us have experience in opening a shop.”


    The dwarf pointed his fingers at the old witcher and listed their advantages.


    “We are craftsmen who have been working with Valyrian steel since its inception, and no one in the world has more experience than us.”


    “Let’s just find other places to start work. People in those places bought Valyrian steel billets and most likely asked us to process them. No matter what, they will earn no less.”


    “But we still feel that we have to stay and work.”


    “Why?” Behind Berengar, Lan En, with his arms crossed, asked. "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 this. 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 need this platform to show and prove, just like I have a human female 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’s just as a helper doing odd jobs.”


    Speaking, Tur Butcher pointed at Fergus and Yuna behind him.


    Lan En, Fergus and Yuna looked at each other for a moment. When the dwarf master mentioned his stereotype of human women, Yuna curled her lips in disapproval.


    It is obvious 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 realistic perspective and wants to promote harmonious coexistence between races.


    “You don’t have to worry about what you have and what you don’t have.”


    ?Berengar nodded after Tull Butcher finished speaking, saying that he had always known it.


    “When you work here, work hard and don’t worry about other things. You also saw today that among those three bitches, two are humans and one is a dwarf.”


    “This place not only treats everyone equally, but I also treat everyone equally if they want to cause trouble.”


    ?Speaking of this, Tur Butcher’s statement on behalf of most of the non-human race blacksmiths in the workshop is adequate.


    They couldn''t do anything else, so after nodding to Berengar and Lan 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.”


    "Yeah." Berengar sighed tiredly and upset, "I am just a technical director, in charge of technology. This kind of thing has nothing to do with me."


    "But who can let my technology and my force suppress them? Although the supervisor sent by Aretuza is powerful, these blacksmiths don''t look down on them."


    ?Berengar joined the Valyrian Steel business as a technical director when it started.


    ?The people who specifically manage the workshop and production are the people sent by Aretusa, who are equivalent to professional managers.


    But unexpectedly, under the current circumstances, Berengar, a demon hunter who was once despised and ostracized, and was not accepted by humans or non-humans, suddenly became the reason why both parties trusted him.


    Position is more important than ability most of the time.


    ??So although Belengar''s management ability is completely inferior to the professional managers sent by Aretuza, he can be regarded by both sides as not being biased towards the other side, so they are 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 off and on.”


    Lan said to Berengar.


    "Not using a sword, nor killing people. Use fists, or at most a stick. He is also a demon hunter, and he has the same position advantage as you in this matter."


    (End of this chapter)