readx; In the world of Rigar, humans are excluded from the scope of "subhumans", which is "subhuman" as the name suggests, and are recognized as an independent civilized race. There are a total of four races: orcs, elves, dwarves and gnomes.
Among the four races, the conflict between orcs and humans is the most intense. In their view, the social structure is relatively primitive and similar to that of the grassland people. Most humans are cowards and villains who are good at conspiracy. From the perspective of humans, these guys with animal characteristics, who have an average height of 1.9 meters and are at least three to four times stronger than human warriors at the same weight, are the epitome of muscles and not brains.
In any case, due to their similar living territories, a large number of Lamanite countries in the west, including Rumanato, located in the southern range of the Tambur Mountains, are less numerous and equipped than humans, but have stronger individual combat effectiveness. Racial conflicts are an inevitable occurrence almost every day. The struggle between the orcs who established villages along the river in the fertile land at the junction of grasslands and forests and the various Laman kingdoms is even considered by some historians to be the main reason for the rise of the Otolo Empire.
The short Lamanites cannot evenly compete with the orcs. The only people in human society who can catch up with these guys in terms of average height are the Roan, Otoro and the northern peoples. The Lamanites rely too much on the Otoro for the near and not the far. The result of human beings is that they have grown stronger, and because they are caught in the quagmire of successive conflicts with the orcs, even the Rumana Torahman Empire, known as the "Paderosi of the West", can only watch each other helplessly. Rise——
Returning to the original point, except for the orcs who communicate with humans through weapons and claws. Among the remaining three major races, the elves have the longest history of exchanges with humans - perhaps due to their long lives, in many human memories they looked like this a thousand years ago, and This is still the case a thousand years later.
The ones with the longest history are the elves, but these fair-skinned, pointy-eared people with weak temperaments are not enthusiastic about anything human. Therefore, in comparison, the dwarves, who only started to have some contact with each other hundreds of years ago, are more like ordinary people. well known.
Dwarves, as well as another race called dwarfs by humans who are only half the height of humans and elves, are skilled craftsmen. The former are good at smelting and building cities, while the latter are famous for their various exquisite ornaments and excellent large sailing ships.
The names of these four major races are all given by humans. Of course, dwarfs do not call themselves dwarfs. The words used to describe themselves in their language directly copy the syllables into the common language and read "Atilias" - - means "skilled craftsman" and "extremely intelligent" - it can be said that based on this immodest character alone, they are indeed worthy of being ranked first among the five major civilized races alongside the elves.
Human beings' names for foreign races, whether they are dwarves or dwarfs, are all contemptuous. In fact, these two titles were used together in the past, because most humans could not distinguish between these two equally short races. The difference between them - the men are not bad, but the petite and cute appearance of the female dwarves looks very similar to the dwarfs.
Most people today have a better way of judging, even though dwarfs are rarely sighted in human society.
Through a series of studies, historians have come up with the answer that some people have already known. Humans are closer to dwarves, while elves are closer to dwarves. Through this, you only need to observe their ears and You can mostly tell it by looking at it.
I talked about a lot about the relationship between humans and other races in general. In fact, the relationship between other races has always been complicated. Take the relationship between dwarves and elves as an example. The discord between these two races Even the most ordinary human farmer has heard of it.
But what few people know is that the discord between them is not because the gap between the two races is too large. On the contrary, the conflict between dwarves and elves is often caused by the biggest common point that both sides have - — Stubbornness — at work.
The conflict between dwarves and elves is not a matter of national hatred or conflict of interest. There is a huge gap between the two races in terms of where they live and their needs. The reason why they will quarrel whenever they meet is that it will cause the entire human race to quarrel. Society has this impression of them, and the most important reason is the same arrogant and stubborn nostril attitude combined with the completely opposite way of thinking.
——Henry held his forehead and sighed. Mira stood beside him and looked up at her teacher's side face, somewhat unsure of the current situation.
The group of them is now in the dwarf blacksmith's iron shop built at the intersection of the road. The people who were watching before saw that they could no longer watch the fun and had dispersed to do their own things, so the only one who stayed here was Only two humans, including Henry and Mira, watched a dwarf and an elf continue to quarrel in a language they could not understand.
——There are several lingua franca in the human world. The language on the west coast is limited to a small area. The common lingua franca in the larger area including the west, east and south is the older Lamanite language. The low-culture Thoradin people have been exporting mercenaries to this area for many years, and they have developed a mixed language composed of Thoradin's local dialect, West Coast lingua franca, and Lamani. This language has weird pronunciation and basically no grammar. People who speak can tell where they come from just by looking at them.
But the language spoken between elves and dwarves does not belong to any of the above.
What they are talking about is New Ancient Language, a magical language - it is usually called "Wizard Language" in human society, but in fact it is not only wizards, but also for elemental magicians and even some scholars. It is also a language that must be learned. A few merchants and nobles also do it, because this language can almost be regarded as the true "Lingal language" - all other races use it to communicate with each other.
——How exactly all this happened, Mira couldn’t figure out.
The only thing she knew was that the two of them had been arguing for a long time in a language she didn't understand. As a result, they had no way to go to the second-hand bookstore to sell the books, and then her teacher stopped talking in the same way. After saying something in the language, the two men looked over, and then they were dragged into the blacksmith shop, where they continued to quarrel.
"..." Mira was not familiar with the elf or the dwarf, and she didn't understand the language, so her questioning eyes naturally returned to Henry - the sage showed a helpless look, for some reason Mira suddenly felt that it was like an elder watching a child quarreling - even though she had never seen such a look before.
"To give you a simple summary, they both felt that they were right, and then they couldn't convince each other. They argued about one topic without an end, and then they both realized that if this continued, it would cause trouble for others, but they didn't Method, and then I spoke at this time, and they brought me to be the 'referee'..." Henry said this, and Mira rolled her eyes at him: "So you only spoke because you knew."
"But if I don't speak, they can stand there and argue all day long, little Mira." Henry shrugged, and Mira turned her head to look at the two people on the other side, sighing with a helpless expression herself. Take a breath.
"Various books describe highly developed elves and dwarves who are skilled craftsmen, but they are so childish..." She sighed, and then suddenly noticed that the quarrel in front of her had stopped, and Mira raised her little hand in confusion. Face noticed that both of them were looking at her, and the girl immediately realized something, so she turned her head and looked at Henry again.
The sage nodded, then shrugged, with a smirk on his face: "After all, they are living in human society. Just because they don't speak human language when they quarrel doesn't mean they don't understand. I'll leave it to you." He obviously planned to leave it to you. Henry, who had thrown the question to her, turned around and ran behind, pretending to sort out the books and other supplies for sale, while the elves in rich clothes and the dwarves in work clothes just walked over and stood in front of Mira. ——
The young elf woman is not very tall, and the dwarves are even less so. Therefore, from bottom to top, there are cold eyes full of questioning, which are cast directly on the girl, making her feel She felt a little guilty - but Mira then thought about it, no, she was on the right side, why should she be frightened by them instead.
She stared back with her bright eyes wide, and the three of them stared at each other for a long time, until the young elf woman finally took the initiative to take a breath and relax.
The image created by the beautifying descriptions of elves in the books that Henry bought her in the few words about foreign races finally showed some of it at this moment. The beautiful face matched the sighs of this life, and her behavior was shabby. The generosity is worse than that of many human ladies - as if she realized that she was indeed in the wrong, the elf woman took a step back, and then nodded slightly, as if she was apologizing to Mira.
It is obviously not in line with her personality to open her mouth to say sorry or something like that, but being able to have the self-awareness to take a step back instead of holding on really proves the fact that the other party is superior - Mira looked at the dwarf on the right again, and the other party He scratched his messy beard cheek, feeling a little embarrassed on his dark face.
"I'm sorry, little human girl, I shouldn't have glared at you." He obviously knew that Mira couldn't understand Xingu, so he said this in quite fluent Laman language - Mira didn't really understand Laman. Mandarin, but there are many common words in Shivariya, another language she learned in the process of learning book knowledge, so she can barely understand the content of this sentence.
"Pa—" Behind him, Henry seemed to have finished sorting out the two backpacks that had been removed from the horse. He stood up again and walked towards this side.
"So, can you speak in the language of the West Coast or at least Sivaliya, because she can't understand the others." The sage said this in fluent Xinguo. The dwarf glanced at him up and down, and behind him The elf held his arms and remained silent.
"Okay." He replied, and then stretched out his hand to the two of them: "I'm Mike, and this is Agatha——"
Mira and Henry shook hands with the dwarf one after another, while the elf behind him continued to hold his arms and just nodded towards them. Mike, whose hair and beard were messy and whose face was covered with traces of coal, then began to tell the story of the origin of all this - it turned out that he and Agatha did not actually quarrel when they suddenly met. As a dwarf craftsman, Mike used all kinds of materials. Nature also has needs. Being better than a human blacksmith, he can forge not only ordinary weapons but also magic weapons. As a race recognized as good at magic, Agatha, who was born as an elf, naturally became the source of some of his magic materials.
In other words, the two are not rivals. On the contrary, they are the cooperation between suppliers and craftsmen, as well as the close relationship of private friends. When hearing this part, Mira turned her head and looked at Henry and then at that person. Elves, obviously with the cold temperament of the elves, the only people they can quarrel with are friends and the like - this may be the reason why the sage dumped the problem on her and did not speak rashly before, after all, Mira With her petite girlish appearance, the two of them could not express their anger at her, but that was not necessarily the case for Henry.
Returning to the original point, the dwarf Mike continued: "This time we quarreled because a hunting mercenary gave us an order, hoping to make a weapon with a fire spell etched with fire crystals that can make attacks. A weapon that ignites a blazing fire."
"My idea was to make a giant sword, and Agatha... she usually does the magic part, and she refused to do it this time so-" "That's not my problem Mike Stone , you didn’t explain it at all when you asked me to bring the magic stone. The surface processing area of a big sword is completely different from that of a small sword. With such a small cost, the effect of spreading the magic will be too weak."
This question seemed to touch Agatha's back again. She shouted to Mike from behind. Henry and Mira seemed to not exist in her eyes. The elf woman continued to go her own way and shouted in Xingu dialect. Dao——Henry had to whisper it to Mira so that she could have some understanding of the situation.
"However, what this customer requires is not how effective the magic is. What he needs is a giant sword of flame magic for hunting..." The bearded dwarf turned his head and tried to explain again, while the elf woman turned around and asked. He had an expression on his face that said, "I won't listen, I won't listen."
"Damn it, when will you get rid of your willfulness! Customers need to customize it like that, don't do it according to your own wishes!" The hot-tempered dwarf is obviously not a calm master. He cursed in the first half of the sentence. After that, it was still Common Language and then switched back to Xingu Language. A new round of quarrel started again. Henry winked at Mira and wanted her to take this opportunity to slip away together. The white-haired Luoan girl clicked He nodded, but the next second the two people who were quarreling switched back to the common language again. The direction the voice was pointing towards was obviously them——
"Well said! Since you think you have the ability to open a shop by yourself without me. Then let's divide it for a period of time, and you will do a few and I will do a few too and see who does the best. The evaluation will be done by the person over there. The little brother and the little girl will do it——"
The dwarf said, and the elf girl threw a few words without looking back, threw the door open and strode out: "Huh, let's see."
She walked away, and Henry, who was in trouble again, sighed helplessly: "Well..." He was about to speak, but Mike picked up a long cigarette holder from the table next to him and didn't even look at it. Bian interrupted him: "Don't say that you are incapable of judging magic weapons and the like. There are not many people who understand Xingu language, and they are carrying such a big sword that is obviously not something ordinary people can possess."
"There is also that magic wave. Brother, your identity is not simple..." Mike used his dirty fingers to stuff a lot of shredded tobacco into the cigarette holder, then put it from a tie stick into the stove and lit it, and it burned. Then he waved his hand to let the tobacco go out, then took a deep breath, and then sighed after spitting it out.
"I've known her since she was a little girl, and we've been friends for two to three hundred years now. I'm not saying I hate her, I love this child, but her temperament and pride are just like those of other elves. Never allow others to deny you, always follow your own way if you are willful."
"She is one of the more open-minded among the die-hards, and she also wants to get in touch with humans, so she followed me out to make some things. However, this temper has frustrated her everywhere, so she hasn't been able to make a name for herself yet."
"If she really wants to prove that she has progressed enough to be able to break away from my old bones, forget it, but she is not. She just wants to prove that she has always been perfect. How can she do good things with such a temper? …”
"Although the life span of dwarves is longer than that of humans, they are only about 400 years old. Compared with elves, it is not enough after all. After I leave, who will take care of this awkward and hard-to-talk guy..."
Circles of smoke rings were spit out along with some words. Mira and Henry looked at each other without speaking. (To be continued.)
