Chapter 170 What do you mean, racial discrimination, right?

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The pressure that shocked the soul climbed up the trembling and weak bodies of the ministers and spread towards the heart.

The ministers looked blankly at the demihuman legion kneeling in front of them, and suddenly realized something.

Quentin was even more anxious. He pointed at the demihumans outside the hall and said hurriedly.

"Your Majesty! Take a look at this team."

"They are all demi-humans!"

The remaining ministers ignored the coldness that swept over their bodies and exchanged words with each other:

"Yes...that's a demi-human!"

"How can demi-humans enter the country? Even form an army!"

The ministers became more and more excited as they spoke, and their voices became louder and louder, completely ignoring Victor standing behind them.

It seems that as long as the sound is louder, louder.

It can reach the ears of the emperor.

The hearing of demi-humans is very sensitive, and the sounds of discussions in the hall were clearly transmitted to their ears.

He lowered his head, kept his breath, and just bit his lip lightly.

The fists on his chest were also slightly clenched.

They are not stupid, at this moment, they can clearly feel it.

When those humans looked at them from afar, their eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

It seems that they are just treated as savage beasts.

The emperor's body leaned back slightly, his back leaning tightly on the throne, staring at the noisy nobles, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Then, what do you think should be done?"

When the nobles heard the emperor asking for their opinions, they thought the emperor had relented.

They were a little happy, and even on the spur of the moment, their words became a little careless.

A nobleman took advantage of the opportunity and said hurriedly:

"In my opinion, Count Victor should be asked to disband this demihuman team and expel them from the country."

"The Empire should not allow these non-human races to enter."

"Ha...then don't allow me to come in."

Kokot yawned, sat on the clouds, pointed at himself, and said lightly.

"I'm not human anyway."

Hearing Kokot's words, the noble suddenly closed his mouth and was frightened into silence.

In the eyes of humans, there is actually no difference between elves and demi-humans.

Because they are not human.

However, elves are more noble than humans.

After all, Asians have no human rights and can be bullied as much as they want.

But the elves are different.

He didn't want to suffer any curse in the rest of his life.

At least for now, he doesn't want to be grudged by an elf.

Especially a powerful fourth-level elf queen.

Although the ministers did not dare to say anything disrespectful to Kokot, they still laughed and retorted:

"That's wrong, Councilman Yard. You are an elf, so naturally you are not comparable to a demi-human."

Kokot blinked and looked at the noble who spoke.

"What do you mean?"

"Elves are not humans, right?"

The man suddenly froze in place.

Isn’t it said that elves are all kind and friendly?

Could it be that this sentence does not apply to the Elf Queen?

"No...I...I didn't mean that..."

"Naya people are not human?"

"This, I..."

He was completely confused by Kokot's sophistry. He rubbed his hands tightly and kept thinking, but his slow brain could not come up with any meaningful rebuttal.

What do you want him to say?

If we admit that demi-humans are not human, then wouldn’t we just scold all the elves, including Kokot?

Although elves are indeed not humans!

The ministers opened their mouths, but no words came out.

"Finished? It's my turn to talk."

At this moment, Victor's cold eyes glanced at everyone.

The moment the sound sounded, they couldn't help but freeze on the spot.

"I remember that your families also bought a lot of demi-human slaves."

"It's no secret."

The nobles listened to Victor reveal the cruel fact naked in front of the emperor.

I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

According to the laws of the empire, demi-humans are prohibited from entering the country. At the same time, slave traders are prohibited from capturing demi-humans and entering the country illegally.

Although demihumans may appear on their own within the empire, the captors can also dispose of the captured demihumans at will.

Even if it means being a slave at home.

But……

If many nobles have some demi-human slaves in their homes.

So where do these demi-humans come from?

It's impossible for a group of demi-humans to deliberately enter the country and wait for humans to capture them, right?

As long as the emperor wants to investigate, he can naturally find clues about slave traders from them.

By that time, something was wrong.

Victor looked at the noble ministers with mockery, and the meaning revealed in his words was very simple.

Even if you can use demihuman slaves to work, why don't we, the Cravenas, be allowed to form a demihuman army?

As for the danger of demihumans?

Who dares to mention the danger in front of Victor?

"I understand what you want me to prove, okay."

Victor raised his hand and snapped his fingers in the air. As if receiving some order, all the demihumans stood up.

The cat and dog ears above their heads were shaking constantly.

They all stood on the spot, looking completely prepared.

Judging from the reaction of this demihuman team, its own discipline can even be compared with a regular army of the empire.

And on the thin-looking bodies of these demi-humans, there seems to be a sense of danger of hunting and a cruel coldness.

The noble ministers were completely confused when they saw this uniform team.

Although some of them don't know much about the empire's army.

But the demihuman team in front of them can make them feel clearly.

What is called professionalism?

At this moment, many people had self-doubt in their hearts.

Are they really Asians?

Demihumans, can they understand human commands?

No whip, no food, just a snap of your fingers?

Immediately afterwards, Victor slowly walked to Quentin's side.

A hand gently patted his shoulder.

Feeling the heavy feeling on his shoulders, Quentin trembled all over.

He couldn't help but slowly turned his head and looked at Victor with great fear.

"Mr. Quentin, as the director of the Monster Management Bureau, you should know better than me."

"Monsters are also intelligent."

Victor's plain voice sounded in his ears.

This is true. The Monster Management Bureau will capture those rare monsters that can cause riots and properly contain those monsters.

Among the captured monsters, there are many monster races that have some wisdom and do not rely entirely on instinct.

"Then why do you think that demi-humans don't have wisdom?"

"Just because you regard them as wild beasts?"

The cold voice penetrated into Quentin's ears, as if it penetrated deep into his bones.

He couldn't help shaking, his voice was a little weak, and he couldn't help but stare at the demi-humans.

The demihumans felt Quentin's gaze and still stood there solemnly, looking straight ahead without moving.

This is clearly an elite team that can completely obey orders!

At this moment, the big hand on his shoulder slowly took it down.

Only then did Quentin feel that the oppressive feeling that had brought him to the verge of death gradually dissipated.

Victor walked up to him, his back facing Quentin.

"I hope you can understand one thing, I am their master."

"It's not your turn to point fingers."

The moment he finished speaking, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the crow on his shoulder.

The next moment, a pair of huge and dark wings suddenly sprouted from Victor's back.

Red light flowed between the feathers, and patches of black were scattered in the air.

The wings flapped slightly in mid-air, as if they were trying to drive away all the people.

The ministers looked at Victor's pair of wings that burst out, as if they were aware of something terrifying, and were so frightened that they all shrank back into the hall.

Characteristics of demihumans? No!

That is clearly something that only magic can do.

Quentin was still trembling and asked Victor tentatively:

"Count Victor, are you...really human?"

Victor just turned around and glanced at him with cold eyes.

"I'm not human."

"Are you?"

The taunting words descended on everyone, making the hairs on their bodies stand on end.

In Victor's eyes, they were like primitive beasts that had taken off their clothes one by one.

Make them feel ashamed.

After a long moment of silence, a hearty and vicissitudes of laughter came from the throne.

It seemed to dispel all the pressure around him.

The noble ministers finally made a move. They turned around and saw the emperor slapping his chair and laughing loudly.

Aubrey's laughter gradually stopped, and he smiled and said to the princess:

"Isn't this already prepared?"

"Aurelion, feel free to follow your teacher."

As soon as these words came out, a bomb was lit in the minds of all the ministers present, and with a "bang", they became extremely blank.

There seemed to be a slight tremor in the ears.

The emperor agreed.

Aurelion, who was sitting on the chair, was looking at Victor's back, a little star flashing in her eyes.

I just feel immense admiration.

Emperor Aubrey looked down at the princess sitting below lovingly, and said with a smile:

"Come on, Aurelion."

"Don't let me down."



Crazy wind and snow kept dancing under the sky, and the howling cold wind kept cutting the skin of the visitors.

There seemed to be no live color in the boundless snowfield.

A group of guards and knights trudged forward through the deep snow, dragging their feet.

Under the white snow, an extremely thick smell of blood rose from the earth and dispersed in the air.

A voice sounded faintly.

"Here we are, this was the place where the decisive battle took place."

"That's where the devil appeared."

Dick, the deputy of General Vladimir and the third in command of the Pale Magic Order, led this army from the royal capital to investigate the demonic incident here.

The second prince rolled down from the sleigh, wrapped in a thick plush coat, and looked around with a breath of air in his mouth.

Soon, he narrowed his eyes.

"Devil's breath."

The second prince could clearly feel that demons had indeed appeared here.

And the smell of blood...

'Is it rage? '

In his ears, a low and sticky voice slowly came.

The second prince had no time to reply to Yemu's words, he just raised his head and looked ahead.

Look at the sea of ​​ice.

Some time ago, this snowfield experienced an extremely horrific war.

So many barbarians died at that time that the blood color in the ice sea here has not completely dissipated.

He was a little curious as to who brought the rage in Jace here.

After much thought, he could only think of one answer.

"Victor..."

The second prince muttered the name softly, and then cast his gaze forward.

Above the sea, there is a huge ruin covered by heavy snow.

A ruin suddenly appeared on a flat sea, which he couldn't quite understand.

Could it be that there were any buildings that existed here before?

Dick slowly explained:

"According to the spies at the time, they did see a complete white temple here. At first they thought it was made by the barbarians."

"But that temple has been destroyed by Count Victor."

The second prince looked at the ruins over there and felt a little surprised.

Is it Victor again?

But what the heck is this.

Suddenly, like a furious beast, it stopped roaring.

The surrounding wind and snow gradually subsided, as if being isolated from a space.

The sky above our heads was gradually shrouded in dark clouds, becoming extremely gloomy.

But this abnormal weather seems a bit strange.

It's obviously cloudy, but...

Where is the wind? Why is there no wind?

The second prince seemed to feel something and looked up suddenly.

A pair of eyes, like clouds crossing the shadows.

towards him.

Or.

Toward the ruins of the temple.

Keep an eye on it.