Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1160 1142. Learn to get along
"Now, when protecting caravans, we face more attacks from Scoia'tael than monsters. There are more Scoia'tael strongholds that people have posted notices to destroy than monster nests."

After he and Lambert disliked each other as usual and cursed at each other, Berengar acted as if nothing had happened and gave a serious explanation to Lan's question.

"As you know, normal demon hunters often adhere to 'neutrality'. We don't get involved in national hatred or family feuds, or racial conflicts. We only kill monsters without intelligence. Because that way, there will be no involvement and no trouble."

As Berengar spoke, he asked Tul Butcher to sit down, and brought a bench from the corner for Fergus and Una.

"Lambert doesn't mind killing people. In fact, when he killed highwaymen, he was still thinking about playing around. But that was a passive, accidental response. The psychological problem is completely different from the current situation of the Scoia'tael."

"If he accepts another quest, he will come to kill elves, half-elves, and dwarves."

When talking about dwarves, Berengar looked at Master Tur Butcher apologetically. The dwarf master pursed his lips and shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to worry about it.

"Greetings, Grand Duke Lann."

The dwarf forging master who had repaired Lan's first set of armor first greeted the young demon hunter who was holding a workshop operation record in a serious manner.

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

"Don't be so polite, Master."

Lan En flipped through the records quickly and put all the operating records, which were recorded by Mentos for inspection and analysis, back into their original place in the filing cabinet.

He turned around and said to the Dwarf Grand Master and his two friends with a smile.

Fergus and Yuna, who were standing behind the master, did not seem nervous 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 Tul Butcher, he hadn't had contact with Lan for a long time.

He only knew that this was the owner of a piece of witcher armor that he had once repaired, and that this man had made a great name for himself and accomplished great things in the next few years.

"A duke without a fief is not even as good as a baron, right?"

Lann was joking, but Toot Butcher pouted a little.

Normally, a character like 'a landless duke' wouldn't exist.

Why should you be praised if you have no ability?
And if it was just an empty title or honorific granted by the king to his close ministers, that is unlikely.

Because those grand dukes who truly possess great power and influence will feel that this is an insult to them from the king.

But Lan's experience was clearly not an 'ordinary situation'.

Which duke came to power after first defeating an unprecedented large-scale battle involving more than 100,000 people?
You are not a duke and you don’t have the strength of a duke. Why do you want to get involved in such a big battle?

Are you the same as the ordinary duke? Can you be put together?
Moreover, Tul Butcher had not had much dealings with Lan and had no idea of ​​his temper, so he chose to be cautious when dealing with him.

Until Lan walked behind Berengar's seat, stood against the wall with his arms folded, and showed an attitude of "you guys talk".

The bald, bearded dwarf master then turned his attention back to the old witcher.

"Cough cough."

Under his lush, gray beard, Tul Butcher cleared his throat and spoke seriously.

"I come to meet and discuss with you, Technical Supervisor Berengar, on behalf of the majority of non-human blacksmiths in this Valyrian steelworks."

Mentioning the position verbally indicates the formality of the meeting.

Tul Butcher hoped this wasn't just a private, casual conversation among colleagues.

So Berengar, who had been leaning on the table with his elbows and frowning, raised his eyes, straightened up and sat up.

"Well, talk. Ah, I've spent the last few months just talking!"

"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 the non-human races cannot be trusted. The non-human races said that they don't feel safe now. I really don't know how I, a demon hunter, can become one of the 'insiders' of both sides now?"

"We do feel unsafe, Berengar."

The dwarf master reached out and smoothed his lush beard.

"But it has nothing to do with you. It's because of the general social atmosphere. Now for some reason... well, okay. No need to beat around the bush, it's because of the Scoia'tael."

The Dwarf Grandmaster sighed.

"The Scoia'tael attacked humans. When humans couldn't catch the Scoia'tael, they retaliated against the non-human races in the city, and the situation escalated."

"Of course we feel unsafe. Yesterday, when I was going home from work, a few humans followed me with bad intentions. I flashed the axe on my belt, and those wimps turned and ran away."

"What else is in 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 in disdain. "Bah! I earned my job through hard work, talent and skills honed over time! It has nothing to do with those human thugs who are street thugs!"

"but."

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

"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 running shops."

The dwarf counted on his fingers and listed the advantages of their group to the old witcher.

"We are the first to work with this new type of Valyrian steel since its inception. No one in the world has more experience than we do."

"We can just find another place to start the business. People in those places will buy Valyrian steel billets and most likely ask us to process them. We can make a lot of money anyway."

"But we still feel that we have to stay and work."

"Why?" Lan En, who was standing behind Berengar 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 witcher expressionlessly.

"We have no choice. I knew this a hundred years ago, so I left Mahakam and opened a shop in the human world."

"I must let you see with your own eyes that we are actually no different from you. We don't need to be on guard against each other like enemies. We don't have to kill each other to live in peace."

"I've been working on this for a long time. For this reason, I and others I represent believe that there needs to be a platform where people of all races can come to work and treat each other equally."

"We need this platform as a showcase and proof, just like I found a human woman in the store."

"Although humans are probably not as talented as dwarves in ironwork, and women are even less likely to be able to endure furnace fire and high-temperature steel, I still hired her, even if it's just to help with odd jobs."

As he spoke, Tul Butcher pointed to Fergus and Una behind him.

Lan, Fergus and Yuna looked at each other briefly, and when the dwarf master talked about his stereotypes of human women, Yuna curled her lips in disapproval.

It can be seen that she holds a disdainful attitude towards this stereotype.

But under the current circumstances, Master Tul Butcher's performance is commendable in that it is both sober and progressive.

He is a person who wants to promote harmonious coexistence among races for the sake of his own racial future from a realistic perspective.

"You don't have to worry about those things."

Berengar nodded after Tul Butcher finished speaking, indicating that he had known it all along.

"Just work hard here and don't worry about other things. You saw today that among those three bitches, two were humans and one was a dwarf."

"Not only do we treat everyone equally here, but I will also treat anyone who wants to cause trouble equally."

Having said that, Tur Butcher's statement on behalf of most of the non-human blacksmiths in the workshop was in place.

There was nothing they could do, so after nodding to Berengar and Lann again, the Dwarf Master took Fergus and Yuna out.

After they walked out, Lan came to the place where the dwarf master had just sat, sat down, and looked at the big-headed Berengar with interest.

"It doesn't seem like this is your job, to mediate conflicts among employees."

"Yeah." Berengar sighed tiredly and annoyedly, "I'm just a technical supervisor, in charge of technology. This kind of thing has nothing to do with me."

"But who can say that my skills and force can suppress them? Although the supervisor sent by Aretuza is powerful, these blacksmiths look down on him in their hearts."

Berengar had joined Valyrian Steel when it first began its business as a technical supervisor.

The specific management of the workshop and production is done by a dedicated person sent by Aretusa, who is equivalent to a professional manager.

But unexpectedly, in the current situation, Berengar's identity as a demon hunter who was once despised and excluded, and was not accepted by humans or non-humans, suddenly became the reason for both sides to trust him.

Most of the time, stance is more important than ability.

Therefore, although Berengar's management ability is completely inferior to that of the professional managers sent by Aretuza, both sides believe that he will not favor the other side, so they are willing to listen to his mediation.

The professional manager hardly dares to show up now.

"I will issue a commission to Lambert in the name of the academy, asking him to be responsible for maintaining law and order along the road to the workshop during the workshop's off-work and on-work hours."

Lan said to Berengar.

"No swords, no killing. Fists, or at most sticks. He's also a witcher, so he has the same advantage as you in this matter."

(End of this chapter)