The mixed-race children often referred to by the Disa half-elves refer to the boys born to female warriors of Hemer and half-elf adventurers. Their appearance is slightly more beautiful than that of the Disa half-elves, but there is no obvious difference. However, the vast majority of mixed-race children are in
Growing up in a remote adventure base, their behavior is definitely different from that of the half-elves living in the city-state. Especially the mixed-race children who have just arrived in the city-state do not understand anything and are curious about everything. They look like country bumpkins who have never seen the world. It is inevitable that they will
They are discriminated against by the local people. Once they get to know each other well in the town, who will be able to tell that they are of mixed race?
The discrimination of half-elf civilians against mixed-race children is more out of jealousy. They are jealous that they are handsome, strong, and have the blood of rock elves. At least, beautiful and strong mixed-race children are more likely to be favored by half-elf women.
If it's just good looks, this cannot be used to distinguish mixed-race people from ordinary half-elves. Highland half-elves are also very good in appearance. Who dares to discriminate against the appearance of highland half-elves and slander them as hybrids? Don't you want to live anymore?
The old wolf did not doubt the knowledge of the caravan mate Lockerbie. He thought that the guy named Victor was behaving like a country bumpkin, but Lockerbie found out that he was a half-breed.
This information is very interesting.
If there is a silly mixed-race person among those five people, does it mean that they come from some remote adventure base?
However, the underskirts worn by Ruth and Jessica withstood the whipping without damage and were obviously high-end goods. How could they come from remote areas?
Doubts arose in the old wolf's heart, his face darkened, and he threatened the caravan man with a fierce tone: "Lockerby, how dare you lie to me?! How dare you lie to me? I'll let you know right away what the person who cheated me will have to pay.
The price...do it!"
Several thugs nearby immediately stepped forward to control Lockerbie, took out a sharp dagger and pointed it at his left little finger, intending to cut it off. The caravan man was so frightened that he shouted: "No, no... Big boss, I'm not lying."
You, I swear I didn't lie to you! They brought treasure, I saw it!"
Lockerbie was so frightened that the old wolf stopped his men and said: "Lockerby, Lockerbie... I will give you another chance and tell you everything you know. If you still play tricks with me, be careful."
Your thumb."
Lockerbie held his little finger that was almost broken off, panted for a while, and said in fear: "Big boss, I really didn't lie to you... I don't know where I said the wrong thing."
"How do you know that Victor is not pretending to be a hybrid?" Old Wolf said coldly: "My rule here is that anyone who deliberately provides wrong information should die."
Lockerbie shook his head and smiled bitterly, defending: "Big boss, Victor is very tall, nearly 1.9 meters tall, and has a well-proportioned figure. He is quite handsome, but his eyes are particularly beautiful, like two pure sapphires. Team
Everyone here thinks he is a mixed race from Taku... I am not the only one who said that."
The old wolf and the thugs were all stunned. Like most of the Disa half-elves, they had never seen the Hemer and Taku tribes living in remote areas in their lives, but there were many rumors about the rock elves. Especially
The Taku tribe, they are mysterious and powerful, and their number is extremely rare. Mixed-breed children born from Taku tribe and half-elf women are even rarer. The most striking feature of these hybrid children is their height.
The height of the mixed-race people in the Tower Valley is at least 1.8 meters, and their body proportions are particularly well-proportioned. They stand out together with the half-elves whose average height is only 1.7 meters. There are also some tall and burly civilians among the half-elves, but their stature is not the same.
As well-proportioned and slender as a Ta Ku hybrid.
Of course, just because Victor is tall and well-proportioned and handsome, we cannot assume that he is a mixed-race child from Ta Ku. In fact, he is more likely to be the illegitimate son of a famous noble.
Old Wolf is more knowledgeable than the caravan guys, at least he knows more about the famous families in the highlands than the caravan guys.
There are rumors that the big shot in charge of the underground world in Beibang, Luoye City, is the illegitimate son of a famous noble. He is also tall, well-proportioned, and handsome in appearance. However, he has always claimed to the outside world that he is a mixed race from Taku.
The old wolf once thought maliciously that the powerful underground king claimed to have noble rock elf blood, but he did not dare to admit the identity of an illegitimate son from a famous family. Otherwise, in order to prevent the illegitimate son from coming to fight for the family property, his brothers and sisters would definitely act like this.
Crush him to death like a bed bug.
"Do you think that Victor talks and acts like a hybrid?" Old Wolf continued to ask.
"Well...he doesn't like to talk much. He seems very arrogant and indifferent to everyone."
The old wolf has never seen the Hemo tribe or the Taku tribe, but when it comes to life experience, Lockerbie, who traveled all over the country with the armed caravan, is far inferior to him. The old wolf does not believe that there are any Taku hybrids at all, they are nothing more than the illegitimate sons of nobles trying to put money on his face.
They claim that their origins are nobler than ordinary half-elves, but they dare not admit that they are noble and noble bastards.
That Victor may have been the illegitimate son of a nobleman, perhaps several generations away. But he must have fallen into despair, at least he did not have the secret support of a famous nobleman like the underground king of Luoye City.
If this was really the case, Lao Lang felt that many of the questions seemed reasonable. He guessed that the five strangers who hitched a ride to Water Snake Town were his companions.
The business of the Thieves Guild includes theft, fraud, kidnapping and extortion, murder and trafficking, as well as human trafficking.
Unlike slave traders, thieves and human traffickers are illegal.
In the Disa Union, slaves are divided into two types: wage slaves and private slaves. Wage slaves sell themselves to wealthy people, while private slaves are completely the private property of their masters and can be disposed of at will. Private slaves except for the most common
Barbarian slaves and criminal half-elves were publicly auctioned by the Judgment Hall to compensate for the victims' losses.
The offspring of private slaves are still private slaves, and the owner has the right to resell them. This has led to a large number of half-elf private slaves. For example, the Earth Temple openly buys young half-elf private slaves, trains them first, and then resells them at a high price.
However, there is a beautiful term for selling private slaves in the Earth Temple, which is called "Divine Grace Selection".
The thieves' union is not qualified to get involved in the barbarian slave and private slave trade. Their human trafficking is real trafficking. Young children, young and beautiful women, and men from ordinary civilian families are all targets of thieves. In fact, the phenomenon of human trafficking is not limited to private slaves.
The transaction has been carried out under the cover of many years, and there are gangs of thieves who specialize in this kind of business. In the underground world, human traffickers are called "black pigeons".
Lao Lang has seen this kind of thing a lot. He has provided cover for the Black Pigeon gang and also taken their money.
However, each gang has its own territory. The Black Pigeons in Fallen Leaf City and their counterparts in Rapids City can cooperate with each other, but they cannot cross each other's boundaries. Therefore, Lao Lang is not familiar with the Black Pigeons gang in Rapids City.
Old Wolf estimated that Harvey, Maddie and Victor should be the black pigeons of Rapids City. They were probably deceived and received two hot items and were not allowed to escape to Fallen Leaf City.
The two women they brought with them may be the wives of wealthy families in Rapid City, and they were mad before they were abducted. The reason is simple. If they are not mad and can identify themselves, Harvey and the others will never be fooled.
"Harvey and the others have all entered Water Snake Town?" Old Wolf asked again.
"Yes, they entered the town, and I followed them quietly for a while. They live here..."
Lockerbie also wanted to betray the whereabouts of Harvey and others, but the old wolf blocked his words with a contemptuous look.
Water Snake Town is only so big. If Old Wolf can't even trace the whereabouts of five strangers, he doesn't have to mess around. No matter whether Harvey and the others are staying in a hotel, a tavern, or renting a civilian house, before the sun sets today, they will be there.
Someone will send the news to Lao Lang.
In Water Snake Town, nothing can be hidden from the eyes and ears of the Thieves Guild, and Lockerbie himself is also the old wolf's spy.
He described the appearance, features and clothing details of Harvey and others in detail, and finally said as if taking credit: "Big boss, these five people of unknown origin are carrying a large rattan basket, and there must be a lot of valuable treasures in it. Look, I
The remuneration..."
According to the rules of the Thieves Guild, when a thief attacks a target, part of the stolen property must be given to the informant who provides intelligence. The old wolf never treats those who work for him badly, but he can sit in this position only because of his caution, even if he has to be right.
There is no need to rush the three black pigeons. You can wait a few days to explore their details. Maybe this information itself is valuable.
The old wolf took out a few silver coins from the drawer, threw them in front of Lockerbie, and said with a smile: "You take this money first, it is enough for you to go to the tavern to have fun. Based on my reputation, old wolf, I asked you to do what I asked you to do."
If you do a good job, I will give you as much as you can...but don't worry about things that are not your business! Do you understand?"
When he said the last two sentences, the old wolf's tone became particularly stern and full of warning. Lockerbie was obedient and reached out to pick up a few silver coins on the table.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and everyone in the house became alert and did not make any sound.
This is a den of thieves, and the code for knocking on the door is wrong!
The gatekeeper looked back at the old wolf and saw him shaking his head slightly, so he did not open the window on the door and only put his ear against the wooden door to listen to the sounds outside.
Not only was this room in a secluded location, but it was also very well soundproofed. The gatekeeper didn't hear anything going on outside, but he knew something was wrong.
The entrance to this dead-end alley was guarded by thieves' guild members, so outsiders could not enter the alley. Since the person who knocked on the door couldn't match the code, how did he get in?
Without even needing to be greeted by the old wolf, several thieves in the house took out sharp knives and short crossbows and were on guard.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang", and all six iron door latches that locked the iron wooden door were shaken open. The doorman was caught off guard and was thrown out by the opened wooden door. He was first hung on the wall of the front hall, and then slid down.
.I saw him tilting his head, sitting in the corner and already unconscious.
A strong man with an unfamiliar appearance broke into the door and cursed: "Bah! A bunch of rat cubs are hiding in the house silently. Do they not want to do business anymore?!"
The caravan boy saw the appearance of the person coming and immediately let out a scream.
"It's Harvey!"
Harvey also saw Lockerbie. He thought for a moment and then became furious: "Lockerbie! How dare you betray me!"
Lockerbie suddenly stood up from his chair, jumped behind the old wolf, and begged: "Big boss, save me! He is Harvey."
Before the old wolf had time to react, he was already face to face with the strange strong man striding towards him.
Mondo, who was sitting on the sofa like a wooden man, finally moved. He stepped between the intruder and the boss in a flash. Several other gangsters also surrounded the intruder from different directions.
The thugs left by the old wolf are all professional thugs, especially the bald and earless Mundo, who is a third-level professional thug. He is famous in the underground fighting arena in Beibang, Luoye City, killing and maiming more than 40 opponents, and even killed and maimed more than forty opponents in one battle.
In a gambling match, kill a level 4 professional swordsman with bare hands.
The old wolf spent a lot of money to recruit Mundo into his army.
Mondo did not disappoint the old wolf. He stopped the aggressive Harvey at the critical moment. He looked at Harvey expressionlessly, his hollow eyes shining with a dangerous cold light. He shook his head slowly and forcefully, signaling the other party not to act rashly, otherwise
Will die!
Mundo, who is bald and deaf, has an intimidating flame when he is serious, completely suppressing the momentum of the intruder. But the thieves seem to have forgotten that the janitor who was just knocked away is also a third-level thug. His strength is second only to
Mundo.
Harvey, who was thick and stocky, looked at the half-elf thug and suddenly raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
"What are you pretending to be?"
The level of a professional represents the secret blood ability, and is not necessarily related to the professional's personal combat effectiveness, unless it reaches a qualitative change of level 6, and professionals below level 6, including level 5 venerables, are not necessarily able to crush lower-level professions.
who.
In actual combat, it is not uncommon for low-level professionals to leapfrog their opponents and defeat their opponents. This all depends on personal combat experience and fighting will, rather than secret blood ability.
The Desa Alliance originally created the thug career path with the intention of cultivating Berserkers who could compete with the Barbarian Fighters. Unfortunately, the attempt to create the Berserker career path ended in failure. It became a nondescript thug career, with the highest achievements limited to level three.
But when it comes to close combat, the thug profession is undoubtedly the number one. As a leader among thugs, Mundo knew from experience that Harvey just wanted to slap him, not kill him. But Mondo either
Take action, and once you take action, you will kill him.
Mundo ignited the secret blood and instantly gained terrifying explosive power. His swollen muscles burst the clothes on his body. He punched Harvey's abdomen with a lightning-fast punch, and the air formed a wave of air on his fist.
Secret skill - body explosion.
No matter how strong a professional's secret blood ability is, it's useless if he can't use it. The mob's close combat skills are designed to prevent the opponent from having time to use his secret blood ability!
Even if Harvey can withstand this fierce personal jab, Mundo is confident that he will be killed on the spot with the next three consecutive blows.
"Crack!"
With a loud and crisp slap on Mundo's face, the top thug of the Thieves Guild in Water Snake Town fell down and fell unconscious.
The other professional thugs were stunned for a moment, and then they remembered to join forces to attack, and all their bayonets, short crossbows, fists and claws were directed at Harvey.
"Pa", "pa", "pa".
After Harvey slapped him several times in succession, the entire den of thieves fell silent.
The old wolf saw that all his henchmen were fainting on the ground, but they were not dead and could still breathe. The leader of the thieves suddenly reacted and quickly stood up from the chair, hunched over and said with a smile: "Mr. Harvey, you want to buy some
What? I try my best to be satisfied and don’t dare to disappoint you..."