Chapter 437: LXXII. Three Sisters Death Rally
"Rein and Swan, they wouldn’t be easy to disguise, their body hair is too thick, and they’re not human," Shadi said bluntly.
Rein was amused by the joke, as if he was not human himself—who was he kidding?
"Stinking foreigner, coming to our Western Continent begging for scraps. I’m from the highlands, and Swan is from Aisnor Province, an Old Aran," Rein retorted. In terms of territory, Shadi came from Summer Sunset Island. As a Dark Elf whose reputation was not much better than that of Beastmen and Sub-dragon people, he had some nerve.
Although Aisnor Province was also the territory of minority Tiger-men and Leopard Men, it was a true jewel of Aran compared to the Great Wetland that the Dark Emperor Sindra had generously dumped onto Aran. It had always been under Aran’s jurisdiction, and in military selection, there were additional points awarded. That Leopard Man, Pyapan, had just won the monthly runner-up in the Imperial Arena without any military achievements, and he was already a Quasi General. That showed how significant the extra points were.
Both Rein and Shadi had tactical mean streaks.
Next, they went all out in a map-wide verbal barrage, exchanging one racist remark after another, with all sorts of implications—they couldn’t have been uglier.
Celeste couldn’t bear to listen anymore. Only low-life pirates would dare to sling such insults at each other. In any other tavern, if someone started spouting such things, blood would be shed for sure.
But it also proved that their relationship was strong because such words were no joke—they were highly offensive.
Ben, also a Dark Elf, wanted to murder someone when he heard what Rein was spouting, but he calmed down. He was already a traitor to the Guild; if they allowed thieves to infiltrate, he would definitely suffer the consequences.
He still hoped that Liszt would dominate the world, and assign him a virgin princess who was beautiful, had a sweet voice, was of noble station, knowledgeable, reasonable, had a stunning figure, and was extremely gentle.
A complete clown.