Trist desperately wanted to defend himself, and he couldn't tolerate his life being denied like this.

"Indeed, there are many virtuous people among the people of the earth...... The folk customs of the people on the surface are also more simple and kind......"

Trist pondered, remembered, and searched for a reason: "These are not seen in the dark regions and the dark elf race......

Ranger recalls the moment he stepped out of the dark land, leaving the dark land for the simple reason that he could not find peace in the darkness.

"The surface represents light?"

"The city of Ascatra where we are once known as the 'Gold Capital' is now known as the 'Pearl of Faerun' and the 'City of Miracles'. When the troupe was passing through the town of Tremi on a trip, a child once asked me: 'Is it true that I heard that the roads in Ascatra are paved with gold?' It used to be the richest and most prosperous city on the Ferren Road, and now that the cultural shortcomings have been filled, it should be the peaceful paradise and the kingdom of God on earth that you yearn for, right? ”

With that, Bredrow walked to the window, stretched out his hand and pointed outward, and continued: "Then you can see with your own eyes what this pearl of Feren looks like." See a beggar? See the woman standing on the street? See the thieves? ”

Trist didn't need to see it, he was familiar with the city, and the port area where the Galos Mansion was located was already a relatively safe and secure part of Askatla, and the shadow thieves maintained order here.

But even then, it was beggars everywhere, bewitching women gathering on street corners to solicit business from the sailors, not to mention the shadow thief patrols that had replaced the town guards swaggering through the streets.

The slums and bridges are even more dizzy.

Only in the boroughs and temples were there no beggars, thieves, or street women, not because they were better and more civilized, but because the communities of such inferior people who dared to approach the nobles would be beaten and thrown into prison by the Amber guards.

"That's the best city on the surface of the Faren Continent, what will other places look like?"

Bredrow smiled and asked, "Trist, you have also traveled to many places in the Faren Continent, and the town scene you have seen is superior or inferior compared to here?" ”

"The city of Ascalla, the pearl of Faerun, is the miracle capital of the nobles, the miracle of the rich, and the miracle of the gods, and it has nothing to do with the common people."

He frowned, pondered, calculated, and asked Trist, "How many ordinary people are there in the Faren Continent, and how many nobles, rich people, priests, and mages are there?" Take Am, for example, with an adult population of 3.6 million, can there be 10,000 nobles, wealthy merchants, priests, and mages combined? ”

"Is this fundamentally different from the enslavement of 10,000 slaves by the 20,000 dark elves in the city of Morsoblay? There are also some differences, at least the so-called good gods, the essentially neo-colonial imperialists who need to be pasted and deceived the populace with hypocritical lies and sacred slogans, which are not as red and bloody as in the city of Morsoblay. There is still a difference between being slaughtered and dying at the head of a bed in lies, at least the pathetic soul will pray to the gods for forgiveness in order to relieve the pain and self-anesthetize before death, and contribute more faith power. ”

Trist couldn't answer the question, he wanted to refute, but he couldn't lie, he traveled all over the continent of Faeron, and what he saw and heard was just as Bledrow said.

Bredrow continued: "You won't find a school open to the children of commoners in any city on the continent of Faeron, and you won't find a hospital with a low fee. A commoner's child wants to learn knowledge, either as a magic apprentice or as a probationary priest, but how can they learn knowledge that can contribute to the progress of society? Obviously, alchemy has been studied to a certain level, and it can be made from ordinary things to cure diseases and save people, but alchemists only sift through expensive and scarce magic raw materials, and the healing potions produced have a surprising effect, but the price is by no means affordable for ordinary people, and only adventurers benefit, and it cannot be popularized at all. ”

"On the continent of Faerun, even the main transportation routes are rampant with bandits, monsters are rampant, wild beasts are everywhere, and even the undead are entrenched. Traveling is like taking risks, even in the territory of Am, the country of merchants, the caravan without protection will inevitably be looted by the jackals and robbers, and the security situation in other countries is not as good as Ammu, is this a phenomenon that should occur in a normal country and a normal society? The warlords controlled by the gods, the smoke everywhere, the poverty and backwardness, and the bandits are rampant, just like a certain time and space stage of a certain world I have been to, and the people of that world have relied on this set of books to create a new civilized country without bandits and universal education and medical care. And the continent of Faerun, in the closed circle, will always be like this, with a few heroes like you popping up here and there, going on a 'wonderful' adventure, and becoming a bard's song to relieve the people's boredom forever. But has your adventure changed anything and made life better for the people of Faerun? Maybe it's just to make their lives no worse. ”

Trist frowned and pondered, he knew that everything Bradero said was true, and he longed for what Bradrow said: "Universal education and medical care, and a civilized country that eliminated bandits."

On the continent of Faerun, no matter where he goes, there are poor people who need help, but after he reaches out again and again, eliminating evil and promoting good, he finds that the people in need of help have not decreased because of his chivalrous deeds, but have increased and increased.

Even, in the same place, he got rid of the evil forces, and when he came back a few days later, he found that a new evil force had appeared.

This is also where he is confused, not understanding why the evil in this world is inexhaustible, and the bright future of his dreams is out of reach.

Now he seemed to understand that his existence was only a hope for a desperate populace, like a carrot on a stick that would make the donkey keep walking in circles.

He's a catfish in a transport tank, making a splash so that the other fish don't suffocate.

But how could a new country, as Bredrow had mentioned, be established on the ancient land of the Feron Continent?

In ancient times, the Arcanists of the Golden Age of Netherel created the miraculous Floating City civilization, but wasn't it because of a coveting of the divine power of the gods that led to its destruction?

How can mortals covet the power of the gods and fight against the gods?

What Netheriel's archarcanists didn't do, how could a discriminated dark elf do?

He thought he had escaped the shackles of fate, fought against the gods, and betrayed Rose, but in reality it was nothing more than self-consoling boasting, and he had no effect on the trajectory of the world, just a tiny, spinning dot in a closed circle, like every mortal.

The Dark Elf Ranger was deeply deflated, and he shook his head helplessly: "Bredero, maybe you're right, but what's the use of that?" If all this was arranged by the gods, how can we, as mortals, rebel against the will of the gods? You told me all this, and I didn't even want to be a ranger. ”

"yes." Bredrow nodded in agreement: "If an iron house is windowless and indestructible, and there are many sleeping people in it, they will soon suffocate to death, but from slumber to death, they do not feel the sorrow of death." Do you think you are worthy of the cry of the more sober men, and the irremediable suffering of this unfortunate few? ”

"It is better to die in a coma...... "The Dark Elf Ranger said dejectedly.

Luo Feng pursed his lips, he didn't expect that his words would completely blow Trist down, this was not his original intention.

"Ahem......"

Luo Feng cleared his throat, picked up the book with the red cover, changed his tone, and said: "There is no absolute in everything, since a few people have risen, you can't say that there is no hope of destroying this iron house." ”

"Hope?" Trist hung his head and muttered, "I am a symbol of hope, self-righteously thinking of myself as a savior, but only a pawn on the chessboard of the gods." ”

Luo Feng handed the red book to Trist and said solemnly: "This book is hope. ”

Trist looked up and looked at the book in a daze, which he had read carefully, and from which he had read many philosophical passages, but because of some basic terms and concepts, he could not understand and did not fully understand them.

After Bredrow's explanation, it was like a thread stringing pearls, and he had a deeper understanding of the truth told in that book, but combined with the reality of Ferron, if he wanted to change the fate of the people of Pheren and overthrow the three mountains that pressed on their heads, the enemies he had to face were so strong that they were desperate.

- Noble lords with legitimately armed powers, magical creatures and children of destiny with extraordinary powers, and even great gods in the outer realms who wield the divine power of the priesthood.

These were not something he could compete with as a mere sixteenth-level warrior and part-time ranger, and compared to these powerful forces, he and his team were like ants, or even inferior to ants.