Surviving the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 946 Ivar Grimes' Purpose
Do only what is necessary, not a cent more.Don't let the results exceed expectations.

This is the motto of the harpists. They are the representatives of the power of good, they are always hidden in the shadows, and they will disappear in the crowd immediately after completing the task. Although their styles are changeable, the simplest point is Enough to make the Torilians pay them a little credit: only non-evil alignments can be a harper.

So although these harpers revealed their long-hidden identities, and incidentally said something they didn't want to say privately, when they received a colleague's request to help refugees, they readily agreed.

Ivar Grimes' warm smile captivated these tragic self-destructing harpers at first...and they couldn't blame the bard for not preventing them from entering the refugee camp.

This kind of thing is not something he, a manager of a refugee town, can talk about.

So the little hearts of the harp players who were ravaged were comforted by the smiles of their colleagues... Many harp players still have their ambitions, and they didn't expect to reveal their identities and retire so early.

It's a pity that the undead never consider the privacy needs of NPCs, and it's impossible to leave them a confidential environment... After revealing their identities in front of tens of thousands of refugees, they can only choose an open working environment in the future.

Then, because of the common belief of the Harpers... In the narration of Ivar Grimes, the Trasil elves have done their best, not only let the refugees live without worry, but also gave them a very good place to live... …Even if the disciples of Amaunata who came to save them, what they gave was only a big room where hundreds of people could shelter from the wind and rain together.

But that is already a place where many Calishites would never even dream of living in... If it weren't for Manshaka being surrounded by monsters, most people here would choose to go there.

The harpers looked at the small town in front of them with regret. It was very suitable for them who like to live in seclusion, but for the Calimshan people who have been immersed in power struggles all the year round, even if they are common people, they live in a well-fed forest. Between a small town and Mansaka, which can only sleep on withered grass, I will definitely choose to go to Mansaka.

If the city with the great Pasha's descendants opened up a road to Mir Forest, most people here would choose to leave.

No matter how good the conditions offered by these Trasil elves are, it is impossible to keep many people. Power is the eternal flame in the hearts of the Calishans.

The Harpers felt a little sorry for these well-meaning Trassil elves, and decided to leave all these troubles behind... As Ivar Gremes said, knowing that these Calishites would not stay in the The territory of the elves, then we can't let the elves do their best.

and.We can't let a group of elves from other worlds deal with the affairs of ordinary civilians. How could they possibly understand the life conditions of these low-level people in Toril?
Otherwise, they would not have given such good living conditions... It would be nice if the middle-class families in Toril could do this.

But the original nobles of Calimshan cannot be allowed to come forward to manage it... To be honest, most of the nobles of Calimshan have not been able to walk out of the strange town with a dilapidated appearance but a large capacity, nobles!It is a miracle that several non-evil camps can come out.

The Trasil elves are willing to give them a place to live, but definitely not in the Mir Forest... Their only possibility is to stay in the refugee camp until everything is over, or go to Mansaka by themselves.

Even if that group of people could come out, Harper knew that this was a group of unusable people, even if they still had that little ability.

Everyone has rolled around in Toril, and no one thought that they could only say shameless in front of visitors from another world in the end.

But after they really took over the various tasks in the town, the harpers only wanted to kill Ivar Grames before killing themselves... The refugee town has plenty of food, and there are no gangs of troublemakers!

Their most job is actually to drag those idiots out of the hands of those female professionals before they die.

If it weren't for the undead white dragons flying around in the sky to watch the excitement, which made these women hold their hands more or less, maybe some fools would really be killed... instead of the current situation, only the lower body is bloody and bloody... Although there are many priests of the undead, who has the face to ask for their help in this kind of thing?

Only the tiniest healing spell from a bard can be given to these fools.

Although they are not willing to pay mana for such idiots, now that the magic net has become elusive, 0-ring spells are also very cherished, okay?
But...they really didn't know how to tell the Trashiel elves the cause of death of these people, so they could only choose these guys to live.

Anyway, even if they don't die, under the precise blow of the female professionals, these people can only choose to work in Pasha's harem for the rest of their lives.

I don't know where so many idiots come from... Calinthian women are indeed famously weak, but they really struggled out of this terrible patriarchal society, and basically being cruel is standard!
Don't they remember the legend about the old man in the Ancient Night Temple?

The one who killed six pashas before she got the favor of Shar... There is even a legend that those pashas who drove her to a dead end are still serving her in the underground palace as servants And the daily life of her three faithful priestesses!
A group of guys who are not even formal professionals, where did they get the courage to covet a professional of level 8 or above?

The harpers really don't understand what these people think... Most importantly, why do these people who have come out of refugee camps think that attacking women is allowed?
Don't they even know who they are under?

Ah, no, they still understand a little bit, at least no Calishites will show ugly faces to the group of elves in cooler clothes... But this is even more unbearable.

The harpers all felt that they could understand why those female professionals were getting more and more ruthless. It was a humiliation for every professional to be pinched as a soft persimmon.

Even though these people were unsuccessful and were seriously injured, there was a lot of commotion after all, and the undead people actually discovered this very unpleasant thing... It's just that they have already handed over the management of the town to these locals. People, so I didn't plan to intervene directly.

There will always be bad guys among the NPCs, which is normal for them... Anyway, the worst thing is to kill these people who violated the law.

The undead don't give a damn that the laws of Calimshan allow a man to claim possession of a woman.

Of course the Harper knew that it would be a dream for a liberal elf to understand such a disgusting law.

Moreover, a young female elf in Trassil who has a white dragon mount has already issued a warning because of this incident. If she finds out that someone is attacking a woman under her nose, she will directly ask the white dragon to catch him Half dead and thrown out of the city wall.

The harpers never thought that one day their most important task would be to let these men with their heads in the water understand what control is... That woman from Calimshan is his tradition to snatch her home, and it is absolutely not within the control range of the elves. Be applicable.

And can they snatch it back?
Why are there so many people who can't see themselves clearly!

But they knew that these Calimshanians were just stupid...the fact that they walked out of that camp proved that they had done nothing wrong, and even though the Harpers were furious, they still wanted to save these mindless wretches.

Ivar Grimes didn't care about the angry eyes of these former colleagues... As long as someone can share the work, he has nothing to fear!

He immersed himself in the busy assignment work... The basic maintenance of the town has basically been handed over to them, the leader of the Trasil elves... Ah, no, those elves are called conductors, but every morning The day's food... 3 multigrain breads per person... was sent to the town square, and even the power to distribute was given to them.

The fountain in the center of the square provided them with enough clean water, and there were large bushes growing various berries at the back of the town... This required them to arrange the collection time every day, at least to ensure that everyone had the opportunity to enter bush.

As for how much they can harvest, it depends on whether they work hard or not... probably because of the blessing of the goblin, these shrubs will regenerate in almost six hours.

Even if the number of refugees doubled, there would be no problem.

There is water and multigrain bread... This is the most incredible thing. Many people can't afford black bread, but it is actually distributed to refugees with multigrain bread with the aroma of wheat... There are also berries. Many people may be entering the Mir Forest refugees. I have never enjoyed such a beautiful life in the small town before.

Coupled with some bad things in that refugee camp... Many small groups that seemed to be united ended up falling apart... They didn't kill some of the so-called companions in the past because they were rational.

Although the Harpers are kind people...but as long as they are human, they will have some dark emotions.If you accidentally say it, you will feel ashamed, especially those who have known them in the past, so you can understand why there are no groups of people in the town.

Except for those guys whose heads are a little bloodshot, the refugee town is pretty easy to manage these days.

Ivar Grimes felt that the real test of their stewardship would come later... There was always someone who thought he was a genius and could dominate the worst of circumstances.

That's why he tried his best to bring in all the Harpist colleagues at this time... Although the reason seems a bit speechless, at least it won't arouse the suspicion of those ambitious people.

With such good management conditions, it would be too embarrassing for them to create a small group of "huddled together for warmth" to make trouble under the nose of their harpers.

(End of this chapter)