Goblin Dependency

But at the moment, he forcibly suppressed the burning anger in his heart, and in a sarcastic tone, said sullenly:

"It seems that the face of ’Algae Scale’ Dodd is indeed big enough, even our noble ’Wind Forger’ Captain Sefeng, deigns to join us peasants for an event."

Undoubtedly, verbal skills are not Iron Grid’s forte.

Such words, tinged with taunt, did not stir even a bit of anger from Sefeng on the other side.

However, shaking his wine glass, he casually replied:

"Captain Iron Grid, you just used the word ’deigns’. I think you used it very well, after all..."

He raised his chin, making the originally disdainful gaze in those crystalline eyes appear even more contemptuous.

"Tonight, you lower-class folks being able to sit in the same room with me is indeed your honor."

"I can understand your nervous feelings, it’s just that venturing at sea over the years, occasionally seeing what the world is like at the bottom isn’t too bad."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden commotion broke out among the Furious Tide Battle Gang.

Many members were enraged, wielding their weapons, ready to step forward, but were stopped by Iron Grid’s gaze.

On the other side, Sefeng did not pause, but rather intentionally brought the glass to his nose, theatrically pretended to sniff a few times.

Furrowing his brows, theatrically lifted his hand and waved it in front of his nose.

"Captain, what’s wrong, has the wine gone bad?"

Asked a sharp-witted teammate.

"It hasn’t gone bad, it’s just that there’s too much water mixed in, even the original taste has changed."

"You know, when these two things are blended together, they’ll never get clean."

Normally, if he said this, perhaps no one would think much of it.

But at the moment when Sefeng showed disdain, his eyes were always looking toward Iron Grid on the other side.

In this situation, the meaning of this pure blood Elf became very clear.

Undoubtedly, taunting the mixed heritage of Dwarf and Barbarian.

To this, the entire Furious Tide Battle Gang’s reaction was especially intense.

If not for Iron Grid’s obstruction, a fight might have broken out immediately.

In the past, even if he was the only one standing here, given the Half Dwarf’s character, he would never let the other side say these words while still sitting there calmly.

But the situation now is different.

They came to "Thousand Pile Island" to attend the Moon Tide Banquet, commissioned by collector Aurie, with more important tasks to accomplish.

If merely due to some emotional dispute, influencing Mr. Aurie’s plan and the efforts and safety of the team members, Iron Grid as captain could not forgive himself.

This is precisely why he is presently forcibly suppressing his anger and restraining his actions.

And meanwhile, for Sefeng and the Wind Forger Team on the other side, it’s the same.

If it were somewhere else, they wouldn’t mind thoroughly resolving past vendettas with these peasants in front.

But at this moment, the location is Stodd Island, where many adventurers are gathered, hosted by ’Algae Scale’ Dodd, about to hold the Moon Tide Banquet.

Initiating combat recklessly, expending team strength, can easily allow other forces to seize victory, and by then, they themselves won’t end well.

Considering this reason, the taunt from Sefeng earlier, is already a result of obvious restraint.

Otherwise, not to mention anything else, even a simple humiliating word "mongrel" is enough to break the other side’s defense;

Insulting Iron Grid’s parents a couple more times, frivolously inquiring how a Barbarian and a Dwarf gave birth to him, would be enough to plunge both parties into a fight to the death.

But Sefeng did not do so.

On the other hand, because not far from both parties, that table was silently observing adventurers.

If he was not mistaken, that Spotted Cat race should be a member of the "Sword of Vengeance" team.

And beside him, the black-haired, black-eyed young man carrying dual swords should be the recently rising "Haiya" Xia Nan.

Judging from a few people’s expressions during the conversation just now, the other side and Iron Grid seem to have some relationship.

Although not afraid of "Sword of Vengeance" and this newcomer’s being called "Haiya", generating unnecessary enemies and increasing risk is not his style.

Therefore, despite the current stalemate between both parties, seemingly about to start a battle any moment.

But actually, neither Iron Grid nor Sefeng would let this fight happen at this place and time.

"Gulp gulp."

The Adam’s apple of the adult male elf, almost invisible, rolled up and down.

Draining the wine in hand, Sefeng stood up, swept his gaze over the Furious Tide Battle Gang opposite, and glanced towards Xia Nan.

"Haha, wish you a happy holiday."

Leaving an eerie blessing to Iron Grid lastly, the elf beckoned, leading the group of Wind Forgers out of the tavern.

After this incident, Iron Grid also lost interest in further engagement.

With a slightly unpleasant expression, he nodded towards Xia Nan and then also left the tavern with his subordinates.

Buzz——

The tavern, which had fallen into an eerie silence due to the tense atmosphere between the two senior adventurer teams, instantly became lively again after they both left.

Adventurers discussed their thoughts, exchanging gossip and rumors they had heard, whether true or false, about these two teams.

The tavern owner there also visibly breathed a sigh of relief, as if grateful his tavern avoided disaster and remained intact.

Xia Nan withdrew his gaze.

When he was at Suo Yu Bay before, he vaguely heard from other adventurers about the relationship between these two teams, and at that time didn’t care much.

But just now, he realized the hatred and conflict between the "Furious Tide Battle Gang" and "Wind Forger" are far more intense than he imagined.

Feeling puzzled, he asked others about the details.

In this matter, like him, the inland visitor Half-Elf Alton naturally knew nothing.

Ellison answered Xia Nan’s questions.

Growing up in the Southern Islands from childhood, later collecting a lot of information from searching for traces of his father Lailo Moerton, few are more knowledgeable about the stories of this sea area in recent years.

Seeing Xia Nan puzzled, he concisely explained the initial reason for the conflict between these two adventurer teams.

"I don’t remember the exact time, it should be many years ago, a spellcaster from inland, reportedly offended a certain power and was forced to hide his identity, developing in the Southern Islands."

"You know, the number of spellcasters is always scarce at sea, with even fewer willing to join adventurer teams, and coupled with his quite good casting skills, he soon received olive branches from many teams."

"Among them, ’Furious Tide Battle Gang’ and ’Wind Forger’ were the closest to success."

"I don’t know what specifically happened between them, but in the end, both teams got the spellcaster they wanted to some degree."

"It’s just that one is the upper half, the other is the lower half."

The spellcaster from inland died in the struggle between the two adventurer teams, which initially tied up enmities between Furious Tide Battle Gang and Wind Forger.

Then the conflict developed and evolved, eventually intensifying to today’s extent.

With the confusion in his mind resolved, a thoughtful expression appeared on Xia Nan’s face, and he further inquired:

"What about ’Algae Scale’ Dodd? Does he have anything to do with these two teams?"

Ellison furrowed his brows, contemplating for a moment before slowly shaking his head.

"As far as I know... no."

It’s like the damp air, distant thunder, and slowly falling raindrops before an impending storm.

Sha Hua Fishman, Sea Beast Demon, adventurers...

Even though no conspicuous traces worthy of suspicion were found, Xia Nan, with his sensitive perception, had always felt an impending storm ever since stepping on Stodd Island.

Just hope it won’t affect his upcoming plans regarding the key to [Dream Weaving Corridor].