Goblin Dependency

To a certain extent, for the ordinary humans on the Aifala Continent, especially those living in small to medium human settlements with some degree of external defense.

Adventurers are even more terrifying than goblins.

The overwhelming strength far beyond ordinary people, relatively lacking regulatory organizations, and even a lackluster punitive mechanism allow adventurers to rampage through the streets with a transcendent attitude that views ordinary civilians as inferior beings.

Although the settlement at "Thousand Pile Island" Stodd is not small in scale, during the Sea Rhythm Festival, the number of adventurers gathered for the Moon Tide Banquet far exceeds the limits of what this town can handle and regulate.

Frankly speaking, when the organizer of the banquet itself is a well-known Great Pirate, how can the island’s officials, those guards and sheriff, possibly deal with the chaos on the island?

The crowd scattered and moved aside with an attitude of avoidance when the senior adventurer identities of Xia Nan and Sasha approached.

Allowing the four of them to clearly see the scene happening on the field.

As Xia Nan had suspected, what appeared before them was an extremely classic "Adventurer-Villager" case.

It didn’t even require much explanation from the bystanders; just the states of the parties involved and the scene details were enough to discern and judge.

A burly adventurer clad in medium armor stood at the center of the venue, holding a sharp One Handed Sword in one hand, while the other hand gripped a young girl covered in dust, clothed in disarray, screaming in fear;

Behind him was a dilapidated wooden hut with furniture and miscellaneous items scattered chaotically;

In front of him were a weathered couple, kneeling and pleading bitterly, their skin dark and covered with sunburns, yet their middle-aged hair already white.

It’s worth mentioning that the adventurer had a large tattoo on his neck; the tattoo depicted entangled lightning and storm with a piercing sword marking his identity as a Wind Forger.

Honestly, having transmigrated to the Aifala Continent for nearly two years, Xia Nan had witnessed similar events many times personally, or heard about them in the Tavern.

He was clearly aware that such matters had long become the norm in this world.

Xia Nan neither had the ability nor the grand ambition to completely change the situation on the Aifala Continent.

But as an ordinary person with relatively normal values, assuming the premise of what he could manage.

When such malevolent acts occur right before his eyes, feigning indifference... Xia Nan indeed couldn’t do it.

His gaze swiftly scanned the scene again, carefully confirming the situation.

Frowning, he took a step forward, about to open his mouth to say something.

A deep voice laced with mockery suddenly resounded from the crowd nearby.

"How has the Wind Forger ended up in this state?"

"No wonder we don’t see you guys taking any tasks; turns out you’re making money through such deeds?"

A familiar figure to Xia Nan, accompanied by two fellow adventurers from the group, emerged from the crowd, taunting.

It was the same dwarf who had aggressively cursed standing on a table during the dispute in the Tavern earlier.

There was already significant friction between the Furious Tide Battle Gang and the Wind Forger, although both Captains had instructed before arriving on Stodd Island that if they encountered each other and had conflicts, to avoid escalating things and prevent battles.

This didn’t stop the dwarf from taking the opportunity to taunt.

It was evident that the adventurer from Wind Forger in the center of the field found it hard to conceal his anger faced with the derision of the opposite side, his face flushed, gripping the sword hilt tightly, appearing on the verge of rushing over for a fight.

Yet clearly, this adventurer still retained some rationality.

On one hand, there were more people on the dwarf’s side from Furious Tide Battle Gang, while he was alone at the moment.

If conflict occurred, he would definitely suffer the loss himself.

On the other hand, if a direct conflict occurred, disregarding the prior Captain’s instructions, no one would step in for him even though he was at a disadvantage.

Considering these factors, perhaps temporary retreat was the best option.

After hesitating for a moment, this adventurer didn’t even leave a harsh word.

Instead, he cast a glance at the dwarf’s side, released the young girl in his grip, turned to vent by forcefully shoving away several blocking civilians, vanishing into the street’s bustling crowd.

"Tsk tsk..."

Watching the Wind Forger Team adventurer escape embarrassingly made the dwarf who had suffered a setback earlier at the Tavern feel gratified, his gaze unceremoniously sweeping over the girl left behind on the field, now being comforted in her mother’s embrace.

Noticing her slender figure, not to his liking, he withdrew his gaze and signaled to his two companions behind, then turned and left.

The dwarf’s earlier taunt wasn’t born from kindness, being unable to witness the oppression of civilians by other adventurers, but was entirely due to his adversarial relationship with the Wind Forger crew.

To some extent, he even hoped that the opponent would be harsher, thus his mockery could be heavier, even finding legitimate reasons to retaliate.

As for the lives of these few civilians... he didn’t care.

Similarly, if the positions were swapped in the field, and the ones oppressing residents were adventurers from the Furious Tide Battle Gang seen by the Wind Forger side, they would also unhesitatingly seize the chance to attack and ridicule.

As both sides retreated, the crowd originally watching also dispersed accordingly.