The religious clash outside Votradnoi City was soon reported by a passing player, bringing it to Chris's attention.
This sort of thing gave Chris a headache, too. The player who had stood around enjoying the show was a rotten bastard himself. Two groups had been brawling at the village entrance, and despite being capable of stopping them, he had simply watched until they ended up with sixteen injured.
Only thirty-odd people had taken part in the armed brawl, yet they had managed to rack up sixteen casualties. That alone showed how fierce the fighting had been. Fortunately, no one had died.
Chris rubbed his temples as he listened to the report. The casualty figures on the white sheet of paper looked especially glaring in the sunlight.
He looked up at the excited player, "Onlooker," who was gesturing wildly.
"You should've seen that priest of the Earth Mother Goddess swinging an iron plow at people at the end. He was like a rabid-"
"All right, all right."
Rubbing his temples, Chris raised a hand to stop the player from continuing.
"Thanks for the report, brother. Did you do anything else afterward?"
"I arrested everyone involved in the fight, too."
The player spoke excitedly.
"They broke the law!"
Yes, they did break the law, but once you arrested them, couldn't you have handed them over to the Arbitration Officer responsible for that area and let the player serving as sheriff deal with them according to the laws I established?
Even if that player Arbitration Officer secretly hacked them to death, that would've been fine. Neither side was any good anyway. If they died, they died.
But why did you arrest them and bring them back to the palace? What are you trying to do?
Oh!
Chris glanced at the player's excited expression