Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 120

The night was as black as ink, the stars and the moon were dimmed, and the chilly night fog gradually rose up, making the surrounding scene hazy.

"Swish..."

At this time, there was a faint sound of footsteps in the distance.

Thorn, who heard the movement, opened his eyes instantly, and at the same time, his right hand had already touched the hilt of the sword.

The reason why he dared to live alone away from the caravan was naturally very alert to danger perception, otherwise he would have died countless times wandering in the wilderness.

From the sound of walking without hesitation, Thorne could tell that the sound of footsteps in the distance did not seem to have intruded here unintentionally.

And the purpose is very clear, which is to get closer to him, so it can be confirmed that the comer should know his location in advance.

So how did the other party discover him?

Thorne was a little puzzled by this point. The ranger himself had a concealment bonus in the wilderness, and his "Hiding" skill had been raised to 20 points by him.

Reaching 20 points of "Hiding" and "Sneaking" skills will give you an additional ability.

That is, when used at night or in the shadows, it can achieve an invisibility-like effect. Under this effect, it is difficult for the naked eye to detect.

And his racial specialty "Wild Mask" and Shadow Hand's "Shadow Beloved" have greatly enhanced the "Hiding" skill.

Especially at night, even if Thorn didn't deliberately use these concealment skills, his entire body would gradually disappear in the shadows.

It is so easy to find him and precisely lock his position, except for the caster's detection magic, it is almost difficult for those who only rely on "perception" skills.

Thorne hid in place and was vigilant for a moment. As the footsteps got closer and closer, until he smelled a familiar smell, his expression gradually relaxed, but there was still a trace of doubt and puzzlement in his eyes.

Sensing that the other party was about to approach, Thorne moved his mind, and a bright flame appeared in his palm, and then he waved lightly to the ground under his control.

——"Desert Wind Sect (Enhanced Skill): The Flame of Chaos!"

Immediately, a summoning circle flashing orange-red light quickly emerged on the ground, and then a group of small fire elements with a height of about 1.2 meters appeared in front of Thorne.

The lighting characteristics of the small fire element make the surrounding environment look like daytime, and at the same time, the slowly approaching figures are clearly illuminated.

Feeling the light and warmth from the small fire elemental, Thorne immediately ordered it to stand still and not move around, to serve as a bonfire.

"Sit wherever you want." Thorne glanced up, pointed to the ground covered by weeds and said.

"Using fire elemental creatures as a bonfire, you can really come up with it, a good idea."

Andelina sat on the grass next to Thorne, glanced at the blurred human-shaped flame unexpectedly and said.

After thinking for a while, Thorn guessed how the other party found him.

The most common low-level spells in the spellcaster's precise location detection magic are just those few.

The prophecy spell of the second ring: "Ally Tracking", after using this spell on one's companions, one can find them in most situations, with an error of less than 10%.

And there is no distance limit, no matter how far the two sides are, even if other planes or companions die, it will still be effective, unless the other party enters an area similar to an anti-magic field, the spell will be suppressed.

Then there is the four-ring prophecy spell: "Mystic Eye", an invisible magic sense that can move freely and provide visual information anytime and anywhere.

As for the others, he doesn't know for the time being. There are too many types of magic in this world. Almost every day, technical geek wizards research new spells.

As for whether it is practical, it can only be known from future magic books.

Afterwards, he stopped entanglement and asked Anderina calmly, "Is there anything wrong with not going to rest so late?"

"It's nothing, I feel a little dull, so I just came out for a walk." Anderina sat on the ground with her arms around her knees and looked at the bright fire, and replied a little absent-mindedly.

"Then let's chat casually." Thorne saw that there was a hint of sadness on Anderina's pretty face flushed red, so he put the long sword on the ground again and said, leaning against the big tree behind him.

"Why didn't that troll steward of yours come with you?" Thorne thought for a while to break the calm first, and asked his inner doubts.

"Not everyone likes to wander in the wilderness like you. If there is a stable place to live, few people choose to go out for adventure, after all, it is too dangerous."

Andelina glanced at Thorn and said in a melancholy tone.

"Then why didn't you choose to stay in Twilight Town, I think it's still very safe there." Thorne expressed his opinion with some puzzlement.

"I don't know too well. I was looking forward to it when I didn't go to Twilight Town, but after I arrived suddenly, I didn't have much interest." Anderina shook her head and sighed softly.

"Are you confused?" Thorne was taken aback, looked at her unexpectedly, and guessed.

The life of the rich is different. They don’t have to worry about food or clothing, and occasionally they are confused. It’s not like they are running around for various things every day, Thorne can’t help sighing in his heart.

"Probably." Anderina nodded.

"Everyone has different goals and needs at different stages of life. When you are confused, first think about what you need most, and then work hard in this direction."

Tucao to Tucao, Thorne still seriously comforted Andelina.

"Goals and needs? Do you know? The belief and ideal of the Night Lords of Stallman Town is to establish a territory that belongs to their tiefling race.

Then gather them together and avoid wandering the most dilapidated alleyways, ruins and shadows in every corner of the continent.

Changing the world's perception of the tiefling race from being watched and whispered is too great an ideal to bear. "

Anderina was silent for a moment, looking at the flames of the fire element and said calmly.

"This is indeed a great ideal, but it's a pity that they are descendants of the devil, and their blood has long been polluted. Not everyone can resist the erosion from the blood, but at least she has put it into action, hasn't she?"

After listening to Anderina's words, Thorne said with a thoughtful expression.

"Then what is your belief? Can you tell me?" Andrina turned around, staring quietly at Thorne's face hidden in the hood, and asked curiously and expectantly.

"Me?" Sensing the other party's curious gaze, Thorne considered it and said truthfully:

"As a ranger, it is natural to stand on the front line of the wilderness, defending against all incoming monsters and tribes of humanoid creatures, and avoiding the destruction of civilization."

"Does it mean Upper Falls Town?" Andrina asked, looking at Thorne with her head tilted slightly, letting her loose long hair sway in the wind.

"That's right. After all, it's another... home that belongs to this world. They taught me a lot of things there, so I must guard it well." Thorne paused for a while before saying firmly.

"Home?" Anderina muttered softly, looking down at the red weeds reflected by the fire element, lost in thought.

"That's right! It's a pity that the ranger's professional ability alone can't play a decisive role like a spellcaster. So in order to improve my strength, I resolutely chose to leave alone to find the so-called way to become stronger."

As a ranger, he possesses excellent tracking and hunting skills, unmatched by anyone in Fallstown except his mentor.

But in the face of the vast number of humanoid invasions, there is nothing to do. Even if the weakest goblin stands there, let him chop down one by one, how many can he kill?
He didn't want to experience the siege of a large group of enemies, watching his companions fall one by one, but there was nothing he could do. The pale and helpless feeling of frustration was too uncomfortable.

One night, he suddenly saw the "eye of insight" flashing on the Wizard Tower of Winter City as if telepathically.

So he left quietly without saying a word, and at the same time secretly vowed in his heart that if he could not become stronger, he would never come back, at least in this way he would not have to see scenes of tragedies happen.

Then, guided by the lights of the Wizard Tower, he came to Cold Winter City. Perhaps it was fate, or the so-called fate, where he obtained the inheritance of the Nine Swords.

"So, is the Nine Swords Grandmaster who killed the demon lord's incarnation that night your mentor?"

Anderina recalled what happened that night, and the inheritor of the Nine Swords mentioned by the magician Anakeys, showing a sudden look.

"Mentor? I'm not sure. Although I already regard him as my mentor in my heart, he never mentioned it. Maybe it's because I'm too weak." Thorne said with some regret.

After finishing speaking, he slowly stood up and looked in the direction of Winter City. Unfortunately, the terrain here is low, and he did not see the lights of the Wizard Tower.

Only the cold moon hangs alone, and the clear light pours over the ground, like a layer of silver frost condensed on the ground.

Thorn looked up at the sky, but saw that the distant sky was filled with faint mist, and the edge of the mist was dotted with a few lone stars, faintly shining and dazzling.

(End of this chapter)