Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 129 The Forest of Helmets and Thorns
There were bursts of strange calls from flying birds among the dense branches, and the air was filled with the rotten smell of dead branches and leaves. Absolutely.

In this almost primitive jungle, accompanied by the sound of rustling footsteps, two figures shuttled through it and gradually disappeared.

"There is one question that I have never been able to figure out." Anderina, the sorceress who was following Thorne, stretched out her slender fingers to flick off the fallen leaves hanging from her hair, and couldn't help but said as she watched his back and quickened her pace to follow. .

"What's the problem?" Thorn, who was walking in front, stopped and turned to look at her when he heard the words.

Andrina noticed Thorne's gaze hidden in the hood, and passed the stick-like branch in her right hand to her left, then took out a sheepskin scroll and approached Thorne, pointing to the map on the scroll and saying:
"We can clearly pass through the flat town of Horn to reach Pushang Town, why must we bypass the town of Horn and choose to walk through the forest of thorns."

"Don't you see it?" Thorne pointed to the icon on the map and said:
"As long as we pass through this forest of thorns and thorns before dark, and set off the next morning, we can reach the town of Falls, which is the fastest route to the town of Falls."

"Of course I know that this is a shortcut, but the so-called shortcut in your mouth is to climb over the rugged mountainous area, and then pass through the thorny forest full of thorns. I don't think this shortcut is better than riding a horse on a flat commercial road Come quickly."

Anderina put away the map, her beautiful eyes flickered and said thoughtfully:

"As a ranger, it's impossible for you to fail to understand such a simple matter, so it can be inferred from this that you are hiding something from me?"

After finishing speaking, the sorceress tilted her head slightly and looked at Thorn with a half-smile.

Sensing the slightly teasing gaze from the other party, Thorne's face hidden in the cloak was slightly embarrassed, and he immediately regained his composure, choosing to truthfully say:
"The people in Bugle Town know me too well. I am worried that being recognized will cause unnecessary trouble and delay our itinerary."

"Friend? Or enemy?" Anderina asked after hearing what Thorne meant.

"Enemy." Thorne spit out these two words calmly.

"There are only a few player territories in the Emerald Field, and the humanoid tribes in the wilderness can't be killed. Why are you two territories in the mood to fight each other?" Anderina said a little puzzled.

"This is not an infighting. Fallstown has nothing to do with Bugle Town." Thorne directly refuted her words:
"Where there are people, there will be struggles, especially when it comes to interests, which is not surprising.

Do you know why the lizardmen in the bottomless swamp followed the caravan that night and then attacked at night? "

"I probably know a little bit. It is said that the people in Iron Horse Town leaked the specific information of the caravan's supplies to the Lizardmen. Compared with attacking Iron Horse Town, which is protected by thick walls, it is naturally the most appropriate to attack the caravan."

Anderina thought about it seriously, and then asked subconsciously after speaking: "Could it be that Bugle Town also leaked some information about Waterfall Town?"

"If it's just leaking secrets, there wouldn't be such a big hatred. There is a player lord in Horn Town who chose the ogre race and controlled a tribe of more than 100 ogres. They not only leaked the news, but also acted as lizards. person's role.

The people in Bugle Town thought they were foolproof, but I still found some clues, and finally confirmed that they were the murderers. "

Thorne's voice was not very loud, but there was an uncontrollable anger.

"Actually, this world is very simple. The main reason why we players lived so hard in the early stage was that we didn't adapt. After a few years, when we fully adapt to this kind of life and give full play to our own advantages, the ones who should cry are those humanoids. bio.

But the human heart is complicated, and there is no way to lead to the human heart. Some people's hearts are beautiful and make people feel very comfortable, while some people's hearts are very bad, disgusting and vicious.

So sometimes I wonder, if all the players in Emerald Field have stabilized and lost their original enemies, does it mean that infighting has begun. Thorne said in a slightly heavy tone.

"Sure enough, there is no pure land anywhere. Where there are people, there are always fights." After Andelina sighed, she looked at Thorne with a pair of beautiful eyes and said leisurely: "Then tell me, what kind of person do I belong to?"

Thorne seemed to feel that the topic he had just said was too heavy, so he smiled at her and said, "It's good."

"Is this a compliment?" Seeing Thorne's long-lost smile, Andelina gave him a beautiful roll of eyes.

Glancing at the other party's angry expression, Thorne didn't care. After thinking about it, he said solemnly:
"Since you chose to settle in Fallstown, I still have to make it clear to you that bad people in this world usually die very quickly."

"I'm not happy to hear your words. According to what you say, the believers of the Three Gods of Justice will all die soon." Hearing this, Anderina retorted Thorne's words with some dissatisfaction.

"Because the paladins and priests of the three gods of justice have the protection of the gods, but we can only rely on ourselves." Thorne said seriously, pointing to the sky covered by the jungle.

Thorne naturally welcomed Andelina's ability to settle in Fallstown.

After all, as long as the spellcasters who have reached the extraordinary level or above, basically have the ability to change a small battle.

Although in Winter City, the two sides did not have too much contact, and there was a lot of unhappiness on the contrary, but since she indiscriminately sheltered those bandit players and helped players break out of the sahuagin siege, and in the lower city The bar that was opened only for the convenience of players.

Let Thorne think that this female sorceress belongs to that kind of bad character. If it is still the case, living in Fallstown for a long time will definitely bring her a lot of unnecessary troubles, so he kindly persuaded her.

Sensing Thorn's serious expression, Anderina understood that the other party was not joking with her, so she patted Thorn's shoulder lightly and said, "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid yet."

In fact, she really wanted to refute him. If it wasn't for her personality, the two of them wouldn't have had so many interactions, but after thinking about it, she finally swallowed it back.

"Let's go, the forest of thorns is not far ahead." After Thorne finished speaking, he motioned for the other party to follow, and then walked forward.

There was silence all the way, only the sound of footsteps moving forward silently.

After the two continued to walk through the forest for about an hour, they finally came to the so-called Forest of Helmet and Thorn.

Helmet wattle is a vine-like ground shrub that likes to wrap around the branches of other shrubs or large trees.

When a jungle is completely occupied by Helmthorn with strong reproductive ability, it means that this jungle is difficult for travelers and adventurers to walk.

The main reason is that the helmet thorn is covered with sharp black thorns. These thorns are as long as the palm of an adult. The sharp and tough thorns are a natural nail and a dart that hurts people.

"This forest has been completely taken over by vines, how do you plan to get there?" Anderina asked, looking at the bushes in front of her.

There are withered trees and dense vine-like shrubs everywhere in front of her eyes, a dead forest without a trace of a path at all.

"Zheng!"

Thorne was about to speak when he suddenly noticed something abnormal in the bushes ahead, so he immediately drew out his long sword and stood in front of the sorceress and said in a low voice, "Be careful, there is something going on ahead."

Seeing the other party's dignified expression, Anderina quickly took out her staff, ready to cast spells at any time.

"Come out, I've seen you." After a while, Thorne found that the bushes were still shaking, but the person did not choose to show up, so he shouted in the hidden direction of the other party.

As soon as Thorn finished speaking, the swaying bush suddenly stopped, and then a person came out of it.

It was a plain middle-aged man, covered in dark green leather armor dyed with green pigments, holding a sharp sickle in his hand with his sleeves rolled up, as if he was cutting something.

The druid of the god of nature?

When Thorn noticed the oak leaf mark on the opponent's armor, his expression eased, he put the weapon back into the scabbard, and then indicated with his eyes that Anderina was fine.

Then a wooden holy emblem appeared in the palm of his sleeve.

"It turns out to be the guardian of nature. I'm sorry to bother you." Thorne leaned slightly while holding the wooden holy emblem in his hand.

After finishing speaking, he prepared to take Anderina through the Forest of Helmet and Thorn from other directions.

Most of the druids I met in the Emerald Field belonged to the extremist faction. Thorne naturally didn't want to talk nonsense with these stubborn guys.

And the reason why he holds his holy emblem in his hand is to let the other party understand his identity, so that the other party will not mistakenly think that the two of them are natural enemies.

"Young half-elf rangers, are you planning to pass through the Forest of Thorns?"

The middle-aged druid's approachable gaze first glanced at the sorceress Anderina, and frowned slightly. Then he noticed the holy emblem in Thorne's hand, and then eased.

"Exactly." Thorne replied calmly.

"The spread of Helmthorn has disrupted the balance of this forest. I have cleared a path to Fallshang Town. Please, disciple of Gwaeron, stalker of the path of silence."

The middle-aged druid moved away, pointed to the deep passage in the forest of thorns, and said slowly.

Although the extremist druids are the most stubborn, they are the most active in maintaining the balance of nature. At least the forest of thorns in front of them may be removed from the map in the future.

In the past, they did not choose to take action against it, probably because the spread of Helm Thorn was still within the estimated range.

"Thank you, guardian of natural balance, I wish you a path that will never get lost." Thorn looked at the passage of Helmet Thorn Forest, with a flash of surprise in his expression, and then he bowed slightly and thanked.

"You're welcome, young half-elf ranger, may Silvanus be with you, and may the blessings of nature protect your path." The middle-aged druid said with a gentle smile.

After speaking, he held a sickle and continued to walk in the direction where the helmet thorn spread.

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