Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 131
A lone moon hangs high in the night sky, and the cold moonlight pours down, reflecting the bonfire burning in the ruins. With the splashing sparks, the air is gradually filled with the smell of fireworks.

At the strong invitation of the wizard Alanis, the two sat around the burning bonfire together.

The sorceress Andelina sat next to Thorne, looking at the two opposite with curious eyes.

Just like her profession, the female assassin Irene was still covered by a black cloak, and hidden in the hood was a cold face with closed eyes and deep thought.

Thorne kept his eyes on the wizard Alanis for a long time.

Although this very young-looking wizard was wearing a set of luxurious loose clothing, he still found his slender but muscular body through the opponent's movements, which is not like a wizard who likes to indulge in research.

Just like the saber hanging on his waist, the bright sapphire inlaid on the hilt can easily attract the attention of others, making them ignore the weather-beaten blade.

An eccentric wizard and a normal suspicious assassin, this is Thorne's inner evaluation of the two.

At this time, the wizard Alanis, who was sitting opposite Thorne, was tossing his package while lazily blowing a relaxed tune.

The dimensional bag hanging on his waist was like a treasure chest, and he kept taking out some daily necessities that made Thorn's eyelids twitch.

A small cooking pot, a plate of salted fish tightly wrapped, a packet of dried mushrooms, a packet of herbs, a large silver pot of water, and another pot for cooking dry wine...

"There is no fine china, no clean linen, no bright candlesticks. You are well adapted to the harsh travel life, Mr. Wizard." There was a hint of ridicule in Thorne's words.

"Travel is hard work, but I will try my best to keep it civilized, although it is not so easy." Wizard Alanis said modestly with a gentle smile.

"I'm starting to have doubts about your true identity." Thorne calmed down and said frankly.

"Then what should a wizard look like to you? Vigilant ranger friend."

Alanis still maintained a gentle smile and said, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and he was skillfully mixing various ingredients together.

"Shouldn't wizards be a group of scholars who pursue the truth?" Thorne thought for a while and expressed his views on wizards.

Among the player groups, he has almost no contact with wizards, and the only one he is familiar with is Pardo. Maybe because of his age, his personality is still immature, and he looks more like a nerd.

Although the player wizard in Iron Horse Town had only met each other, Thorne could feel the distorted character of the other party due to the huge knowledge system.

And the aborigine wizard in front of him is more like a bard, or a wandering half-baked artist.

But when the two met for the first time, Thorne's instinct told him that the other party was a wizard.

"It's a group of people who will give up everything in pursuit of the truth." The sorceress Anderina pondered for a while, and expressed her opinion.

"Truth? Everyone has a different truth in their hearts, and my truth is to integrate magic into our lives and enjoy the fun that life brings."

Alanis used the power of the spell to clean a small bundle of fresh vegetables.

He looked up at the sorceress again, smiled and shook his head and explained:
"When a wizard gives up everything in order to pursue the truth, he is already crazy. Just like the fallen lich, they are almost a group of irrational lunatics. What truth are they talking about?"

After speaking, he shifted his gaze to Thorne and said, "Then, friend Ranger, can you explain to me the doubt in my heart, how did you detect the real identity of the two of us?"

As soon as Alanis finished speaking, the female assassin who had closed her eyes and meditated slightly raised her eyes, and the corner of her eyes glanced at Thorn, and Anderina who was beside him also looked at him curiously.

One was cold, one was soft, one was curious, and the three gazes all focused on Thorn, making his face hidden in the hood unavoidably embarrassed.

Because he judged it just now based entirely on his intuition and the smell of the female assassin, but unexpectedly, he guessed them all.

Intuition is a special way of thinking that is not controlled by human will. It is a way of thinking that exists from one's own occupation, experience, and instinct.

In fact, it is your own sixth sense, such as the air in nature. When you want to catch it, it will disappear without a trace. When you don’t care, it will give you unexpected things like a magic pen Surprise and surprise.

It has the characteristics of quickness, directness, and instinctive awareness.

So Thorn thought about it quickly, and then said what he thought unhurriedly: "It's nothing strange, these seem to be a kind of innate intuition to me."

"Whether it is a ranger, a rogue, or an assassin, when they walk, they will produce a silent rhythm, a rhythm that can only be understood by intuition.

It feels like a wizard can feel the magic element of travel, a paladin can feel the evil breath approaching, and smell the midnight tears on this beautiful lady. "

Tears of Midnight is a kind of poison that will not cause any abnormalities after taking it, and can stay dormant until the midnight bell strikes.

This poison is the best choice for the secret cadets of the Thornbird Assassin Academy to practice poison resistance, as it will keep you awake at night.

Thorn smelled the same scent as Horat on this female assassin, and Horat told him this secret news only after he questioned her.

When the female assassin Irene mentioned the Midnight Tears, a trace of surprise flashed in her light blue eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

"A very reasonable explanation." Alanis looked at Thorne and nodded slightly, his gray eyes showed an inexplicable meaning:

"However, wizards are not the only ones who can feel the magic element of traveling.

In this world full of miracles, magic is everywhere, and they affect the whole world everywhere. Every rock, every stream, every creature, and even the air are full of magical energy. "

"Just like I feel the strong fire elemental breath from the two of you, this is not what a wilderness ranger should have. After all, the power of fire will only bring destruction to nature."

"No one dares to ignore the power brought by magic, otherwise their adventurous career will soon end magnificently, including us, so it is not very strange to understand the structure and use of magic."

After Thorn finished speaking, he stretched out his palm, and with a slight movement of his mind, a small flame emerged in his palm, rising up with a wisp of faint smoke, and then slowly disappearing into the air.

"Dear Erin, we had interesting friends tonight."

Alanis saw the beating flames in Thorne's palm, a slight surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he turned around and smiled at the female assassin beside him.

The female assassin gave Alanis a sideways look, and continued to remain silent.

Alanis, who had been used to it for a long time, was not surprised. He looked through the dimension bag again, and took out a small pot with a unique shape and a bag of ground coffee beans.

Under the silent gaze of Thorne and Anderina, they began to get busy.

When the coffee was ready, Alanis filled a cup first, and solemnly bent down and handed it to the female assassin Irene, and then poured a cup for Thorn and Andrina respectively:
"Taste the well-known drink from the South, where no territory in this uninhabited emerald field can brew a decent cup of coffee."

Thorne looked at the coffee in his hand. It was thick, dark, and syrupy. He took a deep breath and found that there was nothing unusual.

But he still didn't choose to drink, but gently touched the sorceress beside him with his elbow.

Andelina was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood Thorne's meaning. She pointed slightly, and an invisible wave of magic power enveloped the cup.

"I'm very sorry, Mister Wizard, I hope you can understand." Noticing what Anderina conveyed, Thorn took a sip lightly and said with an apologetic expression.

"You are right to do this. After all, only those who are cautious will live long." Alanis said with a smile that didn't really care.

"It tastes good. It comes from the southern kingdom of Culin Port. It's been a long time since I tasted it." Anderina took a sip lightly and praised.

"Thank you for your compliment, beautiful sorceress." Alanis said:

"My family runs high-end coffee in Culin Port. In fact, I want to bring this delicious drink and the family's reputation to Fallstown. Unfortunately, my half-elf friend who was shot in the knee passed away."

"That's really a pity." Thorn said slowly, shaking slightly while holding the cup.

Alanis's gray eyes caught Thorn's expression, and then he glanced thoughtfully at the composite longbow behind his back, sighed deeply, looked at the lonely sky of the cold moon and recalled:
"I don't know how his son and daughter are doing. When we first met 15 years ago, we were still two naughty children."

After Alanis finished speaking, he stopped talking, but was silently busy with the delicacies in the small cooking pot.

"Are you alright?" Anderina, who was sitting next to Thorn, noticed that something was wrong with his expression, and couldn't help asking with concern.

"It's okay." Thorne smiled at her and shook his head, and immediately drank the coffee in the cup that had long since dissipated.

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