Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 132 Female Assassin Irene

The moonlight is like water, and the stars are twinkling. The ruins of a dilapidated village are located on the wilderness. A little bit of starlight is falling, reflecting the weeds and vines that are growing beautifully, and a bright bonfire that is burning.

Thorne gulped down the coffee in the cup, the bitter taste rushed to his whole body along the tip of his tongue, and an inexplicable taste kept rolling in his heart.

"A good cup of coffee can cheer you up, cheer you up and ease the fatigue of travel when you embark on new adventures, young ranger, you seem too impatient."

The wizard Alanis lowered his head and concentrated on the delicious food in the small cooking pot, and said casually:
"This is the most delicious coffee in Culin Port, and a wizard who specializes in this kind of coffee grinds it for you personally, so the way you eat it is really ugly.

Learn more from the beautiful sorceress next to you, she looks more like a born nobleman. "

"I'm just a ranger who stays with the wilderness, and I like to hunt those hazards that hover on the edge of civilization. As for the elegant images you nobles say, they don't suit me."

Thorne glanced at Anderina and said calmly.

"No matter where you live, you always have to communicate with people. A person who is not good at expressing will always add a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Alanis gently stirred the boiling thick soup and said with a smile, every movement revealed dexterity and elegance.

"There are many ways to communicate, but I prefer to communicate with the sharp blade in my hand." After Thorn finished speaking, he looked at the female assassin opposite Irene and said:
"This beautiful lady, can you accept my challenge?"

After some communication with the wizard, Thorne finally confirmed that the other party did not have any malicious intentions.

That being the case, he didn't want to let go of this opportunity to exercise himself. From the temperament of the two people in front of him, Thorn judged that their strength was at least above his.

To be able to compete with a skilled assassin, he naturally wished for it, and at the same time let him know his own shortcomings.

"Young man, I advise you to be kind, don't always think about fighting and killing, it's too boring, and what's more, you are provoking a female assassin."

Alanis took a look at the female assassin's expression, and heaved a sigh of relief, so he kindly comforted Thorne.

"Do you know how old I am? Little guy." The female assassin Irene looked at Thorne softly with her pale blue eyes.

Thorn was taken aback when he heard the words. He was confused by the other party's strange question, so he looked up and down at her exquisite appearance, and subconsciously guessed: "25 years old?"

He would like to guess in the older direction, but the taboo of age is common to women in both worlds.

Although he didn't quite understand what the female assassin meant, he still chose to be conservative.

The female assassin Irene showed a faint smile under Alanis' surprised eyes, then lifted the hood covering her head, and then combed her slightly curly long black hair to one side, revealing her pointed ears:

"My people, I am a half-elf just like you. Before you were born, I had already left Fallstown and successfully graduated from the Thornbird Assassin Academy in the Northern Wilderness."

After the female assassin finished speaking, she drew out a dagger hidden in the leather boots. Under the light of the fire, the hilt was engraved with the clearly visible logo of the Assassin Academy, but the blade was engraved with subtle stripes.

She gently stroked the scratches on the blade and said, "When you learn to walk, my blade is already full of deep scratches. These belong to the glory of an assassin."

"and then?"

Thorne heard that the other party was also from Fallstown, and the last trace of worry disappeared, and then he noticed that the other party was gently stroking the blade, as if remembering the past, and asked subconsciously.

"Then experienced countless battles in the southern kingdom, big and small, and five years of adventure, until he got a glorious position in..."

As the female assassin was talking, she suddenly felt Alanis' gaze, so she paused for a moment before finishing this not-so-complete narrative.

"After knowing this, are you still confident that you have the strength to challenge me?" The female assassin Irene smiled slightly at Thorn:

"You are still too young. A few years later, this may change. After all, you are still talented, but now, you have no chance at all. I don't want my sword to drink the blood of my compatriots."

Thorn, who was eager to try, suddenly felt Andrina gently pulling his sleeve, so he pressed her hand, smiled at her, and indicated with his eyes that he was fine, then took a deep breath and said slowly:
"If you want to become a real strong man, you must have the spirit of fearlessness. There is only the first time and countless times to retreat, so I still want to give it a try. Please satisfy my somewhat rude request."

"Dear Irene, you have said more to this ranger than the two of us in a year. This is not like the usual you. It's too surprising." Alanis looked at the female assassin and said sourly .

"I haven't been back to Pushang Town for many years, and I suddenly miss my childhood memories, my people, how is it doing there now?"

The female assassin Irene brushed her curly hair, ignored the whining wizard, and sighed to Thorne.

"You won't know until you've been there." Thorn didn't answer the other party's question directly, because he didn't know exactly what happened now.

"Okay, then let me test your strength." The smiling eyes of the female assassin suddenly became sharp.

"Zheng!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately got up and drew out the long sword. A cold light flashed from the sharp blade and converged on the elf runes carved on the edge of the sword. Under the cold moonlight, it dazzled people's eyes.

Extraordinary weapon?

Looking at the sparkling sword blade, Thorn's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he gently pulled out the Demon Slaying Sword from his waist.

The originally unpretentious scabbard showed its sharpness under Thorne's light twitch.

The shiny pure black sword body is densely covered with obscure and incomprehensible demonic runes. Under the light of the fire, the distorted characters look like demons struggling in pain.

The dark red blade meets the bright bonfire, making it even hotter.

Immediately after Thorn's thoughts moved, the flame power from the Desert Wind Sect immediately surged in his body. In the dark night, his thin figure seemed to be shrouded in a layer of orange-red halo.

When the wizard Alanis saw Thorne's blade, his eyes flashed in surprise, and his expression became very dignified. Then, with a thought, he used the power of magic to send a voice transmission to the female assassin:

"Don't be careless, this ranger is a bit dangerous."

The female assassin ignored the wizard's warning and walked directly to an open place not far away.

——"Steel Soul School (Stance Skill): Clear Body!"

Holding a long sword, Thorne, who walked not far from the female assassin, activated the Stance Skill of the Steel Soul School again.

The moment the "Clear Body" locked onto the female assassin, the scene in front of Thorn's eyes quickly became blurred and distorted, but the other's body came into his eyes very clearly.

Seeing Thorne's full-body alert posture, the female assassin nodded in satisfaction, and then tightened the blade in her hand.

"Whoosh!"

Turning into a black shadow, it brought a strong wind and attacked Thorne.

Seeing the blurry figure rushing towards him, Thorne locked his eyes tightly on the female assassin's blade, and just as the blade was about to approach his neck, the long sword in his right hand immediately went up to him.

"clang!"

The two magic weapons sparked dazzling sparks in the night.

"boom!"

Under Thorn's control, the Demon Slaying Sword erupted into fiery waves, reflecting the surprised expression of the female assassin.

"Zheng!"

At the same time, Thorn's left hand instantly drew out another dagger, and slashed towards the opponent's abdomen.

Just when the dagger was about to make a contribution, the figure of the female assassin suddenly turned into a phantom and disappeared. At the same time, Thorne immediately felt the icy light behind him.

So without hesitation, he used his agile body to lower his head and roll forward, avoiding the falling sword blade.

——"Desert Wind Sect (Strike Skill): Flame of the Young Dragon!"

Then Thorn's long sword trembled slightly, and a terrifying flame energy suddenly gathered into a point, condensing on the tip of the dagger.

When the disappearing figure of the female assassin reappeared behind Thorne, he turned around abruptly.

"clang!"

Immediately afterwards, his demon-slaying long sword once again held the blade that was slashing towards the neck, and the dagger in his left hand took the opportunity to spray out a roaring cone-shaped flame that enveloped the female assassin's whole body.

The hot flames reflected the dark night and Thorn's figure red.

Shadow jump?

The other party disappeared suddenly, and Thorne clearly felt a trace of shadow energy floating in the air.

It seems that the opponent's occupation is not just as simple as an assassin, Thorne thought to himself.

Then he didn't dare to be careless, and carefully searched for her disappearing figure, and only a few handshakes made him understand the difficulty of the other party.

At least this ability of continuous shadow jumping, he has no way to deal with it, and can only be in a passive position to be beaten.

Unless he learns the follow-up moves of the Shadow Hand School, he will have the corresponding method.

Fortunately, he is now in the state of "clear body", as long as the opponent comes out, he can immediately detect it, and then take corresponding measures, otherwise he would have been instantly killed in the first round.

coming!

At this time, Thorn once again felt the piercing sound behind him.

——"Shadow Hand School (Strike Technique): Shadow Blade Technique!"

Thorne turned around abruptly, and the two sharp blades in his hands, one long and one short, suddenly turned into four phantoms and greeted the female assassin.

——"Desert Wind School (Strike Skill): Flame Star!"

Just when the blades of the two sides were about to meet, Thorne's dagger burst out into a ball of dazzling white light, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

When the white light completely dissipated, Thorne and the female assassin emerged.

The female assassin's long sword was parried by Thorne's short sword with difficulty, and it was only a hair's breadth away from his fragile neck.

When Thorne's long sword was about to stab the opponent's body, it was resisted by the triggered protective force field, and even the scorching flames emitted by the long sword were completely offset.

"Good job." The female assassin Irene put away her weapon, softened her sharp eyes with a smile, and praised Thorne.

"Thank you for your guidance and mercy." Thorne thanked slightly.

In this sparring session, Thorne knew very well that the other party was obviously holding back, otherwise the sharp blade would have already cut his throat. It can be said that this sparring session made him walk on the verge of death.

After finishing speaking, he put the two sharp blades into the scabbard and walked towards the corner of the ruins.

"Dear Irene, how is it?" Alanis walked up to Irene and asked.

"Not bad." Irene glanced at the wizard, and nodded with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)