Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 146 Deadlocked Relationship

In the lower city of Pushang Town, except for the slowly flowing Emerald River in the middle, which divides the entire area into east and west banks, the rest of the area is a flat open area.

On a wide road leading directly to the upper city, flat-roofed houses made of stone materials are lined up neatly on both sides.

If you look closely, you can also find that the stone walls of these houses still have ashes from the flames.

Half a year ago, the lower city of Pushang Town fell once, and the hobgoblins occupying this place could not attack the original residents and players who were all huddled on the cliffs and defending. Therefore, all these stone houses became the catharsis targets of the hobgoblins. Submerged in the sea of ​​fire and turned into piles of ruins, these are the traces left after reconstruction.

The former lower city was a maple forest before the players arrived. Although most of the maple trees have been replaced by houses, there are still many that grow on both sides of the river bank and are preserved, forming a beautiful landscape with the waterfalls flowing down. landscape.

Now it belongs to the month of rotten leaves, and the clusters of red maple leaves are like endless flames, burning on the branches, looking warm and unrestrained.

"Who were the identities of those two people just now?" Andrina looked at the endless crowds on the street, then glanced at the two people who were talking with Ashmo in the distance, and asked after catching up with Thorne.

"Since you plan to live here, let me briefly tell you about the situation in Fallstown." In order to reduce trouble, Thorn put on his hood again, pondered for a moment and said to Anderina:

"There are three factions in Waterfall Town, and the half-elf original residents of Upper City are the local forces of Waterfall Town, and they form a whole of their own.

Then there are those two people just now. The player I fought with was a rogue and part-time warlock with an advanced profession of trickster, and the other player's profession was warlock. They are the second force, and they all live in Emerald River Lower town on the West Bank.

The third force is the lower city on the east bank of the Emerald River, which is the street we are walking at this time. The leader here is called Carlos, and we should see it later. "

"It's just a small town, why is it so complicated? So which side do you belong to?" Listening to Thorne's analysis, Anderina asked after thinking for a while.

"Me?" Thorn paused and looked towards the end of the street when he heard the words:

"I am a half-elf race. When the game first opened, this was my birthplace. Naturally, it belongs to the original residents of the upper city."

"Aren't you with the players?" Andelina was startled for a moment, and asked in doubt.

"Is there any problem? As long as our common goal is to protect the town of Falls, the difference is not very big." Thorne asked back and explained to her.

"That half-elf Ashmo also belongs to the strength of the original residents?" Anderina asked again.

"No, he belongs to Carlos, and this guy's elven blood comes from the arrogant high elves, and he belongs to the most unwelcome person among the half-elf tribe."

Thorne recalled the scene when the half-elf natives of Fallstown met Ashmore and explained.

Then Thorn took Andrina across the street and arrived at the junction of the upper and lower towns of Waterfall Town.

In front of the two of them is a steep cliff that is continuous from east to west. The average height of the cliff that does not fall straight is about 600 meters. It is still difficult to climb up from here with bare hands.

However, for the convenience of passage, a stone step with a width of about one meter was built on the cliff for people to walk on.

"Who are you? Don't you know the rules here? How dare you step into the upper city without authorization."

When Thorne and Andrina walked into the upper city from the steps, a half-elf man in a green cloak jumped down from a big tree not far away, blocked their way, and yelled loudly.

What's happening here?
How did the relationship between the player and the original residents become so rigid?

Thorne frowned when he saw the half-elf who put an arrow on the bowstring and pointed it at him not far away.

Although the original residents of the half-elves in Waterfall Town don't like to see the players in the lower city, they will help them out every time they encounter a crisis. Even if some players accidentally enter the upper city, they are at most just a kind reminder.

The current situation is that they are fighting each other directly. From the expression of the other party, it can be seen that if there is a disagreement, they will immediately strike, which makes Thorn doubtful.

It seems that a lot of things must have happened during the half a year of leaving, Thorne thought to himself.

"Don't be impulsive, Zeta. I'm Thorne, put down your weapon." Thorne held Andrina's arm preparing for the spell, and said to the half-elf man not far away.

"Thorn, when did you come back?" The half-elf man saw Thorne's face clearly, a hint of surprise flashed in his pale green eyes, then put away his bow and arrow, and quickly walked to him and asked.

"I came back today." Thorne looked at the half-elf man who was not much older than him and asked, "What's going on? Why has the relationship with the lower city become so tense."

"I'm not too sure about this. Since the tragic battle half a year ago, I haven't gone out for half a year, and the leader ordered me to do so."

Zeta was also a little puzzled, and then asked Thorn: "Half a year ago, you didn't even say hello, and suddenly disappeared?"

"I went out to do something very important, and now that I'm done, I'll come back naturally." Thorne said casually to him.

Disappeared for half a year.

Because of his different thoughts, he may be badly influenced and criticized by everyone in the player group.

But among the original residents of Waterfall Town, this is not a strange thing. Many of the half-elves living here are unwilling to stay in the town for the rest of their lives. They choose to go out to practice, and even never come back. , they are also not surprised.

On the contrary, Thorne came back in only half a year, which would make them feel very strange.

"Can we pass?" After greeting, Thorne said to Zeta who blocked the road.

"The leader has ordered that any non-half-elf and half-elf with high elven blood are not allowed to step into the upper city. You can go there, but the lady next to you can't go in." Zeta glanced at Andrina. Said.

"She's my friend, isn't it okay?" Thorn frowned and asked with a displeased expression.

"No, this is a death order from the leader. No one is allowed to step in. You can let your friend live in the lower city temporarily." Zeta didn't mean to let go.

"Where is the leader? I'll go find him now." Seeing the other party's rigid expression, Thorne knew that it would be useless to talk, so he could only choose to start from other places.

"Chirp!"

As soon as the words fell, a loud eagle whistle came from the blue sky.

Hearing the familiar voice, Thorn immediately guessed that the Dire Eagle who had been with him for half a year came looking for him, so he stretched out his arms to catch the Dire Eagle that was galloping down.

Thorne stroked the smooth feathers of the Dire Eagle lightly, and stared at its spiritualized eyes for a moment, and soon understood what the other party meant.

"The leader of the half-elf will be here in a while, let's wait here for a while." Thorne turned and said to Anderina.

(End of this chapter)