Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 152 Extremist Druid
In the early morning, wisps of mist diffuse in the jungle, like a layer of tulle.

Thorne and Andrina walked together on the hazy forest path.

The two of them remained almost silent, only the chirping birds stood on the intertwined branches and leaves, making melodious calls.

"Wait a moment."

Andrina brushed a strand of hair wet with dew behind her ears, and called Thorne who was walking.

Thorn stopped in his tracks, looked at Anderina beside him with puzzled eyes, and said, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you say that the abandoned tower is in the northwest direction, but we are now heading northeast. Is it a mistake? Or do you have other things to do?" Anderina pointed to the directions on both sides asked.

"The tower was strictly forbidden by the leader of Oster to allow anyone to approach it, so we need to ask his permission first, otherwise the beasts guarding nearby will stop us."

As for being able to identify the direction in the dense forest, Thorne glanced at the sorceress unexpectedly, and then explained to her.

"Are you so confident that the old-fashioned leader of Oster will agree?" Anderina asked suspiciously.

"Leader Oster is not rigid at all. On the contrary, he is easy to get along with. As long as it does not harm the interests of the half-elves, he will basically agree." Thorne said without thinking.

Immediately, he glanced at her and continued, "If he's really that rigid, he won't allow you, a human warlock, to enter the upper city at all."

"Are you not a human being? You really think of yourself as a half-elf." Anderina asked back, and then laughed and complained.

"These are not important anymore, at least now my race is a half-elf, which cannot be changed at all, because it has been clearly shown in my appearance."

Thorne lifted off the hood covering his head, stroked a few strands of messy hair on his forehead behind his slightly pointed ears, and said in a slightly heavy tone:
"The original world can't go back, so let's treat this world as a new life."

……

Passing through the narrow road in the dense forest, the two made a few more detours, and finally came to the courtyard where the half-elf leader lived.

From a distance, this misty courtyard looks very simple, with two or three small wooden houses connected side by side surrounded by a fence covered with vines.

"Wait here for a while, I'll come as soon as I go." Thorne stood in front of the courtyard and hesitated for a while, before ordering to Anderina beside him.

"Didn't you say that Chief Oster is easy to get along with? Why did I notice that when you looked at his courtyard, you obviously hesitated. There seems to be something you are afraid of inside." Andrina looked at Thorne, her beautiful eyes flickering After a while, he couldn't help asking with a curious smile.

"..." Thorn's face twitched slightly after being guessed, and then he said helplessly: "Have you heard of the three big rural bullies in the real world?"

"Three bullies in the countryside?" Anderina was taken aback, then shook her head slightly, but showed a very interested look.

"Forget it, you don't even know." Thorn didn't intend to explain in detail.

Under Anderina's white eyes, she bit the bullet and walked towards the closed wooden door of the courtyard.

Ok?
When Thorne was about to approach the wooden door, he keenly caught some strange fighting sounds in the yard, as well as intermittent roars of wild animals. From the sounds, it could be judged that it was the roar of some kind of bear.

However, this roar is more like a howl.

Suddenly, Thorne noticed that disorderly footsteps, dull roars, and the sound of flapping wings were approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

His face changed slightly, and he immediately turned around and backed away, pulling up the puzzled female sorceress Anderina to hide in the bushes next to her.

"boom!"

The gate of the courtyard was suddenly knocked open by two huge gray figures, and the wooden fence and gate were broken.

Thorne cast his gaze over immediately.

Two huge brown bears came into his eyes, but the facial expressions of these two brown bears showed deep fear, and the hair on the back was still stained with traces of blood. An uneasy whimper growled.

When Thorne saw the culprit that caused this, his originally calm face twitched slightly again, as if recalling some terrible shadow.

Chasing behind the two brown bears is a big fluffy black goose, which is a little bigger than the real ostrich.

Bone protrusions grow on its beak and wide wings, and sharp claws grow on the wide goose feet.

This is a dire goose.

Thorne recognized the animal's name immediately.

The so-called dire animals are animals that are bigger, fiercer and more difficult than their original species.

It is often said that ferocious animals, like magical beasts, are mutations caused by chaotic magic power erosion for a long time, but almost all ferocious animals do not use spell-like abilities like most magical beasts.

Their only characteristic is that they are larger in size, more irritable in temper, and there are a lot of ferocious animals, almost all of which come from the Great Sword Mark Mountain Range.

Although the ferocious goose in front of Thorne had been raised from an egg by Chief Urst until now, its irritable temper has faded a lot.

However, its aggressiveness should not be underestimated. Dire geese and dire badgers are animals that all adventurers are unwilling to encounter in the Great Sword Scar Mountains.

These two ferocious animals, as long as you dare to look at them from a distance, they will immediately activate their hidden characteristics: life and death are bearish, and if you refuse to accept it, you will do it.

From the weakest goblin kobolds to the hill giants, they have all bravely challenged them, and the final result is unknown.

The two brown bears didn't know whose animal companions they were, and they were obviously not the opponents of the Dire Goose, and they were chased by it and fled all the way.

Accompanied by bursts of wailing, the three figures gradually disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Seeing the disappearance of the dire goose, Thorne and Anderina were about to come out of the bushes.

Suddenly, two figures walking out of the wooden house came into his eyes.

So the two retreated into the bushes again, hiding in the dark to observe.

These were two druids covered in dark green leather armor. When Thorne noticed the mark of a sprout breaking out of the other's heart, he directly guessed their identities.

Druids of the Emerald Court.

Extremists or Moderates?

What is their purpose in finding Chief Oster?
Two doubts quickly emerged in Thorne's mind.

At this moment, one of the younger of the two druids said to the middle-aged druid beside him:

"Mentor, the settlement in the lower city only cut down a maple forest, and did not really destroy the balance of nature. Are we being too extreme and ruthless in doing so?"

"They are studying taboo things, which is absolutely forbidden by nature." The middle-aged druid snorted coldly: "Nature is not mixed with human kindness, whoever dares to destroy it will bear the wrath of nature, only Only those who obey can enjoy the blessings of nature."

"But if we only rely on killing to maintain the balance of nature, then what is the difference between us and ruthless butchers?" The young druid retorted.

"Nature is a kind father, but also a ruthless butcher. When they cheer for the victory over nature, it is the beginning of nature's punishment." The middle-aged Druid said with indifferent eyes.

"The world is developing with civilization, and civilization will inevitably conflict with nature. What we need to do is to find a new balance between civilization and nature, rather than to control the wrath of nature, my mentor." Young Druid Patiently persuaded.

"Doing that will only make them endlessly ask for nature. Only by obeying nature can they feel the way of nature." The middle-aged druid interrupted the words of the young druid and said:
"Okay, stop talking. The Hruk hobgoblin group has been driven out of the Black Pearl Forest and is heading towards the Forest of Tranquility. Now let's give those restless guys a warning."

"Teacher, Nightingale Walker ordered us to gather in Shadowmoon Valley today to discuss the entire Emerald Field," the young druid reminded.

"Then let's go to Shadowmoon Valley first." The middle-aged druid said with a frown.

After finishing speaking, he immediately shifted his gaze to the bushes where Thorn and Anderina were hiding and said, "Come out, don't hide."

Thorne was not surprised when he heard this, and walked out with Anderina openly.

"Follower of the God of Tracking, I smell a disturbing aura in you, and I hope that the wrath of nature will not fall on you."

The middle-aged druid's indifferent gaze swept across Thorn's body, and his tone carried a hint of warning.

"Thank you for your reminder, Guardian of Nature, but I think it's enough that the sharp blade can kill the enemy, so why bother with the forger." Thorne looked directly at the middle-aged druid and said expressionlessly.

The middle-aged druid snorted coldly, turned and left, and when the young druid behind him walked up to Thorne, he whispered: "The druid is going to attack the players in the lower city."

After speaking, he immediately quickened his pace and followed.

The druids of the extremist faction want to attack the lower city.

Thorn's expression changed slightly when he heard the news, so this must be the reason why they came to find Chief Oster.

The only thing he couldn't figure out was whether it was the druid's intention to attack the lower city, or the leader of Oster's intention.

(End of this chapter)