Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 191 This is not for you

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun gradually dims, the colors of all things gradually fade, and everything becomes hazy and difficult to distinguish.

On the cliffs in the distance, vaguely tall towers stand majestically above the sky, looming in the dim light. Smoke rises from the nearby stone houses, and the air is filled with a cold smell of fireworks.

Thorne looked up at the tall tower that seemed to disappear into the light at any moment, and the beautiful figure of the sorceress Anderina suddenly appeared in his mind.

Recalling the scene when they met when he walked out of Stallman Town again, her pair of beautiful eyes as bright as water exuded a clear light, and the touching smile flashed across the bottom of her eyes, as if she was surrounded by him. Passed by frequently.

Gradually, looking at the direction of the tower, Thorne lost his mind, and couldn't help showing a faint smile.

"Why are you standing here giggling alone?" Carlos in a gray robe appeared behind Thorne, followed by a mocking question.

Thorn's expression quickly returned to calm, and he stood quietly on the spot, remaining silent.

"Still angry?" Carlos sighed slightly, patted Thorne on the shoulder, stood side by side with him, and asked tentatively.

"There's nothing to be angry about, it's just a different position." Thorne shook his head and denied: "You guys in the lower city are trying to occupy the territory of the upper city in order to fight for your own interests. There is nothing wrong with you, and I am only trying to maintain half of the upper city." The elves live peacefully, so I haven't done anything wrong."

"You and our division are so clear, are you planning to completely draw a line with our downtown in the future?" Carlos glanced at Thorne's calm expression and laughed.

"Although our positions are different, my goal is always the same. Fallshang Town is still the one that I deserve to protect Fallshang Town. When faced with the invasion of the enemy, I will still stand up with a sharp knife in my hand." Thorne's expression changed. There was a trace of fluctuation, and he stood in place without moving, and replied indifferently.

"It seems that the sacrifice of the ranger instructor has dealt a heavy blow to you. If I were you, I would have disappeared without a trace." Carlos sighed softly, looking at the sparkling emerald river in thought After a while, he said slowly:

"I have reminded them a long time ago that your affection for Shangcheng District is stronger than us visitors from other worlds, but they just don't believe it and must test your bottom line, but this is good, at least dispelled their attempts to Shangcheng District , can finally concentrate on considering external development.

A group of short-sighted people, the vast emerald field and the Great Sword Mark Mountain Range, the mineral veins hidden in the underground of these two treasure lands, the hordes of ferocious animals and rare beasts, and the primitive jungle where no civilization has set foot, are our true heroes. Priceless, these guys just set their eyes on the one-acre three-point land in the upper city. "

Carlos is right. The vast emerald field and the continuous Great Sword Scar mountain range have never had any traces of human activities, resulting in rich natural resources. This is why those ambitious players are obsessed with establishing territories here. main reason.

But the problem is that with their current capabilities, they don't have the strength to mine.

However, in the face of Carlos' words as if he was shirking responsibility, Thorne looked at him with suspicion.

Although Carlos has always been nice to him, today's meeting also made him fully understand that the people in the lower city are almost a group of egoists, and they seem to be using their weaknesses to strive for more interests for them.

"Hey, half-elf ranger in Fallstown, don't look at me like that. I'm only responsible for the invasion and expansion of territory by foreign enemies. As for the internal economic development and construction of our Fallstown, I won't participate, mainly It’s too brain-intensive, it’s easier and quicker to fight and kill.” Noticing Thorne’s suspicious gaze, Carlos explained to him with a calm smile, then changed the subject and said seriously:
"Let's get down to business, let me tell the truth. I feel very uncomfortable and unhappy that you arranged for orc players to settle in Horn Town without permission." Carlos glanced at the expressionless Thorne, with a very depressed expression. The tone said:
"Currently Pushang Town is in a desperate state. Except for our confidantes, most people's mentality is swaying. If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before they are disbanded. Finally, more than 200 orc players appeared. You But they changed hands and sent it to Bugle Town, when I heard the news, I was so depressed that I almost spit out my old blood to express my dissatisfaction."

"If the problem of their fluctuating mentality can't be effectively solved, giving you more orc players is just an urgent need. For future development, people's hearts are the most important." Thorn noticed Carlos' depressed expression, and his expression After a while, he opened his mouth and said.

"I understand all of this, but I just want to complain to you, the culprit, otherwise this tone will never be straightened out." Carlos waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Really?" Thorne looked at Carlos and said thoughtfully, "Why do I always feel that your purpose is not that simple."

Although Thorne didn't quite understand whether the other party came to talk to him to throw the blame or to complain, but he did not forget Andrina's solemn warning to him when he saw Carlos, so he had to face up to the other party's every inadvertent Whether there are other meanings in the words of the time.

"It seems that you are also a guy who forgets friends when he sees sex. You are really careless in making friends. It is in vain that I treated you so well before." Carlos looked stunned, and then showed a sudden look, and complained to Thorn, questioning He said with a smile in a calm tone: "Tell me honestly, did the sorceress next to you guess my identity and say something bad about me to you?"

"That's not true." Thorn shook his head, pondered for a moment, and chose to say truthfully: "It's just that I'd better be careful when I get in touch with you in the future."

Now that he was guessed by the other party, he felt that there was nothing to hide. After today's showdown, he was destined not to have too much contact with the people in the lower city in the future, and he had nothing to hide except the land in the upper city. Something that makes people jealous.

"It's quite in line with her personality." Carlos smiled wryly when he heard this, and muttered to himself.

"Do you know each other?" Hearing Carlos mutter to himself, Thorne blurted out subconsciously. As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted his slip of the tongue.

"It's not acquaintance, it's just a little bit of hearing." Carlos replied casually, looked up at the tower on the cliff, thought for a moment, and looked at Thorne with a half-smile: "I want to know her past. ?"

"Not interested!" Thorne noticed the teasing eyes of the other party, and refused without thinking.

"Really not interested at all?" Carlos took a step forward, stood with his hands behind his back, leaned slightly, looked at Thorn's face thoughtfully, and joked with a smile.

"I'm not that gossip." Thorn snorted coldly, left a word, and turned to leave.

Carlos looked at the back of Thorne leaving without hesitation, shook his head and laughed: "A foolish boy who is in the blessing and doesn't know the blessing."

……

Waterfall on the upper town of the town.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The hammer struck the dark red metal, brilliant sparks exploded from the anvil, and disappeared into this slightly dim stone room.

Thorne was in a small and stuffy room. A middle-aged half-elf blacksmith wearing only trousers and a leather apron swung a heavy sledgehammer up and down again and again until the hard iron succumbed to the ground. Under the hammer of the sledgehammer.

"Thorn is here, what's the matter?" The half-elf blacksmith threw the formed iron block aside, and was about to continue the next process, when he suddenly noticed a figure standing at the door, stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously.

"Uncle Boga, excuse me, I want to ask, do you still have the batch of arrows that I ordered half a year ago?" Thorn walked forward a few steps to say hello, directly explaining the purpose of his visit.

"I still keep it for you." The half-elf blacksmith wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Our half-elf in the upper city hasn't participated in battles for half a year. The loss of arrows and weapons It's not that serious, besides, the batch of arrows you ordered may not be easy for others to use, so I have been keeping them for you, wait a moment, I will get them for you."

After the half-elf blacksmith finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the inner room, and soon came out with two bundles of arrows, handed them to Thorn, and asked curiously: "It will be dark soon, what are you doing?" Are you going to go out?"

Thorne glanced calmly at the two bundles of arrows that were smeared with grease and maintained in good condition, put them in the dimensional bag, and replied: "I haven't been back for a long time, I want to go around."

"Then be careful, the wilderness at night is the most dangerous." The half-elf blacksmith kindly reminded: "There are more and more people in Waterfall Town, and you must also be careful of the bandits wandering outside."

"Uncle Boga, I want to ask you a question." Thorne was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something, so he looked at the half-elf blacksmith and said, "You said that the influence of the people in the lower city on the entire waterfall town is beneficial." More harm than good or more harm than good."

"How should I put it? Although we half-elves are a group of races that are rejected by humans and elves, if there are people who are willing to accept us sincerely, who would like to hide in a corner where no one cares about them."

The half-elf blacksmith scratched his head, wiped the bituminous coal on his chest with a filthy towel, and continued: "I think life is pretty good now, as long as you have money, you can drink the crazy water from Shuangta Town anytime , Occasionally looking at the bustling crowds in the downtown area makes me feel less lonely in my heart, and I even have a feeling of wanting to blend in. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages."

Thorn glanced at the half-elf blacksmith, greeted him and turned to leave.

Leaving the blacksmith's shop in the upper city, Thorne came to the compound of the half-elf leader Ost as the sound of knocking and knocking gradually disappeared without a trace.

"Crench!"

The wooden door was gently pushed open by Thorne, and the living room of the half-elf leader's wooden house was still so simple, except for a few seats made of tree stumps, there were no other redundant buildings.

Thorne glanced at the half-elf leader with a meticulous facial expression, bowed slightly to salute, and then sat down on the wooden chair closest to him.

"Thorn is here, what's the matter?" The half-elf leader held a wooden holy emblem carved with a unicorn in his hand, and leaned on the chair as if closing his eyes in meditation. When he noticed the movement of the door, Glancing at Thorne, he asked.

"I'm here to tell you about the tower on the West Cliff." Thorne said, "That tower has been used by my friends as a hermitage, so I came here to say hello to you."

"That high tower left by the wizard." The half-elf leader recalled: "At the beginning, I invited the bishop of Rausian from the temple to come here to try to find everything in the high tower. , In order to prevent the tower from being destroyed, this matter was left alone. I didn't expect it to be cracked by your human friend. Since she is your friend, let her live in peace. "

Why did Anderina easily break the restriction that even Bishop Laotian, a high-ranking priest, could not break?
Thorne remembered the doubts he had asked her in the tower, and Andelina's answer to him was to wave her hand, and the restriction was easily lifted, and it was not as difficult to open as imagined.

Is she hiding something from me?
Thorne temporarily suppressed his inner doubts and thanked the half-elf leader: "Thank you for your generosity, Chief Oster."

"It's just a tower that is useless to us, so don't be so outrageous." The half-elf leader waved his hand and said with a smile: "Besides, your human warlock friend has already expressed her gratitude to me. .”

"Huh?" Thorne looked at the half-elf leader suspiciously: "Have you met?"

"That's right." The half-elf leader nodded with a smile, and continued: "She is a generous human warlock who volunteered a sum of money to buy the entire tower, but I rejected it. You have donated a sum of money to the Temple of Melikai in your name."

Donated a sum of money to the Temple of Melikai in my name?
Thorne, who left after exchanging a few greetings with the half-elf leader, glanced in the direction of the tower, and sighed helplessly.

When he was about to walk down the city, a figure appeared at the corner of the jungle and stopped his moving pace.

This is a half-elf girl who looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. She is wearing a white long gown with green edges. On top of the long gown is a short green cloak woven with spider silk and natural dyes. Wears a unicorn holy symbol made of horn.

I saw her thin body standing in the wind, and her long black hair over shoulders fluttered slightly on both sides. When her two light blue eyes noticed Thorne, she was startled for a moment, and then she walked forward slowly and asked softly: "coming?"

"Well, here we come." Thorn looked at Lilia, a half-elf girl in front of him, and her sickly pale cheeks, and nodded slightly.

"Do you know where I went just now?" The half-elf girl lowered her head slightly, hesitated, and said softly.

"Where." Thorne's tone did not have the slightest meaning of asking.

"I went to the tower of your friend, the human sorceress." The half-elf girl took a step forward and looked at Thorn quietly: "I asked her a lot about you."

Thorne's calm expression fluctuated, and he remained silent.

The half-elf girl Lilia walked up to Thorne, gently stroked the strands of slightly curly hair on his forehead that had not been taken care of for a long time, and said slowly: "Why are you not like this, two years ago , From a wanderer who even the wilderness goblins dare not face up to, you have grown into your current appearance step by step, Thorne, you have changed too much."

"As long as people are alive, there will be hope in the future. We can't say that some things won't happen because we don't have enough patience to wait, and we can't say that the world is cold just because the sun hasn't shined." Thorne stood there Without moving, he let the cold little hand of the half-elf girl in front of him brush his face.

"You'd better go, you can't change anything with your ability." The half-elf girl withdrew her right hand, regained her composure, and said in a flat tone: "Since this place is not suitable for you, why do you insist on staying here?"

"Chirp!"

A loud eagle howl pierced the sky, and the ferocious eagle hovering in the sky swooped down, floated past Thorne, and brushed a few strands of straightened long hair from his forehead, floating gently on his face.

Thorn stared at the disappearing back of the half-elf girl until she disappeared from his sight, then looked away.

Then he stared straight at the distant emerald field with sharp eyes, tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand, and walked towards the city gate without saying a word.

　Thank you boss: Nangong Cangshu for your reward, thank you for your support! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)