Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 244 The New Leader
Falls Upper Town, Uptown.

In a deserted training ground, the weeds all over the place are showing buds, the yellow is green, and the overnight dewdrops are hanging on the tips of the grass, shining brightly in the bright spring.

At this time, two figures, one black and one white, walked through the jungle, crossed the wooden fence, and came to this abandoned training ground in the warm spring breeze.

Thorne looked at the decayed archery target, the empty weapon rack, and several collapsed cabins in the corner, and couldn't help but think back to the scene when he first entered the game and trained here:
"A ranger is a vigilant fighter, a master of bows and sharp blades. He is good at guerrilla raids and quick and quiet solutions to opponents. What is the difference between meaningless brute force and those northern barbarians?"

"No! The posture of holding the sword is wrong. When stabbing forward, the arm should be balanced with the blade. That's right, that's it. Then hurry up and thrust out!"

"Spread the power to the entire body of the sword, the arm and the sword form a straight line, shoulder height, and the strength reaches the blade!"

"Stealth creates a rhythm of silence, a rhythm only the best ranger and rogue can understand, as a wizard senses magic and a paladin senses approaching evil."

"When you find your prey, is it the swift rain of arrows that greets the enemy, or the shining double blades in your hands?"

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In the year when the game has not changed drastically, for Thorn, it should be the best memory in this world.

It's a pity that the once bustling training ground has become desolate in just a few months as no one sets foot on it.

The vicissitudes of life have drowned all traces of the dragonborn lords in Fallstown, and also erased most of the half-elves' footprints here.

"Have you decided yet?" Thorn looked away, looked at the half-elf girl beside him, and asked.

"It's decided, let's do it! Escape is a sign of cowardice. The more you are afraid, the more you will be afraid. The key to solving the problem is to face it bravely. So I don't want our compatriots to remain silent like this." The half-elf girl looked at the deserted training ground and said firmly:
"After all, Pushang Town is also our Pushang Town. We have the right and obligation to protect everything in Pushang Town. For the future of Pushang Town, and to accommodate all half-elf vagrants, we half-elves must protect Pushang Town. do one's best!"

"Okay, you are the leader of the half-elf in the upper city now, so you naturally have the right to decide any affairs, then everything will follow your arrangement." Thorne glanced at the strong half-elf girl in front of him in relief, and then nodded. He walked to a big tree and looked up at the rusty alarm bell.

"Clang clang clang!"

The rapid ringing of the bell enveloped the entire Upper Town. Most of the half-elven ranger druids living in the Upper Town were stunned when they heard the familiar sound of assembly, and their expressions flashed in a daze.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly ran back to the room, picked up the sharp blade and bow and arrow hanging on the wall, and walked towards the deserted training ground in the upper city.

Following a series of vigorous figures galloping through the jungle, in just a moment, the ranger druids in the upper city brought their weapons and equipment and their animal companions to the training ground full of wild grass.

Thorn stood in front of everyone, pacing back and forth, looking at all the half-elf ranger druids who arrived.

After a tragic battle last year in the Upper Town of Pushang Town, there were only about 110 professionals who could take up arms and fight.

Most of them are members of the Longbow Guard, specializing in bow and arrow shooting, and only a few are solitary travelers in the wilderness, wandering in the emerald field to hunt down evil things that threaten civilization.

Moreover, these are all people who survived the fierce fighting, and have rich combat experience. Most of them have reached the extraordinary level and belong to the second-level professional. the power of.

After all, no matter how high the level is, the players in the lower city have only been in the game for a little over two years.And these half-elf original residents with a life span of about 180 years old have actually lived in this world for decades, and their comprehensive quality is currently unmatched by the current player group.

"Thorn, why did you suddenly call us here today?" A middle-aged half-elf ranger took a step forward, first glanced at Lilia who was standing quietly, and then asked Thorn.

"Our new leader in the upper city has some important things to announce, so I gathered you here." Thorne smiled and explained to everyone.

"Do you want to join the battle with the hobgoblin? If so, that would be great." A half-elf holding a longbow said.

"That's right! The evil hobgoblins are threatening the safety of Upper Falls all the time. As a member of Upper Falls, we should defend against foreign enemies, and we must not let those outsiders in the lower city laugh at us as a group of shrinking heads." turtle."

"We are wilderness rangers. Our mission is to maintain the safety of Fallshang Town in the wilderness. Therefore, for the future development of Fallshang Town and to absorb all half-elf compatriots, we must stand up bravely and resist all foreign enemies."

"Yes! How does a group of half-elves who can only escape absorb the compatriots wandering in the wilderness, and how to make the upper city lively. They will only think that we are a group of cowardly recluses, not brave protesters. Our Our compatriots will look down on us!"

"I don't want my descendants to hide in the bushes all their lives. We must actively accept the world instead of passively letting the world adapt to us."

Looking at the enthusiastic half-elf warriors, Lilia moved up to the crowd and said firmly:

"We are a group of lonely wanderers who can neither integrate into human society nor adapt to the life of elves, so we half-elves long to have a territory of our own, and use this as a foundation to accommodate all wandering compatriots and build a land that truly belongs to us. own homeland.

Today, we have our own territory and have gathered many compatriots from all over the world.But hobgoblins in the Forest of Tranquility, gnolls in the Great Swordscar Mountains, and various evil races in the Emerald Fields are all threatening our safety.

And our mission is to fight endlessly with all the enemies who try to threaten the town of Falls, and use our lives to protect a piece of pure land belonging to the half-elves.

As the new leader of the half-elves, my compatriots, I need you to take up the sharp blades and bows and arrows in your hands to jointly protect the homeland we depend on for survival. "

"Guard the town of Waterfall! Guard the town of Waterfall! Guard the town of Waterfall!" Several older half-elf rangers immediately raised their sharp blades, bows and arrows and took the lead in shouting.

"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, an untimely voice interrupted the lively atmosphere.

As soon as the words fell, two rangers wearing light green cloaks and holding long swords came out, and one of them asked Lilia: "As a half-elf leader, don't you think your strength and age are too young?" Is it? I don't think you can lead us to protect everything in Fallstown."

"That's right! It's not that we don't trust you, but that I don't believe that a girl who is only seventeen or eighteen years old can undertake such an important mission." Another ranger also echoed:
"As a ranger and a priest of Melika, I have wandered in the central part of the mainland and the northern wilderness. Except for some small villages that are precarious, there are really very few territories that belong to our own half-elves, so I don't want to put these This hope rests on a little girl."

A ranger with the unicorn holy emblem came out of the crowd again, first glanced at Lilia, and then said slowly.

"Zeros, do you mean to ask you to take on this mission? Or are you doubting the decision of the leader of Oster before his death?" A middle-aged druid came out and asked sharply.

"Uncle Thabo, I didn't question the decision of Chief Oster, I was just telling the truth. After all, the half-elves in the entire upper city are fresh lives, I just don't want them to make sacrifices for no reason." Wearing a solo Zelos, the ranger of the horned beast holy emblem, looked at the middle-aged druid and said calmly.

"I will help her until she has the ability to become a real half-elf leader. After all, this is the decision of the leader of Urst before his death, so we must respect the last wish of a deceased person." Thorne stopped the desire The middle-aged druid who spoke took a few steps forward and spoke slowly.

"With your strength?" Another ranger questioned: "Two years ago, you were just an outsider who was afraid of even goblins. With your current strength, do you think you can protect her?" ?"

"Why can't you protect it?" The middle-aged Druid Tabor glared at the questioning ranger, pointed at Thorn and said:

"As a stalker of the Way of Silence, Thorn personally smashed the 'deer feast' held by Mara worshipers in the Wild Skull Mountains more than two months ago, killing more than 40 Mara believers. Isn't that enough to prove his strength?"

As soon as the middle-aged Druid Tabor finished speaking, the entire training ground fell into a short period of calm, followed by frequent glances of surprise at Thorn and whispered conversations.

"But I still want to test Thorne's strength. Only in this way will I be convinced." The ranger Zelos, wearing the unicorn holy emblem, came out and looked at Thorne with a strong fighting intent in his eyes: "You should You won't refuse my slightly rude request, stalker of the silent path."

"Of course not." Thorne moved his right hand to the hilt of the sword, gently pulled out the Demon Slayer, looked at Zelos and said with a smile.

Zelos, a level 10 ranger who once wandered in the wilderness of the Northland, came to the town of Falls, and under the recommendation of the leader of Oster, he successfully served as the priest of Melikai part-time. Thorne is naturally very clear about this information.

"Then offend." Zelos smiled slightly, and with the unicorn holy emblem on his chest flickering slightly, his whole body was immediately covered with an almost invisible protective force field, and he immediately drew out the double swords around his waist , turned into a swift black shadow, and attacked Thorne first.

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

Thorn's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately locked on to Zelos' figure. Just when the opponent's sharp sword was about to approach, he suddenly spun and dodged, facing the piercing sound of piercing the sky, barely dodged the two swords The pincer attack of the blade appeared behind Zelos.

——"Insight Strike!"

——"Lifting Qi and Slashing!"

Immediately afterwards, Thorne locked onto Zelos' almost invisible protective force field instantly, and the long sword in his hand was suddenly covered with a layer of fierce Qi energy, and then with a scorching sound of piercing through the air, the sword slashed out.

"Crack!"

A sound like an eggshell cracking sounded, and the protective force field around Zelos shattered, and the sharp sword blade quickly scratched a shallow wound on his back, and the dark red blood slowly oozes out.

"Thank you for your mercy." A stream of cold sweat ran across Zelos' forehead, and he immediately put the two swords back into the scabbard calmly, stepped back a few steps in a row, and thanked Thorne after opening the distance.

"It's you who underestimated the enemy." Thorne took a deep breath, calmed down the impact of the excessive use of "Qi Raising Slash" just now, looked around everyone and said:

"Lilia is our new leader now. This is the last wish of the leader of Oster. We all have a common goal, so I hope you can unite together to build a homeland belonging to the half-elf race. Take in the ostracized half-elf waifs while honing yourself."

After Thorne finished speaking, he paused for a moment, and continued: "Also, I will get assistance with equipment and supplies for the two lords in the lower city."

"You can arrange the remaining specific matters by yourself. If you encounter any difficult problems and I am not here, you can send a message to the human warlock living in the tower, and she will help you." Thorne said to the people around him. The half-elf girl confessed, and saw Lilia nodded slightly in response.

He turned around and looked at the middle-aged druid named Talbot again: "Uncle Talbot, I can't promise to stay in Fallstown every day, so Lilia will trouble you for your help in the future."

"Don't worry, Thorne, Lilia's father and I are close friends, you can go about your business, as long as you come back from time to time." Tabo patted Thorn's shoulder and said with a smile.

"I will definitely, after all, this is my forever 'home'." Thorne smiled, bowed to the middle-aged Druid Tabor, and then turned and left.

Thorne walked in the dense jungle in the upper city, felt the faint fragrance of the fine leaves, and looked at the mottled brilliance of the sun shining through the leaves on the ground, and his heavy heart couldn't help but relax a little. .

"How is it? Is it all resolved?" At this moment, Andelina, who was waiting in front of the dragonflying beast, looked at Thorn and asked.

"Well, it can be regarded as a good deal. After all, the reason why the half-elf race lives in seclusion in the upper city is because they are rejected by society. If no one is willing to reject them, few people are willing to be alone." Thorne nodded Head, walked and said:

"The only hope now is that the upper city can slowly accommodate more half-elf vagrants from all over the world, and the lower city will not keep its eyes on the land of the upper city."

"Then I'm relieved. You know, your silent expression yesterday was too scary. If you said you would commit suicide, I would believe it." Andrina said with a smile, holding Thorne's arm.

Just as they quickened their pace and were about to leave, two figures came out from another path.

"Mr. Alanis, are you ready to go back?" Thorn stopped, looked at the two and said.

"That's right, we're going back to Culin Port." Alanis glanced at Irene who was hiding in the cloak beside him, and smiled gently at Thorn: "After all, we've been here for too long."

"Then, farewell, I wish you all the best of luck." Thorne replied.

"Stalker of the Way of Silence, yes, I am very satisfied with you, and I will give you this brooch, which represents the friendship of our harpists. It may help you something when you travel to the mainland."

Alanis looked at Thorn, nodded in satisfaction, smiled and threw him a brooch, then turned and left with Irene.

(End of this chapter)