Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 296 Katerina's Underground Bar

In the dim bar room, apart from the shimmering magic crystal on the bar counter, only a few potted luminous mushrooms in the corner emit pale blue light.

The inside of the bar is very quiet, in sharp contrast to the noisy yelling and roaring outside the door, and this quietness is different from the deep depression of the underground world. It feels more like a pleasant relaxation feel.

There are neat tables and chairs in this not-so-spacious bar room, but there are not many people enjoying the quiet here.

"Hey, have you heard? The black dragon is going to ravage the town of the dark elves again. It's so fucking cool!" At this time, a troll dressed as a hunter was lying on the table, with his head slightly forward , and whispered to a gentle-looking goblin opposite.

"I know this." A goblin in a fancy coat and a wide-brimmed hat slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, reached out and gently stroked the tentacles of the displaced beast sewn on both sides on the crown of the hat, and sighed Taking a breath, he said slowly: "It's a pity that the batch of goods I just bought is cheaper than that crazy black dragon."

"Where did you escape from?" The troll hunter took a sip of the orange liquid in the glass goblet with a comically elegant gesture, then smacked his mouth vulgarly, and looked at the goblin suspiciously.

"Yeah, it's a good thing I recently bought a strong mount in the slave market, otherwise it would have been turned into ashes by the flames."

The goblin subconsciously turned around and glanced at the back of the bar. An ogre waiter who was carefully wiping the wine glass with a fan-like palm said happily.

"Flame? Isn't the black dragon spraying strong acid?" The troll hunter paused while raising his wine glass.

"Who knows, maybe it's the black dragon's companion. The fireball the size of a washbasin is scary to think about. If it wasn't for my ogre mount, which usually eats well and runs fast, it would have almost been sealed off by the fire wall."

The goblin thought of the howling fireball, and the blue liquid in the wine glass was rippling, and suddenly showed a gloating expression, and said excitedly:

"The mistress of the Wan Ruide family was in a tragedy. First, she was submerged in the flames of the fireball explosion, and then the black dragon took the opportunity to kill her by floating in the air, and directly shot her into a floating state. The arrow pierced through the chest. My good fellow, this set of combos connects and teaches her how to be a human in an instant."

"It's obvious that the black dragon is raising them as pigs. I heard from the locals that the black dragon will come and wreak havoc every three to five years. The black-skinned council in the city of Rezim doesn't know what to think. They like being treated like pigs so much." Yang, is this their masochistic nature?"

The troll hunter gently swirled the orange liquid in the glass goblet, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his ferocious mouth.

"Unless it's a legendary team, how could dragons be so easy to kill?" The goblin turned to look at the counter and smiled:
"However, this black dragon is quite interesting. I heard that there was a time when the black skin of Rezim King City did launch a large-scale dragon slaying operation. Who would have thought that it was an adult black dragon that could hide its strength, and then Heilong sent a cool song.

Wasn't there another conspiracy brewing recently, and the town of the outpost was destroyed as a result, and the people who lurked into the ruined city haven't come back yet, so it's probably another tragedy. "

"Wrong?" As he spoke, the goblin was taken aback, and said to himself with some doubts: "Judging by the size of the black dragon, the black dragon that attacked the town yesterday was at least the strength of a mature man. Is the black dragon still hiding its strength?"

At this time, with the opening and closing of the door of the bar, the wind chimes on the curtain made a crisp sound.

All the guests in the bar stared at the two figures entering the door.

"Hey, don't you often wander around the surface? Look at the identity of the man next to the little blond girl." The troll hunter glanced at the two at the door in surprise, and whispered to the goblin.

"It's a half-elf. Judging from his clothes, his occupation should be... a ranger." The goblin looked back and whispered: "It's interesting, one human, one half-elf, two surface races, they How did you get here?"

At the same time, a female drow behind the counter who was leaning on a recliner and shrouded in smoke also stood up.

She elegantly held a slender pipe in one hand, and wrapped the other around her chest. She leaned against the counter, looked at the blond girl at the door, and smiled slightly: "Little Lily, I finally have time to see my sister." .”

"Sister Hong, hello, old rules, the most expensive wine here, two glasses of scarlet blood." The blond girl waved her hand, greeted the bar hostess happily, glanced at the ranger beside her, and smiled Said.

"I don't drink alcohol, is there any juice? If not, then a glass of plain water."

The ranger next to the blond girl frowned slightly, and then stretched it out, looking at the drow in the bright red evening dress at the counter, and forced a smile.

"Is... your... knight?" The drow ignored the ranger, paused for a moment, and looked at the blond girl in front of him with a half-smile.

"His name is Thorne, a half-elf ranger from the surface, and he is my friend for the time being." The blond girl pointed to the ranger beside her and introduced with a smile.

"Hi, little ranger from...surface..., welcome to Lighthouse Town, just like the sign you saw, my name is Katerina, or you can also call me Miss Hong like Little Lily." The barmaid The boss smiled beautifully at Thorne.

But when she mentioned the surface, her expression was obviously in a daze, and a touch of sadness flashed away.

Thorne nodded calmly, ignoring the beautiful drow who smiled like a fox in front of him, lightly touched Sigrit's arm, and signaled her to walk towards the seat with his eyes.

As Sigrit and Thorne took their seats, the customers in the bar also looked away from Thorne and began to whisper.

Obviously, he was very surprised that the bar hostess knew this girl, and he was also surprised by a surface ranger wandering in the Underdark.

"Is she a player of the same period as you?" Thorne sat on the chair, looked at the girl in front of him, and conveyed his doubts through telepathy.

"That's right, Sister Hong is a quasi-legendary warlock who has always settled in this lighthouse town. As long as you don't kill people or set fires here, you can be guaranteed absolute safety.

Moreover, this underground bar is exclusively for our players, and the original residents will be directly blocked by the prohibition set at the door.

The master swordsmith is also hiding in this small town, I will take you there later. "Sigrit blinked her pale green eyes at Thorne, and responded with a smile.

"In 400 years, I haven't reached the Legend of Destiny, isn't it a bit too..." Thorne glanced at the red figure surrounded by smoke in the counter in surprise.

After all, the godslayers already had the ability to challenge the gods, and they could instantly kill the incarnation of gods with just a lift of their hands. This was all he saw with his own eyes.That's why he expressed deep doubts about the strength of the bar female owner.

Then he looked around again, looked at the scattered players and drinkers, and suddenly he was surprised to find that, apart from the familiar races such as gray dwarves, goblins, trolls, and ogres, the players here were also There is a Squidward man hiding in a corner and drinking alone.

It turns out that the weird players are all gathered in the underground world, Thorne couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Are you trying to say that she's a bit too picky, too salty?" Sigrit chuckled lightly, and then sighed slightly:
"Except for our Dragon Clan who can sleep to increase their strength, almost all races' Destiny Legends need to find their own path to their own destiny, and Sister Hong has a knot in her heart that has not been resolved, so she has been stagnant."

"Are you trapped by love?" Thorn suddenly remembered the trance and slight sadness in the other party's expression when he mentioned the surface, so he guessed subconsciously.

"I didn't expect even you to see it." Sigrit glanced at Thorn unexpectedly, was silent for a moment, and said:
"It's a drow swordsman named Ward. It is said that he was going on an adventure to the surface, and then returned to the surface and just... too... disappeared."

"Dark Elf? Ward?" Hearing the familiar name, Thorne put his hand on his forehead and began to think.

Sigrit noticed Thorne's strange expression, blinking a pair of light green eyes and staring at him quietly.

"Is it him?"

Thorn murmured to himself that he once met a person who called himself Ward in the ruins of Taran Village.

Although the other party was covered by a cloak, he could still tell that he was a male drow.And before he left, he also inexplicably gave him a book about wandering swordsmen.

"Do you know him?" Sigrit subconsciously glanced at the counter and blurted out.

"I'm not sure about this, because I'm not sure if it's the same person." Thorne shook his head slightly, and said, "I only know that his name is also Ward, and he is also a drow."

As for the identity of the other party, it is more like the personal guard of the young city lord of Winter City, which is not in line with his strength as a player.

Could it be that guy didn't open his heart?

Thorne glanced at the counter, and couldn't help but maliciously guess the story behind this pair of idiots and resentful women.

"Why don't you go over and ask for proof?" Sigrit paused for a moment, showing eagerness to try.

"That's not good. After all, feelings depend on one's own wishes. If the other party doesn't want to meet, wouldn't it be embarrassing to death, so it's better for outsiders not to intervene."

Although Thorne doesn't know much about the relationship between a man and a woman, he also understands the general meaning of the word fate.

In matters such as the relationship between a man and a woman, it is good to have a happy marriage. If it deepens the other party's unbearable memory, it will be too embarrassing, so if you kill him, he will not take a guest role like a matchmaker.

If both parties really have each other in their hearts, why bother to wait for hundreds of years without daring to see each other.

"It's as if you understand it very well." Sigrit nodded half-understood, blinked at Thorne suddenly, and asked curiously: "Then how did you and Anderina know each other? Did you chase her? Or did she chase you backwards?"

"...You don't need to worry about that, what do you know, you little brat." Thorn paused, noticed the meaningful gaze on the other side, and didn't bother to answer this question.

"Hello, two friends from the surface, excuse me, can I sit here?" At this moment, a leisurely voice interrupted their conversation.

"Please." Thorne glanced at the fancy-dressed little goblin and nodded.

This is a male goblin player. Seeing this gentle-looking goblin, Thorne can't help but think of the goblin wizard Malvisa, because the other party is studying how to grow good-quality little goblins.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Charlotte, a businessman who wanders underground and on the surface." The goblin businessman opened his chair and jumped up nimbly, introducing himself first.

"Then do you still know Ma Dongmei?" Sigrit's eyes lit up when she heard the name, and she laughed directly: "Do you also have a lot of troubles?"

"..."

Feeling the eyes of all the drinkers looking at them as if they were fools, Thorne subconsciously moved his chair to distance himself from the teasing girl.

"Although I don't quite understand what Ma Hemei means. But this little girl, you are right about one thing. I do have a lot of troubles. The guests in this bar like to call it: trouble merchant."

The goblin merchant was obviously used to it. He smiled slightly, didn't care about the other party's teasing, and said calmly.

"So your full name is: Charlotte Troubled Merchant, right?" Sigrit continued.

"Then what's the matter with you?" Thorne glared at the girl, seeing her obediently shut up, and then asked the goblin merchant straight to the point.

"I am the owner of the goblin caravan. As a merchant, in business, if you have anything you want to buy, or if you have any good things you want to sell, you can contact me." The goblin merchant took it easy. Explain your purpose.

"But why do I think of the word 'goblin profiteer' when I see you." Sigrit held her cheeks in her hands, leaned her elbows on the table, and showed an innocent smile exclusive to girls.

"Little girl, what you said is serious. At least among our player group, my reputation can still be guaranteed." The goblin merchant nodded and smiled at the girl, and turned his gaze to Thorne:
"Mr. Ranger, I can tell you very clearly that within the sphere of influence of Rezim King City, there is almost nothing that I cannot get."

"Really?" Thorne's doubts seemed to be asking himself, and then he was silent for a moment, and said the request in his heart: "I need about one kilogram of pearl steel, can you collect it for me?"

"Pearl steel? I know this material. It is a metal that exudes blue and white brilliance. It can only be found near submarine craters with a certain chance. It is regarded as the highest reward by all submarine races, and it is a relatively precious forging material. "

The goblin merchant looked at Thorn in surprise, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect this Mr. Ranger to have such a big appetite. Could it be that I really met a big customer today?"

"Just tell me if you can get it." Thorne didn't want to talk too much with the other party, and said directly: "As for how many gold coins are needed, I am quite clear in my heart, and don't worry, I can fully afford it."

Pearlsteel, as the goblin traders call it, is a metallic material that comes from undersea volcanoes.

Since he needed to forge weapons, he specifically asked Malvisa, and the advice she gave him was pearl steel. Only when this material is fused with Aurora colored steel can it exert its maximum value.

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(End of this chapter)