Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 307 Rezim King City

"Children are innocent."

Thorne followed Carlock's footsteps, stepping silently on the broken floor with vigilant and fast steps, and the warning given to him by the bar hostess before leaving appeared in his mind again.

If the child is innocent, then is his act of slaughtering humanoid cubs in the Emerald Field all evil ways?
Because he knew very well that if these cubs were not killed, they would become new threats when they grew up.

Therefore, he wondered why the other party said that the children of the drow were innocent. Isn't the reason the same?
The more Thorn thought about it, the more he couldn't understand it, so that the rhythm of silence he kept was interrupted by a gravel that was kicked inadvertently by the side of the road.

"Your mind is very restless. Is there any problem that is confusing you?"

Suddenly, Karlock, who was leading the way, stopped and turned to look at the half-elf ranger who was shrouded in shadow and whose body almost became unreal.

It has to be said that this ranger's ability to sneak in the shadows surpasses most drow fighters who are naturally suitable for stealth and assassination.

If he didn't observe carefully, Carlock thought it would be difficult to spot the figures around him.

It can be seen from this that the other party must have some kind of shadow power, but because of this, he noticed that the ranger's mind was a little uneasy.

"How can I see that?" Thorne met the deep eyes of the drow with a calm expression.

"The two of us left from the lighthouse town and passed through eight rugged tunnels, thirteen small caves, an underground river and a mushroom forest, and walked about 27 kilometers."

Carlock gave Thorne a reassuring smile, signaling him not to be so nervous: "During this journey, you kicked small gravels on the ground five times, and alarmed the hunting underground monsters three times. I think that with Your ability can completely achieve zero mistakes."

Thorn withdrew his gaze unnaturally, turned it to the cold rock wall, stared at a rat that disappeared into the crevice of the rock, and said the question in his heart: "I wonder if the child of the drow race is Innocent."

"Since you live in the surface world, have you ever killed a humanoid cub?" The drow looked at Thorne in surprise, pondered for a moment, and asked back.

"I have killed gnolls, goblins, ogres, kobolds, and many other evil races, and I have never hesitated." Thorne thought for a while and replied seriously.

"Then why did you kill him?" Carlock nodded secretly and continued to ask.

"I think they should all be damned. They know the truth of cutting grass and roots to avoid future troubles." Thorne seemed to have realized something in his heart.

"If that's the case, then you can follow your own feelings and don't care about other people's opinions." Carlock took a step forward, and under the vigilant eyes of the ranger, he reached out and patted his shoulder, smiling said:

"The reason is actually very simple. If you think these cubs deserve to die, then pick up the sharp knife in your hand and kill them without hesitation. If you think there is goodness in them, then put away your killing intent and let them go!" Life, that’s all, nothing to worry about.”

"So that's the case, just follow your own feelings." Thorne said to himself, and immediately understood what to do, and then cast a grateful look at the drow.

Carlock returned a faint smile, then turned around and left the ranger with a slightly silent back, and said with emotion:

"In the society of the dark elves, during the growth process of every little baby, in addition to learning basic movement and language skills like all intelligent creatures, they must also accept various behaviors and norms that maintain the rule of this evil society.

Just like male drow, their growth process is accompanied by endless reminders and warnings that their status is far lower than that of female drow.

Under this strict commandment, even an adult male drow would lower his proud head under the indoctrination of evil thoughts. "

"So the difference between most male drow elves and real slaves is only in name, right?" Thorne looked at the back of this drow elf, remained silent for a long time, and expressed his opinion.

"Almost." Carlock turned his back to Thorne, moved his hand to the hilt of the sword involuntarily, tightened it tightly, and then slowly loosened it. Looking at the deep darkness, he continued:

"In the final analysis, this is a world where the strong are respected. As long as you have absolute strength, no one dares to underestimate you. Even the most fierce and arrogant drow women will be courteous when facing the wizards of the family .”

In fact, he didn't want the ranger in front of him to participate in this cruel struggle. The family infighting in Rezim Royal City was full of the most violent plots and betrayals.

While these fierce battles have limited the rapid growth of the city's population, they have also ensured that the drow of Rezim's capital are the most tenacious, cunning survivors, and, yes, deadliest fighters.

Therefore, Karlock was very worried that the filth and evil of Rezim would pollute the heart of this kind ranger. Although he wanted to dissuade him from leaving here, he couldn't force him to do so.

An evil drow accusing a good half-elf of yearning for the light?It sounds really ridiculous.

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Thorn stopped in front of a finely carved arch, because under the leadership of Karlock, they had already arrived at the Royal City of Rezim.

In front of the hundreds of tunnels leading to the huge cavern of Rezim King City, Carlock led Thorn through one of the very inconspicuous tunnels, and officially entered the range of Rezim King City under the soft magic light.

At this time, behind the arch, in a small stone room, two heavily armed drow warriors blocked the way.

"Hey, buddy, you're lucky, you caught a mongrel from the surface."

One of the drow warriors walked up to Karlock, looked at Thorn unscrupulously, and said pleasantly: "Today's entry fee will be waived for you, you can get out."

"I mean you can go, not you, are you as stupid as an ogre?" Just as Thorn was about to follow Karlock into the city, an outstretched arm and a frivolous sarcasm stopped him the way to go.

At the same time, Karlock also stopped, looking coldly at the drow warriors blocking the way.

Thorn stood there silently, watching the subtle movements of the people from the corner of his eyes, and found that the two drow warriors blocking the way had quietly moved their hands to the handles at their waists.

As an outsider brought back by the drow, his identity is easily associated with the word 'slave'.

His race is a half-elf, and his bloodline carries the blood of the surface elves, the enemies of the drow elves. This makes the elves and half-elves not only expensive, but also in short supply in the slave market, because they are sacrificed by the drow elves to Luo. The best offering of silk.

And the two drow warriors guarding the gate in front of him obviously wanted to use their private power to detain him here.

However, he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so he just acted as a 'slave' obediently, without any rash actions.

"Want to know what it's like to stand guard with your butt naked?" Carlock looked at the drow warrior blocking the way with a relaxed expression, and said playfully.

"Huh?" The drow warrior who had already moved his hand to the handle of the knife was stunned for a moment, obviously unable to understand what the other party meant by this nonsensical remark.

However, in an instant he understood the true meaning of this sentence.

The drow warrior heard the sound of a sharp knife being unsheathed, and then an afterimage flashed past his eyes, and then he noticed a strangeness and slight pain in his lower body.

The wind blows the fart, the fart is cold...

"I'm really sorry, in fact, I originally wanted to help you shave your hair clean, because the hand speed is a bit slow, so I accidentally hurt you.

But you are really lucky that I was able to stop it in time, so it didn't fall off, it should... still be usable. "

Karlock put the sharp blade back into the scabbard, glanced at the drow warrior who was clutching his lower body and exclaiming, and led Thorne into the tunnel.

"You lowly commoner, may the sun shine on your head all the time." Then the drow warrior cursed viciously from behind the two of them.

Thorn followed Karlock, silently walking along the tunnel, preparing to enter this exquisite and great city full of intrigue and betrayal.

"Because we are all civilians in the royal city, we can only live in chaotic neighborhoods." Carlock stopped at the entrance of the cave and reminded Thorn beside him:

"Be careful, the slaves here are not stupid creatures. Apart from restlessness, they can also clearly distinguish commoners from nobles."

Walking on the chaotic and noisy streets, Thorne could clearly feel the hostility from the goblins, the greed of the orcs, the eagerness of the ogres, and even the vicious eyes of other drow.

However, all of this turned into panic and distance after he pulled out his long sword in an instant and beheaded a troll who was trying to approach him.

This is a chaotic neighborhood. As long as no nobles are provoked, almost no one will care whether these blind slaves are alive or dead.

Because in the Royal City of Rezim, there is a rule that transcends all laws: don't get caught!
But this kind of deterrence didn't last long. When Thorne and Carlock turned and entered a lane, they were immediately stopped by a dozen orcs with unfriendly expressions.

"Leave the...glittery...coins, and...edible...food, and you can go away."

Among the orc crowd, the only leader with a broken giant ax came out, using crappy underground lingua franca and gestures, trying to convey what he wanted to express to Thorn and the others.

"Don't be so impulsive, it's just a group of orcs with little resistance, just let me send them away." Carlock frowned slightly, and reached out to stop Thorne from drawing his sword.

The ranger in front of him is too murderous, this is not a good habit, Carlock thought to himself.

"Your personality is probably not suitable for living here." Thorn stepped back and reminded in a flat tone.

"They don't pose any threat to me. This is a meaningless killing." Carlock smiled, not caring about Thorne's reminder, and stretched out his hand to take out something.

"Pfft!"

However, unexpectedly, just as Karlock was about to speak, a black shadow floated behind the leading orc, a cold light flashed, and the head of the bewildered orc flew into the dust.

"roll!"

The black shadow sternly yelled, and then the long sword in his hand shook lightly. With a soft 'buzz' sound, all the blood that stained the blade was blown away, and it became sharp again.

The orcs looked at the instantly separated corpses on the ground in horror, and immediately turned into an alley full of filth and gravel and fled frantically.

"Soon you will learn how to respect the fourth family of the Scourge." The black figure holding the long sword looked at the fleeing orcs, and lowered the voice in his throat.

Suddenly, a strange evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the direction of the orc's escape, and lightly waved his arm hidden in the magic black cloak. A group of black clouds that could block dark vision and normal light stopped the beastman. On the path of people fleeing.

This is the innate spell of the drow: darkness.

It worked just as it happened, and soon there were blind rams and bombardment of curses from the orcs.

Then the black shadow in a good mood put the long sword back into the scabbard, turned to look at Thorn and the two, and said in a low voice: "You really don't fit here, my great good Mr. Carlock."

"At least I'm still alive, which proves that your words are not completely correct, isn't it? My best student Sharis." Carlock frowned again, looking at the shadow and said.

"Time will tell, let's go." Sharis said without expression, and took the lead to walk deep into the alleyway.

Thorn and the two followed behind Sharis, moving forward unimpeded in the chaotic alleyway.

The journey was very quiet, because all the troublemakers who came out of the alleyway died under Sharis' fierce sword.

Suddenly, Sharis who walked out of the alleyway stopped, turned and looked towards the opposite side.

"That's the living area of ​​the Wan Ruide family." Seeing Thorne looking over in doubt, Carlock whispered beside him.

In Thorne's eyes, the building is four thick stone pillars that connect the roof of the cave to the ground, and the inside is hollowed out into many rooms.

Then the four stone pillars are connected by metal or rock-filled low walls and bridges. Gargoyles glowing red stare down from countless battlements, like silent sentry guards.

A gargoyle is a strange creature made of earth elements, with a demonic appearance and a hideous face. Powerful spellcasters like to recruit gargoyles as guards to guard their homes.

They were motionless like ordinary stone statues, and then silently waited to enjoy the moment of terror they brought to the intruder after breaking the stillness.

In addition to the four huge stone pillars of the Wan Ruide family, the entire area is also tightly surrounded by tall mushrooms, among which there are many screaming mushrooms mixed regularly.

This is a kind of intelligent fungus mushroom the size of a human being. As its name suggests, any creature will make a piercing scream when it gets close.

Many intelligent races in the Underdark will plant screaming mushrooms in large numbers within their sphere of influence, and use the invasion signals they send out as early warnings.

"It will be ours soon."

Sharis quietly watched the strange and extraordinary carvings and gargoyles in the heavily guarded settlement of the Wan Reid family, as well as the gorgeous demon fire flickering in mid-air, his scarlet eyes gradually became fiery.

When he thought that he would launch a surprise attack on it soon, and countless defenders of the Wanred family would die under his sword, a cruel sneer slipped across the thin lips of the drow elves.

The three of them traveled almost half of the city, and finally came to the edge of the huge cave.

On the walls of the huge cave, many unique caves have been excavated through the precipitation of countless years.

Although the entrance of the cave seems to be only enough for one person to pass through, the space inside is very huge, and their so-called fourth natural disaster family is hiding in one of the caves.

Sharis looked up at a cave nearly ten meters above the ground, and the wooden balcony on the edge of the cave where people could easily enter and exit. He did not choose to climb the rope ladder, but took a strong leap, using the drow's talent spell easily landed on the balcony.

"Let me take you up." Carlock smiled, grabbed Thorne's shoulders and jumped, and landed firmly on the balcony with him.

The moment the three of them stepped into the cave, rows of cold crossbow arrows locked them all.

However, after their partners recognized their identities, they quickly put them away.

This is the survival rule of Rezim King City: always be vigilant and never trust others.

"Why don't you leave?" Looking at Sharis' figure disappearing in the cave corridor, Carlock noticed Thorn who was always standing on the edge of the cave entrance, and cast a puzzled look.

"I haven't seen a big city in the underground world yet. Take this opportunity to take a look at the scenery. As the owner of this place, why don't you introduce it to me?" Thorn walked out of the cave and came to the edge of the balcony.

This place already belongs to the commanding heights of this huge cave, and you can have a bird's-eye view of the entire Rezim King City.

Thorne leaned half on the railing of the balcony, looking down at this colorful city from a height.

Huge spider sculptures shone with energy, countless demon fires floated in the air, gorgeous stone pillar carvings and majestic stone statues were bathed in eternal magical light, showing off the beautiful creations that the dark elves were proud of all the time.

"No matter what race it is, if you appreciate the city from this angle, it's really shocking." Seeing Karlock approaching, Thorne sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"The central area of ​​Rezim King City is the place where the entire city trains elites. The spider-shaped preaching place is called: Spider Academy, where all the priestesses of Rose in the entire city completed their inauguration.

There is a place with elegant shapes and many tall spiers: the Warlock Academy, the place where wizards and warlocks train, and it is also the most desirable place for ambitious or maverick male drow, because there they can spend their lives away from the Great Wall. Most of the family politics live an isolated life, but unfortunately this is a very talented profession.

As for the very simple pyramid-shaped building called: Fighting Wu Tower, it is the place where all male drow warriors learn.

In the Fighting Martial Arts Tower, male drow elves of civilian origin, unless they have a handsome appearance or show outstanding talent in martial arts, can only undertake the work assigned by the upper class, that is, large-scale hard labor, domestic servants and serving Ordinary soldiers of the nobility. "

"What is the huge glowing stone pillar in the center for?" Thorne asked.

"The Pillar of Taiam, in this place where there is no alternation of seasons and day and night, this is the only way for the drow to record the passage of time. The time can be judged by the strength of the magic light on the stone pillar."

"Actually, I'm very curious. In a world where life is at stake and the drow are forced to fight endlessly, why is this city able to survive and be so strong?" Thorn asked again.

"The answer is: Spider Queen Rose." Carlock looked at the spider sculpture in the center of the city with his deep eyes:
"The cruel spider god queen provoked his devout believers to fight with each other, in addition to improving and strengthening his people, it will also make the survivors stronger, smarter, and able to serve him better.

The Queen of the Spider God frequently responded to the rituals of the Priestess Lolth, and harmed the enemies of the drow in any possible way, including family fights, provided that the sacrifices in the ritual could make the Spider God After satisfying.

All drow who do not worship Rose must convert or be destroyed. All weak and rebellious drow must be eliminated. His crazy habit makes his admirers choke each other's throats, and the strongest one remains , the most deceitful, brutal and vicious survivor. "

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(End of this chapter)