Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 309 Right and wrong

Under Carlock's leadership, Thorne walked out of the spacious hall where Evelyn summoned the guests together. The two walked silently through the cobweb-like corridors, and finally turned into a passage emitting an obvious stench.

Seeing Karlock's arrival, a drow warrior ran over excitedly and opened the simple fence gate to welcome the two of them.

"Mr. Carlock, there are two special guests who have been waiting at the door of your room for a long time."

The drow warrior glanced at the silent half-elf in surprise, obviously curious about this half-elf from the surface.

However, when he shifted his gaze to the wandering swordsman Karlock, he showed deep respect.

"Two special guests?" Carlock frowned again.

He found that the number of frowns today was more than the number of times in the past month. Some people said that wrinkles meant that there was a smile staying there, but for this drow, all that was left was deep worry.

"Is it the compatriots dressed as two wizards?"

Carlock looked hesitant, and asked again. He stared at the respectful student closely, hoping that the answer would not be what he guessed.

"Yes." Although the student was a little uncomfortable being stared at by his teacher, as if he had done something wrong, his answer was very straightforward.

"I see." Carlock sighed helplessly, turned to look at the ranger next to him and said, "There are too many slaves bought recently, so the smell here is a bit strong, I hope you don't mind."

"Mr. Carlock, you are too polite." Thorne smiled and replied indifferently.

Why buy so many slaves?Do you still need to ask? Naturally, it is to prepare for the war. Thorne is well aware of this.

Afterwards, the two continued to remain silent. Amidst hundreds of curious eyes, they came to the end of the passage, and found two figures shrouded in wizard robes.

Suddenly, Thorne stopped directly, because he realized that he seemed to be locked by some kind of predator on the top of the cave, and he could clearly feel that this gaze had changed from vigilance to hostility.

Moreover, as this hostility continued to deepen, he could even feel that the predator might strike a fatal blow at any moment.

——"Second Ring Divine Art: Animal Fixation Art!"

So Thorn, who stayed where he was, immediately took out the holy emblem and chanted in a low voice.

After his ranger level has been raised to level 9, although he has the ability to master the magic of the three rings, this ability needs to be activated by going to the temple and relying on rituals.

But fortunately, the animal domain he owns does not need this kind of operation, and he can directly learn the magic about this domain.

The second ring's "animal immobilization" and the third ring's "third-level summoning of natural allies" are the most recent divine spells he has automatically mastered from the animal realm.

In the dim passageway, accompanied by the slight flickering of magical light, the mutated spider entrenched above the ranger's head, about to throw a big web, was directly enveloped by the invisible force cast by Thorne's fingertips, and froze in place.

Then the huge mutated spider dangled along the newly condensed spider silk and fell towards falling.

The moment the mutated spider landed on the ground, one of the two figures shrouded in wizard robes not far away raised her arm, and a flaming arrow that reflected the entire passageway red condensed into shape in her hand at an extremely fast speed.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, the flaming arrow accurately plunged into the mutated spider's spherical body with a scorching whistling sound.

As soon as balls of viscous liquid oozed from the wound, they were instantly evaporated by the high temperature, and the disgusting smell began to spread along the way.

And the eight claws of the victim's mutated spider twitched a few times before being directly burned to death in the flames.

"Julyss, you are so messed up, raising a mutated spider is very expensive."

Carlock looked at the spider that had turned into ashes on the ground, looked at the caster, and said helplessly, "Evelyn is a woman who will not suffer easily, so please do it yourself."

"Since she can't manage her own livestock well, don't blame others for helping her clean up the house." The drow elf Karlock called Julis said lightly.

"You can't say such things casually. Don't you know the teachings of the Spider God Queen?" Carlock looked at Julis who didn't care, and reminded her seriously:
"In Rezim King City, all kinds of spiders should be revered. Anyone who tortures or kills spiders for no reason must die."

"That's enough, Carlock, I didn't come here to listen to your preaching." Julis's voice raised a bit: "Are you planning to hang us outside to talk?"

"I would rather drive the two of you away directly." Carlock glanced at Thorne, smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand to point to the door: "Please."

After finishing speaking, he walked over first, pushed the door open and entered.

Julis, who was covered in black robes all over, followed closely behind. Thorne glanced suspiciously at the other drow man who was standing still, and followed him in.

The drow man in a wizard's robe watched Thorn's back as he walked into the room, and remembered the holy emblem of the ranger when he cast a divine spell, and his pale red eyes hidden in the hood suddenly brightened.

"It turned out to be a half-elf ranger from the surface, the stalker of the silent way."

He couldn't help reaching out to touch the personal accessories hidden in the collar, whispered to himself, and walked in slowly.

Colorful demon fires bloom in the huge room, bathing the room in soft light.

The stone room Thorne stepped into looked like a huge practice room, and of course it could also be used as Karlock's living room.

Because in the corner of the room, there is a large wine cabinet, but to Thorne's surprise, there is no wine in the wine cabinet, all kinds of juices.

In his limited knowledge, he could only recognize light blue apple juice, wine red grape juice and orange juice.

"Sit wherever you want." Carlock pointed to a few stone benches beside the guide, took out a few bottles of packaged juice, and walked directly towards the wine cabinet.Obviously, he intends to store it away.

"What's the matter?" Although Carlock had guessed the purpose of the other party looking for him, he still had a little luck and asked.

"He is?" Julis, who was sitting on the stone bench, raised her head, and moved her eyes hidden in the hood to the ranger who was half leaning on the stone wall and meditating on the other side.

"It's okay, if you have anything to say, just say it, and you won't be affected." Carlock smiled and glanced at Ranger, and added solemnly: "Anyway, I will never agree."

"Karlock, you're kidding me!" Julis said coldly, staring at the smiling Karlock with scarlet eyes.

"I said a long time ago that my sword will never be stained with the blood of my compatriots. This is my final bottom line." Carlock met Julis's angry eyes and said calmly: "So I will never promise."

"Don't you know? Helliste has already planned to cooperate with Evelyn. She is going to push all the neutral compatriots of the Warlock Academy into the fire pit. Don't you have the heart to let them all die in vain?"

As soon as Carlock's words fell, Julis got up suddenly and growled like a shrew:

"Carlock, you must help me kill Helliste. Only in this way can the compatriots of the Warlock Academy get rid of the dead spider's web, and we can fight for freedom."

"What do other people in the Warlock Academy think? If their opinions were all in line with yours, you wouldn't ask me to come here. So this is not Herister's own choice, but everyone is forced by the situation best way."

Carlock was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Besides, who knows whether you are out of public or selfish intentions. After all, if Helliste dies, you will be the biggest beneficiary."

"It is precisely because everyone thinks so that I want to stop it desperately. Although we are excluded in the Warlock Academy, we are weak because we have no resources to support.

But we are all free civilians, and we will not be drawn into family infighting.As long as we have been surviving in the Warlock Academy in the early stage, we can gradually grow stronger by virtue of the life span of the race and our own advantages. "

Julis took a deep breath, calmed down her excited heart, and patiently explained to Carlock:

"However, if you participate in the family infighting in Rezim's royal city, it is tantamount to stepping into the web woven by the dead spider, and they will eventually become puppets controlled by the desire for power."

"Everyone has their own choice. I don't want to force my beliefs on people with different ideas. Since they choose this path that they can never turn back, they must be prepared to deal with it."

Carlock looked up at the demon fire floating on the roof, and said calmly:
"I have no right to interfere with what they do. The only thing I can do is to use my strength to help these compatriots who are in darkness as much as possible while maintaining the moral bottom line. As for you asking me to kill my compatriots, Sorry, I really can't do it."

"Karlock, you are hypocritical. As long as Hellist is killed, I have the confidence to persuade everyone in the Warlock Academy not to participate in this infighting."

Julis got up and walked to Carlock: "Isn't it worth sacrificing one person to save everyone in the Warlock Academy?"

"However, if you put it this way, if the Warlock Academy does not participate in this internal struggle, does it mean that there is a possibility of failure when the raid on the Wanruide family is carried out, and it will not only be the Warlock Academy that will die That few people, but everyone here."

This is a city full of intrigue and betrayal. Carlock has no way to persuade these fallen compatriots to go to the light. He can only watch them go to the darkness.

This is undoubtedly a very tormenting thing for him.

"..." Julis didn't know how to respond.

Thorne, who was standing aside watching the excitement, already understood what the two of them meant through their conversation.

In the entire city of Rezim, all his compatriots have been screened clearly within two years.

Those who can't adapt, either die quietly, or sneak away, or stay in the lighthouse town all their lives.

And those drow compatriots who have adapted to life here, their personalities are almost all tempered to be evil and cruel, because those who do not conform to this character are all eliminated.

Therefore, he actually admired this wandering swordsman named Carlock, but he didn't agree with his approach.

If it was him, Thorne thought that he would have stayed away from this evil city long ago. As for those compatriots who were willing to degenerate, he would not care about the lives of these people.

But Carlock is different. He has always guarded his own moral bottom line and used his own strength to help the evil compatriots in Rezim King City grow stronger.

He followed Karlock through the corridor, and he could clearly feel the fear or respect of all the drow warriors and priestesses when they saw this wandering swordsman.

Therefore, Thorne himself was a little confused, what was the point of this man staying here.

"Farewell!" A conversation ended with the cold-faced Julis flicking her sleeves away.

"Hello, my name is Ciel, nice to meet you, a half-elf ranger from the surface."

At this time, the drow man who had been silent behind Julis hesitated for a moment, walked up to Thorne, greeted him with a smile, and then bent down to salute.

Seeing this, Thorn immediately stepped forward to stop the other party from bowing, and then he saw a pendant that the drow man deliberately showed him, and his face suddenly changed.

"My name is Thorn. Nice to meet you." Thorn, whose expression regained his composure, patted the other person on the shoulder, forced a smile, and introduced himself.

"Don't worry, I'm not in the same camp as that crazy woman. We'll get in touch again when we have a chance." The drow man named Shire winked at Thorn, sent a message in his mind with a message technique, and turned to leave.

The city is just too chaotic.

Seeing this man named Shire disappear into the corridor, Thorne patted his forehead with a headache. He really regretted coming here now.

"Why didn't you choose to leave here?" Then Thorne turned to look at the lonely back of this man, and asked the doubts in his heart.

"I have my own goals here." Carlock sighed, sat down on the stone bench with a tired expression, and told Thorne:

"Majia's friend, you should know, I helped her escape from the city of Rezim, the drow wizard who sold barbecue in the lighthouse town, and I helped him leave the Warlock Academy, and Gerson, He also needs my help, because he has planned to escape this cage in the near future."

"This is the purpose of your stay here." After Thorn finished speaking, he silently stared at the wandering swordsman with a tired expression.

"That's right, my purpose here is to secretly help those depraved compatriots who have turned back." Carlock put his hands deep into his messy long white hair, and laughed at himself:
"Because I don't have the ability to persuade them at all. I can only observe those who are trying to stay away from this city in secret, and then give them the necessary help."

"Okay, let's not talk about these bad things." After a moment of silence, Carlock recovered and pulled out the long sword at his waist, looking at the ranger: "While there is still time, let me see how well you understand swordsmanship Bar."

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(End of this chapter)