Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 325
Under the bright sunshine, the warm spring breeze blows gently, the blue sky is as clean as washing, and the white clouds are fluttering leisurely.

Thorn looked at the rolling Dajianscar Mountains in the distance, saw the peaks soaring into the clouds, watched the flowers in the mountains blooming in the wind, and listened to the melodious voices coming from the depths of the greenery. birdsong.

He just stood there with his hands behind his back, quietly bathing in the spring breeze, letting the warm sunshine pour over his cheeks, and letting the breeze blow his messy long hair.

At this moment, although the depressing journey of the Underdark flashed in his mind frequently, when he returned to the surface world again, the heavy memories seemed to be dispelled by the light, and they were moving at a speed visible to the naked eye. The rapid ablation did not cause any ripples in his peaceful heart.

"The surface world is better. Although there is light and darkness, at least there is hope. The Underdark region is simply a valley of the shadow of death, a land filled with countless inexplicable nightmares." Thorne looked at the blurred space between the upper city and the lower city. The scene, I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

It is said that many people who escaped from the Underdark and returned to the surface world will undergo a major change, because their eyes have seen the phantom buildings of the Underdark, witnessed the inescapable doomsday scene, and even those with weak will will go crazy.

Thorne smiled involuntarily. Obviously, he was not such a person, and then he was about to walk forward at a faster pace.

Suddenly, when he was about to walk, he found that the chattering figure behind him became very quiet, and he didn't intend to move his footsteps.

So he turned around and walked towards Sigrit, looking at the little girl's slightly fascinated expression on a wild flower, and tentatively asked, "Why, did you feel hurt by the scene?"

At this time, Sigrit was still dressed simply and plainly, in a pure black adventure outfit, holding a long sword with a sheath in her arms, and her slightly curly blond hair swayed in the breeze, making her slightly sad and delicate face It was clearly presented in front of Thorn's eyes.

"No, it's just that I haven't seen the sun for hundreds of years. After reuniting after a long absence, I feel a little... How should I put it, it's just very unpleasant. This feeling is like coming home."

Sigrit raised her head and gave Thorne a perfunctory smile, then returned to her original appearance, directly grabbed the wild flowers around her roughly, and played with them casually.

"Just get used to it. If there's nothing else, then let's go." Thorne glanced at her, and didn't know how to answer the question, so he didn't ask, but left a word, then turned and left.

Seeing this, Sigrit looked at Thorn's back and smiled slightly, threw the wild flowers in her hand, and followed with cheerful steps.

Not long after walking, the two came to the sword mound overgrown with weeds.

Thorn looked at the long swords hidden in the weeds, listened to the sound of the sword's groaning, and stood in the grass for a long time in silence.

Under Sigrit's strange gaze, he turned and walked towards a sculpture not far away that was ten meters high, covered in green vines, and eroded by the wind and sand, making it blurry.

According to the goblin wizard Malvisa, the occupation of the owner of this sculpture is one of the three basic occupations in the Nine Swords inheritance system: Zhanren (the sword of military way).

As for the sharp blades buried in the Sword Mound, they are all the weapons left by the sword masters who died in battle. Their purpose here is to protect the shadow cracks that can connect to the Shadowfall Underworld.

Thorne bowed solemnly to the sculpture and the tombs behind it, then turned and continued walking.

"Do you know this person?" Sigrit looked at the fuzzy face of the sculpture, feeling a little familiar, but couldn't tell where she had seen it, so she caught up with Thorne and walked side by side with him.

"I don't know." Thorne replied casually.

"Then why do you still salute him?" Sigrit asked again.

"Be in awe." Thorne slowed down, thought of a fairly appropriate word, and said, "Because their strength makes me afraid, and their deeds are worthy of my respect, that's all."

This is the so-called awe, Thorne secretly sighed, awe is like a bottom line warning him at all times, no matter what he does, he must be worthy of his conscience.

No matter what kind of people, once they don't have a sense of awe, they don't know how to respect and fear, and they often become unscrupulous and do whatever they want, saying whatever they want, doing whatever they want, and even lawlessness.

"Oh..." Sigrit nodded half-understanding.

Afterwards, the two stopped talking. Under Thorne's leadership, they found a winding path hidden in the bushes and walked along this path until they reached the ruins of the ancient castle.

However, the moment Thorn arrived at the ruined castle, he found a few busy figures, which made his calm expression fluctuate.

Tauren Alista was working hard to clean up the collapsed walls in the ruins, and a pair of iron fists hammered the walls of the ruins into small pieces.

The orc sword master Kutaig and his student half-elf Lando cooperated tacitly in throwing and catching the large and small stones that the tauren decomposed towards the outside of the castle.

The last one, the mind flayer Vel'Koz, dressed in a robe and with an octopus head, was humming a little song about beating workers, while using magic power to manipulate things like bricks and fine gravels to clean them up.

"This..." Thorne and Sigrit looked at each other, and both of them showed puzzled expressions in their eyes.

Looking at the surrounding environment, the two felt as if they had come to a construction site.

"What are you doing?" Thorne walked over quickly, and asked aloud before everyone found him.

The Tauren Alistar was the person he had promised him to help him find a territory on the surface where the Tauren race could develop and gather the people from the Underdark. dispatch.

However, it is a pity that this brother Niu is a bit miserable, and he is still a poor commander...

But Thorne had already negotiated with Evelyn of Rezim King City in advance. Whenever he found a tauren slave in the arena, he would try his best to keep an eye out for him, and then spend money to buy it.

When a certain amount is gathered, then the goblin caravan named Charlotte will be paid to send the caravan to the city of ruins.

As for the other Brother Squid named Velkoz, because this guy's race belongs to the mind flayer that makes people turn pale.

In order to prevent accidents, Thorn signed a contract with him. While providing magic knowledge to the other party, the squid brother will serve him for 50 years.

So, the two came to the underground ruins together with the gray dwarves under the escort of Sigrit.

"Boss Thorne is back." Alista's voice like a firecracker rang out first.

Then he walked up to Kurtaig, regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, he directly placed his dirty arm on the other's shoulder, put his weight on one foot, and beat the ground rhythmically with the other , and grinning:
"Miss Anderina told us to clean up the place and prepare to rebuild the castle."

"Rebuild this old castle?" Thorne was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again, then nodded to several people without saying a word.

Rebuilding this ancient castle is exactly what he had recently come up with, because behind the ancient castle there is a sealed shadow crack and a passage leading to the ground, so someone must be sent to guard it.

After all, no one can guarantee whether dangerous underground monsters will emerge from the crack leading to the dark region.

The reconstruction of this ancient castle, in addition to being able to live in, will also play a role in covering and protecting.

I didn't expect Anderina to go with him, but I don't know if she said hello to Lilia. Anyway, the other party is the leader of the upper city.

"There are more than 100 gray dwarves in the city of ruins. You call them up too. These guys are also very good at building houses." Thorne walked up to several people, as if remembering something, and reminded them.

"Yes, yes, how could I have forgotten them." Kutaige frowned and shook off the tauren's arm on his shoulders, nodded and said, "If you don't remind me, I'm planning to go to Bugle Town to call someone over Helped."

"Don't be so troublesome. Don't forget to go to the lower city to buy more wine. After all, these dwarves are a bunch of wine barrels."

Thorne reminded again, and then briefly communicated with everyone for a while, and then left the ruined castle with Sigrit.

Then he took Sigrit, who was always asking questions, like a curious baby, through two tree-lined paths in Uptown. When passing the training ground, Thorne found sitting in the shade watching Lilia, a half-elf girl who is a field trainer.

"You're back." Lilia was the first to notice the figures of the two, so she walked up to Thorne, looked at him and said softly.

"Well, I'm back. Nothing major has happened recently." Thorn asked with a smile back at the girl in front of him.

A few days ago, Andrina told him about the fact that the hobgoblin Heruk sent assassins to harass the town of Fallstown.

Since there were two third-tier rangers from the Temple of Melikai in charge of warning and reconnaissance, these annoying assassins directly wandered around the intersections in Fallstown, looking for single people to attack.

It caused panic in the whole town, which was the main reason why he came back so eagerly.

Since the hobgoblins like to harass Fallshang Town so much, Thorn felt that he should also go to the Forest of Tranquility to brush up the hobgoblins as dungeons, so that they can also feel what it is like to be squatted frequently.

"As long as we don't leave the town, we won't encounter any danger, but going on like this is not an option." Lilia said to Thorn with a slightly worried expression.

"It's okay, I will solve this problem soon, trust me." Thorne comforted with a smile.

"Hmm." Lilia stretched out her hand to brush away the hair that covered her face, and smiled slightly at Thorn.

"Then I'll go first." Thorn wanted to reach out and rub Lilia's hair, but after thinking about it, he felt it was wrong, so he endured it again.

"Hello!" However, he had just taken two steps when he was stopped by Sigrit behind him.

"Is there anything else you can do?" Thorne looked at the little girl with a headache.

"This is already in the town of Pushang. If you don't take me to the streets of the lower city, why are you leading me to the depths of the woods?"

Sigrit looked at the surrounding dense jungle and the hidden tree houses, and stood on tiptoe to look in the direction of the city, her tone very dissatisfied.

"Don't get me wrong, I just promised to bring you to Pushang Town, but I didn't say that I would go shopping with you. If you want to play, you can go down by yourself. You are not a child, and you need adults to watch over you .” Thorne recalled his experience with the other party in Lighthouse Town, and directly refused.

"I'm your guest, don't you have any hospitality at all?" Sigritte, who was rejected, held a sheathed sword and paced back and forth beside Thorne, retorting without showing any weakness:
"You are too heartless, think about it for yourself, how I treat you when you go to my castle, and how I treat you when you go to the Underdark."

"..."

Thorne, who was wronged, was stunned speechless, standing there not knowing how to explain.

Noticing the change in Thorne's expression, Lilia chuckled, walked up to Sigrit, and said, "Little sister, I'm Lilia, the leader of the upper city, or I'll go down with you." Playing in the city, what do you think?"

"Of course." Sigrit immediately took Lilia's hand familiarly to respond to her inner joy and agreement.

Then she glanced at Thorne again, and complained: "You think I want you to accompany me so much, I like to put on a paralyzed face all day long."

After speaking, he pulled Lilia and walked towards the lower city.

Seeing the figures of the two leaving, Thorne breathed a sigh of relief, so he stood still and watched the training of the half-elves for a while, then turned and walked towards the cabin by the waterfall.

The reason why he went there was mainly because of the distance from the cabin and the location of the tower, which happened to be able to teleport him back through the teleportation circle.

Thorne walked along the tree-lined path, and when he came to the edge of the waterfall, a low-pitched music with trills floated in the rushing water:

The breath of spring is in the revival,
The silky spring rain nourishes the creatures,

The soft spring breeze dispels the haze again,

Such things are justified,
So our hope is sprouting in the thriving.

……

Thorn cast his eyes on the figure at the bottom of the pool, and when he saw a half-elf bard in a light green lace jacket, a bowler hat, and a harp in his arms, he immediately recognized him identity of.

The half-elf bard in front of him was the player named Gilt he met in the Temple of Melikai, but to his surprise, the other party came to Fallshang Town.

Thorne glanced at the empty fishing rod beside Gilt, and a lifeless fishing rod by the water.

He thought about it, and finally held back his steps, not choosing to disturb the other party's creative inspiration.

Then he looked up at the high tower on the West Cliff, and directly activated the teleportation circle and disappeared without a trace.

The moment he appeared through the teleportation circle on the No. 12th floor of the tower, a figure that impressed him was already guarding him.

"Are you back?" Anderina's beautiful eyes, which were as bright as water, looked at Thorn with a clear light and a touching smile.

"Yeah." Thorne smiled slightly, looked around, and found that she was the only one, so he directly took her into his arms, sniffed the familiar smell, and enjoyed a moment of tranquility.

"You said you didn't want someone's body. Look where your hands have gone." Andrina buried her head in Thorne's arms, and whispered.

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(End of this chapter)