Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 355 Active Participation
At dusk, the last rays of light painted the treetops red, and the trees and town became hazy.

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, Thorne walked among the dark red Valence bushes in Stallman Town, and walked towards an alley deep in the town.

The blood of the tiefling race contains the blood of demons from the lower planes, which led to the rejection of various civilizations, which directly caused most tieflings to reject this ancient sin very much, and tried their best to disassociate themselves from it, but they did not It does not mean that their living habits will not be affected in the slightest.

For example, most tieflings prefer dark colors for their clothing and housing, especially dark red.

This is also the main reason why all the houses in Stallman Town are scattered in every corner of the dark red grove.

Because the trees in the grove are dominated by trees that have been polluted by the blood of the devil, such as the Gemvalence tree, their leaves will gradually change from light red to deep red as they grow throughout the year.

These twin Valens trees polluted by the blood of the devil are very similar to the tiefling race, so 'twin Valens' means 'sorrow' in the allegory of the tiefling race.

Thorne walked through the bushes and found a group of tieflings, mainly players, gathered under a big thick tree. They brought juice, wine, snacks and fruits, and sat around a large animal skin, talking and laughing talking.

"The days after crossing are actually very good. Although the wilderness is a bit dangerous, as long as we can survive with our strength, we will definitely have a good future."

A tiefling player wearing a dark red leather armor sat cross-legged on the animal skin, and said with emotion as he swung his tail on his buttocks.

"Yeah, you don't know how much social pressure I faced when I just graduated, the house and car bride price came one after another, it was overwhelming.

It's all right now, I don't have to worry about these shitty things anymore, even if I die in the wilderness, I still feel that this life is worth it.Whatever you think, I've grown to love this place, I love this place to death. "

Another tiefling wizard in a loose robe manipulated a bottle of fruit juice with spells, received it in his hand, then showed his two fangs on the upper jaw, and said with a smile to everyone.

"But I'm still a little worried about whether our town can withstand the impact of the gnolls. After all, these wolves are one of the most powerful tribes in the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range." Another tifu with a one-horned horn Player Lin stared at the swirling liquid in the wine glass, and poured cold water on the excited crowd.

"The night lord's mana has been restored today, and we will launch a counterattack tonight. There is a quasi-legendary warlock in charge, so there is nothing to worry about."

"That's also..."

"Come on! Cheers to our future. In this battle tonight, the ashes of some unlucky ashes will be scattered on the banks of the Emerald River, so we must cherish this moment of good time." A tiefling stood up and took the lead booed.

"Cheers!" Immediately, everyone stood up and collided with each other holding various juices and drinks.

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Thorn, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the talking and laughing tieflings, fell silent for a while, and then walked towards the destination at a faster pace.

Thorne walked through two or three disordered alleys made up of Valence trees and stone houses, and finally arrived at the residence of Master Kairon, a house made of dark red marble.

"Crench!"

So he gently pushed open the wooden door and walked in.

The moment he entered the stone house, Thorn immediately felt a rush of heat.

However, the imaginary sound of iron striking and a faint smell of aromatic tobacco did not come from the room.

This made Thorn's heart skip a beat, as if he had guessed something.

He glanced around lightly, and found that there was only one person in this quiet and spacious room, and the lounge chair in the corner was empty, with a layer of fine dust on it.

It should have been left just now, because he could clearly observe the traces of the recliner being wiped.

Then Thorn turned his attention to the only tiefling player.

The tiefling was wearing only trousers and a leather apron tied around his waist. On his thin shoulders and chest, soot piled up in black lines along the furrows formed by his muscles, and the orange flames from the blacksmithing furnace nearby The light from the fire made his sweaty body glow slightly.

He was sitting at a marble table full of various enchanting props, fiddling with a dark red arrow so intently that Thorn didn't notice when he opened the door and walked in.

Whenever the carving knife in his hand left a rune pattern on the body of the arrow, a drop of sweat would fall from his forehead due to trembling.

Seeing this, Thorne didn't bother the tiefling player who was making the Explosive Arrow, but stood there quietly, waiting for him to finish the work in hand.

It's been like this for about half an hour...
The dedicated tiefling player finally finished the arrow. He looked with satisfaction at the integrated shape of the arrowhead, shaft and fletching of this special arrow engraved with devil runes, and then carefully inserted it into the There are only a few quiver next to it.

Just as he was about to continue making the next one, he suddenly noticed a trace of cool air blowing in the house. He was taken aback, and immediately turned his gaze to the direction of the door.

"Hi, I'm the ranger who asked Master Kairon for enchanting last year. The purpose of coming here is to visit this enchanting master."

Seeing the tiefling player who turned his head, Thorne looked at his face that was half burnt by the flames, paused, and told his story.

The young tiefling player first wiped the sweat stains on his forehead, then quickly covered the half of his face scalded by the flames with his loose crimson hair, and looked at the ranger who had met several times with a complicated expression, his voice slightly He replied hoarsely: "Master Kailong passed away four months ago."

"That's such a pity. Do you know where he is buried?" Thorn, who had already guessed the result, was not too surprised. He was silent for a while, and then expressed his thoughts calmly: "I think Go and pay your respects."

"According to tradition...all dead tieflings need to have their bodies cremated and then scattered in the wilderness, forests, lakes or rivers." The tiefling player held an arrow shaft tightly in his hand and paused for a while , said slowly;

"In this way, their corpses with the blood of demons will not pollute the land of this world again, and their resting souls will not be used by evil people."

"I'm very sorry to bother you." After listening to the other party's words, Thorne gave the tiefling player an apologetic look, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute! Instructor Kairon said before he left that if you come back here again, let me tell you something." Noticing that Ranger was about to leave, Tiefling stopped his footsteps and continued. :

"In the chaotic and turbulent year, in the easternmost part of the continent, an endless wilderness leading to the continent of Karatu is the main battlefield of the abyssal demons. There are still cracks in the abyss, so there are many people who have studied the abyssal demons in that place. Grandmaster."

"I see, thank you." Thorne was taken aback, and gave a slight salute to the tiefling player, and then left the house quietly.

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The cool breeze blows, and the Valence tree sways with the wind. The leaves awakened by the spring breeze are like clusters of flames burning on the branches. In the last afterglow of the setting sun, they shine with dazzling luster, making people dazzled and lingering. .

Thorne, who had left the stone house of Master Kairon, sat on a stone bench next to a Valence tree in the town, looking at the sky that was gradually losing its color.

"Quack~quack~quack~"

Suddenly, a sad crow sounded, interrupting his contemplation.

Immediately afterwards, a little crow passed through the fiery red leaves and flew to Thorn's eyes.

It flapped its small wings and circled around his head a few times before landing in the outstretched palm.

Thorne and the little crow looked at each other for a moment, using the "animal conversation technique" to communicate the information the other party conveyed to him.

"Is the situation in Stallman Town already this serious?" Thorne frowned slightly, gently stroking the smooth feathers of the little crow, and whispered to himself.

After a while, with a wave of his hand, he dispersed the little crow in his palm, and was about to get up and leave.

However, before he got up, a little Tiefling girl appeared in his sight, and walked towards him with cheerful steps.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are the big half-elf brother who came here last autumn, right." The tiefling girl waved to Thorne happily before she approached.

"...Yes." Thorn hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Then he looked at the tiefling girl not far away, who was thin, with a light red face and a little freckles, wearing a dark red coarse linen dress, looking like a very simple rural girl.

When he noticed the two modern colorful bows tied on the horns of the tiefling girl's forehead, he immediately remembered that the tiefling girl once delivered him food in the hotel.

However, although Thorn remembered her identity, when he saw the two colorful bows, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Because the color of this bow is obviously different from that seen half a year ago.

So what puzzled him was that although the colors were different, they were made in a very similar way, knotted and folded from the same place.

As a keen ranger, he can still observe these small details, and he can also clearly see that this bow was only made in the past few days.

If he remembered correctly, the little girl had told him about the origin of the bow tie.

"This is a gift from a very gentle elder sister. Unfortunately, she turned into a monster with wings and flew away half a year ago. She has never returned since then." Thorn recalled the tiefling girl telling him A word that has passed.

Could it be that this so-called 'gentle big sister' has flown back again? Thinking of this, Thorn couldn't help guessing secretly.

Just as he was staring at the bow in a daze, the Tiefling girl in front of him had already approached. She glanced at Thorne secretly, and then happily shared her happy story with him:

"Brother half-elf, did you know that the gentle elder sister who flew away flew back and became a powerful paladin."

It turned out to be the succubus paladin.

After listening to the excited words of the tiefling girl, Thorne showed a sudden look.

He glanced at the girl in front of him with a smile, and said casually, "Then, does this... gentle big sister treat you very well?"

To say that she was gentle, Thorne felt that this was the most against his will, because the cold succubus paladin he had seen could not be associated with gentleness at all.

As for the gentlest... of course his Andrina.

"Although she likes me very much, since she flew back, I have never seen her smile. She seems to be a different person, and sometimes she hugs me in her arms and weeps in a daze." Steve Miss Lin recalled the memory of getting along with the succubus paladin, and her bright eyes gradually dimmed.

"Maybe it's because she misses her family." Thorn didn't know how to respond, so he replied perfunctorily.

"Unfortunately, big sister's younger sister was killed by a wolf man, otherwise she wouldn't have turned into a monster with wings and flew away, but fortunately she came back again." The tiefling girl seemed to recall a painful memory, Looks very sad.

"She likes you so much, then you should be her younger sister, so that you can help your big sister fill the vacancy in this family relationship."

Thorne was taken aback, smiled and patted the Tiefling girl on the shoulder lightly, and threw a few gold coins into her pocket when she wasn't paying attention.

"Of course." The tiefling girl looked up at Thorn and nodded seriously.

Then her two big eyes that gradually brightened turned around, and she asked very curiously: "Brother half-elf, why are you here alone? Didn't that human sister come with you?"

Human sister?

Thorne was taken aback by this curious little girl's question, and then he understood who she was referring to, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "How do you know that the two of us are together?"

When he and Anderina were in Stallman Town, they didn't seem to have much contact with each other, but this little girl said with certainty that the two of them were together. This brain circuit is too strange, and she can predict the future ?
"Because I secretly saw the two of you sitting here chatting together half a year ago, and I can tell that the human sister likes you very much."

The Tiefling girl blushed slightly, rubbed the corners of her clothes, wagged her little tail, and said a little embarrassedly: "Besides, when you were leaving, I secretly saw that the two of you were walking together."

"..."

Thorne was immediately embarrassed, not knowing how to answer what this curious little girl said.

When he left Stallman Town half a year ago, he did notice many tieflings staring at him.

After all, it was strange for a half-elf wandering around a tiefling town not to receive attention, so he didn't really care.

The only thing that surprised him was that at that time, Anderina had already had a crush on him, but he didn't know anything about it.

However, now that she thought about it, she understood that if she didn't like him, how could she go to Pushang Town with him at ease.

After all, he was too stupid to even see such an obvious hint from the sorceress...

Thorn recalled when he was sitting here with Anderina, and had a few simple conversations, and instantly understood that at that time, she had secretly expressed her affection for him, but he was as ignorant as a piece of wood .

"Is my EQ really that low? Impossible? This shouldn't have anything to do with the intelligence attribute." Thorne couldn't help but glance at the intelligence attribute that has become 13 points, thinking to himself.

"That...how about you go somewhere else to play, I have other things to do."

Thorne, who seemed to be hit, gave a dry cough on purpose, interrupting the little girl's unscrupulous gaze from blinking back and forth on his embarrassed face, and then got up to leave.

"Goodbye, big half-elf brother." The tiefling girl gave Thorne a nostalgic look, and said with a little reluctance.

"Goodbye." Thorne smiled slightly, watching the curious little girl leave.

When Thorne was about to leave, suddenly a figure covered in a dark red cloak appeared next to the big tree behind him.

After he recognized the other party's identity, he subconsciously asked, "Night Lord, when did you appear here?"

Seeing the magician Anakys in front of him, Thorne vaguely remembered the pair of cold black eyes that impressed him the first time they met.

At the beginning, he just glanced at it, which made him feel as if he had been penetrated into his heart, causing him a kind of palpitation and fear deep in his heart.

Now, with his strength becoming stronger and the attribute of will improving, he can finally clearly observe what those palpitating eyes look like.

Thorne noticed that under his gaze, the pupils of the Night Lord had gradually turned into long and narrow black prisms, and he quickly looked away when he sensed something was wrong.

"How is Anderina who walked with you back then?" The magician didn't care about Thorne's rudeness, but stroked the little black cat in his arms, making a cool voice.

"She's fine with me." Thorn didn't quite understand the meaning of the other person's words, but said truthfully.

"Then I'm relieved." The warlock glanced at a protective ring and the ring of the seer on Thorne's hand, and replied softly.

"Is there anything the Night Lord wants from me?" Thorn asked.

"Your strength is improving quite quickly, but you have to keep in mind that when a road looms in front of you, you must grasp it and determine your future direction, otherwise you will be like me. , need to go back and look for it.”

The sorcerer first nodded secretly to Thorne, and then said meaningfully: "External power is never your own. Only the power obtained by relying on yourself is real. Although the road is difficult, you must not be impatient."

"Thank you for the Night Lord's guidance, I will keep it in my heart." Thorne thanked her seriously.

He probably understood what the magician said.

The so-called external power should refer to the power of faith and the mysterious power taught by the suzerain of the magicians.

Although these powers can make them grow faster, after all, this is the road paved for them by others, and it does not belong to them at all.

In other words, if you want to become a real strong man, you must find your own path.

"Night Lord, if you allow me, I would also like to participate in the battle against the Wolf Man tonight." Then, Thorne took the initiative to explain the purpose of the Lord.

"Then, on behalf of the people of Stallman Town, I would like to thank you for your help." The magician Anakeys was taken aback, the corners of her mouth curled up, protruding two fangs on the upper jaw, sincerely to Thorne Thank you.

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(End of this chapter)