Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 436: Wizard Gathering
Cold Winter City, on a street leading to the city center.

Andelina led Thorn along the route she had carefully chosen.

More than anything else, the sorceress was more troubled by the silent walking of the rangers around her.

On the warm street, he kept very quiet.

He has a silent rhythm that only an excellent ranger can master. It is this quiet rhythm that makes her not even feel that he is always by her side, so that she has to look back frequently.

Andrina led Thorne through the business district of Winter City, preparing to go to the wizard tower in the center of the city, and finally ended their meaningful trip.

The bustling marketplace is full of stalls, carts and flies.

Anderina, who was leading the way, suddenly saw a criminal tied to a pillar of a high platform, and the onlookers kept throwing mud and yellowed vegetable leaves at him.

The criminal showed amazing composure and composure. He mocked the crowd below with a series of obscenities, but the volume hardly changed.

Faintly, Anderina heard the prisoner's mocking words clearly:
"You're like the stupid, fat, lazy minnows in the pond, refusing to believe in the pike. You've turned the world into a stagnant pool of mud. Look around you! Crime and iniquity, greed and avarice, Quarrels and rivalries are everywhere. Wake up, while there is still time! You sinners. Our traditions are dying, and the time of contempt is coming!

Half a year ago, those sahuagin from the deep sea, gnolls from the Great Swordscar Mountains, hobgoblins from the Black Pearl Forest, and demons from the bottomless abyss were your divine punishment, they were the whips of the gods to beat sinners..."

"You mean son of a bitch, hurry up and die!"

"Shut up! You godly looking dog!"

"You son of a bitch! I guess your mother must have been disappearing in obscure alleys, so think about where you came from."

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The criminal's calm ridicule was quickly overwhelmed by the excited crowd. For a while, mud, yellowed vegetable leaves, and even feces were flying all over the sky, but the target was surprisingly the same.

Anderina sighed helplessly, then combed a strand of disobedient black long hair behind her ears.

She slowed down, walked side by side with Thorne, and couldn't help but say: "Is Twilight Town really willing to send people over to pick up the civilians in the city?"

In the town of Falls, she lived alone and spent countless days and nights in the tower, but this did not mean that she was ignorant of the situation in the Emerald Field Territory.

Now, the war with the hobgoblins in the Forest of Tranquility is about to start, and the five small towns in the wilderness are also constantly planning. Countless military supplies and combat personnel are continuously gathering towards the town of Pushang every day.

Under such circumstances, she didn't think that Twilight Town could spare enough manpower to escort the civilians of Winter City to the territory safely.

"I can't guarantee it either." Thorne replied listlessly, his tone seemed a little helpless, and also revealed a deep sense of powerlessness.

He is very aware of this sense of powerlessness. He had this look when the lower part of Winter City was ravaged by the sahuagin half a year ago.

Although he is not a paladin with firm beliefs, he retains a good heart deep in his heart.

Because of this, whenever he recalled that the civilians in the slums might face the crisis of breaking the city one day, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Whenever he recalled the last words that the paladin girl said when she received the holy call and left the tavern, 'Paladins are immortal!Justice lasts forever! ', he felt even more uncomfortable.

This is the good heart at work, Thorne thought.

Unfortunately, he is really powerless, there is nothing he can do.

Then, Thorne glanced coldly at a businessman who was trying to strike up a conversation, and slowly said to Anderina beside him:
"Whether it's going to the Silver Pine Plain, or taking those unarmed civilians to the territory of the Emerald Field, without the protection of a group of powerful professionals, it is undoubtedly tantamount to courting death.

Moreover, it is impossible for Twilight Town to draw out so many professionals to escort these original residents who have nothing to do with them, because if the number of people sent is too small, it will have no effect, and if we send too many, it will greatly affect our next actions. "

Hearing that Thorne's analysis was almost the same as her own, Andelina stopped asking.

They became silent again, the noise of the street soon overwhelmed them both, and the criminal tied to the high post suddenly started laughing loudly, he laughed heartbreakingly, because the god of death was looking at him in anticipation of the crowd. Every step of the way.

After a while, cheers of victory sounded near the high platform.

Under the bright sunshine, the wizard tower of Winter City is bathed in it, as if inlaid with a layer of bright gold, standing majestically above the sky, dazzling people's eyes.

"This is the first time I have observed this wizard tower from such a close distance." Thorne raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, looked at the towering wizard tower, and sighed involuntarily.

The wizard's tower is located in the center of the entire city. This area is the same as the aristocratic area, and refugees like them cannot approach it without a referral.

"I've been here a few times." Seeing Thorn's gradually softening expression, Andelina looked at him proudly and showed off to him.

"It seems that no matter where you are, you can't do without money." Thorn looked away, and didn't ask how she got in, but replied with a smile.

"Let's go, tell me about the situation around the Wizard Tower." Thorne looked at the Wizard Tower surrounded by low walls, and said with a frown, "I always feel that there is some kind of spell cast around this tower."

"You feel right. There is an illusion circle around the wizard tower. When you really enter the range of the wizard tower, believe me, you will definitely be so shocked that your eyeballs will fall out."

Anderina recalled the scene when she entered for the first time, deliberately closed the door, then took Thorn's hand, and walked towards a small gate by the wall together.

"Stop coming, tell your name and identity, or you won't be able to pass!" Just as the two were about to approach the gate, a cold and serious voice came out.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man appeared in the sight of the two.

I saw him floating two feet above the ground, staring at the two of them through his pale golden eyes through his indifferent face, and stretched out his hand holding the jeweled cane to block the way forward.

"Is it an illusion?" Looking at the middle-aged man who appeared, Thorne, who has the characteristic of "perceiving magic", instinctively noticed something strange, but he did not ask directly in a rude manner.

"A warlock from the lower city, Anderina." Anderina stepped forward and replied, "You know me. Of course, there is also a friend of mine."

The middle-aged man was unmoved, but narrowed his eyes and said in a colder voice: "I need to prove, this is the rule!"

"It's really troublesome, still so stubborn and rigid." Andelina smiled helplessly at Thorne, then took out a delicate small bag and put it in the palm of her hand, looking for the so-called proof of the middle-aged man.

Thorn stood aside, looking at Anderina helplessly.

The small wallet, which is less than the size of a palm, is obviously a magical item that can store items. Obviously, it only takes a thought to take out any item in it, but Anderina likes to toss it by herself in her spare time.

This is the so-called quirk?Thorne thought.

After a while, Andrina finally dug out a coin with a round square hole engraved with an 'M'-shaped symbol from her small purse, and displayed it in the cold golden pupils of the indifferent man.

The middle-aged man nodded indifferently, and then cast his cold eyes on Thorn, the meaning was self-evident.

Seeing this, Thorne was about to take out the token that Malvisa, the goblin wizard, gave him to find the plane merchant, but Anderina signaled him not to bother with her eyes.

"In order to prevent ordinary people from entering, any spellcaster who does not carry a token must prove to the guards of the wizard assembly that he can cast spells. If I remember correctly, each spellcaster can bring a companion into the assembly. Is this the rule? "Anderina withdrew her gaze from Thorne, looked at the indifferent guard and said in an orderly manner.

"Go in." The indifferent guard waved his hand, and the body floating in mid-air twisted strangely and disappeared without a trace.

The moment the two entered the gate, a beautiful view of the valley appeared in front of their eyes.

The sun shone on the low trees, casting shadows around the two of them. As far as the eye could see, the primitive and undulating wilderness went straight to the towering wizard tower.

"Is this a real scene, or is it formed by illusion." Thorne looked at a pile of rocks and weeds on the ground not far away, feeling the refreshing air, and said in surprise.

"It's all real." Seeing Thorne's surprised gaze, Andrina nodded with a smile, and continued: "This landform was originally the real environment of Winter City, but it was covered up by the illusion spell. It is said that this is the masterpiece of the first owner of the wizard tower."

"Let's go." After speaking, she took the lead in walking towards the small ridge.

"Aren't we going to the wizard's tower? Why are we heading towards the valley here?" Thorn asked after catching up with her.

At this moment, a bald wizard wearing an expensive red robe floated into his sight.

Apart from his red robe, the striking thing about this red-robed man is his shiny bald head that can dazzle in the sun, and there is also a magic tattoo on the top of his head.

A red-robed wizard from far away Cyre?Thorne guessed subconsciously.

The bald-headed red-robed wizard sat serenely on a dark purple blanket floating in the air, and the blanket snaked forward along the path on the ground like a snake.

When the red-robed wizard drove the magic carpet into the woods under Thorne's watchful eyes, the leaves also changed from emerald green to a bright copper color in due course.

At the same time, several voices came from the forest, as if it was a welcome ceremony for those who came.

"I want you to accompany me to the market exclusively for wizards. Believe me, this is definitely much more interesting than those noisy streets."

Andelina turned around and held Thorne's arm affectionately, and said as she walked, "Of course, the main reason is to come here to buy some magic materials."

"No problem." Thorn turned his head to look in the direction of the Wizard Tower, and found that the distance between the two was not very far, so he met her bright beautiful eyes and nodded slightly.

The so-called magic material, Thorne knew what she was talking about, it was nothing more than the soul spar for making creatures.

The soul spar used to make golems is only the closest place except Sept City to Winter City.

He had heard from Horat that spellcasters in Twilight Town liked to come here to buy magic materials.

"This kind of gathering is actually a small gathering of a private nature. All those who participate in this kind of gathering must abide by specific rules. These rules are mainly to prevent the gathering from turning into a spell battle."

Andelina walked briskly, and happily told Thorne: "After all, everyone here is an expert spellcaster, and there are still problems in the brain to varying degrees."

They came to a heather-covered hillside, and crossed several bare ridges to the edge of a deep bowl-shaped ravine.

A narrow path led into the valley from their right, leading them into a grove of woods that hid the rest of the valley.

Apparently, they had reached the vicinity of the Wizard's Gathering.

At this time, on the other side of the valley that was not yet visible, Thorne saw countless fireballs bursting in mid-air, like fireworks in the daytime.

Anderina was obviously also attracted by this movement, so she also turned to the direction Thorne was looking at, and said:

"It's a fireball throwing competition. Many interesting wizards are fascinated by this kind of competition, because this kind of competition can impress their peers. This is a stage for all wizards to show their arcane manipulation skills."

"When we're done, I'll take you there to have a look." As if noticing Thorne's interested expression, Andrina suggested to him, and then continued:
"The fireball throwing competition is still very interesting, because the wizard assembly allows young wizards to challenge some old wizards. So many young wizards want to defeat the old wizards to prove their proficient skills in arcane manipulation. "

"Throwing a fireball has no skill comparable to it." Thorne smiled nonchalantly, and continued walking towards the assembly with Anderina.

"There's a lot of learning here." Anderina seemed very patient:

"If you change some of the passwords in the spell, the spell will become more difficult to cast, which requires the caster to master its scale and energy control, as well as the power and skill of throwing. So the usual comparison between wizards is who casts the spell. The fireball is the largest, if a high-ranking wizard uses the fireball technique, the effect will be quite astonishing."

Before they knew it, the two had already arrived near the entrance.

(End of this chapter)