Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 438: Lord of Winter
In the small valley near the wizard's tower, it was neither hot nor sunny, and the warm wind blowing on the face was mixed with the smell of ripe grapes and lush green grass.

In this quiet and secluded grassland, Thorne lay with his head in his hands and his legs crossed, looking at the bright sky, his slightly frowning expression showed that he had encountered some unreasonable problems.

As he mused, he watched the flocks of crows and ravens: they were flying north, squawking hideously.

Andelina was leaning on Thorn's chest, her long black and shiny hair spread all over her body, she threw a piece of grass she was playing with into his face, then stood up and said softly, "What are you thinking? "

Looking at Andrina, whose messy hair was fluttering gently with the breeze on her delicate cheeks, Thorne blew on a piece of grass that fell on his nose, then straightened up, and quietly watched the woman in front of him. Warlock:

The collar of the cloak on his body has been untied, revealing a smooth and white jade neck and a string of shimmering necklaces, and the unbuttoned belt is casually hung on the slender and soft waist, as if at any time It's like sliding to the grass with the slightly undulating belly.

Looking at the gentle and pleasant face in front of him, Thorne seemed to think of something, couldn't help laughing and joked: "It's nothing, I just wonder if you will become like the weird wizard in this assembly in the future, In that case, I will suffer in the future."

"That's not certain." Anderina giggled like a little girl.

Then he reached out to fasten the collar of the cloak, wrapped the belt around his waist again, and closed the buckle. Then he blinked his playful eyes at Thorne, and said fiercely:
"If you piss me off one day, maybe I will change my personality due to the stimulation, and then I will become like those old witches."

"Then I must be more careful in the future." Thorne got up from the slope, and took her hand: "Let's go, the matter is over, let's go to the wizard's tower, and then return to the town of Falls immediately."

"Hmm." Anderina grabbed Thorne's hand and stood up with strength, then looked condescendingly towards the direction of the assembly, where there was a crowd of people, noisy and noisy, just like a lively vegetable market.

She brushed her hair behind her ears, and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, all I received this time were soul crystals transformed from dead undead creatures. There are no wizards who sell pure earth element essence."

"In the future, if I have a chance... if I have time, I will take you to Sept City or the Wizards Union in the middle of the mainland to buy it." Thorne paused for a moment, then changed his words.

"Well, that's the only way to go." Andrina smiled at Thorn, and suddenly seemed to remember something, then took his hand and continued: "Thon, what are you going to the wizard tower for?" ? Will the people in the tower allow you to go in?"

"I want to confirm a guess in my heart, satisfy my curiosity, and let's go after taking a look." Thorne held her smooth jade hand and smiled confidently: "I have a piece of Malvisa for me. As long as I show this token, they will definitely welcome me in."

"Then let's go, we're done, let's go back to Fallshang Town as soon as possible." Anderina put the hood on the cloak back to cover her pretty face, and replied.

"Go back as soon as possible, why are you in such a hurry to go back?" Thorn held Anderina's right hand, smiled and looked at the delicate body covered by the cloak, and blurted out a sentence that was not in his head.

"Of course I'm preparing..."

Anderina was halfway through her words when she suddenly understood what he meant, and a blush suddenly appeared on her charming face.

"Thorn, you've turned bad." The sorceress lightly hammered the ranger in shame and anger, and with her long eyelashes flickering, a beautiful white eye appeared in front of him.

The two walked down the hillside, wandered through the blossoming vineyards and dense hedges, and passed through a verdant forest, and once again came to the center of the valley where wizards from all over the continent gathered.

Just as Thorn was about to drag Andrina through this 'wizard lunatic asylum' with ease, a shout from the shade of the trees stopped them in their tracks.

In the mottled tree shadows, a slender and stunning female wizard was looking at the two with a smile, and immediately waved as a signal when the two turned around.

Thorne looked carefully and found that this young human witch had smiling black pupils, smooth black hair, and a dress that seemed to be covered with countless shining and dancing flowers on her chest.

Beside this female wizard, there are five male wizards, either young or old, as if they were communicating with each other.

"You know her?" Thorne cast his questioning gaze on Anderina.

"Yes, I bought the blood of the red dragon and the method of becoming a dragon vein warlock from her. I didn't expect that she would come here."

Seeing that familiar face, Anderina's expression changed, as if recalling something unpleasant.

"Her name is Melis. She is a high-level female wizard. She seems to be from the Wizarding Union. Her personality is very inconsistent with her appearance. In short, don't talk casually, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble." Andelina solemnly reminded Thorne.

"I see." Thorne smiled indifferently.

The two walked towards the shade together.

"Oh, dear Andrina, it's really you! My poor child, I heard that something bad happened here half a year ago. I hurried to get there, but I couldn't find you. I thought something bad happened to you. , I am so glad to see you again."

Seeing Anderina approaching, the witch Melis directly greeted her with flickering black eyes, then gave her a warm hug, and then put a slender little bracelet around her neck, caressing her. Soft black hair.

Seeing such a passionate female wizard, Thorne noticed an extremely unnatural expression in Anderina's expression.

Apparently, she's a bit repulsed by this enthusiastic sorceress.

In other words, there may have been some unpleasant things happened between the two of them that made Anderina unhappy.

"Hi, Ms. Melis, long time no see." Andrina gave a symbolic hug, then left immediately, and returned to Thorne to greet her.

"It's indeed been a long time, beautiful Ms. Anderina." As soon as the words fell, a gentle male voice came from behind the female witch Melis:

"I'm really sorry that I didn't stay by your side for the first time in that disaster, beautiful lady, please give me a chance to redeem myself."

Thorne followed the sound and looked.

It was found to be a young wizard in a black robe of silk trimmed with finely tailored furs, holding in his right hand a staff of gleaming red metal with three Golden ring.

After the young wizard finished speaking, he pretended to be elegant and walked to Anderina's side, gave a standard gentleman's salute, then bowed slightly and extended his right hand, making a noble salute of preparing to kiss hands.

Seeing this, Thorn's expression gradually became unfriendly, and his right hand unconsciously touched the position of the hilt.

In this world, at least the object of a hand kiss must be a noble lady, and most of them must kiss on the ring that symbolizes marriage. If it is a noble lady with a high status, she usually kneels down.

But with lesser-status women, the etiquette is tantamount to a show of affection, and only established couples do it.

The wizards standing around looked over with interest. From their expressions, it can be seen that the behavior of the young wizard is quite interesting.

Anderina really wanted to refuse it coldly like last time, but this time was different. Last time, she relied on her identity as a player and didn't care about offending anyone. At worst, she would delete her account and practice again.

This time is different, this is a real world where everyone is responsible for what they say and do.

Although she could hide directly behind Thorne, easily resolve the embarrassment, and then let the other party embarrass herself alone.But she is also very clear that the consequence of doing so is that this shield is likely to be retaliated by the other party.

Just when she was feeling embarrassed, Anderina suddenly noticed that her sweaty little hand was gently squeezed, so she immediately looked up at Thorne beside her.

The eyes met, and she found that the other party shook her head slightly at her indifferently, and nodded again.That look seemed to be telling himself: don't worry, the wizard in front of him is just like a clown who can be kicked away by him casually.

Seeing this, Anderina's hanging heart immediately relaxed.

"I'm sorry, just like I answered last time, I don't know you well, and I'm not interested in you, so please stop being sentimental here." Anderina coldly refused.

In order to avoid Thorne's misunderstanding, she deliberately emphasized the words "the same answer as last time".

After finishing speaking, he embraced Thorne's arm affectionately, and the meaning was self-evident.

Several wizards watching the excitement looked at the black-robed wizard with rich facial expressions, and one even couldn't help snickering.

At the same time, the gentle smile on the sorceress named Melis's face froze involuntarily, and her black eyes that contained a smile locked on Thorne unkindly.

The young black-robed wizard frowned, looking at Thorne beside Andelina, his gloomy and thin face was contemptuous and disdainful, and his demeanor also revealed coldness and contempt.

Immediately afterwards, the embarrassed young wizard clenched the red metal staff in his hand, and pointed at Thorn at an extremely fast speed, and a faint magical aura surged out.

Thorne, who had already focused his attention on the wizard, was naturally well prepared.

"Clang!"

The moment he swung his staff, a sharp sword that shone pale blue in the sun suddenly came out of its sheath, and with a clear sword noise, it split open the wizard's staff and interrupted his spellcasting.

The handsome wizard quickly withdrew his hand and looked angrily at the half-elf who had struck out, only to find that the tip of the sword glistening with cold light was only a few centimeters away from his nose.

"Don't touch him, there is an accidental trigger on his robe, and there is a powerful attack spell among them." Andrina sent a message to Thorne using a spell.

Thorn nodded slightly, obviously aware of this, but still didn't intend to take back the sharp sword.

"Young Mr. Wizard, do you want to use your staff to have a sword fight with me?" Thorne patted Anderina's worried little hand, looking at the cold wizard, with a playful tone.

The flushed wizard carefully moved away from the ranger's sword tip, turned to Anderina, and suddenly shouted irrationally:
"Why!? How can I not compare to this half-elf!? He is just an inferior person, how can he compare to us noble wizards."

The handsome wizard's loud yells drew snickers from a group of young wizards nearby, mixed with sighs and whistles of shock.

Other wizards followed the sound and gathered around, preparing to watch the upcoming confrontation. Other wizards who set up stalls wisely put away their goods and ran to a safe place.

"Crazy." Anderina glanced at the young wizard who was almost losing his mind, and didn't bother to talk to him.

The female wizard Melis behind the wizard frowned when she saw this embarrassing scene.

Immediately, there was a playful look in Thorn's eyes, and the slender fingers hidden in the sleeves were preparing a spell at a very fast speed.

Just when a spell similar to mind control was about to hit the opponent, an invisible protective barrier suddenly surged around the target to offset the attack for him.

"Yo, yo, yo, look who it is, isn't this Melis from the Tower of Wrath of Destruction in the Wizards Union, everyone, come and see, what is she doing? Wow! So it's mother and child together Team up to bully a young couple, can the rules here really be trampled on by you wantonly?" A yin and yang voice sounded.

Everyone looked at it one after another, and suddenly found a man with a shiny tattooed bald head under the sun and a red robe all over his body watching the performance with great interest.

The Wizards Union faced off against the Red Robe Wizards.

Both are forces composed of wizards, and because the related magical interests overlap, the two sides are in the same situation.

In this small gathering, the eyes of all wizards, old and young, showed great interest.

At the same time, as if these melon-eating wizards received orders at the same time, they expanded the encirclement several times in an orderly manner, and what's more, they had already set themselves up with protective spells in advance.

Obviously, they don't want to be the unlucky ones affected by the spell.

"You and I both know the consequences of our fight, get out!" The female wizard Melis gave the red-robed wizard a cold look.

"That's such a pity. The people of the Wizarding Union are indeed a group of shrinking turtles, as rumored."

The red-robed wizard relaxed, and sarcastically, he quickly hid himself in the crowd like a shrinking turtle and didn't make a sound.

Seeing that the fun was gone, the melon-eating crowd booed and regretted endlessly.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Andelina breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately pulled Thorne to leave.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, the female wizard stopped the two from leaving.

"Miss Anderina, I think you should be very clear. If my child didn't like you, do you think you can get the blood of the red dragon and the blood transformation ceremony of the advanced dragon vein warlock?" The wizard no longer had the enthusiasm he had when he first met, and there was still a slight chill in his tone.

"Half sale, half gift?" Anderina was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting such a layer of meaning hidden in the transaction that the two had a happy conversation with at the beginning.

"Then what do you want?" Thorne signaled Andelina not to worry, then directly interrupted the next words that the witch was about to say, and asked straight to the point.

"Arrogant half-elf, do you know who you're talking to?" the female wizard stared at Thorne, revealing a high honor, and asked him haughtily.

Thorne didn't bother to answer the witch's questioning. His eyes flickered, and he suddenly stared at the dejected young wizard, and said:

"Since you are the wizard of the Tower of Destruction, you must be very proficient in releasing fireballs. Are you interested in a competition? If I win, then the so-called half-selling and half-giving that sounds ridiculous in your mouth will be directly void. What do you think?" ?”

Hearing that the half-elf was going to have a fireball-throwing match with a wizard proficient in evocation, the wizards onlookers burst into cheers again.

Some wizards who were about to leave also stopped involuntarily and turned around.

"It seems that I don't dare, so forget it. A weak chicken like you is destined to only hide in your mother's skirt for the rest of your life and dare not come out."

Seeing the black-robed wizard who was sitting next to the female wizard with his head bowed and silent, Thorne smiled at Andrina indifferently, and pulled her to leave.

"Oh! The wizard of the Tower of Destruction dare not throw fireballs against a half-elf who might not even be able to cast spells! This is too funny!"

A red-robed wizard with a bright head poked out from the crowd, his surprised tone and eyes seemed to see a little goblin holding a wooden stick and frightening a group of ogres with maces to tremble.

Soon, snickers and whistles mixed with shock rang out one after another in the group of wizards.

Facts have proved that people who eat melons are indispensable everywhere, even wizards who are high in the eyes of the world are no exception.

As wizards who specialize in evocation spells, fireball is naturally their best skill. Now that they are being ridiculed nakedly, the face of the black-robed wizard turns even redder.

He scanned the interested onlookers around and found that they were all ridiculed, and even the little followers who admired him looked down on him.

So with the female wizard's nod, he hurriedly got up, so excited that he almost fell to the ground, and stopped the two leaving figures.

"Arrogant and ignorant half-elf, stand still! I will compete with you!"

Thorn shrugged indifferently, exchanged glances with Anderina, and walked towards the edge of the canyon together.

It was too easy for him to anger a young and energetic little wizard.

When they came to the high slope from the bottom of the valley, many wizards had gathered around to watch.

On this high slope, the young wizards were still practicing throwing fireballs, but when the black-robed wizard holding a red metal staff came here, the scene suddenly became silent, which seemed to indicate that the wizard had already been there. Fame in fireball throwing competitions.

When everyone looked at the other challenger half-elf, their eyes suddenly became playful, and they were full of doubt and puzzlement.

Because they didn't find any magic fluctuations in this half-elf with two swords hanging from his waist.

Among them, a small number of high-level wizards also began to wonder what this half-elf relied on, and even dared to offer to compete with a wizard who was proficient in evocation spells in throwing fireballs.

"Go aside, half-elf!" The black-robed wizard waved his red metal staff disdainfully, and shouted at Thorn: "Do you want to die in the flames of the fireball?"

"As long as you're happy." Thorne replied casually, leading Anderina to a safe area.

"The tongue of the bat, the smell of sulfur, please allow me to speak these mysterious words, I hope that there will be flames bursting out of the pure air!"

The black-robed wizard gave Thorne a disdainful look, leaned his staff against the crook of his arm, and chanted a spell in a low voice, then he waved his hands and quickly made a spell gesture.

After a moment.

A huge purple-red ball appeared out of nowhere on the grass. The fireball hissed and burst into flames, casting a huge orange-red shadow on the grass, and the flame core fell down like raindrops.

The heat stings the cheeks of onlookers, who cheer in shock.

As the whistling sound stopped, the black-robed wizard panted heavily, looked at Thorne and sneered, "Ignorant half-elf, I'm curious how you can release a decent fireball, maybe you use flint and steel."

"How is it possible, I think he is going to rub sparks with the double swords at his waist, hahaha..." a wizard in the crowd booed loudly.

In an instant, most wizards burst into laughter.

Only a few high-level wizards noticed something was wrong.

Not only did they feel strong confidence in this half-elf, but they also discovered the energy of Qi floating around.

In other words, this half-elf definitely has a way to release fireballs.

"Can I have the honor to appreciate your awesome performance, half-elf?" Seeing Thorne stepping forward, the black-robed wizard taunted in a bitter tone.

"Young man, mastery of magic is defined by knowing when not to use it, not simply to show it off here."

Thorne recalled the tone of the goblin wizard teaching others to learn magic, and taunted the black robe wizard earnestly.

After listening to Thorne's words, the black-robed wizard sneered again: "Then you are not going to perform this insignificant spell for us? Your Excellency, half-elf wizard? Please also explain to us what is called the true way of arcana."

"It's so funny that a half-elf who doesn't even master spells wants to explain the way of arcane arts to a wizard." A group of young and energetic little wizards laughed at each other.

However, the laughter soon stopped, because they found that their mentors were frowning at them.

"Go aside." Thorn waved his hand, and replied in the same tone: "Do you want to die in the flames of the fireball?"

The black-robed wizard gave him a disdainful look, then flung his sleeves away.

Sensing countless gazes converging on him, Thorn took a deep breath, slowly adjusted the Qi energy in his body, and stretched out his left hand.

——"Spell-like ability: Fireball!"

With a movement of his mind, a fireball the size of a washbasin quickly condensed into shape, and he immediately condensed the energy of Qi slowly towards the fireball.

"Could it be that this half-elf is a demon warlock?" In the group of wizards, knowledgeable high-ranking wizards exclaimed and wondered, and suddenly countless discussions rang out.

In this way, about half an hour passed under Thorne's careful condensing.

When he was about to consume all the fireballs and qi energy in his spell-like abilities, an extremely huge fireball finally took shape, appearing above the grass, and its heat could even burn the cheeks of onlookers.

The wizards around fell silent involuntarily. From their expressions, it can be seen that this huge fireball gave them a strong shock.

Immediately afterwards, under Thorn's control, the fireball fell from the sky like the sun.

Some of the young wizards yelled loudly, some covered their eyes, and some even put themselves in protective force fields.

With a whistling sound, the fireball quickly crossed the stunned crowd, bursting out a dazzling white flash, and the infinite energy sprayed flames and threw it furiously towards the distant horizon.

As the hot smoke dissipated, everyone could see the grass baked by the fireball.

At least, a moment ago there was grass, and now there is nothing but charred weeds.

Watching the sorceress and her son leave without a sound, Thorne was about to leave the silent crowd when a light blue magic circle appeared in front of the two of them.

As the light dissipated, a middle-aged wizard covered in a gray robe appeared in front of everyone.

"It's the high-ranking wizards from the wizard tower. Why did they come out suddenly today?" A well-informed wizard saw the imprint on the shoulder of the comer and immediately recognized the person's identity.

There were voices of discussion in the crowd again.

Obviously, the appearance of this sorcerer felt a little unbelievable.

"You know me?" Seeing the middle-aged wizard fix his eyes on himself, Thorne subconsciously said.

"Your Excellency Half-Elf, our Tower Master has invited two of you to visit the Wizard Tower." The gray-robed wizard extended an invitation to Thorne very politely.

"Then I will trouble you to lead the way." Thorn was taken aback for a moment, put away the ancient coins in his hand, and replied.

"Please." The gray-robed wizard bowed slightly, stretched out his hand as an invitation, and just as he finished speaking, an oval-shaped portal appeared in front of the two of them.

Thorne and Anderina exchanged glances, then stepped in directly.

Vaguely, he heard the commotion of the two of them discussing their real identities again in the group of wizards.

As the surrounding scenery disappeared, it was replaced by constantly changing blurred gray shadows.

…………

The first floor of the tower.

There was no one in the empty hall, only a hazy and illusory statue in the center, quite a desolate scene.

Suddenly, behind the statue, a wave of light blue light appeared on a portal made of a large number of precious gemstones and arcane materials.

When the light gradually dissipated, Thorne and Anderina stepped out of the magic circle.

"Does this person seem familiar?" Thorne looked at the statue in front of him and said to the sorceress beside him.

The vague statue can only be identified as a human woman by her waist-length hair and clothing.

But for him, there was a feeling of deja vu.

At the same time, the guess in his heart was finally confirmed.

"It turns out that she is the Lord of Winter, the founder of this city."

Anderina looked away, remembering what Thorne had just said with the legendary wizard Kaladna who lived on the top floor of the wizard tower, and all the doubts in her heart were suddenly resolved.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go back." Thorn patted her on the shoulder and glanced at the blurry statue again.

…………

(End of this chapter)