Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 466 Changes in mentality
As one topic ended during the long meeting, another question was raised again. From the beginning to the end, Sarajan, who presided over the meeting, never had the opportunity to speak out about his real purpose for calling the meeting.

Even if he couldn't help knocking on the jingling hammer, few people paid attention to him.

Thorne leaned back in his chair boredly, listening to the rattling of the window sash by the strong wind.

Falling Dragon Canyon often blows up strong winds, especially on the top of the mountain. Sometimes it sounds like a howling wolf, which sounds eerie, and sometimes it rolls in all directions, like an abyssal demon who somehow decides to ram into it.

Even so, the whistling wind still couldn't suppress the high enthusiasm of most of the people sitting here. They were fighting for the interests and dignity of their respective territories, for prestige and dominance.

Ishak of Stallman Town is accusing the people of Horn Town, claiming to have witnessed Horn Town indulge their townspeople to take a bath in the Emerald River, they pollute the clear water of the Emerald River, living in Stallman Town, downstream of Horn Town suffer from it.

That's why he doesn't like to go to these kind of meetings.

With this free time, he would rather go to the Great Sword Scar Mountain Range to cut down a few more monsters with high bounty lists to earn a little bounty.

It's a pity that now he suddenly has no interest in killing monsters and upgrading.

The root cause of this result is that his strength has been stagnant since three years ago.

Seeing that today's Horat seems to have seen through the world, he voluntarily gave up the perfect advancement and chose to improve his strength. For a moment, he wanted to do the same in the past.

But this fleeting thought was finally forcibly cleared away by him.

As for the specific reason.

Are you unwilling?

Or is it an incomparable obsession with great strength?

Maybe it's both, Thorne thought, looking out the window in a daze.

As Ishak blamed the people of Horn Town, the people of Iron Horse Town immediately stood up to help, telling how they often found filth floating on the water in the Emerald River.

The Emerald River is the mother river of the entire wilderness. We must not let this river that nourishes all things follow in the footsteps of the water of the Asam Ganges.

And the culprit of everything is those unorganized and undisciplined trolls, ogres, and kobolds in your Horn Town...
Thorne ignored their topic of discussion, because it had nothing to do with him, after all, the town where he lived was at the source of the Emerald River.

If it was true, then as long as he took a bath in the waterfall, wouldn't all the people below drink his bath water.

In fact, he does it quite often.

At this time, he was just a little bit unwilling to know why others could achieve perfect advancement, but he couldn't, so he wanted to prove that he could do it too.

Once, he fantasized that he was an unrivaled hero, dreaming that one day he could change the world.

Someday, he knew that he couldn't possibly be a bullshit hero.

Maybe it was after he saw through the truth of life.

Maybe after something that backfired.

Or after suffering major ordeals and traumas.

Let him finally understand and accept the fact that he is actually an ordinary mortal.

Malvisa, the former goblin wizard, is now known as the "Goblin and Goddess of Wisdom" by the world, but her temperament has become as calm and indifferent as marble.

At least the marble will still be warmed by the sun, which He never will be!

Did Fengshen really get what he wanted?
You can get a glimpse of the truth from the slightly sad expression of the statue and the two tears left behind.

But Thorne is a person with all kinds of emotions and desires, a person who will be happy when he is in a good mood, and sad when he is sad, and a person who will not be rewarded if he does not work hard.

Also a person with the ability to love and be loved...

He sometimes makes mistakes, gets emotional, and doesn't know how to express his love, but he who has tasted love knows what is the sweetest and happiest thing in the world. This is undoubtedly worth letting him cherish and something to guard.

He even clearly understands that the world doesn't revolve around him, and everyone doesn't live for himself.

All in all, he is just an ordinary mortal, so his goal is to try his best to be different, it's as simple as that, not as complicated as imagined.

Thorne, who finally figured it out, looked out the window subconsciously. Although the howling wind was still rushing on the top of the mountain, there was still a raven quacking and flapping its small wings to go against the wind.

Facing the indignant accusations from Stallman Town and Iron Horse Town, the war troll in Bugle Town nearly jumped out of his chair. Lord and Gust.

Cohendo of Horn Town looked at the people in Iron Horse Town coldly, because the other party said that their people were a group of unorganized and undisciplined wilderness monsters.

As for bathing, he did not deny it, but the three towns are so far apart, how could it affect the water quality.

The druids who maintain the natural balance haven't said anything yet, but you all jumped up first.

He even said that after the meeting was over, he would go downstream to check in person.

The same bickering dominates many meetings.

But for such an insignificant matter, the two sides can't gain the upper hand at all.

Except for Iron Horse, Stallman, and Clarion, no one ever joined in their idle quarrels.

Of course, most of the conflicts are concentrated between the three small towns.

At this time, Thorne's mood suddenly changed a lot, and his black eyes became firm because of a certain determination.

"boom!"

Before everyone noticed the change, he reached out and slapped the table suddenly, got up and shouted at everyone: "Shut up, stop arguing!"

A sudden shock and scolding startled most people, the whole conference room suddenly became audible, and the air seemed to freeze instantly.

Silence fell again, only the howling wind slapped the window sash, making a crackling sound.

No one cared why this dilapidated window was so noisy every time. They all turned their puzzled, shocked, puzzled, and surprised eyes to the half-elf ranger who got up.

Thorne's sword-like eyes looked around, and most people subconsciously avoided his gaze as if they were stared into the abyss.

Especially the two in Tie Ma Town who had witnessed the "shuddering stare" with their own eyes, directly lowered their heads and looked at the dusty combat boots under their feet.

At this time, Thorne, who just got up, looked very calm, as calm as a lake without a trace of waves.

If you only talk about appearance, in fact, his dress looks very plain and simple.

After three years of wind and rain, his originally slightly handsome face has long been replaced by a sense of vicissitudes of fortitude, and he looks more mature and stable.

As usual, he wore a very monotonous black tunic and trousers, then put on a black cloak, a slate-gray belt made of unknown material and a dark gold buckle tied around his waist, and two sheathed swords hung from the about.

If there is a change, it is that the hood that he often likes to cover his head is rarely worn again, even as an ornament.

The composite longbow and quiver on his back also disappeared.

Someone discovered during the battle that longbows and sharp arrows that disappeared out of thin air could always appear in his hands at an extremely fast speed.

Thorne stood quietly on the spot, the cloak on his body fluttered without wind, and an indescribable aura exuded from his body.

This made the lords a little overwhelmed.

Because they were very puzzled and shocked why the ranger, who had kept a low profile in the conference room and rarely spoke, seemed to be a different person.

At this moment, Thorne's exposed aura gave them the feeling that a person who had always kept a low profile and got along with them as an ordinary person suddenly said to them;

Originally I wanted to get along with you as ordinary people, but what I got in exchange was alienation. Now I don't pretend, I have a showdown.

Thinking of the lords here, they finally realized a very important issue.

That is, if this ranger who always keeps a low profile is really willing, his wizard tower can almost beat all of them.

And, most importantly, he has made great contributions to the growth of all small towns.

Needless to say, Waterfall Town, this was originally his territory.

The orc tribe in Bugle Town was saved by him and finally settled here.

The goblin priests of the Temple of Wisdom, because of the kindness expressed by the goblin god to Thorne, will help and fulfill his orders as much as possible.

In other words, as long as he gives an order, most of the orcs and goblins will follow him.

Not to mention Ishak in Stallman Town, if it wasn't for Thorne's help, he would have turned into a demon who only knew how to kill, and would end up dying at the hands of his companions.

When Iron Horse Town was ruled by the Red Copper Dragon, it was also Thorn who succeeded in expelling it.

As for Twilight Town, Thorne has helped them face the invasion of foreign enemies twice, and his contribution is obvious to all the high-level officials in Twilight Town.

Even Yuanshan Town, which was just established, also received his help.

At night in Talan Village, without his two appearances, the survivors of Yuanshan Town would have died in Mara's hunting ceremony.

Another question quickly arises in the minds of those who are aware of this problem.

If Thorne wants to become the ruler of the entire wilderness territory by virtue of his own strength, how sure is he?How many people would agree?

If he really dared to raise this condition, what would be the consequences if these lords refused?
Thinking of the lords here looking at the calm-looking ranger again, they felt a little worried in their hearts.

Because if you want to elect a ruler in the wilderness, the most suitable one is undoubtedly the ranger in front of you.

As for the others, none of them fit.

In the quiet conference room, Sarayan from Twilight Town frowned, staring at the bubbling beer glasses on the table with solemn eyes, while Carlos from Fallstown smiled and nodded slightly.

The avatar in Stallman Town looked into the eyes of his companion Ishak, as if trying to confirm something.

Sailu, the tiger ranger in Bugle Town, showed an indifferent look, and continued to leave everyone with a side face with colorful stripes, looking at the raven outside the window.

The war troll Kohando eyed Thorne with interest, smiling like a fool.

The people in Iron Horse Town expressed uneasiness and worry.

However, what everyone didn't guess was that Thorne hadn't thought about it for so long. He just wanted to end this boring meeting as soon as possible and return to Fallstown to prepare for his perfect advancement.

He wasted a lot of time chasing and killing that jackal known as the 'Cute Killer Hogg', so much so that he hasn't been back for nearly half a month. This is the first time he's been out for such a long time in the past three years.

In other words, this group of people was a little too much to make up for because of Thorne's frightened look.

Thorne looked around lightly, and found a pair of strange eyes looking at him. His eyes were slightly lowered, and after a little thought, he suddenly understood the general meaning.

Thinking of this, he glanced at everyone strangely, and remembered what Carlos said to Sarajan at the beginning of the meeting:

To live in peace with others without principles is cowardice in my opinion.

That's it!

Thorn glanced at the smiling Carlos, and finally understood the true meaning of this sentence.

The ranger, who wanted to understand, straightened his expression, deliberately revealed an unquestionable tone, and said loudly:

"Our original intention of forming the alliance is to build a country exclusively for ourselves for the compatriots in distress. If you think this hard-won peace is too leisurely, then I don't mind..."

In the middle of his speech, Thorne stopped without pointing it out directly, and then sat back on the chair, remaining silent as usual.

As for what they think, that's not something he should worry about.

Perhaps only a unified regime can go further and last longer, Thorne thought.

However, the first thing he considers now is how to perfectly advance to the hero level.

After all, with his current Tier [-] strength, although he is still invincible among the player groups, his suppressive power is not very strong. It is difficult to kill the enemy with one move against Tier [-] players and convince them.

If these guys who repeatedly jump around are still restless after their strength reaches the third level, he doesn't mind holding the sharp sword in his hand and integrating the players' forces together.

Ever since the old troll butler came to Fallstown, the old guy has been intentionally or unintentionally mentioning this issue to him, and he hasn't given up until now.

This makes his mentality of having nothing to do with himself is also slowly changing.

Now, his very reserved words have been engraved in everyone's hearts, and they sounded the alarm.

Perhaps some people would hate or envy him because of this, but he didn't care at all.

Why do you say 'competition is not the driving force behind human progress, envy is'.

The main reason for this is that actions triggered by envy tend to be stronger.

It is a strong desire to fight, to get, to possess, to prove oneself.

(End of this chapter)