Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 491 Encircling and Suppressing the Hunters

"Yes, yes, I am also very curious about what happened to this so-called Lich Winster."

The bard Gilt pushed open the door at the side of the hall and walked in, sat on the chair next to Thorne, and looked at the two curiously.

He was about to continue talking, when he suddenly felt the gaze from the ranger beside him, and immediately shut up obediently.

The female wizard Cecil and Alvy looked at each other, and finally the silent female wizard turned her eyes to Thorne, hesitated, and said softly:

"I have made it very clear before that the small village was destroyed by Mara believers three years ago, and my teacher Winster died because of this."

"Then what's the matter with the negative energy breath you mentioned." After hearing this, Thorn pondered for a moment, looked at her thoughtfully, and asked again: "What did your teacher want to give me before he died?" What is it again?"

Since the Winster he had seen in the underground space of Twin Towers Town was a lich, the negative energy aura mentioned by the other party was absolutely inseparable from the lich.

It can be seen from this that the small valley where they live is likely to hide a secret lair of a lich.

"That night, the village was hunted by hunters, and everyone was covering my escape. There was no chance to ask what was left for you, and there was no chance to investigate why the negative energy suddenly overflowed in the valley. breath thing."

Cécile put her elbows on the armrest of the chair and supported her forehead, with a bitter smile floating on the corner of her mouth, she said the truth to Thorn helplessly.

"That is to say, in the past three years, you have never returned to that small valley to investigate." Thorne looked at the female wizard with an unnatural expression, and expressed his guess.

Obviously, even though the tragedy in the valley had passed three years ago, he could see that whenever the other party mentioned it, it seemed as if some painful memory had been touched.

Although this seemingly strong witch was trying to suppress her and try to pretend to be calm, Thorne clearly noticed the subtle changes in her emotions.

As the saying goes, the strong are easy to be strong, just as the weak are easy to be weak.After so many years, most of the people who can survive today have this kind of strong belief.

Because everyone knows that the worst enemy is not having strong beliefs.

"Of course I have." The witch denied Thorne's guess. She paused, hesitated for a moment, and then went on to tell him in detail:

"Because there is a high-level hunter who is proficient in necromancy among Mara's followers, the negative energy that can overflow in the valley naturally becomes a treasure for him to improve his strength. Therefore, that valley has naturally become A colony of hunters. With my current strength, how can I drive away all the powerful hunters."

After listening to Cecile's final explanation, Thorne finally understood her true intention from the other party's circling words.

In fact, the other party said so much, just wanting him to help them drive away the Mara hunters, and then take out the items hidden in the small valley, or explore some secrets.

Thinking of this, he leaned his body lightly on the back of the chair, and gently tapped the armrest of the chair with his right index finger, showing a pensive look.

The sorcerer Cecil's clear eyes secretly glanced at the ranger who was thinking, and her expression became tense.

Before she accompanied Alvi into the hall, Alvi had promised her that if they could persuade the ranger from Fallstown to help, they would be absolutely sure to eliminate the hunters in the valley.

However, seeing the other party's silence, she began to worry in her heart that the Emerald Tower Master, who had cooperated with the female lord, refused to assist them in revenge.

The spacious and bright hall became silent due to the silence of the people present, only the breeze blowing through the shutters, making a soft rattling sound.

A willow warbler with olive green feathers flew down from the small woods to the window sash, making a thin and crisp "Zaier" sound from time to time.

The female lord Alvy seemed to have noticed the worried gaze cast by Cecil, she sighed slightly, picked up a glass of wine by the table and took a sip.

Then, she looked at the ranger beside her who was still thinking, and gently parted her red lips, and said slowly:

"Mr. Thorn, to tell you the truth. The reason why I was able to take in Cecile and let them work for me and assist in the management of Shuangta Town is mainly because I promised them that I would definitely help them report the massacre of the village." Vengeance, clean up all the hunters in the valley."

In any case, she had just verbally formed an ally with Thorne and successfully obtained the asylum of the Emerald Tower.

This also means that the other party is likely to help her clean up the hunters in the valley.

Even so, when she looked at the other party with a displeased expression, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

Looking at the calm and calm face of the ranger, and the black eyes that always hang a trace of alienation and indifference to anyone.Alvie thought of her inadvertent hint to him just now, but the other party didn't respond at all, which made her feel as if she had been hit hard, and she sighed deeply in her heart.

As soon as Alvy finished speaking, Gilt, the poet on the other side, saw that the other party was still unmoved, and he finally couldn't help but comforted him:

"Thorn, I think, everyone is from the same place, this kind of thing is easy for you, help if you can, besides..."

"Shut up!" Before Gilt could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Thorne's scolding.

Thorne sat up straight, quietly watching the female wizard not far away with her hands flat on her lap and a slightly embarrassed expression. He said in a flat tone:
"Ms. Cecil, I want to know. When we met yesterday, you told me that your teacher Winster has something very important to give me, right?"

"That's right." The witch nodded to him without thinking. She met the ranger's gaze and said, "This item is in the underground space overflowing with negative energy in the valley."

Thorne withdrew his gaze. He had already seen that the other party did not seem to be lying, so he swallowed the words he had prepared and stopped asking.

The reason why he thought about it for so long was mainly to judge whether it was true that the sorceress who could recognize him once in the valley told him the truth, and whether it was intentional for him to help. Make up such a lie.

Now it seems that he is worrying too much.

However, the ensuing questions made him even more confused.

That was why this Winston, who had only met him twice, would give him something very important.

Could it be that he had figured out three years ago that he would go to an extremely cold place, and then let the sorceress Cecil wait here for him?Thinking of this, Thorne couldn't help but be surprised.

If it was as he had guessed, this Winster, who called himself an astral clairvoyant, would be terrifying.

Although the female wizard Cecil said that the old man named Winster in the valley had long since died, Thorne knew very well that Winster, who had transformed into a lich, was definitely hiding in the extremely cold place north of the northern wasteland. land.

Otherwise, Martha would not let him give him a space ring obtained from a demiplane.

Thorne believes that it is necessary to go to the valley to see what secrets about the seers are hidden in it.

In the past, he would try to distance himself from the Insight Organization, but the more he wanted to distance himself, the deeper the connection between the two would become.

Now, with Martha succeeding in enshrining the gods and protecting the compatriots in the Emerald Field, the old man who taught him the Nine Swords and the entire Winter City died because of this.

This made him understand that the fate of their players is definitely bound to the clairvoyants.

As for their purpose of killing gods and creating gods, I am afraid that they will only truly understand clearly when they arrive in Sigil City.

"I agree to help you deal with Mara's hunters." Thorne, who had already thought through the question, said to the two ladies who looked slightly disturbed.

Seeing the obviously relieved expressions of the two, Thorne couldn't help laughing, and then continued to ask: "Although I agree to help you deal with Mara's hunters, have you considered a problem?"

After finishing speaking, he deliberately paused, and when the two looked at him in puzzlement, he looked at the witch again and expressed his concern:

"You just said that there is a high-level hunter who is proficient in necromancy among the Mara believers in the valley. Are you so confident that I can deal with that fourth-level hunter with my ability? who?"

What he said was the truth. For the hunter whose strength reached the fourth level, when he participated in the "deer herding banquet" held by Mara believers, he was fortunate enough to witness the other party's figure while hiding in the dark. Also somewhat understand.

That's why he won't be arrogant and think that with his second-level extraordinary strength, he can really touch the hunter of the fourth-level exemplary way.

As a hunter whose strength has reached the fourth level and is also proficient in necromancy, this means that the opponent's strength can completely kill him with one blow.

Unless there is a certain chance of winning by using the two steel golems in the Emerald Tower, but these two steel golems are the core power to protect the tower, and they will never use them unless it is absolutely necessary. Therefore, if the enemy hidden in the dark takes advantage of the loopholes, the loss outweighs the gain.

And he will never use the power of the wizard tower because of this matter.

Hearing Thorne's question, the female lord Alvy looked relieved. She nodded to Cecile first, signaling that she didn't have to worry, and then looked at the ranger sitting opposite the wooden table.

She found that until this moment, she finally dispelled the inexplicable uneasiness and embarrassment that rose in her heart involuntarily when facing this ranger.

A confident and reassuring smile appeared on Alvy's delicate cheeks, and she said to Thorne: "If Mr. Thorne is worried that he won't be able to deal with that high-level hunter, then you can rest assured."

Seeing the other party's calm smile, Thorne couldn't help becoming interested, and he asked curiously: "So, you have already found someone to deal with the hunter."

"That's right." Alvy nodded slightly to Thorne.

"I don't understand this even more. Since you can find candidates to deal with high-level hunters, why do you still need my help?" Thorne looked at the female lord puzzledly after hearing this.

"Because there is more than one hunter in the valley, there is a tribe of black blood people with a number of about [-] gathered there." Alvy looked at Thorne with her beautiful eyes without any scruples, and the corners of her mouth floated. With a slight smile, he said:
"If we want to eradicate them completely, we must have the power to absolutely crush them. The candidate for dealing with the high-level hunters is only a restraint. The key to the real victory or defeat requires your action."

"Then, don't you Twin Towers Town have any power to resist?" Thorn suddenly remembered a military camp that could accommodate about 200 people when he and Gilt entered the inner fort.

He would not blindly think that there would be no armed forces and private troops in Shuangta Town.

"Is there even a need to ask? I can figure it out just by thinking about it." Hearing Thorne's puzzled question, Gilt, as a bystander, felt very bored, so he preempted the female lord's words and explained to him with a smile. :
"Let me give you an example. When I went to play in the mountain village where my grandfather lived, an interesting thing happened. There was a river in front of our house. There lived an otter in the river. It often got into my yard. , Kill the domestic hen, this kind of thing is very cunning, it always sneaks in when I go out to soak...go out to play, it only appears when my grandpa is looking after the house alone. You know, my grandpa is a little confused, Two legs are not handy. Seems like that son of a bitch otter knows."

"Just say that the town's defense force is empty, and the enemy will take the opportunity to make trouble, so much bullshit." Thorne glanced at Rory who was talking nonsense to Gilt, and figured out the reason.

Then, he looked at Alvy with a smile on his face, nodded and said: "In this case, I can rest assured, I agree to participate in this siege of Mara hunters."

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Thorne." Seeing that the overall situation was settled, the female wizard Cecil looked happy, and immediately got up and walked to Thorne, bowed slightly, and bowed gracefully.

"You're welcome. As a follower of the God of Tracking, these horse-drawn hunters are my duty. The reason why I haven't answered for a long time is just to understand the matter more clearly." Thorne waved his hand , Tell the truth with a calm face.

The sorceress Cecil gave Thorne a grateful look, bowed again and returned to her seat.

"Then it's decided. At that time, I will let Cecile and her elf friend Lance go with you." Alvy looked at Thorne and said, "Mr. It’s safe, I’ll make arrangements early.”

Thorn put his arm on the table, tapped it lightly, remained silent for a while, and looked up at the female lord: "I plan to go to the Tower of the Seven Sages, and I will set off in two days."

"The Tower of the Seven Sages?" Alvy looked at him in surprise, her eyes flickered, as if she had guessed his general intentions, but she didn't ask.

"Oh, that's right. Ms. Alvy, can you tell me who is responsible for dealing with the high-level hunter this time?" Thorn, who was planning to leave at this point, seemed to remember something, and asked curiously.

If you want to restrain high-level hunters, your own strength must be above high-level.

Professionals who can reach a high level, and then go down to the next level to advance is the Legend of Destiny.

Professionals who have reached this level are also rare.

"It's the commander of the Legion guarding the Cliff Fortress in the Wild Skull Mountain Range, a high-ranking paladin of the God of Truth." Alvy said directly to him without any hesitation.

It turned out to be a paladin!

Thorne, who heard the news, couldn't help but glance at the female lord of Twin Towers Town.

Evidently surprised that she had been able to invite a paladin.

Hearing that he was a high-ranking paladin, Thorne was relieved.

After all, in this world, among all professionals, the most reassuring teammates are undoubtedly these paladins.

He didn't ask any more questions, and simply explained a few words to the other party, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)