Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 74 Plane Merchant
After walking down the city wall, Thorne came to this fairly familiar town again.

The south gate of Twilight Town is still tightly closed, and no one is allowed to pass through.

Near the city gate are more than a dozen player guards wearing Twilight town standard leather armor, and each guard has a Twilight town badge hanging on the left chest.

The coat of arms has the same pattern as the flag planted on the city wall of Twilight Town.

It was a sunset that was about to set, exuding a hazy blood-colored brilliance, and then a sharp sword was inserted in the center of the crack in the sunset.

It seems to be telling that the players in Twilight Town are unwilling to be reconciled to the afterglow of the setting sun, and they want to break the coming dusk!

Most of the houses in the town are stone flat-roofed houses, only a small part looks like exquisite modern small western-style buildings.

The road is very spacious and can accommodate four carriages in parallel. The whole road is gradually paved with three layers of gravel.

The gaps in the gravel are filled with a mixture of lime, water and clay, which is not only durable but also comfortable to step on.

At this time, Twilight Town was shrouded in the cloud of Jackal attack, resulting in only a few sparse people walking on the streets of the town.

A middle-aged man dressed as a businessman kept muttering while walking.

Thorne's keen intuition naturally heard it clearly.

Nothing more than: Damn Twilight!Collecting such a heavy business tax can't even solve the small problem of the wolf man. Don't let me spend the winter here and other complaints.

In this small town, although players are the main players, there are also a large number of original residents. Some of them are businessmen, some are adventurers who like to wander, or some refugees accepted when the periphery of Winter City was invaded.

In Thorne's Fallstown, the number of original residents is almost the same as the number of players. After all, the players there are only latecomers.

"Hello, strange adventurer, what service do you need?"

A burly dwarf with ravine-like wrinkles on his face and a gray beard idly greeted Thorne who came over.

This is an old mountain dwarf blacksmith, a group of mountain dwarf tribes who once lived in the Great Swordscar Mountains.

Because they couldn't resist the ogre's attack, they were finally invited by the lord Sarayan to move to live in Twilight Town. They were mainly responsible for building weapons and equipment for the guards in Twilight Town.

However, Twilight Town does not have ready-made minerals, and all their mineral resources need to be purchased from Winter City.

Today, due to the invasion of Gnolls and the fall of Yuanshan Town, the trade route between Cold Winter City and Twilight Town has been blocked.

If he wanted to recover, he would have to drive all the large gnoll tribes wandering in the Emerald Fields back to the Great Sword Scar Mountains, and let them continue to fight against the hill giants and other tribes.

"Help me make twenty of these arrowheads." Thorne took out an arrow from his quiver and handed it to the dwarf blacksmith in front of him.

"The tail feathers of the dire eagle, Gerardal's arrow bamboo, and the most exquisite forging techniques of the mountain dwarves, young adventurer, are you planning to hunt the mountain giant?"

The rough and thick hands of the dwarf blacksmith gently stroked the arrow, in admiration.

"Thirty gold coins, the old rule, pay half of the deposit first, and you can come and pick it up at noon tomorrow.

Taking advantage of this time, I think you need to go to the Salted Fish Hotel and take a comfortable hot bath, because I smell the blood on your body which makes me very uncomfortable. "

The dwarf blacksmith pinched his red nose, frowned and said long-windedly.

"Then I will trouble you." Thorne took out fifteen gold coins and handed them to the dwarf blacksmith, then turned and left.

This dwarf is the patriarch of all mountain dwarf tribes and the best blacksmith in Twilight Town.

The arrowheads forged by him are not less powerful than the arrowheads in Thorne's hands, but the price is half that of the player dwarves in Winter City.

The next place Thorne needs to go is a relatively remote corner of Twilight Town.

Because there are merchants traveling in various planes, they are only interested in precious items, and at the same time, these merchants also hold a large number of enchanted equipment and high-level magic scrolls.

As long as you have enough gold coins, you can buy almost all equipment with a quality below golden and legendary from him.

These merchants call themselves: plane merchants!

It is said that they often travel to various worlds, so they have all kinds of strange items.

In the entire Emerald Field, there is only such a person in Twilight Town.

According to Thorn's own speculation, the reason why this plane businessman appeared here is very likely because there are too many krypton gold local tyrants here.

Since they call themselves businessmen, they must be here for their own interests. Wherever there is war, they are there.

Of course, the premise is that you have money, when your funds are sucked dry by various one-time magic scrolls of these plane merchants.

The mysterious plane businessman will quickly activate the teleportation spell and go to the next place where he can get huge profits.

Similarly, if it weren't for the various powerful magic scrolls provided by the plane merchants, Twilight Town may not have existed until now.

Their tall and magnificent city walls will not be built safely.

Thorne gently pushed open a dilapidated wooden door and walked into the stone house.

The stone house is not very big, a bed and books placed in disorder almost occupy the entire space.

A thin old man in a gray cloth robe sat cross-legged on the bed, his white beard dragging on his knees.

"Little half-elf ranger, do you need to sell or buy?" The old man opened his cloudy eyes, looked at Thorne lazily, and said calmly.

"For sale." Thorne didn't have too many words. These old guys are generally very eccentric. The more they talk, the easier it is for them to come out.

"Take it out."

Thorne first took out a pinch of lake spirit's silver-white long hair from the dimension bag.

"Oh, the lake spirit's long hair is not bad, but it's a pity that the lake spirit's skin was not peeled off, otherwise it could make a perfect magic item."

The old man was surprised when he saw Hu Jing's long hair, then he shook his head regretfully and said, "I'll give you 1000 gold coins."

As soon as the words fell, the lake spirit's long hair was attracted by an invisible force, and then fell into the hands of the old man.

The skin of the lake spirit!
Thorne, who has natural knowledge, is quite familiar with these fine creatures in nature.

In fact, the most valuable thing about the lake spirit is not the long silver hair, but the skin!

If a master who is proficient in skinning techniques peels off the lake spirit's skin perfectly, it can sell for at least 5000 gold coins.

However, Thorne naturally would not do this bloody and cruel method, which would be tantamount to killing a lake elf completely, and he himself would bear the soul curse of the lake elf forever.

Then Thorne took out two razor boar tusks from the dimensional bag, which were given to him by Druigst before he left, as a thank you gift for beheading the followers of Mara.

Thorne did not shirk, but chose to accept it directly.

"The razor boar's tusks, unfortunately, were attacked by fire magic. They are not perfect, and they need to be re-polished. One piece costs 400 gold coins, and the total is 800 gold coins."

The old man just glanced at it, and immediately recognized the shortcomings. After Thorn nodded, the two fangs were attracted by an invisible force again, and fell into the old man's hands.

"So, this surprising half-elf, what do you need?" The old man looked at Thorne with a smile.

"I need an ogre power belt." Thorne pondered for a moment, looked at the old man and said.

The three-piece set of Ogre Power Gloves, Ogre Power Belt, and Ogre Power Bracers is a fairly good value-for-money enchanting equipment for a skilled class like him.

These pieces of equipment can increase one's own strength up to 18 points, which is almost enough for a ranger like Thorne who only has 15 points of strength.

At least he can fully draw his composite longbow, and the power of the arrows can be increased by another level.

"It's a wise choice, half-elf! The price of the power belt is 1500 gold coins." The old man squinted his eyes and smiled at Thorne, looking like a profiteer.

Then with a thought, a pure black belt and the remaining 300 gold coins appeared from the floating air fluctuations, and then slowly floated down in front of Thorne.

Thorn put away the gold coins, and then checked the properties of the belt in his hand:
Belt of Ogre Strength

Type: belt

Quality: blue extraordinary

Special effect: strength +2 (up to 18 points)
(Note: Produced by Ogre, it must be a boutique! —— Plane Merchant: Caracalla!)
(End of this chapter)