Half-elf Ranger

"Wait a minute." Thorne, who was on his way, suddenly stopped and said solemnly.

"What's the matter?" Andrina noticed Thorne's solemn expression, and walked to the front and asked aloud.

"There is the sound of fighting from about 500 meters ahead." Thorne pointed to the direction of the source of the sound and said to her.

Although he could vaguely hear that there was also a large-scale battle in the direction of Waterfall Town, the sound came from the opposite direction.

From the sound of the weapons colliding, he could guess that there were more than a dozen people fighting. The only thing he could be sure of was that a gnoll was involved, and it was more like a gnoll chasing someone.

"Would you like my magic pet to check it out first, and then make a decision." Anderina said without thinking.

"No, it's too troublesome to come and go, you wait here for a while, I'll go check it out." Thorne thought for a while and said his thoughts.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to leave.

Um?

When Thorne moved his footsteps, he clearly felt that the corners of the cloak were being pulled, so he turned around and looked suspiciously.

I saw the sorceress Andrina grabbing his clothes tightly, her beautiful eyes showing stubbornness and dissatisfaction, staring at herself fiercely.

Very familiar look.

Thorne looked dazed because he had it before.

It's like returning to the calm time of vocational training as a ranger in Falls Town.

At that time, there was no so-called collective crossing. For their players, playing games was just for leisure and relaxation, and few people would pay attention to the more difficult jobs.

After all, compared to hard training, enjoying the beautiful scenery in a safe area of ​​the wilderness, or wandering among the crowds in a civilized settlement, it is more comfortable to feel the atmosphere of the high magic world.

On the other hand, Thorne is the opposite of others. In order to be a ranger as soon as possible, he is stubborn and has been honing his skills in using the long sword and longbow, as well as the knowledge related to rangers, in the training ground almost every day.

In order to let him rest early, the ranger mentor at that time tried to grab the weapon in his hand, but he was pulled hard, and the look he looked at the ranger mentor was very similar to that of a sorceress.

Immediately, Thorne shook his head with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let's go together."

...

Eight gnolls and a half-elf.

Thorne and Andrina hid in the bushes not far away, and gently pushed aside the grass to look in the direction of the fight.

A half-elf ranger is besieged by eight gnolls in rudimentary leather armor and armed with mace and mace.

The half-elf ranger is wrapped tightly in a dark green cloak of thick cloth, wears a pair of long black leather boots, and holds a steel sword in each hand, indicating that he is a proficient dual-weapon. 's melee ranger.

Because no equipment like a longbow or a quiver was found on him.

However, although the sharp blade in this half-elf ranger's hand is called a long sword, it is only slightly taller than a short sword, and the length of the two steel long swords does not exceed one meter.

Although before Thorne arrived, there were already six badly wounded gnolls lying on the ground or dying or wailing in pain.

But under Thorne's keen insight, he found that the ranger was already a little powerless.

If they don't break out and escape, I'm afraid they will really be killed by the gnolls.

"Do you know this man?" Andrina asked, leaning over to Thorne.

"As long as it's a ranger from Waterfall Town, I'm sure I know it, but I can't quite see who it is." Thorne nodded and shook his head again.

After he finished speaking, he quickly pulled out the Demon Slayer Sword hanging from his waist and prepared to support the half-elf ranger. The sorceress saw Thorne preparing to attack and immediately began to prepare spells.

"Pfft!"

In the battle with the gnoll, in the collision of the swords, the half-elf ranger in front made another miracle with the double swords, a splash of blood, and another gnoll fell from the sharp blade.

At the same time, the half-elf ranger who opened the gap quickly fled in Thorne's direction.

Just as the half-elf ranger rushed out of the encirclement, a wolf-shaped beast suddenly jumped out of the bushes on the other side.

Almost all of the wolf's body was covered with snow-white mane. The only drawback was the conspicuous black hair on the neck, which was very annoying and uncomfortable.

"Ow!"

I saw that the white wolf's mane suddenly rose, and the gnoll grinned at the chasing gnoll with a low growl. The light blue pupils stared at them coldly, and under the sunlight, two faint lights flashed.

- "Supernatural ability: Ice Breath!"

Immediately afterwards, the white wolf's abdomen rose and fell slightly, and suddenly opened its **** mouth. The cold wind mixed with the icy breath quickly enveloped the two gnolls running at the front.

The two fastest gnolls were caught off guard, and a layer of hoarfrost was hung on the thick dark red manes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The movement speed also dropped significantly, and he was directly left behind by a few gnolls chasing behind him.

Seeing that the attack was successful, the white wolf immediately turned around and chased in the direction the half-elf ranger fled.

"The half-blooded winter wolf? It was him?"

Seeing the shaggy white wolf, Thorne immediately confirmed the identity of the half-elf ranger.

——“Desert Wind Sect (Enhanced Skill): Sword of Red Lotus!”

So he tightened the long sword in his hand, and the raging flames danced hotly on the dark red blade.

Then Thorne got up in an instant, jumped up and jumped out a distance of more than ten meters, and was able to stand between the gnoll and the half-elf ranger who were chasing.

The long sword that was burning with flames had already drawn a scorching arc by Thorne before Thorne's feet fell to the ground.

The sharp edge of the blade mixed with the flames, mercilessly cut through the gnoll's crude hide and flesh, and then took the opportunity to ignite the lush mane.

"Ouch!!!"

Transformed into a gnoll like a fire element lying on the ground and rolling frantically, accompanied by a shrill wailing sound echoing in the vast wilderness, just a moment of time, he did not move and let the flames burn.

- "Second-level spell: searing rays!"

At the same time, the sorceress Andrina lightly tapped the staff in her hand, and two fiery flames were dazzling under the sunlight.

Then, under the guidance of the staff, he accurately hit the two gnolls who had just been shrouded in ice and finally rushed over.

Under the scorching high temperature, the two gnolls' hideous faces showed painful and twisted expressions. They immediately threw away the weapons in their hands, and covered their boiled chests with both hands and struggled symbolically, ending their painful life.

At the end of the battle, Thorne's long sword was sheathed, and he was about to greet the familiar half-elf ranger when suddenly out of the corner of his eye he noticed a palm-sized notebook with black animal skin on the ground.

His face hidden in the hood twitched slightly and picked it up immediately.

"The Legendary Ranger Ashmore's Travels", Thorne was not surprised to see the name on the cover.

So I turned it to the last page with ease:

It's a sunny day again, and the damned gnoll came just in time, it's time to show the real technique and watch my future legendary ranger slaughter the gnoll leader.

"Future Legendary Ranger, your integrity has fallen to the ground." Thorne turned around and lifted his hood, stroked his long unkempt hair, and then threw the small book to the half-elf ranger not far away and said with a smile.

The half-elf ranger was mulling words of thanks, when suddenly he heard a familiar voice, and the somewhat dazed ranger subconsciously caught the black leather notebook thrown by Thorne and looked up.

"Thorn?" Seeing the familiar figure in front of him, the half-elf ranger rubbed his golden eyes vigorously, and then blinked forcefully, when he finally confirmed, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "I'm going, it's really It's you, it's amazing!"

Then the half-elf ranger kicked away the half-blooded winter wolf who wanted to hug his thigh and act like a spoiled brat. He trotted to Thorne's side, patted his shoulder hard and smiled, "I thought you would have died in the wilderness a long time ago."

"Ashmo has not been seen for a long time, can you tell me why you are here?" Thorne looked at the excited ranger in front of him, his expression did not fluctuate, but asked calmly.

The half-elf ranger in front of him is called Ashmo, and he is also a player. Unlike Thorne's wood elf bloodline, his elf bloodline comes from the golden elf, also known as the high elf.

High elves are the most civilized and arrogant elves in the world of Toril. Elves and arrogance are equal, and they are completely reflected in them and then widely spread.

Of course, they also have arrogant capital. It is said that the high elves already have a complete space fleet.

These arrogant guys also think that they are the chosen people of Corellon, the **** of elves, and other elves are inferior to their own technology, meaning of existence and recuperation.

Thorne looked at the half-elf with high elf blood with interest, waiting for his reply.