Half-elf Ranger

The inexplicable feeling of powerlessness receded like a tide, and Thorne immediately returned to normal. His sharp eyes looked directly at the black dragon girl who flashed surprise in his eyes. Obviously, she was surprised that the ranger was able to carry her dragon power.

Although Thorne's palm was almost numb and unconscious, a hint of dark orange flame mixed with the pale orange flame was still burning the girl's palm. If she persisted, it was only a matter of time before she was roasted to charcoal. .

Long Wei was ineffective, and noticed that Thorne's calm eyes gradually turned cold. The stubborn girl knew that her plan had completely failed, so she immediately released Thorne's hand, and then put her hand behind her without a trace. behind.

Seeing this, Thorne pretended to smile easily, looked at the devastated palm that was almost deformed, and stretched out his other hand. In the horrified eyes of several people, accompanied by bursts of scalp-tingling 'clicks' 'The sound, the fractured parts were restored to their original shape by him.

Immediately afterwards, to his surprise, Master Qingchen, who had been standing beside him, threw a magical healing technique directly at him, making his soft palms revitalized again.

Thorne smiled and thanked the Druid. Obviously, the reason why the other party suddenly stood beside him seemed to have been expected to happen.

At the same time, the kobold warlock Lessers, who was standing behind the black dragon girl, looked at Thorne in disbelief when he noticed the burning marks on the palm of the opponent's back.

Because he really couldn't understand that a Sigaret, who was completely immune to the damage of fireball, would be left with traces by the opponent's flames.

"Little girl, have you been in this underground ruins so much that your mind has become stupid? How can you say that, as long as you have an IQ that doesn't increase with age, you will always be accompanied by sadness."

The goblin wizard Malvasa led the warwolf to the black dragon girl who looked unnatural. She originally reached out to pat the other party's shoulder, but found that she couldn't reach it, so she looked up at her slightly embarrassed pretty face and said with a smile. :

"How's the test, have you overplayed it? Look, even Longwei has used it."

"..."

Sigrid didn't know how to answer the question, so she glanced at Thorne secretly, and found that the other party looked very calm and didn't seem to be angry, so she secretly relieved.

"You little goblin girl, how did you talk to our black dragon queen, don't you want to live?" At this time, noticing that Sigaret was teased by Malvasia, Lessers stood up first and straightened his back. Outrage for each other.

"It turns out to be a kobold dragon vein warlock, but I see that you seem weak when you speak, your expression also looks sluggish, and your legs feel a floating feeling when you walk, I think you little guy will not It's overindulgence."

Noticing the screaming Lessers, Malvasa didn't care about the other party's ridicule, but stared at the other party with a half-smile, until she stared at Lessers embarrassed, and then said meaningfully:

"Look, the scales on your face are cracked, and there are still a few broken spider silks left on it, and why this spider silk looks like the material used by female drows to make black silk, so strange, Why do the threads of people's stockings hang on the scales of your little head?"

After Malvasha finished speaking, she turned to look at Thorne, and asked with a smile, "Sonne, do you know the reason for this?"

"...How could I know? By the way, you keep asking me about this kind of topic. You should ask our Master Qingchen. He must know more than me." Thorne glanced at Malvasa dejectedly, helpless With a smile, he shifted the fire of war to the Druid beside him.

Hearing that Thorne mentioned his name again, the Druid, who had almost no sense of existence, subconsciously moved behind the burly Kutaig.

"Lesoth, tell me honestly, did you hide the female drow captive last time without killing it?"

After listening to the analysis of the goblin wizard, Sigrid immediately recalled the drow captive wearing black stockings, with a stern face, looking coldly at the kobold warlock who just stretched out his small paw to touch his face.

"...You guys continue to talk, I'll withdraw first!" Lessers gave the goblin wizard a vicious look. He really regretted what he was talking about at the time, and he had to come along with him.

So he left a sentence and straightened his two calves, which had always been bent, and disappeared into the darkness like arrows from the string.

"If there is nothing else, we will leave." Seeing that the kobold had disappeared into the darkness, Thorne, who didn't want to spend time here, said first.

"It's okay." Thorne's voice just fell, and Sigrid hurriedly said when she saw the other party turned around and was about to leave.

"Zheng!"

Immediately afterwards, Sigrid drew out the long sword in her arms and pointed it directly at Thorne's body. She first looked at the other party's expression, and then smiled and said, "Do you know this sword?"

Thorne looked at the sharp blade that glowed with light blue light in front of him, and immediately noticed that the structure of the blade was exactly the same as his long sword, and it was ground from eight sides.

However, the opponent's blade and body were made very smooth and natural, and even had a natural feeling.

And his blade is much rougher, because the shape of his long sword was originally made by a player with less than two years of work experience, and it was finally refined by the masters of Stallman Town.

However, these two are not experts in the casting process, not to mention the player in Winter City, the master of Stallman Town is mainly based on enchanting, and forging is only his secondary occupation.

Therefore, when Thorne saw the opponent's sword, he immediately guessed that it must be from a master who specializes in sword casting.

"Very good!" Thorne praised truthfully.

"I call this sword: Frost Slash, but unfortunately it always lacks the spirituality of ice, which makes it impossible to advance to legendary quality. So, do you want to know where this master swordsmith is?" Seeing that the opponent was successfully hooked Intrigued, Sigrid retracted the sharp blade, and at the same time there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Of course." Thorne nodded. Originally, he was worried about how to forge another weapon. If he could really know a master swordsmith, it would be really good for him. Maybe His long sword can also add some private goods to improve the quality.

However, he also understood that the girl who had just suffered a loss in his hands would not say it so easily, so he asked straight to the point: "Tell me, what are the conditions."

"I think your swordsmanship is quite good, so I want to learn from you. If you win, I will take you to the most famous swordsmith in the Underdark."

Seeing the ranger's calm and calm expression, Sigrid took a deep breath, calmed down her turbulent heart, and leaned in front of the other side, with a soft tone, said one's own thoughts.

"What if I lose?" Thorne moved a few steps towards Andrina beside him, keeping a certain distance from the other party. He didn't rush to answer, but asked calmly.

"If you lose..." The girl held the scabbard long sword and left Thorne behind, looked up at the deep darkness unconsciously, pondered for a moment, turned around suddenly, and said a little hastily: "If If you lose, I want you to be my dragon knight."

As soon as the girl's voice fell, the group, except for the goblin wizard who reached out to lure the wolf, all focused their attention on Thorne.

Andrina turned to Sigrid with a slightly unkind look.

Dragon Knight!

Hearing these three words, Thorne's head suddenly crashed.

The so-called "dragon knight" is not a warrior in a fantasy novel who drives a giant dragon to slaughter the enemies and save the world.

In this world, the dragon knight sounds really cool, but the reality is actually very skinny.

Because of the dragon knight profession here, the real leader is almost always a giant dragon (unless you can fight a giant dragon), and the rider is a servant. In combat, it is responsible for observing the weather, tracking and navigation, which is completely a pure auxiliary.

The reason why this profession appears is mainly because some giant dragons who like to fight add a fully automatic reconnaissance and navigation software to themselves in order to be able to exert their combat power more recklessly, and then help him deal with the flies that give him headaches. such enemies.

This is like playing a certain game, ADC with support is naturally more threatening than ADC without support.

Therefore, if he really becomes the opponent's dragon knight, then it is equivalent to selling himself to the black dragon in front of him as a ten thousand year assistant.

"Why, are you afraid of losing because you are afraid of losing?" Sigaret's eyes flashed for a while, watching Thorne's hesitant face, and subconsciously tentatively asked.

"This price is too high, and I don't think the interests of the two sides are equal at all."

Thorne patted the back of Andrina's hand lightly, looked at her, then met Sigrid's gaze and said calmly.

"It doesn't matter, then what conditions do you think can be equal, you can mention it, and I can consider it." Sigrid watched Thorne quietly and said indifferently.

"If I win, I'll be your dragon knight." Thorne thought for a while, and expressed his conditions meaningfully.