Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 202 Familiar Strangers

Thorne walked along the tree-lined path, but saw that there were ancient trees beside the road, and the old trunks and branches were twisted and intertwined. The fine sunset passed through the dense branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on the ground.

The breath of autumn fills the air,

The wind steals our language,

Such things are justified,
So don't let diamond tears well up in your eyes.

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At this time, a low-pitched piece of music with vibrato floated from the forest.

Thorn paused again, looking in the direction of the music.

"Hey! Isn't this the half-elf ranger Thorne from Fallstown? So you're not dead!" A half-elf in a light green lace jacket, a bowler hat, and a harp in his arms The bard exclaimed deliberately when he saw Thorne.

The bluff immediately caught the attention of two pastor girls passing by, so he gave them a cheerful wave and a funny grin, and the two girls giggled away.

"Girt, I didn't expect to see you here. I have to say that your life is really tough. Where did you go after you left Fallstown?" Seeing the bard in front of him, Thorne said calmly. There was a flash of fluctuation in his expression, and he asked casually.

The half-elf bard in front of him used to be a player in the upper city of Fallstown, but before the hobgoblins attacked Fallstown, he left the town alone for the reason of composing songs to find inspiration, and disappeared without a trace.

The sudden appearance of the other party here, does it mean that he has also become the priest of the Temple of Melikai, or is there another reason?Thorne glanced at the direction where Sting was sitting cross-legged, secretly guessing in his heart.

"How is it? Did the song I heard just now sound good?" The bard Geert didn't answer Thorne's question directly, but leaned in front of him and plucked the strings before asking.

"I can't hear it." Thorne replied without thinking.

"As expected, you are still a low-sighted turkey. You haven't changed at all. I shouldn't ask you this question." The half-elf bard wandered around Thorne with a harp in his hand, and told Thorne about his experience with a smile. :

"Leaving Upper Falls Town, I came to Twin Towers Town. At that time, in order to save enough money to travel to Seput City, I dug mines, repaired leaks in the roof, sang in taverns, and even worked as a shoemaker and painter. It's a pity that this meager income can only make ends meet, and cannot support a long trip at all.

It was not until I drew a tapestry for the baron in Shuangta Town when I was newly married, the baron was very satisfied with it, and gave me 200 shiny gold coins with a big wave of his hand, which fulfilled my dream of going to a big city. "

"Why is the tapestry so valuable?" Thorne asked curiously after listening to the other party's story.

Although he didn't have much contact with the bard player in front of him, but the other party's painting skills had been shown off in front of him, and in his opinion, it wasn't that great.

The bard Gilt glanced at Thorn, showing a mysterious smile, leaned up to him and whispered, "It's a tapestry depicting all the positions of the Baron of Twin Towers and his new wife."

"..." Thorne's head was full of black lines, and he looked at the bard with a narrow smile on his face speechlessly.

"I still have a backup here. Do you want to appreciate it? The wife of the Baron of Shuangta Town is a female player. Maybe she is the lover of your dreams."

The bard Gilt first glanced at the surrounding environment vigilantly. After seeing that there were no other people or small animals, he patted the dimensional bag on his waist, touched Thorn with his elbow, and whispered to him.

"..." Thorne ignored the other party. He really didn't want to have too much entanglement with this wretched-faced bard, so he planned to turn around and leave.

"Hey, what are you doing in such a hurry, Sting is so boring, I finally found someone who can share my happiness, you just let me describe what I have seen and heard to you, just as if you have gained some knowledge for yourself Is it?" Gilt trotted in front of Thorn and said with a smile:

"Did you know? I went to Seput City, a bustling port city, where there are houses made of bricks, roads paved with stones, a seaport leading to the wilderness of the Northland, the Adventurer's Guild, the branch of the Wizards Union Ministry, thirty-eight taverns and twelve hotels with special services, a gallows with a trapdoor, a castle and watchtowers of astonishing scale... There are temples that I can't count or recognize, and there are Ermatt, Tyr, Oghma..."

"Are you finished?" Thorne said after listening, looking at him impatiently.

Although he has never been to Seput City, he has lived in Winter City, which is even more prosperous than Seput City, for nearly half a year, so he is not interested in his description at all.

"Of course I haven't finished." Gilt shook his head, pretending to be amazed and continued to tell Thorne: "The most exciting thing I haven't said yet is a woman, a decent woman, combing her hair, wearing perfume, Put on light makeup... Wearing satin, velvet, silk, panniers and ribbons, ah! It's really a unique scenery, I really like this world so much, I must go to the city of elves to visit if I have the chance... "

"In your eyes, is there nothing else but women?" Thorn interrupted the other party's words, and complained a little helplessly.

Originally seeing the half-elf Sting make a silent oath, planning to spend his whole life in the temple, it made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't expect to meet another guy who lived heartlessly.

However, the other party's optimistic attitude is really suitable for surviving in this world.

"I don't think you look like a follower of Melika, what are you doing in the temple?" Thorn said, looking at the other party carefully.

"Hey, didn't I meet Sting, I want to persuade him, let him understand that we can wander around the world without our home, we can spend money to ask the priest of the temple to perform magic spells if our arms are gone, and we can find another animal companion if we don't have them. If love is gone, there will be new opportunities, so we can't go on so rigidly." The bard Gilt put away his unruly expression, sighed and said helplessly.

"Everyone has their own choice, follow your own heart, the cold wave will come soon, when the earth will be completely white, you should find a place to live for the winter as soon as possible." Thorne was silent for a moment, kindly reminded With one sentence, he ignored him and turned around to leave.

"The cold wave is coming, and the land is white." The bard Gilt whispered to himself, his eyes lit up, and suddenly shouted: "I have found inspiration again."

After finishing speaking, he sat directly on the ground and began to pluck the silver wire on the harp:

Our home is covered with snow,
Frost covers rivers and lakes,
Such things are justified,

So don't let longing and sadness cloud your face.

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(End of this chapter)