Half Elf Ranger

Chapter 484 The Origin of the Man in Black
"Who said before that there are more women in one year than I have seen in my life." Thorn looked back at the woman in red, and joked to Gilt:

"Look at how you acted like a pig just now, like a male dog staring at a bitch, and the one who was teased by others is like an innocent first-timer. I'm ashamed of you."

After Thorne finished speaking, he deliberately moved the chair, and distanced himself from Giltra in disgust.

A few young ladies who were watching the fun in the corner burst into unscrupulous ridicule.

"Careless, careless." Gilt with a flushed face smiled coyly: "I didn't expect the other party to hide so deeply, and she was even a spellcaster. How could I resist her psychological suggestion spell."

"Cough cough cough..."

After finishing speaking, in order to cover up his embarrassment, he swallowed a big gulp of beer. Because he drank too fast, the beer sprayed out of his mouth, and he almost choked him to death with a sip of wine.

Thorne secretly thanked him for keeping a distance from him, otherwise he might have sprayed himself on himself.

"Do you know why the man in black came to you?" After a while, seeing that Gilt finally returned to normal, he asked.

"Why?" Gilt wiped his mouth with his sleeve, remembering the unhappiness that happened in the 'Drunken Rose', his face twitched, and complained to Thorne:

"It's not because of you. I have traveled all over the Corina Peninsula all year round, and I have never had such a bad thing happen. Even if you encounter a robber, just obediently take out the money, say a few words to the boss 666, and give They sang a few pornographic songs, made fun of it, and it was over.

Oh, by the way, speaking of robbers, it reminds me of an incident that happened to me in the Black Pearl Forest a year ago.Thanks to you, at that time I was robbed by several robbers and players, and I lost all my money.

So in order to make enough money to go back, I sang under a sacred oak tree for tourists to rest, and a dark elf female player who happened to pass by generously rewarded me with 50 gold coins, and she also said that she knew..."

"Don't interrupt my question, let's return to the original topic." Thorne reached out and knocked on the table, and asked the unserious poet coldly:
"Do you know? The reason why the man in black came to you is entirely because of your own fault. You asked for it yourself. Do you know what it means to say that disaster comes from your mouth?"

"I'm going! I did it on my own? I asked for it? Is it out of my mouth?" Geert put down the beer glass that was about to bottom out, a little unhappy, he leaned forward and stretched his neck, and uttered three consecutive shots at Thorne ask.

"Please take your time, both of you." At this time, a tavern clerk brought a large plate of roast lamb with eggs and onions and a plate of crayfish on the table.

Seeing the food coming up, Thorne temporarily ignored Gilt, who seemed like a bitch, and immediately started to taste it with relish.

For him, the most important thing right now is to fill his growling stomach, and the rest will be left behind for the time being.

"Dude! Bring me a bottle of Elvish specialty 'Time to Go', and bring me some boiled snails with honey and garlic." Seeing that Thorn ignored him, Gilt ordered two of the most expensive drinks and dishes in revenge.

So the two of them ate in silence.

"On our way to the sunset fishing village." After eating the roast lamb in his hand, Thorne picked up a crayfish, and while peeling the shell, he said to Gilt: "Didn't you report to the village chief Harder?" my true identity."

"So what?" Gilt filled the beer glass with dark purple mellow wine, moved his nose close, took a deep sniff like a puppy, stared at Thorne, and said stiffly.

In fact, he had vaguely guessed the problem, but he didn't want to admit it himself.

"How?" Thorne gave him a cold look, shrinking his eyes in fright, and then continued:
"Then the village head, who knew my identity, introduced it to everyone in the village, and then I was seen by interested people. Everyone in the village knows that you are the greatest poet, the most famous artist, and the most..."

"I said, brother, can we have a good talk? I know you like to tell the truth the most, but I will be very embarrassed if you keep praising me like this." Gilt looked at Thorne with a sad face, and suddenly felt this expectation The wine that has been drinking for a long time has no taste.

"Are you still embarrassed?" Thorne glanced at him angrily, pulled off the head of the peeled crayfish in his hand, put the fat and tender shrimp meat into his mouth, and continued after eating:
"Many people now know that I left Pushang Town with you and came to Shuangta Town. If they want to plot against me, it is naturally most convenient to start with you."

"Then do you know who you provoked?" Gilt was faintly worried. He really didn't expect things to develop like this.

"Not sure." Thorn shook his head slightly, pretending to be contemplative, "In these years, I have rarely left the Emerald Field, how could I offend some messy people for no reason."

He was telling the truth. He himself was at a loss for the man in black who threatened Gilt and tried to find out his whereabouts. He couldn't figure out who it was.

"Think about it carefully." Gilt reminded him: "Half a month ago, didn't you personally kill two wizard assistants from Twin Towers Town, could it be the old wizard from the Tower of the Seven Sages? "

"Impossible." Thorne immediately denied.

The Tower of the Seven Sages belongs to the Wizarding Union, and this wizarding organization follows the law of survival of the jungle.

The old wizard in the tower has no reason to deal with a threat to help him clean up trying to steal the tower master, and he still has confidence in that.

"Hobgoblin? Mara believer?" Gilt said two more, he thought for a while and shouted: "Damn it! Could it be..."

As he was talking, he seemed to feel something was wrong, and he lowered his head and whispered to Thorn: "Could it be the lords of the Emerald Field?"

"Probably not." Thorne paused while peeling the shrimp, and his tone was not sure. He changed his mind and continued:
"Although I don't know who ordered this man in black, I can guess where this man in black came from."

"Where?"

Geert looked at Thorne, craning his neck like a curious baby, waiting for his answer.

It's a pity, but he found that after the other party had deliberately sold out, he didn't intend to continue talking, but peeled the crayfish slowly and methodically.

Judging from his graceful shrimp peeling movements, this guy has been trained by a sorceress for three years.If it was normal, he would just pull off the head of the shrimp and eat the skin and shell in one bite, how could he become so gentle.

When Thorn finished eating the last crayfish on the plate, he pondered for a moment, met Gilt's eager gaze, and said slowly, "This man in black is from Deep Rock City."

Deep Rock City?
Gilt was stunned when he heard the news.

This is a glorious city located in the Silver Pine Plain, nicknamed by their players: the paradise of the Lieping Clan.

Because it has the protection of a legendary paladin and a legendary archbishop, and it is also the holy place of Irmat, the god of suffering during the turbulent years, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the holy city of the believers of the suffering god.

Because of this, this holy city has become a place where the evil ones have nowhere to hide. It is very difficult for anyone with evil forces to infiltrate and develop in Deep Stone City.

And the man in black who threatened him turned out to be from Shenshi City, which is really unbelievable.

"Are you... sure?" Gilt's eyes were full of suspicion.

"Almost." Thorn nodded slightly, and said, "The reason why I think so is mainly because when the man in black escaped through the portal, I saw the Silver Pine Plain appearing in the portal."

"The Silverpine Plain is as big as it is, and there are nomadic tribes of the Turami people, the new city built by the believers of the God of War, and the fortress of the Huskan Kingdom. How can you be so sure that he is from Deep Rock City?" Gilt looked at Looking at the calm ranger, he once again expressed his doubts.

"It's inconvenient to disclose this. In short, there is a high probability that he is from Deep Rock City." Thorne smiled mysteriously, and did not answer the poet's question, in exchange for the other party's eyes.

In fact, he was originally unable to determine where the other party came from. The reason why he knew this news was that the red-haired woman who molested Gilt just revealed to him in secret.

At first he didn't know why this woman named Ashanda would reveal such information to him.

After knowing her identity, she wanted to understand the reason, because she was from the Harper Alliance.

At the beginning, Lilia's aunt, female assassin Irene and wizard Alanis, two members of the Harper Alliance from the Southern Kingdom, specially gave him a brooch symbolizing the Harper when they left Fallstown.

And after this brooch recognizes the owner, it will create a subtle link with the members who are hiding in the dark, so as to facilitate the communication between colleagues.

After he heard the red-haired woman reveal the news to him, he tried it with the idea of ​​giving it a try, but he didn't expect that the two actually sensed it.

It can be seen that this red-haired woman should be a new member who was placed by Alanis in recent years, and his brooch is also marked with the magic mark of the other party.

Otherwise, even if the two face each other holding brooches, there will be no response.

After all, this organization is known for its strictness. They have a large number of safe houses and detectives. They usually travel around the world alone or in small groups to carry out secret operations. They are also best at living in every corner of the world in a hidden way.

At that time, when the other party gave him this brooch, he originally resisted it, because he never thought of joining such a kind organization of 'nosy'.

Although he didn't know why the wizard insisted on giving him the harpist's token despite his unwillingness.But for the time being, these righteous Harper members can still give him a lot of help.

At least, he can use Harper's intelligence network to help him find out the hidden threats.

"Now, the man in black has returned to Deep Rock City, and you are not in any danger for the time being." Looking at Gilt who was picking snail meat, Thorne thought about it seriously: "I plan to leave for Deep Rock City tomorrow. As for you, you Figure it out for yourself."

"How is this possible?" Gilt threw away the snail shell in his hand, and said in a slightly excited tone: "The man in black is gone, but who can be sure that there are no men in white, red, and blue? I always feel uneasy.”

"Then you stay here honestly, don't go out to fool around, and if you meet a caravan returning to the town of Falls, follow them back." Thorne looked at him with a frightened look, and suggested to him.

"That's the only way to go." Gilt said depressedly, and after he finished speaking, he noticed a group of guards coming in from the gate of the tavern from the corner of his eye, and his expression changed slightly: "Don't tell me, these people are targeting us here."

"This is just right. With the guards from Shuangta Town protecting you, your safety factor will be greatly improved."

Thorne naturally noticed a group of unkind people who came here, and at the same time guessed that the purpose of these people coming here was probably because of the 'Drunken Rose' hotel.

The current Shuangta Town is well-managed by the female player Alvy, including various laws to maintain order. Lawless people like him who destroy the hotel will be locked in the dungeon for at least a month.

He thought for a while, and confessed to Gilt: "You are a legal resident of our waterfall town. As long as you don't make any serious mistakes here, they don't dare to do anything to you. Just stay here honestly, Let them put you in a dungeon. Someone will come and redeem you."

"Don't you know? I used to draw the tapestry of that girl, Alvy, and she has always held a grudge for it. Last time I passed by, I looked at her twice, and she took it for no reason. I was imprisoned in a dungeon for half a month."

Gilt quickly shook his head like a rattle: "If I'm locked in again this time, maybe I'll be tossed by this bitch? She'll peel off her skin if she doesn't die."

"You deserve what you deserve. Whoever told you to show off in the tavern, it would be good if you didn't kill you." Thorne gave him an annoyed look, ignored his complaints, turned and left.

(End of this chapter)