The night is as dark as ink, the stars and moon are dull, and the cold night fog gradually rises, making the surrounding scene hazy.

“Swishy…”

At this time, a slight sound of footsteps came from a distance.

Thorne opened his eyes instantly when he heard the movement, and at the same time, his right hand had already touched the hilt of the sword.

The reason why he dared to live alone away from the caravan was naturally because he was very alert to the danger. Otherwise, he would have been wandering in the wilderness for a long time without knowing how many times he had died.

From the sound of walking without hesitation, Thorne could tell that the sound of footsteps in the distance did not seem to have accidentally entered here.

And the purpose is very clear, which is to move closer to him, so that the visitor should know his position in advance.

So how did the other party discover him?

This made Thorne a little puzzled. Ranger himself has hidden bonuses in the wilderness, and his "hiding" skill has been upgraded to 20 points by him.

The "Hide" and "Stealing" skills that reach 20 points will gain an additional ability.

That is, when used at night or in shadows, the effect of stealth-like techniques can be achieved. Under this effect, it is difficult for the naked eye to detect it.

Moreover, his racial expertise, "Wild Mask" and "Shadow Darling" of Shadow Hands, have greatly enhanced the "hide" skills.

Especially at night, even if Thorne doesn't have to deliberately use these hidden skills, his entire body will gradually disappear from the shadows.

It is almost impossible to detect him so easily and accurately lock his position, except for the caster's detection magic, those who rely solely on "sensing" skills are almost impossible to do.

Thorne hid in place and was alert for a moment, as the footsteps grew closer, until he smelled a familiar smell, his expression gradually relaxed, but there was still a hint of doubt and confusion in his eyes.

Feeling that the other party was approaching, Thorne moved his mind and a bright flame appeared in his palm, and then he waved it gently to the ground under his control.

——"Mofeng Sect (Strength Technique): Flame of Chaos Heart!"

Immediately, a summoning array with orange-red light flashing on the ground quickly emerged, and then a small fire element about 1.2 meters tall appeared in front of Thorne.

The lighting characteristics of the small fire element reflect the surrounding environment like daylight, and at the same time, it will slowly illuminate the figures.

Feeling the light and warmth emitted by the small fire element, Thorne immediately gave it the order to stand in place and not move around, and serve as a bonfire pile.

"Sit as you like." Thorne glanced up and pointed to the weed-covered ground.

"Use fire element creatures as bonfires, and learn the spell-based summoning technique another day."

Andrea sat on the grass beside Thorne, and unexpectedly glanced at the blurred human flame and said.

Thorne thought for a moment and guessed how the other party discovered him.

Among the precise position detection magic among spellcasters, the most common low-level spells are just those.

The prophetic spell of the Second Ring: "Alliance Tracking". After using this spell on your companions, you can find the opponent in most occasions, with an error of less than 10%.

Moreover, there is no distance limit. No matter how far the two sides are, even if other planes or companions die, the spell will be suppressed unless the other party enters an area similar to the anti-magic field.

Then there is the Four-ring Prophecy Spell: "Secret Eye", an invisible magic sense that can move at will and provide visual information anytime and anywhere.

As for the others, he was not very clear at the moment. There were too many types of magic in this world, and almost every day, the tech wizards developed new spells.

As for whether it is practical, we can only know from future magic books.

Then he stopped worrying, but asked Andrea calmly, "Is there anything wrong if I don't go to rest so late?"

"It's nothing, I'm in a little depressed mood, just come out for a walk." Andrea sat on the ground, holding her arms and knees, looking at the bright fire, and replied absent-mindedly.

"Then let's talk casually." Thorne saw that Andrea's pretty face was red, and she stood her sword back on the ground and leaned against the big tree behind her and said.

"Why didn't your troll housekeeper come with you?" Thorne thought for the first time to break the peace and asked out his inner doubts.

"Not everyone likes to wander in the wilderness like you. If you live in a stable place, few people choose to go out and take risks, after all, it's too dangerous."

Andrea glanced at Thorne and said in a melancholy tone.

"Then why didn't you choose to stay in Twilight? I think it's still safe there." Thorne expressed his opinion in confusion.

"I don't know very well. I was quite looking forward to it before I arrived in Twilight Town, but after suddenly I got there, I couldn't get any interest." Andrea shook her head and sighed.

"Are you confused?" Thorne looked stunned for a moment, looked at her unexpectedly, and guessed.

The lives of rich people are different. They don’t have to worry about food or clothing. They are sometimes confused. It’s not like they are busy working for all kinds of things every day. Thorne couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

"That's right." Andrea nodded.

"Everyone will have different goals and needs at different stages of life. When you are confused, you must first think clearly about what you need most for yourself, and then work hard in this direction."

No matter how much he complained, Thorne still comforted Andrea seriously.

"Targets and needs? Did you know? The belief and ideal of the Dark Night Lords in Storman Town is to build a territory that belongs to their own Tifflin race.

Then gather them together to avoid wandering in the most dilapidated alleyways, ruins and shadows in every corner of the continent.

It is too great to change the world's view of the Tifflin race and prevent them from being watched and whispered. "

Andrea was silent for a moment, and said calmly at the firelight of the fire element.

"This is indeed a great ideal. Unfortunately, they are descendants of the devil. Their bloodline has been polluted. Not everyone can resist the erosion from the bloodline, but at least she has put it into action, right?"

After hearing Andrea's words, Thorne said with a thoughtful look.

"Then what is your belief? Can you tell me?" Andrea turned around, staring at Thorne's face hidden in her hood, and asked curiously with expectation.

"Me?" Feeling the other party's curious gaze, Thorne considered it for a moment and said truthfully:

"As a ranger, he is naturally standing on the front line of the wilderness, resisting all the coming monsters and humanoid tribes, and avoiding the destruction of civilization."

"Does it mean the town of the Waterfall?" Andrea asked with her head slightly obliquely looking at Thorne, letting her long dispersed hair sway in the wind.

"Yes, after all, there is also another... home in this world. They have taught me a lot of things there, so we must protect it." Thorne paused and said firmly.

"Home?" Andrea muttered in a low voice, looking down at the red weeds reflected by the fire element, and fell into deep thought.

"That's right! Unfortunately, the professional ability of the ranger alone cannot play a final role like a spellcaster. So in order to improve my strength, I resolutely chose to leave alone and find the so-called way to become stronger."

As a ranger, he has excellent tracking skills and hunting skills. No one can match the town of Falls except his mentor.

But in the face of invasion of many humanoid creatures, there is no way. Even if the weakest goblin stands there and stops, how many can he kill if he cuts one by one?

He didn't want to experience the pale and powerless frustration when he was facing a large group of enemies.

One night, he suddenly saw the "Eye of Insight" flashing on the Wizard Tower in Winter City like telepathy.

So he left quietly without saying a word, and at the same time he secretly swears in his heart that if he can't become stronger, he will never come back, at least in this way, he won't have to see tragedies happening one after another.

Then, under the guidance of the Wizard Tower light, he came to Winter City. Perhaps it was due to fate, or the so-called fate, where he obtained the inheritance of the Nine Swords.

"So, was the Master Nine Swords who killed the incarnation of the Demon Lord that night your mentor?"

Andrea recalled what happened that night and the inheritor of the Nine Swords mentioned by the magician Anakise, and showed a look of silence.

"Teacher? I don't know very well. Although I have regarded him as my tutor in my heart, he has never mentioned it. Maybe it's because I'm too weak." Thorne couldn't help but say regretfully when he heard this.

After saying that, he slowly stood up and looked towards the direction of Winter City. Unfortunately, the terrain here is low and there is no light from the Wizard Tower.

Only the cold moon hangs alone, the clear light pours all over the ground, and the ground is like a layer of silver frost condensed.
Chapter completed!