In the early morning, wisps of mist filled the jungle, like a layer of gauze.

Thorne and Andrea walked along the hazy forest path.

Almost both of them remained silent, only the chirping birds stood on the intertwined branches and leaves, and a melodious chirping came from the sound of the chirping.

"Wait a moment."

Andrea lifted a thread of hair wet with dew and called out to the walking Thorne.

Thorne stopped and looked at Andrea beside her with confusion and said, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you say that the abandoned tower is in the northwest direction, but we are now heading northeast. Are you going wrong? Or do you have something else to do?" Andrea asked, pointing to the direction on both sides.

"The tower was strictly prohibited by Chief Oster from approaching, so we need to seek his consent first, otherwise the beasts guarding nearby would block us."

To be able to identify the direction in the jungle, Thorne unexpectedly glanced at the sorcerer and then explained to her.

"You are so confident that the old-fashioned leader Ost would agree?" Andrea asked in doubt.

"Captain Ost is not old-fashioned at all. On the contrary, he is actually easy to get along with. As long as it is not a matter of harming the interests of the half-elves, he will basically agree." Thorne said without hesitation.

He immediately looked at her and continued, "If he was really that old-fashioned, he wouldn't agree to you, a human warlock, to enter the upper city."

"Aren't you a human? You really think of yourself as a half-elves." Andrea asked back, then smiled and complained.

"Not these matter anymore. At least now my race is half-elves, which cannot be changed at all, because it has clearly shown my appearance."

Thorne lifted the hood that covered his head, and stroked a few strands of messy hair on his forehead behind his slightly pointed ears, and said in a slightly heavy tone:

"The original world can no longer be returned, so treat this world as a new life."

...

After passing through the tunnel in the dense forest, the two of them walked around several bends and finally arrived at the courtyard where the half-elves lived.

From a distance, this misty courtyard looks very simple, with two or three small wooden houses connected side by side surrounded by a circle of vine-filled fences.

"You wait here, I'll go." Thorne stood in front of the courtyard and hesitated for a moment, and ordered Andrea beside him.

"You didn't say that Chief Oster was easy to get along with, why did I notice that you were obviously hesitating when looking at his courtyard, and there seemed to be something you were afraid of." Andrea looked at Thorne, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but ask with a curious smile.

"..." Thorne's face twitched slightly after being guessed, and then said helplessly: "Have you heard of the three major rural bullies in the real world?"

"Three Rural Bullies?" Andrea was stunned, shook her head slightly, but she showed a very interested look.

"Forget it, you don't know if you say it." Thorne did not plan to explain in detail.

In Andrea's eyes, she gritted her teeth and walked towards the closed wooden door of the courtyard.

Um?

When Thorne was about to approach the wooden door, he keenly captured some strange fighting sounds in the yard and intermittent roars of wild beasts. From the sound, he could tell that it was a kind of bear roar.

However, this roar is more like a wail.

Suddenly, Thorne sensed the messy steps and dull roars, and the sound of flapping his wings approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

His face changed slightly, and he immediately turned around and retreated, pulling up the confusion-looking sorcerer Andrea, who looked puzzled, hid in the bushes next to him.

"Bang!"

The gate of the courtyard was suddenly knocked open by two huge gray figures, and the wooden fence and the gate broke in response.

Thorne immediately turned his attention.

Two huge brown bears came into his eyes, but the facial expressions of the two brown bears were filled with deep fear, and the hair on their backs was stained with blood. They were running hard while whimpering and roaring uneasy.

When Thorne saw the culprit of this cause, his originally calm face twitched slightly again, as if he had recalled some terrible shadow.

Chasing behind the two brown bears was a big fluffy black goose, which was a little larger than the ostrich in reality.

Its beak and wide wings have bone bulges, and the wide goose's palms have sharp claws.

This is a fierce goose.

Thorne recognized the animal's name at a glance.

The so-called ferocious animals are animals that are larger, more ferocious and more difficult than their original species.

People often say that violent animals and magic beasts are all mutations caused by the long-term erosion of chaotic magic. However, almost all violent animals will not use spell-like abilities like most magic beasts.

Their only characteristics are that they are larger, more irritable, and there are also a large number of ferocious animals, almost all of which are from the Great Sword Mark Mountains.

Although the fierce goose in front of Thorne was raised from an egg by Chief Oster, it has been much more irritable.

But its active aggression cannot be underestimated. In the Great Sword Mark Mountains, fierce goose and fierce badgers are animals that all adventurers are unwilling to encounter.

As long as you dare to look at these two kinds of fierce animals, they will immediately activate hidden characteristics: be careless about life and death, and do if you don’t accept it.

From the weakest goblin kowtowels to the hill giants, they all have their own figures of courage to challenge, and the final result is unknown.

The two brown bears didn't know whose animal companion they were. They were obviously not the opponent of the fierce goose, and they were chased by them and fled all the way.

Accompanied by waves, three figures gradually disappeared from the sight of the two.

Seeing the disappearing figure of the fierce goose, Thorne and Andrea were about to walk out of the bushes.

Suddenly, two figures walking out of the wooden house came into his eyes.

So the two of them shrank into the bushes again and hid in the dark to observe.

These were two druids who covered their bodies with dark green leather armor. When Thorne noticed a mark from the other party's heart that broke out from the shell, he directly guessed their identities.

The druid in the emerald garden.

Extreme or moderate?

What is their purpose in finding Chief Oster?

Two doubts quickly emerged in Thorne's mind.

At this time, one of the two druids was younger and said to the middle-aged druid beside him:

"Minister, the settlement in the Lower Town is just cutting down a maple forest and does not really destroy the balance of nature. Is it too extreme and ruthless for us to do this?"

"They are studying taboo things, which nature will never allow." The middle-aged druid snorted coldly: "Nature is not mixed with a trace of human favor. Whoever dares to destroy it will have to bear the wrath of nature. Only those who obey can enjoy the favor of nature."

"But if we rely solely on killing to maintain natural balance, then what is the difference between us and the cold butcher?" the young druid man retorted.

"Nature is a kind and kind father, and also a cold butcher. When they cheer for victory against nature, it is the beginning of nature's punishment for them." The middle-aged druid said with an indifferent look on everything.

"The world is developing with civilization, and civilization will inevitably conflict with nature. What we need to do is to find a new balance between civilization and nature, rather than to control the wrath of nature, my mentor." The young druid patiently comforted.

"Doing that will only make them ask for endlessly from nature. Only by obeying nature can they feel the way of nature." The middle-aged druid interrupted the young druid and said:

"Okay, don't say anything more. The Hruk Goblins were driven out of the Black Pearl Forest and were heading towards the Forest of Silence. Now we'll give some warning to those restless guys."

"The mentor, the Nightingale Walker, told us to gather in Shadow Moon Valley today and discuss the issue of the entire Emerald Field." The young druid reminded.

"Then go to Shadow Moon Valley first." The middle-aged druid frowned and said.

After saying that, he immediately turned his eyes to the bushes where Thorne and Andrea were hiding and said, "Come out, don't hide."

Thorne was not surprised when she heard this and walked out generously with Andrea.

"I smell the disturbing breath in my body of the follower, and hope not to let the wrath of nature come upon you."

The middle-aged druid's indifferent gaze swept across Thorne's body, with a warning tone.

"Thank you for your reminder, naturally protecting it, but I think the sharp blade can kill the enemy, so why bother with the forging?" Thorne looked directly at the middle-aged druid and said expressionlessly.

The middle-aged druid snorted coldly and turned away. When the young druid behind him walked to Thorne, he whispered: "The druid is ready to attack the players in the lower city."

After saying that, he immediately accelerated his pace and followed.

The extreme druids are going to attack the lower city.

Thorne's expression changed slightly when he heard this news, so this is definitely the reason for their purpose of finding Chief Ost.
Chapter completed!