socalfunplaces Chapter 402 The Wronged Little Wizard
Chapter 402 The Wronged Little Wizard
Chapter 402 The Wronged Little Wizard
"You are...half-elven ranger...Thorn? Are you really Thorne?!"
The wizard Pardo looked at the half-smiling face in front of him, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed his eyes. When he really confirmed the identity of the other party, he immediately exclaimed excitedly.
The little wizard stared at the face that impressed him deeply, and it was as if a slideshow was showing scenes of unforgettable sad pictures in his mind.
The trident in the hands of the devil sahuagin from the deep sea was stained with the blood of his compatriots, the Balor demon flying in the night sky and roaring loudly, the frightening figure of the incarnation of Yeenoghu, the king of gnolls, the opened infinite Countless demons gushing out from the cracks in the bottom abyss, abyss gnolls wandering in the lower city, quasi demons, abyss ghouls...
There is also the oppressive darkness and disgusting stench of the sewers, the terrifying howls of the dire wolves on the Emerald Field, and the brutal fighting in the hunting ceremony held by the crazy Mara believers in the ruins of Tara Village...
"That's right, it seems you still remember me." Thorne looked at the little wizard's surprised expression that was about to stuff an egg into his mouth, showed a gentle smile, and nodded slightly to him in response.
To be honest, he was still a little surprised that he could meet this little wizard who was rescued in Cold Winter City here.
What made him most distressed was that the other party had changed so much in half a year's growth, and there was a trace of determination on the original immature face.
Especially his calmness in the face of a group of lizardmen besieged made Thorn feel ashamed.
Because he felt that when he was his age, he shouldn't be able to do this.
"It's really you! Brother Thorne!"
The little wizard Pardo saw Ranger himself nodding and admitting, the last sliver of vigilance disappeared without a trace, a feeling of sadness welled up in his heart instantly, and a faint mist appeared in his bright eyes uncontrollably .
Immediately afterwards, Pardo immediately opened his arms and threw himself into Thorne's arms, sobbing softly in his arms as if he had been wronged so much.
Suddenly, the good impression that this strong little wizard had left in Thorn's heart instantly collapsed.
"Uh... this... this..." Seeing such an excited little wizard, Thorne froze on the spot as if he had been immobilized.
I saw him looking left and right, but there was nothing except the lizardmen who were still scurrying around like headless flies.
Obviously, he was a bit at a loss in the circle, he didn't expect the reaction of the other party to see him so much, it seemed a bit too much...
Pardo's expression was as if a child who had been away from home for many years accidentally met his relatives.
In Fallstown, the youngest player Thorne has ever encountered is another ranger, Ashmore.
However, this guy is an orphan, so he doesn't care about the bad things about homesickness. Instead, he is very adaptable to this world, and sometimes even shows it off to others, making them itchy with anger.
The second one is the black dragon Sigrit, not to mention this little girl, the hundreds of years of Longsheng have already let her get used to it. In her own words:
All I need to do every day is take care of my stomach, beautiful long hair and smiling eyes.
As for other things?snort!None of my business.
There is no way, who makes people a dragon, as long as they eat and drink well, they can increase their strength.
But the little wizard Pardo in front of him is different. Not only does he have a family he will never see, but he also witnessed the tragic death of his uncle half a year ago.
Then, in the process of fleeing with him to the ruins of Talan Village, many disasters occurred in reality, including the original residents in this peaceful area of the world, which may not be encountered in their lifetime.
Under such a big blow, after everything was calm, he was taken alone to survive in the Wizard Tower of Winter City.
From the way he confronted the enemy just now, it can be seen that the life in the Wizard Tower of Winter City is not as comfortable as imagined.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have dealt with the siege of the lizardmen so skillfully.
Therefore, after seeing him, the only compatriot who is relatively familiar and belongs to the same place, the grievances that were suppressed in the deepest part of my heart burst out like a dam that opened the gate.
At this time, the sorcerer Pardo didn't have the calm attitude he had just calmly faced the enemy.
He looked more like a little kid who was homesick.
There is always a time when tears can make people grow up completely.
Thorne believes that Pardo will soon grow up and become a strong person after venting this time.
"In the end, he's just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid. It's pretty good to have achieved this level. What can we expect from him?" Thorn looked down at the little boy who was venting his grievances in his arms. The wizard sighed slightly.
In fact, he is really strong.
Even Lilia, an original half-elf girl living in Fallstown, became depressed after the death of her father, his ranger mentor, and her whole person seemed to have changed.
Although she has been much better than before under the guidance of the lively black dragon Sigrit, she still hasn't really stepped out of the shadows.
Thorn reached out and patted Pardo's trembling shoulder lightly, and comforted softly: "Okay, don't be sad, as long as you live strong, there will be hope in the future."
Unfortunately, he is not a person who is good at comforting others. Faced with this embarrassing scene, Thorne really doesn't know what to do.
After being tossed about by the other party, he found that he also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Thorn couldn't help recalling the silent scene of himself standing there staring at the waterfall in the upper part of Waterfall Town after the mutation happened.
At that time, he even thought about whether he would quit the game after attempting suicide, in this mood of grief and panic.
In the end, it was Lilia's innocent smile that infected him, allowing him to see the glorious light in the long, confused night, pointing out the direction for him to move forward, and strengthening his belief in living.
However, the good times didn't last long. The hobgoblins captured the lower town of Fallstown. Many of his fellow aliens died, and the half-elves in the upper town also suffered heavy losses.
So he forcibly suppressed his sadness, sealed his heart deeply, and left Pushang Town alone under the guidance of the light from the Wizard Tower in Winter City.
Fortunately, not only did he get the inheritance of the Nine Swords, but he also met Anderina, who made him understand that there will always be unexpected warmth and endless hope in life.
Thinking of this, Thorne let out a laugh, easily stabilized his emotions, and then cast his gaze not far away.
The dozen or so lizardmen who were scurrying around due to blindness have gradually recovered.
There was even a lizard man staring at him with an uneasy expression, looking down at the javelin in his hand from time to time, as if hesitating whether to throw it or not.
"Be careful." Thorne pushed away the little wizard who had just stopped crying, and reminded him, then he clenched his sword and jumped into the crowd of lizards.
In the night, the two swords in the ranger's hands were swung into a dazzling dance of death. Every time the sword light flashed, a lizard man was hit to a vital point and died.
Just for a moment.
A dozen lizardmen all fell into a pool of blood, and the flowing blood shone faintly under the bleak moonlight.
(End of this chapter)