A blazing golden sun hung from the bright sky, dyeing the entire sky an orange-yellow, dazzling sunlight distorting vision and making the air shimmer.

The cold morning wind blew on Thorne's thin body, and a few messy strands of hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind. Facing the warm sunshine, he held the hilt in one hand and the other behind his back, standing silently on the ground. On the ruins of the ruins, you can admire the desolate beauty under the hillside from a commanding height.

A gray-red flat stone field, divided into many pieces by canyons and faults, scattered with piles of stones and strangely shaped boulders.

At this moment, his eyes hidden under the brim of his hat found the carcass of a stag lying among the ferns growing on the edge of the hillside, his twisted neck pressed against the mud soaked by the spring water, his dull eyes staring at the sky, a few huge lice are sucking blood on the pale brown deer belly.

"Chirp!"

A wailing, fierce vulture hovered above the stag's carcass in the sky.

"Sand! Sand! Sand!"

The bushes not far away were surging frantically, and a dozen kobolds with light-colored horns on their heads, dragging a slender mouse-like tail hovered around the stag's carcass.

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

More than a dozen kobolds looked at the ferocious vultures hovering in the sky with their glittering eyes, raised their crude spears and short swords, and let out a roar like a dog barking, and the ferocious vultures flapped their wings and dived back and forth.

A wild food battle unfolds right under his nose...

"boom!"

Thorne jumped and landed steadily on the desolate old road overgrown with weeds, walking towards the hazel grove covered with golden leaves.

Just a few steps away, out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed an ugly body leaning against the ruins. After the battle, the war troll Kehan ​​Duo sat motionless in the corner of the ruins, his eyes were dull and blank. God, just like the dead deer that was carried away by several kobolds.

Through several contacts, Thorne found that among the several players in Horn Town, only the war troll Kehando gave him a relatively good impression.

He is not like the goblin wizard Malvasia who hides in the shadow of the pointed hat all day, giving people an unpredictable sense of unpredictability, nor is he a little distorted like the tiger cyru due to his efforts to suppress lycanthropy. The character of the kobold is not like the inferiority complex Eugene, the kobold-like warlock, who cannot identify with his own race.

This is a troll with a normal heart, except he likes to be in a daze.

After all, players who can choose non-human races are basically weird, and their tempers are all within the normal range. Just like the ogre wizard player, in order to gain powerful power, he did not hesitate to sign with the devils of Baator hell. contract.

So Thorne stopped, glanced at his empty pupils, kicked him and asked, "What are you doing?"

The war troll Kehan ​​regained his senses, raised his head slightly weakly, and gave Thorne a grim smile, then immediately hid his yellowish teeth and said in a melancholy tone: "I'm thinking. Life."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the two-handed giant sword that had been thrown beside him, stood up with some difficulty, put the giant sword back behind his back, looked up at the bright sky again, sighed heavily, and sighed involuntarily: "Human, the reason why I am troubled is that my memory is too good, and I always remember some things that should not be remembered."

It turned out to be a war troll who likes to sigh about life?

Thorne looked at the green face of the war troll with a metallic luster, and noticed a trace of confusion and melancholy. He pondered for a while, and said comfortably:

"Life is actually a process. One day, we will all come to the end. In this case, why not let it move forward to this end in a dashing manner, and let our lives shine in this world with dazzling brilliance."

Just yesterday, he was suddenly lost. Through the killing and venting at night, as well as the guidance given to him by the half-elf Druid and the little sika deer, he understood the meaning of life.

Life is alive, all you want is to do whatever you want. When everything is taken lightly, the heart will not be tired.

He likes to wander freely in the wild like a ranger, like the teachings of the **** of tracking, Gyren Storm, and the never-ending battle with the enemies of the wild, which is enough for him, That's all.

"Yeah, in this multiverse, we're nothing but an inconspicuous speck of dust, silently playing an obscure role, and we sadly call ourselves: Fighters of Destiny." War troll Kohandor He took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Anyway, thank you for your help, half-elf ranger friend from the town of Falls." The war troll Kohando turned and looked down at Thorne, his raised arm paused for a while, and finally chose to take it back, sincere thanks road.

"It's just a little effort, even without my help, you can deal with the devil with your abilities." Thorne said not very concerned.

Then his eyes flickered, and he asked with some doubts: "Actually, I'm very curious. In terms of your personality, you don't seem to be a person from the evil camp, so why does your camp belong to evil."

The nine camps in Toril's world are not static for everyone, and they are constantly changing according to what they do in their hearts.

There are evil metal dragons in this world, and there may also be demons who are dedicated to goodness, so he was curious to judge by the character of war trolls, why they belonged to the evil camp, and what should have happened.

In the player camp, there are actually not many people in the evil camp. Most of them are neutral good and chaotic good. When the whole world changed, these players who had no way out, the camp began to gradually shift to neutral, because they even themselves They can't be saved, so what kind of good deeds are they talking about?

Of course, there are also a small number of people who have gone too far and joined the evil camp.

After all, they are all highly educated people, and most people can still distinguish right from wrong.

Hearing Thorne's question, Kohando smiled embarrassedly, scratched his messy hair, and said, "After the slaughter of the Mara believers in Horn Town, due to the shortage of food, for a period of time they relied on humanoids. My race is a war troll, and its food intake is even more amazing than that of an ogre. In order to survive, there is really no way."

"No wonder." Thorne glanced at him with a clear look.

"As long as people are still alive, there will be hope in the future, big man, may Gui Lun be with you, and I wish you a path that will never get lost."

Thorne smiled lightly, and reached out to pat the other person's shoulder, but found that the guy was over 3.5 meters tall and couldn't reach him at all. Finally, he hammered his chest and gave him a casual blessing.

After finishing speaking, Thorne turned and walked towards Hazel Grove. He had a lot of doubts in his heart, so he went to the goblin wizard Malvasia to solve these doubts.

Malvasia, the player, knows so much knowledge that Thorne even suspects that she is a game insider if this is not a real world.

And he always suspected that the other party's purpose of choosing the goblin race was not so simple. What kind of experience could make a woman choose the goblin race?

In the dense hazel forest, there was a thick layer of golden fallen leaves, Thorne stepped on the soft leaves, made a rustling sound, and came to the goblin wizard.

"You all stay away, I have something to discuss with this half-elf ranger from the town of Falls." The goblin wizard Malvasa, who was riding on the back of the Warg, glanced at Thorne's figure with her pale red eyes. said without haste.

The restored tiger man Sairu gave Thorne a deep look with a pair of tiger eyes, and turned to leave. Eugene the Ogde still looked sluggish. He sat on the shoulders of the ogre wizard, and he and the ogre The magic wizard disappeared together in the hazel forest.

"Steel Soul, Shadow Hand, Mofeng, it turns out that you chose Kendo." The goblin wizard Malvasa was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Why did you choose the profession of Kendo? Can you talk about it?"

"You really know something." Thorne showed an unexpected expression, and then gave an ambiguous answer: "It's not that I choose the profession, but the profession chooses me."

The fire-type moves of the Mofeng faction can make him clean up more efficiently when facing the vast number of humanoid creatures. The shadow hand faction is a swordsmanship that masters the ability of shadows, so that he can face any danger with ease. Face, and the Steel Soul School is more like a practice of will and martial arts.

Compared to Warblade and Crusaders, the more versatile profession of Kendo is the most suitable for him.

"That's true." Malvasia whispered to herself.

"Then let's talk about your situation." Thorne looked directly at the pale red eyes hidden under the brim of his hat, and solemnly expressed his inner doubts: "I sensed a profound sense of vicissitudes in your eyes, This is not like what an ordinary player has, who are you?"

"It's a pity that I am an ordinary person, an ordinary person who knows a little bit more than others, and an ordinary person who has lived many, many years longer than others. I am disappointed in you, half-elf ranger Thorne." Malvasia said lightly Gently stroked the wolf's hair, looked at Thorne with a slight smile and said.

"Then what do you know?" Thorne pondered for a while, and couldn't help but ask again: "For example: the secrets of us people? Insiders?"

"A group of people came to an unfamiliar world. You don't have to think about it to know. Someone must be secretly weaving a conspiracy. In fact, I also want to know." Malvasia shook her head and said with a regretful tone.

After speaking, he looked at Thorne with a half-smile and said, "As for the illusory beta testers, and why you want to know why I know so much. I'm sorry, but I can't comment, because everyone has something hidden in the deepest part of their heart. A secret that I don't want to share, and this is a sad story for me."

"..." Thorne glanced at the other party with a little helplessness. Seeing that he couldn't ask anything useful, he prepared to leave.

"Although some things can't be told to you, there are still some things that are more useful to you." Malvasia seemed to see Thorne's intention to leave, so she said: "You know the insight. organization?"

"I only understand the general idea, but I don't know the specifics." Although Thorne looked very calm, there was still a wave in his heart.

The half-elf druid he met last night also asked him for information about the Insight. From the look of the other party, it could be seen that she did not know much about the Insight Organization.

And the goblin wizard player in front of him seems to know very well, which makes him have to wonder who the other party is, but unfortunately the other party is always reluctant to reveal the slightest.

"You just need to remember the faction this organization belongs to, and you will gradually understand their true intentions in the future." Goblin wizard Malvasia gently raised her head and looked towards the town of the waterfall, but unfortunately it was completely blocked by the trees, and finally she returned. Lowering his head and hiding his reddish eyes under his hat, he slowly explained to Thorne:

"The Space-Time Insights are lawful neutral, the Astral Insights are absolutely neutral, and the Planar Insights... are a group of deranged idealists, and their camp is chaotic neutral."

"Thank you for letting me know, I'll keep it in my heart." Although he didn't know if these things were of any use to him, Thorne nodded slightly and thanked the other party.

"Don't be so polite, I think you are quite pleasing to the eye. It can be regarded as thank you for coordinating the relationship between Horn Town and Waterfall Town, and for your help today. This book about the skills of using the energy of qi will be given to you as a thank you. Salute." Goblin wizard Malvasia shook her head slightly, handed Thorne a not very thick book, and said with a smile.

Thorne's expression changed, he took the book and glanced at it roughly, and found that the handwriting on it was written just yesterday, and then put it away without a trace, ready to turn and leave.

"Wait a minute." Seeing Thorne turn around, Malvasia stopped him again. After seeing Thorne stop, she looked serious and said earnestly, "Just follow your own heart, actually The world isn't that complicated, you just have to remember it's a multiverse full of wonders."

After Malvasha finished speaking, she paused, and said solemnly again: "If our players can always maintain the most perfect advancement, reaching the Legend of Destiny will gain unimaginable benefits."

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