The bright sunlight shone through the cracks of the wooden house, and the orange-yellow light scattered in every corner of the small shabby house.

In this quiet cabin, the two figures leaning against each other seem to have fallen into eternal silence.

Andrina lifted her head buried in Thorne's arms, looked at his slightly dazed face, a sweet smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "Sonne, what are you doing?"

After regaining his senses, Thorne lowered his head slightly, met her gentle eyes like water, smiled at her, and then gently put the tip of his nose on the sorceress's messy blue silk, smelling the fragrance emanating from the hair.

He liked the fragrance that Andrina gave off. This smell could calm his heart involuntarily. In this intoxicating refreshing scent, he also captured another faint taste, sweet and sweet, fragrant but not strong. So I couldn't help but asked curiously, "What kind of fragrance is this, it smells good."

"Idiot, you can't even smell the fragrance of violets." Andrina looked stunned and said with a smile.

Then he retracted an arm around Thorne's body, pressed his palm lightly on his chest, and said softly, "Sonne, do you know what the flower language of violets is?"

"What flower language?" Thorne stretched out his hand and stroked Andrina's waterfall-like long hair, wondering.

"Also, you don't even know the name of the flower, so how can you possibly know the flower language of Violet? How could I ask you such a boring question, I'm trying to embarrass you on purpose."

Anderina reluctantly glanced at the ranger who was a little puzzled, and said with a little melancholy: "However, if you are not such a person, maybe I still don't like you, my heart is a little tangled... "

"..." Thorne looked a little embarrassed and looked away from Andrina's resentful eyes. At the same time, he secretly remembered the violet flower in his heart. After thinking about it, he said again:

"What did you give me just now, why the sweet smell in my mouth doesn't mean to dissipate at all."

"This sweet taste will last for a day. It is a gadget invented by alchemists and is very popular in the life circle of high-level aristocrats." When it came to the small candy, Andrina immediately thought of Thorne's cuteness just now. expression, could not help but laugh out loud.

"Things that high-level nobles can enjoy must be very expensive." Thorne glanced at the sorceress unexpectedly.

"It's not that expensive, it's only 1,000 gold coins." Andrina said not very concerned.

"That's... well, rich and self-willed." Thorne, who was slightly beaten in his heart, muttered two words as if resigned.

Then he glanced at Anderina's pretty and moving face with nostalgia, and gently moved her delicate body away, preparing for the next thing to do.

He knows that as a professional who pursues great power, if he can't bear even a little temptation, how can he become powerful.

Why is it said that the legends of destiny are unique, with a name and a surname, it is precisely because they have gone through the most difficult road, they can withstand all kinds of trials and temptations in life, so they are called: legends!

It's not that the "legend" is powerful, but because it is powerful, it is called: legend!

After this pursuit goal was set by him, it never wavered.

"Are you going to go out?" Andrina said, looking at Thorne's face.

"That's right, staying in Waterfall Town can't improve your strength now, so I think it's time to go out and practice. Without strong strength as capital, I'm afraid that the gate of Sigil City will not be able to step in." Thorne packed up. Weapons and equipment, said to the sorceress.

"But if a person only pursues power all his life, and there are no people and things worth remembering and caring about, then what is the use of his powerful strength?" Andrina looked at Thorne's busy back in the wooden house. , said Yoyo.

"The place we can't go back to is my best memory, and you and Waterfall Town are the people and things I care about most from now on. Don't worry, I won't get lost on the path of persistence, trust me? "

Thorne hung a short sword with a scabbard around his waist and walked to Andrina, placing one hand on her fragrant shoulder, while the other held a few strands of hair on her forehead that blocked her view. Si caressed behind her ear, quietly staring at her watery eyes.

Thorne understands that ordinary life is also a kind of life, but ordinary life will always lead to ruin with a small change.

Just like his life as a ranger in Waterfall Town, he wandered in the wilderness every day, tracking down and killing all the evil creatures that tried to threaten Waterfall Town, and his cognition of power was not so strong.

However, the good times did not last long. With the attack of the hobgoblins, the lower city was covered with blood and tears.

Power is not just power.

This powerful force also represents immortality. If you are given a choice, do you want you to stand on a high place and look down on the vicissitudes of life with a smile, or you are willing to be reduced to a pile of bones in the lost life.

Thorne naturally chose the first one. He knew how difficult this road was, but he was determined to keep going.

Having mastered a powerful force, in addition to protecting the people and things that he cares about, he also won't worry about the disasters caused by those high-level troublemakers and unleashing some deranged ideals to the world, that's all.

Feeling Thorne's bright and firm eyes, Andrina looked dazed, and recalled some words he said to herself in the ruins of Talan Village:

This is a cruel world where the strong are respected. In our world, in that peaceful era, if your personal ability is very strong, you may be able to live a good life through hard work. But in this world, no matter how strong their personal abilities are, they are just as precarious without the corresponding strength.

What's more, those who are incapable and unwilling to work hard in peaceful times, here, you still want to be a hero, a superior person, a powerful legendary professional, do you think it is possible?

Obviously impossible, it was the other party's emotional words and strong willpower that deeply attracted her.

He helped her change her view of the world, and also allowed her to find her own belief and support.

"Then you must be careful when you go out, I don't want to see new scars on you." Andrina walked to Thorne and gently sorted his clothes and equipment for him.

When she fixed a bag of arrows to Thorne's back, she paused, then said softly, "I'll be waiting for you at the tower."

Seeing Andrina showing such a gentle side, Thorne sighed inwardly, that guy Carlos was right, his half-year outing experience, the biggest gain was not the inheritance of the Nine Swords, but the acquisition of The heart of the beautiful woman in front of him is his greatest reward.

Thorne sorted out his equipment, glanced at Anderina, and couldn't help taking her into his arms again. Suddenly, the refreshing scent mixed with the floral fragrance of violets lingered in his nostrils again, making him a little impetuous. Slowly calmed down.

"Okay, don't make it look like parting from life and death, it's very sad." Andrina smiled and pushed Thorne's body away.

After thinking about it, he asked curiously, "Son, actually, I have a question that I have been hiding in my heart for a long time, and I have always wanted to ask you. I will take this opportunity to say it today."

"What's the problem." Thorne noticed a playful look in Andrina's beautiful eyes.

"It was the last time we met at the bar in Winter City, why were you so cruel to me, and even cut a wound on my neck without hesitation? Was it because I was tougher at the time, and the sword in your hand would directly Stabbed." Anderina stroked her smooth neck and recalled with a little fear.

"This is a proposition." After listening to Andrina's words, Thorne muttered to himself, and was about to open his mouth to explain, when he suddenly noticed a sound outside the house, stunned for a moment, and quickly took the opportunity to go out to check.

"Roar!"

When Thorne pushed open the wooden door and walked out, he was a little dumbfounded by the scene in front of him, so he immediately said to his animal companion Fulongmon: "It's just a messenger, what you eat is not enough for you. It's stuck between your teeth, let it go quickly."

"Roar!"

The dragon beast looked at Thorne with a low growl, opened his mouth and threw the falcon in his mouth to him, and pouted at him again, as if to say something, and then continued to lie on the big stone lazily basking in the sun.

"Flapping!"

The falcon, who had escaped the catastrophe, immediately flapped its wings and flew to Thorne's shoulder.

Thorne stroked Falcon's feathers and found that there was no injury on Falcon's body. He understood that he should have misunderstood Fulong Beast, glanced at it apologetically, and opened the letter tied to Falcon's leg.

"People from the lower city?" Andrina smoothed her long messy hair and walked to Thorne's side.

"That's right." Thorne nodded, hesitated, and said to her, "Carlos' son is just full moon today, and invited me to a banquet to celebrate."

"Then let's go and have a look together and see what the descendants of our compatriots look like, and I haven't been out of the tower for a long time, so let's relax." Andrina's beautiful eyes flashed, holding Thorne's Arm said with a smile.

"Okay, let's go together." Thorne waved his hand, motioning the Falcon standing on his shoulders to leave, nodded to Andrina with a smile, and then sighed: "The birth of a newborn is very important to our player community. Said, even if there is hope, it is not a kind of despair."

"Roar!"

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Fulong Beast let out a dissatisfied roar, slapped the two dark red fleshy wings on its back that were extremely disproportionate to its body, and flew into the air to chase after it.

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