There was no light in the dark room.

Thorne, who was leaning on the chair, was closing his eyes, and he was quickly familiar with the martial arts from the Shilong School, one of the nine sword schools.

The sword moves of the Shilong School focus on strength, power and strength. Those who master this school can even have the power of breaking gold and cracking stones in one blow, and they are also extremely good at transferring the destructive power of the enemy's attack to the ground.

Different from other schools, this kind of martial arts, which relies on absorbing the power of rocks and the earth to strengthen itself, can only exert its greatest power when it has contact with the ground.

Thorne looked at the list of moves of the Shilong faction and the practice points he had accumulated for a long time. He thought about it and finally chose three moves that were most suitable for him and could just make up for his shortcomings.

[Stone Casting Body (Stance Skill): The apprentices of the Stone Dragon School are good at using the earth to build their own defenses. They master how to mobilize their own qi energy and the power of the earth to improve their willpower, pure body and resistance. After activating this stance, the energy of qi surges all over the body, only the sharpest weapons can hurt you, and the inferior weapons can only leave some scratches or insignificant scratches on your body at most. 】

"Stone Casting Body" is the most basic move in the Shilong faction's martial arts, just like the "Bright Body" of the Steel Soul faction, the "Fire Avoidance" of the Desert Wind faction, and the "Shadow Beloved" of the Shadow Hand faction.

Only by mastering this basic move can you continue to learn the next skills of the genre.

As the foundation of the Stone Dragon School, the effect of "Stone Casting Body" for Thorne is self-evident. Just like the introduction of the move, when he activates this stance, it is difficult for ordinary swords to hurt him.

Moreover, he has undergone the baptism of dragon blood twice, and permanently obtained 4 points of natural armor. If the two are superimposed to the same, only the spells cast by the casters and the powerful adamantine weapons and magic equipment can give him. pose a threat.

Thorne is naturally very satisfied with this basic move of the Shilong faction.

After all, his most obvious shortcoming now is his own defense, and his inability to confront the enemy head on.

Now, with the addition of the Shilong faction, he directly makes up for all his shortcomings.

The moves of this genre not only greatly improve his defense, but also strengthen his attack strength.

[Tauren charge (strike skill): Launch an indestructible charge, when you hit your opponent, your charge with a huge impact can knock him off instantly. When charging, you gain an additional +4 on your Strength check, the target fails its Strength saving throw, and its body is directly knocked into the air. 】

[Ancient Giant Mountain Breaking (Strike Skill): You draw energy from the ground beneath your feet and convert it into extremely destructive power, and your next attack will be as powerful as a landslide. The apprentices of the Stone Dragon School can master the power of the earth and guide them to strengthen their own attack power. This terrifying force of destruction can even ruthlessly crush the enemy's strongest defense shield. 】

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The intermittent rain suddenly beat on the panes, and a strange and shrill wind sounded. Thorne looked up. He thought he heard ravens and crows hoarse, but it was only the wind from the Sea of ​​​​Glory.

Of course, there is also the sound of rain.

Thorne came out of the little dark room and stood under the eaves, the salty sea breeze whistling in the alleys of downtown.

He looked at the dark night.

The moon disappeared with its silver brilliance, and the stars in the sky also quietly retreated, leaving only the gloomy sky, which was a little breathless.

This is like the silent night scene of the gods after the era of contempt.

Although Thorne has never seen what the era of contempt is, he is subconsciously telling himself that this night scene is so similar.

He folded his arms and leaned against the wall, watching the pouring rain curtain. The sound of rain slapped on the eaves and the ground of the courtyard, which sounded like a shocking symphony.

Thorne turned and entered the darkened room, where a pale orange flame lit the dusty candle.

After a while, the tears of wax flowed down the candlestick like a small waterfall.

At this moment, he was sitting on the chair like this, staring at the quivering flames on the candlestick.

Life should be like a candle, burning from top to bottom, always bright, looking at the red and gold flames, Thorne thought.

No matter where he was, Thorne liked to sit alone in a quiet little house or in a grove, to enjoy a little lonely peace.

Because this can make him forget the memories of reality and let himself enter this world, as if he was the original inhabitant of this world. Then, with values ​​that are far from this world, he silently observes everything in front of him with calm and calm eyes.

This feeling of detachment is what Thorne likes and indulges most after adapting to this world.

Because this is no longer their original game world, every player left here will be injured, hungry, suffering, sick, and even face death and aging.

Thorne is no exception, so everyone has to adapt.

There are no desperate situations in the world, only people who are desperate for situations.

Sometimes, Thorne really wants to forget the memory of the real world as soon as possible, and let himself live here like an aboriginal inhabitant, as if he was born and grew up in this world.

He will contribute to the people he cares about in this world, protect them, or help them, just like his career as a ranger, always struggling in the first line of defense in the wilderness, tempering himself from the difficulties and dangers of defending the frontier skills to protect their home and their loved ones.

He wanted to deceive himself into believing that this adventure world full of swords and magic was his real home, and the real world that he couldn't go back to was just an illusory dream.

Unfortunately, he knew very well.

This is not his own world. He is not only a visitor from another world, but also has to fight for life here in order to survive.

Not only for myself, but for my beliefs.

So what's the point of doing this?

Maybe it's meaningless in the first place, Thorne thought.

Meaning is not all interpreted by people. Some people can feel the prosperity and decline of a kingdom from the ruins that have lasted for thousands of years, or see a person facing a sudden fate from the groaning of bards. of sadness and helplessness.

But what some people see is nothing more than ruined walls and obscene words after getting drunk with a lunatic.

Thinking of Thorne here, I suddenly recalled those compatriots who could leave with a smile before dying.

Perhaps, this is not a relief for them. Thorne thought.

Because in this world, life is so fragile, they always seem so helpless in the face of accidents, and they come to an abrupt end at the best or worst times. In the end, the **** of death put a stop to their lives.

Life is an unknown journey, the end point is not up to us, all we can do is to take every step of our own in this journey.

Carrying the sword and walking, walking through the bright sunshine, seeing the stars in the sky, encountering rain, dew, and frost, cherishing everything on the journey, everyone, watching the flowers bloom and falling, and looking at the clouds.

Thorne got up and left the house again, looking at the rain curtain, he couldn't help sighing:

"My heart is as clear and bright as the sky after the rain. Let those thoughts that confuse my mind disappear like this rain."

Time goes by so slowly...

I do not know how long it has been.

The contemplative Ranger finally received the voice from Andrina's message stone, so he stood up and moved his slightly stiff body, and walked towards the second floor with strong curiosity.

With the sound of light footsteps, the mice in the tavern suddenly became uneasy, and they fled in all directions, hiding in gaps and garbage heaps.

Thorne came to Andrina's door and was silent for a while. He didn't choose to knock on the door, but pushed in.

However, when he pushed open the door, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

Looking at everything in front of him, Thorne was a little overwhelmed, and he was suddenly silent.

In this long silence, the rain kept beating on the panes, and the sashes were swayed from time to time by the howling wind.

The bedroom that catches the eye gives a very peaceful and peaceful feeling, with a soft white bed, light blue curtains that exude a refreshing breath, and a slightly mysterious decoration with ancient carvings, under the light of candlelight , looks quiet and soft.

The owner of the bedroom standing in front of her is as beautiful and elegant as ever, but what is different from usual is that Andrina at this moment is not wearing that ordinary corset dress. Instead, she is wearing an elegant and luxurious pure dress. White dress.

At this time, there was no inconsistency in this kind of clothing that only nobles would wear at **** and banquets.

It even brought out some special temperament that she tried to hide, so that Thorne had an unattainable idea in an instant.

He could clearly see that the dress on Andrina was carefully designed and tailored so that it fit perfectly on her body.

The thin fabric was tightly attached to her delicate body, clearly outlining her perfect and slender figure, and the thin silk gauze was draped over her shoulders, setting off the flawless, slender and rounded body. Shoulders and lotus-like arms.

At first glance, the slightly plain pleated skirt is placed in the sorceress's inadvertent movements, and in the flickering candles of gold and red, wisps of silver light glide from time to time, like the stars flowing in the night sky. Andrina's movements flowed slowly.

With the light blue necklace and delicate gemstone earrings on her neck, it gives a mysterious and elegant charm.

If such a dress appears in the banquet hall, it will definitely become a presence in the limelight. Thorne thought to himself as he recalled a dance where the two of them appeared unexpectedly last night due to a teleportation error.

However, looking at that quiet, rosy face, he stood at the door a little blankly, not knowing what to do.

On weekdays, Andrina gave him the feeling that she was a gentle, kind and understanding woman, and occasionally she was a little childish in front of him.

Her beauty can be seen at a glance. Although she is not the type that can be seen with makeup on, and a ghost when she is removed, she usually just dresses up with light makeup without much modification, and her dress is extremely simple.

Still, Thorne believes that the sorceress is still the most beautiful in his mind.

Now, the gentle and tame Andrina in normal times disappeared in front of his eyes, and suddenly turned into a presence that made him feel unattainable.

Looking at her quiet forehead, the appearance of her eyes, and the movements of her eyelids, there seems to be an indescribable sense of nobility and strangeness.

Silence fell again, the wind howled, and the sashes swayed against the walls.

Looking at Thorne's cute expression standing there, Andrina pursed her lips and smiled, and took the initiative to greet him with light steps.

Following her arrival, the bedroom door closed silently, and the window sash that was constantly swaying by the strong wind was silent. The whole room seemed to be affected by some kind of magic, and the noise and rain on the street suddenly became silent. .

"What are you in a daze, don't you know me?" Andrina pressed her whole body against Thorne, the voice came from his ear, and she said softly while blowing at him gently.

The gentle voice, mixed with Andrina's breath, spread to Thorne's body.

Thorne came to his senses, knowing that the familiar sorceress had returned.

Then Thorne wrapped his slender waist with one hand faster than he usually drew his sword, raised her chin with the other, bent down and kissed her soft, moist lips.

"Um...uh..."

Facing Thorne's sudden attack, Andrina's body was tense with tension, her hands instinctively wrapped up around his neck, responding to his enthusiasm.

Soon, the soft and gentle kiss gradually became fierce, and a faint sound also sounded in the silent room. Anderina's originally stiff body gradually became softer at this moment.

In the end, he leaned weakly into Thorne's arms.

I do not know how long it has been…..

When the lips were separated, Andrina's clear and moving eyes were already a little blurry, and there was a hint of blush on her white cheeks.

"Thorn." The sorceress, who was breathing quickly and gradually, leaned against Thorne's chest and said softly, "Have your lips been hurt?"

"Huh? How could you... ask that?" Thorne's restless hand paused quietly.

"When I touched your lips just now, I clearly felt that you dodged very clearly. Are you afraid that I will bite you?" The sensitive sorceress smiled slightly and joked: "You didn't do this before. son."

"I'm afraid that I can't control my strength and accidentally bite you." Thorne replied with a serious smile.

"Is it...?" Andrina raised her head to look at the calm and calm Ranger with a long voice of doubt, then her face flushed slightly, and she snorted softly: "But the strength in your hands is controlled It's quite natural... much gentler than last time."

"...Because I have the "Double Hands" specialty. Thorne flashed, and finally answered a convincing answer to the sorceress.

The two cuddled with each other in silence for a while.

Andrina raised her head again, reached out to caress Thorne's cheek, brushed away his messy hair, and said softly, "Thorn, you know that there is a story in Corina Peninsula about two elves. A poignant legend?"

"No." Thorne replied.

"This is a story that happened before the turbulent times. The town of Twin Towers was called: Dawning Town..." Andrina told Thorne slowly.

When he heard 'Dawn Town', Thorne put away his sloppy mood and began to listen carefully.

"Before Dawn Town was destroyed, there was an elf wizard named Winster and another female elf wizard, Tijie, who had feelings for each other because of their long time together, but neither of them took the initiative to express it.

It's a pity that because the evil man in the Desolate Skull Mountains invaded the town of Dawn, the elf wizard named Tijie finally chose to devote himself to dark magic in order to save this stormy town, and made a deal with the undead king Orbis, while obtaining the power of darkness. , was also forcibly transformed into a lich.

A beautiful elf wizard, transformed into an ugly skeleton... Although he possesses powerful mana, he has lost his physical body forever..."

"Astral Insight, Ferryman, Winster." Thorne recalled the people he met in the Tower of the Dead in Twin Towers.

"It's a pity that Dawning Town was destroyed, the elf wizard Winster disappeared, and the witch named Tijie also disappeared without a trace..."

"What is the final result?" Thorne looked at Andrina's delicate face, pretending to be curious.

"No one knows what happened between the two of them, only that when the elf wizard Winster and the witch Tijie reappeared in front of the world, some people saw that Winster became a lich, and some people saw that The Lich broke free from the control of the undead king Orbis, and became the elect of the undead beauty, Lady Yeyao."

"Ms. Ye Yao? Immortal Beauty?"

"The undead beauty Ye Yao is also called: Eternal Lover. She is an absolutely neutral god.

Ye Yao taught that love never goes away, and if one can keep the body in a proper state, then love can last forever. Desire is everything, and the desire for love must not end just because of the passing of years. Those who love beyond life should pursue immortality under the blessing of immortality. "

"So, the true meaning of this undead beauty's teaching is: only in the body of the lich can love be eternal, right?" Thorne's brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Yes, I think so too, but I still prefer to read some legends about elves. However, this legend sounds a bit bleak, and I don't know if it is true or not." Andrina looked at Thorne and smiled. Laughing, whispering.

"It must be fake, don't forget, it is because of the long life span of the elves that they like to decorate everything with beautiful words and then beautify everything. In the end, they are all idle, so this Just listen to the legend, don't take it seriously." Thorne retorted.

"Thorn, you really don't have any sentimentality at all, but I still think their stories are very poignant." Andrina chuckled and put her head on Thorne's chest, feeling steady and rhythmic breathing:

"In our world, many beautiful things eventually become dull and mediocre because of life. Just like the routine and monotonous pace of life of office workers, it is difficult to have such wonderful legends like elves."

"That's because most people don't have the conditions to think about these boring things. A lot of people are trying to live as well as they can, to live a good life, and they have to live with the routine, the monotonous rhythm of life." Thorne Looking at the sorceress who was not worried about eating or drinking, she reached out and stroked her soft hair.

"I know... don't kill me." Andrina's tone was a little coquettish, then she broke free from Thorne's arms and stared at his eyes for a long time, and then a smile appeared, He said softly, "Thorn, do you want to see me do a dance for you?"

"You can still dance?" Thorne couldn't help but blurted out subconsciously.

"What do you think?" Andrina glared at him angrily, reached out and hammered his chest, walking lightly to the middle of the bedroom.

"Om!"

With a light sound, Andrina's fingertips flashed a faint magic light.

All the star lights hung on the roof were lit up in advance, and the little crystal brilliance sprinkled in this small bedroom, like a dazzling galaxy.

Dressed in a snow-white dress, Andrina gently took off her delicate moccasin boots, her slender and soft toes poked out from the pleated skirt, and as the thin silk gauze slipped, revealing Soft and smooth shoulders.

Under the dazzling starlight, Andrina, whose whole body exudes wisps of silver, looked at Thorne with a bright and warm smile.

I saw her lift her two white arms, and the sleeves of the dress slowly slipped down, the two arms were crossed by her on the top of her long hair scattered, and the slender fingers also slid into an elegant and soft gesture.

Andrina's perfectly slender curves undulate gently with her upper body, her slender waist twists in a graceful melody, and her hair that hangs down to her waist is like a black waterfall before and after her radiant silver body. Swinging to and fro, mind blowing.

Thorne couldn't help but stay where she was. She raised her head slightly, swayed her waist lightly, and danced so unhurriedly. Her movements were slow and serious, but she seemed so light, like a slow motion in a bright galaxy. The falling meteor, that beautiful figure, is like an elves dancing under the starry sky.

Suddenly, Andrina, who stopped dancing, gave Thorne another charming smile.

Then, a curvaceous thigh slowly emerged from the snow-white pleated skirt. She gently raised her right leg to her head and stood on one foot with a difficult movement, accompanied by the skirt and the black waterfall. With her long hair fluttering, Andrina under the bright starlight just stood there and slowly rotated.

Thorne watched, gradually intoxicated, as if he had forgotten himself.

When he noticed that the dancing Miaoman figure disappeared in front of his eyes, he immediately felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing towards his face, as well as the warm fragrance of nephrite jade.

"Does it look good?" Andrina put her hands around Thorne's neck, and as she spoke, she stood on tiptoe and pressed her lips tightly.

Soon, Thorne's defense line was pried open and penetrated.

The soft and moist breath is intertwined, accompanied by the charming fragrance on the delicate body.

Thorne felt the heat of his body and the squeeze on his chest. He embraced Andersina's slender waist, making the soft figure close to him, and then hugged her body and walked towards the white bed. go.

With the sound of heavy breathing and the rustling of clothes falling on the ground, they climbed up the high clouds, as if dancing together in a gentle dream...