Half-elf Ranger

The town of Twin Towers gets its name from the fact that it has two tall towers.

More than fifty years ago, a large ogre tribe known as the ‘Blood Blades’ brutally attacked the Barrenskull Mountains and swept the entire town. After plundering the town of Twin Towers, it was razed to the ground by a fire. .

So far, in the decades that followed, the town of Twin Towers has struggled with rebuilding.

And this “Tower of the Dead” located in Twin Towers Town was finally turned into a pile of ruins due to Thorne’s exploration four years ago.

Another high tower, the Tower of the Seven Sages, was a union composed of about a dozen wizards of extraordinary rank in the town of Twin Towers in the years before the Blood Blade War.

Although the tower’s barrier prevented the ogres from destroying, the tower’s owner died or fled to safety in the battle to defend the town.

Under the guidance of the female lord Alvi, Thorne came to the Tower of the Seven Sages.

Constructed of pale green stone and topped by jagged battlements, this solitary seven-sided minaret stands out from the rest of the town, standing majestically amid half-height bushes and crooked trees.

“The owner of this tower is a third-order wizard, Sandcott, an old wizard, who calls himself the ‘head of the Seven Sages’, the president of the Twin Towers Wizards Association. A member of the Wizards Guild Except for the two second-order wizards who were invited to be teaching assistants by your waterfall town, the remaining five or six wizards are all first-order wizard apprentices.”

Alvey, who accompanied Thorne, introduced to him: “Although there are many commoners who are eager to join the Wizarding Association and become a wizard apprentice, the old man Sandcott blocked it with a large membership fee. Most have the potential to become wizards.”

“So, the old wizard should be very short of money.” Thorne said his guess with a smile.

“That’s right.” Alvie nodded and said in an uncertain tone: “It is said that this wizard from the Wizarding Union went bankrupt because of a failed spell experiment. In the end, in order to pay off the debt, he had to contact the wizard with the wizard. The alliance signed a contract and was sent to a small remote place like Twin Towers.”

“And so far, most of the adventurers who have settled here or the few wizards who have passed by here will choose to buy the spell scrolls and magic items made by him in the ‘Tower of the Seven Sages’.”

Alvey seemed to remember something interesting, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she said to the ranger beside her in a brisk tone:

“Of course, they occasionally undertake some work on enchanting magic items, but because of the high cost, they would rather spend more time going to the town of waterfalls than enchanting them again.”

“After all, this place is on the edge of the continent, and it is not as prosperous as the middle of the continent. Naturally, the advanced enchanting techniques he is proficient in are not affordable for ordinary people.”

Thorne nodded undeniably, and said indifferently, “The cost is not a problem, I just hope that his enchanting skills are as proficient as his apprentices have passed down.”

“But, I heard that half a month ago, you personally hacked to death two of his wizard students who had reached the extraordinary level, aren’t you afraid that he will deal with you?” Alvey suddenly remembered something, slightly Worryingly looked at the indifferent ranger.

“In the Wizarding League, those direct blood relatives may still have some feelings, as for the others…”

Thorne snorted coldly, paused, looked at the pale green tower in front of him, and said, “If this old guy had no problem with his mind, he would never make the stupidest choice.”

“That’s true.” Alvey looked at the ranger’s indifferent look, chuckled lightly, and then led him towards the gate of the tower.

The two came to the pure white door with the delphinium pattern, on which was hung a huge knocker that looked like a flat honey badger’s head, its mouth full of teeth biting a bite. A Ouroboros Ring.

The female lord Alvey stepped forward with ease, cleared her throat, and said aloud to the honey pot on the door knocker:

“Alvi, Lord of Twin Towers, greets you. I have something to ask Master Sandcott this time. My contemporaneous Emerald Tower Lord Thorne greets you. He has the same purpose as me here.”

After Alvie finished speaking, she retreated to Thorne’s side and stood side by side with him.

“Although Heskan Kingdom has a cooperative relationship with the Wizarding Alliance, so that the towers of the Wizarding Alliance can be located in various towns in the kingdom without paying taxes, but they also shoulder the task of protecting this place.”

Alvey reached out and stroked a few strands of hair that fell to his forehead, and said in a helpless and gritted tone:

“However, this old wizard named Sandcott has never fulfilled his obligations. In his eyes, apart from money, there is no motivation to drive him forward. So, this time you ask him to enchant equipment, I am afraid to do Ready to be slaughtered.”

“Then why don’t you complain to the Wizarding League about this old thing.” Thorne asked in confusion after hearing this.

“Have you forgotten how I got my position as a lord?” Alvey looked embarrassed and smiled helplessly.

Thorne instantly understood the meaning of the other party’s words, and he was silent.

After the two of them stood in front of the door and waited for about half an hour, the honey badger head on the door moved its jaw full of sharp fangs comically, flashing a faint blue light.

“Master Sandcott’s spell research has reached a critical stage, and there is no time to see guests now. Go back, my good neighbor, the Baroness.”

Honey Badger’s hair made a cold mechanical metallic sound, but when referring to ‘Baroness’, it deliberately raised the decibel of the metallic sound, piercing the eardrums of the two of them.

Facing the sarcastic voice from Honey Badger’s hair, the female lord was obviously used to it for a long time, and her expression did not change.

“You said what would happen if I punched this honey badger’s head?” Thorne clenched his fists and looked eager to try.

“Forget it, I don’t think it’s necessary.” Alvey looked at the ranger’s indifferent look, hesitated for a moment, and finally comforted her.

“Master Sandcott’s spell research has reached a critical stage, and there is no time to see guests now. Go back, my good neighbor, the Baroness.”

While the two were talking, Brother Flathead’s door knocker made a mechanical metallic sound and repeated.

“Shut up!” Thorne, whose ears were ‘buzzing’, couldn’t help but stepped forward and coldly threatened Brother Flathead:

“I’m not your good neighbor. I’m the tower owner of the Emerald Tower. Now I have something important to discuss with your master. Hurry up and spread the word, otherwise, I will directly demolish your broken tower.”

As a Thorne who owns an entire wizarding tower, this simple construct is all too familiar.

He can clearly know that the owner of the tower is absolutely hiding and observing everything in secret, otherwise he will not wait until half an hour to answer.

Any spell research at a critical moment is an excuse.

“Go back, my goodness… Wait a moment.” Honey Badger’s head knocker continued to repeat the sound abruptly stopped, and said in a completely different voice: “You are really the tower owner of the Emerald Tower in Waterfall Town, Suo Your Excellency?”

“That’s right, it’s me.” Thorne loosened his clenched fist and nodded slightly.

“Please come closer to the gate, Your Excellency Thorne.” Honey Badger’s head knocker hesitated for a moment, and as he spoke, a pale blue light flashed: “I hope to have a good talk with you, the tower owner of the Emerald Tower. As for that Baroness, I am very sorry.”

“It’s okay, esteemed Master Sandcott. I wish you all the profits from the spell accident insurance you bought from me a few days ago.”

Alvey’s tone was also inexplicably sarcastic. She waved her hand indifferently and reminded the ranger, “Be careful, Mr. Thorne, we’ll see you later.”

After speaking, he turned and left.

Thorne walked to the pure white door with the delphinium pattern.

The light blue light on the door knocker on Honey Badger’s head flickered, and the door opened with a gap that could only accommodate one person.

Thorne squeezed in, the door slammed shut, and he found himself in the dark.