If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall!

The ranger silently thought about the ice in his heart, blocking the eyes of the idlers and others.

Thomas was tired of human interaction, so he didn't value the attitudes of these people. The relationships between people are intricate, seductive and dangerous, sweet and painful. He doesn't like to hurt and doesn't like to hurt people, so he naturally likes animals, especially cats.

Looking at the disdainful eyes of the people around him, Thomas frowned and quietly gestured to the dwarf.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking down, the gnome secretly performed a small trick of making noise.

There was another "poof", a loud noise much higher than the decibel just now, and the onlookers were frightened away from the ranger.

"Well, that should further reduce the risk of her being discovered. Thomas's attention quickly turned to his newfound gear. The green-colored cloak seems to have a bad meaning for all Chinese except Guan Yu.

The "Hand of Hildring" compound longbow had been tested at the speaker's home before, and it felt smooth and stable in the hand, making it easier to shoot than non-magical weapons.

Thomas traded the two captured Plague Daggers for nothing, and he didn't want to be stolen.

However, the spokeswoman asked for his old cloak and intended to keep it as a souvenir. Thomas thought about it, anyway, the cat that likes to sleep on his old clothes is gone, so let her be.

"I'm sure you'll be able to save Icewind Dale and Ten Towns from crisis once again, just like the adventurers who saved the Eastern Exile and Icewind Dale two hundred years ago! The spokeswoman said. In view of his lack of money, he was also given some warm clothes and furs.

Thomas wanted to say no, but now he really needed to take it. As the saying goes, "Yang is wrong for life at first sight", and it is not my fault that his appearance is "mediocre".

"Cortana, can you change the color of the cloak?" he said to the AI in his head.

"I think so, the cloak automatically changes color depending on the surroundings. It is infused with magical energy and provides you with protection against spitting, spells, wands, toxins, and more. ”

"Actually, I'm a little worried that this feature is duplicating the magic that provides the protective color - although I don't have enough spell slots to cast that right now, and I don't have enough mana to last long enough. But in the future, there are too many similar functions provided by the Ranger Divine Technique......"

"It can be replaced then," Cortana replied, "and, according to what I've seen of the images you've sold, there's a scuff mark on the neckline." It should be missing vital components to be fully effective. ”

"Ah, I guess it's the owl emblem of Monterey the Ranger, it's not easy to find if it's lost. ”

After the magical energy of the two pieces of equipment was coordinated with him, which is the common "recognition of the master" in Xiuzhen, Thomas asked Cortana to open the inventory and look at the data-based attributes.

[Hand of Hildrin Compound Longbow +1]

Compound longbow

Strength Requirement: 16

+1 hit, 2-9 damage

This magical compound longbow was made during the golden age of the Elves of the Hand of Hildrin and the Dwarves of the Dorne Caves. The warriors of the Hand of Hildrin proudly wield the weapon as a symbol of strength and unity between the two races. Although their fortress was successfully invaded by orcs and goblins after being sow discord and distrust, adventurers from the Eastern Exile resolved their misunderstanding years later and allowed their souls to rest in peace.

"They don't forget betrayal, and they don't forget friendship. —Ivany

[Cloak of Monterey]

Hide +5 environment

All are exempt from +1 resistance

This magic cloak originally belonged to the Drow Ranger's master. It undoubtedly possesses considerable magical power, but its effectiveness has been greatly reduced due to the loss of the magic clasp used to hold it in place. Unlike his Drow apprentices, who excelled at double swords, Monterey himself was more adept at using bows and arrows, swords and shields.

"The smaller the ambition, the less achievement. There is no doubt about it. I think it's better to reach out and pick the stars than to sit frustrated and sit there in frustration knowing you can't do it. —Monteglio Di Brogci

"Huh?" said Thomas, surprised, "Didn't the Montelian Cloak equipment description in Baldur's Gate game say that he was also good at scimitars?"

"The game is different from reality, and so is your character and Aberdell. ”

Thomas was immersed in the heart-to-heart communication with Cortana, while the female mage on the side was still worried about what had just happened.

"It's easy to break the mountain, but it's hard to break the heart!" Kurgal sighed long: "I feel a little bit like to move my heart, it's very dangerous!" NMB, how could Lao Tzu like this kind of waste?"

"Yes, it's all because we're friends! Just like other friends, we can solve our physiological needs at any time, enjoy passion, and not be too clingy to a healthy and safe relationship between men and women!"

Casually brushing away the poet's hand, which was still around her waist, Kurgal came to Thomas's side menacingly: "Come out!"

"What are you doing?" the AI-obsessed ranger gave her a cold look, but it was so uncomfortable to stay in the crowd, and he still obediently followed out.

Kurgal wanted to put on a wall posture to show her strength and initiative, but she suddenly found ...... Unlike the poet, this thing is taller than himself!

Excited by the cold wind outside, she suddenly lost the courage to talk.

Thomas turned around and was already on her periphery, shaking his cloak to block out the cold wind.

"Hmph, who used you to block the limelight. I have a spell to keep warm, look at your astringent and shivering appearance, let's take care of yourself first...... However, it is indeed quite a gentleman. She thought.

"Behold, behold, my new cloak!" he thought.

Kurgal's breath was short, and his chest rose and fell. She lowered her head and played with her hair shyly.

As if realizing something, Thomas looked away in embarrassment, and his heart was full of ice.

"If you have something to say, don't talk to ......" Thinking that it might poke his wound, Thomas swallowed back the second half of the sentence: "No need to thank you." You're welcome, brother. ”

Kurgal swallowed her words back and prepared to leave with her tail between her legs, but she found that Thomas had no intention of re-entering the venue.

"Oh, I'm waiting outside for Mina to come out, so it's fine. ”

Evil is born from the side of the guts, and anger rises from the heart!

Kurgal took a deep breath, and Thomas was worried that her top would burst.

"Do you want to be my man?"

Hearing this, Thomas's expression was stunned and even a little beautiful at first, and suddenly realized that something was wrong and turned into a frightened cringe, and finally forcibly turned into a sneer, not knowing how to answer: "Does he want to change into a marriage......?"

"Oh yes, I'm asking if you want to change jobs and be my subordinate......" Kurgal hurriedly explained, "You see we're both traversers, and you've helped me before." So I deserve to help you now. ”

She grabbed his hand and said earnestly, "The speaker has been missing for so long, and the sheriff has not been able to find him. It shows that the detection ability of ordinary people is not enough, so it is obvious that you solved the case. ”

"A poor man like you has changed his clothes today, and it is absolutely impossible that it is because of this speech, but because he was injured in a battle with a thief. ”

"If you can be under my wing, you can be blessed with my flaming arrows and other spells. I was even able to find out where the speakers were through a spell before, and then I just shot them to dust. ”

Looking at Kurgal's gentle eyes, Thomas's mouth was bitter, his already reluctant smile froze, and his palms became cold.

The person who was originally rescued by himself wanted to take him as a younger brother in turn, and Thomas felt very uncomfortable. Showing kindness to others allows the Ranger to enjoy a sense of moral superiority and satisfy his dream of chivalry since childhood, but the reverse is ......

"I can accept being helped by others, but I don't like being given away!" he sighed deeply, "I know you're a good person, but do you really consider me a friend?"

"Good guy...... Friend ......" Kurgal's already slightly dark face became extremely ugly: "Hmph, toast and don't eat and drink! Your brother who killed that person is sharpening his knife and preparing to take revenge! If you miss this time, no matter how much you kneel and lick, I won't let go easily!"

The female mage brushed her sleeves away, and Thomas's face was solemn: "I actually knew who the deceased was so quickly, and her intelligence network was very developed." Well, it seems that the danger level of Nadrow needs to be raised. ”

At the same time, the spokesman on the podium was saying, "The Neverwinter gang conspiracy to kidnap and assassinate the spokesman is a heinous crime, and a reward is hereby offered for his arrest." The Dead Rat Gang, though unaware, provided assistance and recently banned entry into Brinshand ......"

Although the gangs from Neverwinter are numerous and elite, their boss has a roundabout relationship with the bodyguards of the Neverwinter Lord, and it does not affect the bounty at all. And the Dead Rat Gang has the big guy of Luskan behind the scenes, so he naturally holds it high.

Ewell, the poet of the silver dragon blood, was holding the manuscript of a novel written by Kurgal, his mouth open and closed, as if he was meditating.

And his voice sounded in the ears of the deputy mayor who was more than ten meters away: "It seems that your plan to make the spokesman disappear and impeach for dereliction of duty has failed,"

"It's no wonder that this is the consequence of wanting to benefit and not daring to end up in person. ”

"Although you have contacted the Dead Rat Gang and the Neverwinter Gang, and let them ambush them in the Dwarven Valley. But it's not reliable after all. ”

"To be sure of success, I decided to take it personally. Prevent the Spokesperson from co-opting the Dwarven Clans and Barbarian Tribes as foreign aid, and kill the Virgin Paladin...... and damn rangers!"

The drow assassin in sunglasses was surrounded by no one who dared to approach him, and he was happy to eat pine nuts.

Although the poet's face was obscured by the scroll of the manuscript, he could easily see it as a deputy mayor with no experience in reading lips.

"Someone is going to murder my mother's new father-in-waiting, should I tell her, as a martial arts master...... Forget it!"

He decided to protect himself and not participate in the jealousy of his father-in-waiting.