"Looks like your information is not wrong, but it seems to be a little late. As soon as Trixisi went out, she returned to her cold beauty appearance and said with a little sarcasm. This was a departure from her usual aloof style, and if it weren't for the involvement of Olethea, Trixi's emotions wouldn't have been so obvious.

"But it's not too late, is it?" Gondor found Tricis not long ago, six days and seventeen hours ago, to be exact. It was he who told Trithea that she had met her sister Olesia in Rock Ridge City, and that allowed Olesia to find Trithis in less than a month. Otherwise, with Trixi's caution, how could she suddenly change her cautious and cautious temperament in less than a week, and began to wander around Rock Ridge City, leaving many clues along the way, most of course, marks that only Olesia could understand. However, Trixi's patience is unbelievably good when it comes to finding Olesia.

Gondor left the clan before Trixis and became a bounty hunter. Relying on the innate assassination skills of the Daranel clan and the extremely high mission completion rate, the ruthless Gondor soon gained a lot of fame. And at this time, the cold and arrogant Trixis came into his sight. It's not that Trixi's cold appearance and slightly darker temperament attracted him, in fact, Gondor himself killed no less than twenty beautiful women, including noble and elegant maidens, simple peasant girls in the countryside, and pure and delicate elves.

Trixis, on the other hand, was noticed by Gondor because of her ruthlessness and precision in archery. Fierce from the well-known elven style, she has the patience of a hungry wolf and the stubbornness of elves that can only be seen in art, and the prey she is targeted, even in the heat of summer, the gorgeous soft velvet quilt cannot alleviate the cold that penetrates deep into the bone marrow of the nobles with dirty blood. The huge contrast between her and ordinary elves made many people notice her, and the name "Dark Ranger" began to slowly become known to everyone. As bounty hunters, the soft-hearted elves have never been in line with their aesthetics, and their beautiful appearance does not impress their hearts like hard diamonds.

During a chance mission, Gondor met Traxise a few times. Whether it's working together or individually. Her outstanding prowess was recognized by Gondor, especially when she found the same feeling as herself, loneliness.

Perhaps by coincidence, Trichis happened to be a little bit of a fit with Gondor. Of course, the difference between this is just that he is reluctant to talk to others, and he is barely able to speak with Gondor.

"It's a pity that your intelligence isn't worth it for my magic. Trixise said coldly, her gray lips looking like a thin layer of ice at the moment, and the chilling longbow coldly rejected anyone who tried to get closer. She couldn't accept that Gondor didn't tell herself immediately after meeting Oraceia, but that he had been delayed for a long time, and although Gondor didn't have that obligation, he also couldn't get the reward he deserved.

Gondor shook his head in the slightest motion, not caring about the defeat in the slightest. In fact, he didn't have much hope for it, he just regarded it as an accidental gamble, and he didn't particularly care about winning or losing, otherwise how could he have found Trixie a week ago with his skills.

In a few rare conversations, Gondor learns that Trixis has a sister she loves very much. Although she didn't bother to talk much on the subject, it wasn't hard to come to this conclusion from her usual dismissive look at other things. So when Gondor first met Olesia in the tavern of Rock Ridge, he thought that maybe the news would pay him well. After all, if he remembered correctly, Trixis had said that her sister should be staying in Silvermoon City at the moment, how could a well-behaved elf girl leave the sacred music forest in the elves' hearts for no reason and run to the front line of the battlefield where blood and fire were flying.

There was silence between the two again, and it was estimated that Olethea should have eaten almost, and Trixie turned her back to Gondor and said, "You can get an extra share of the loot after that." Then he walked straight into the tavern.

Gondor didn't seem to have a problem with this, and although he didn't get the silence magic that the Assassin had coveted, since Trixis said so, it meant that within a few days, Trixis agreed to form a temporary team with him to complete everything that could be rewarded, such as bounties. Getting such a cheap thug was also within the acceptable range for Gondor.

The sisters had just been reunited, and after Olethea had eaten her fill, she just wanted to lie back and stay still like a lazy kitten. So after hastily handing over the mission and buying supplies, Trixise decided to enter the room to accompany Olethea at this time in the evening, which was already a rare move in her philosophy of time and money, and Gondor was up to him.

The well-fed Olethea lay on the bed without a figure, her pale blue eyes radiating with contentment, and from the inside out, there was a joy that was hard to ignore. Trixie sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked at her, and the two girls with completely different temperaments were now harmoniously like twins sent by God, forming a beautiful picture that the world's most brilliant painter could hardly paint.

The setting sun shines through the small oak window, and the speckled circles of light illuminate Olethea's blonde hair even more charmingly. Trixie stared at Olethea, "You must have had a hard time coming out of Silvermoon City. "Without me, you must have suffered a lot.

Olesia frowned slightly, obviously reluctant to recall the bad experience. "Well, it's ...... Well, none of the clansmen have done a dead hand. ”

"It's because of me. Trixi's cold voice sounded in her ears, but Olesia's body suddenly trembled. After a deathly silence, Olesia sat up sharply, her waving blonde hair shining brightly, shattering the silence.

Trixis sat quietly on the edge of the bed, but the dazzling light never pierced the darkness around her. Only star-like eyes were silently watching Olethea.

"They all said that sister, you have deviated from the essence of the elves, bloodlust and killing have eroded your soul, and naturally they can no longer tolerate you. In the outer world, you have truly fallen into the dark spirits. I, I don't believe it, they don't listen to me, and they say that it must be your father's reason that makes you like this. So they all said that for my own good, they wouldn't let me leave the Silvermoon Forest. Olesia choked up, tears running down her cheeks and wetting the sheets. The whole room had disappeared from the warmth, and when the sunlight had dissipated, only the deep, mournful endless waters of the sea were its true face.

Trixie laughed self-deprecatingly, she couldn't judge what her people were doing, and she really didn't have the energy to reason with them anymore. Elves' deep-seated stubbornness and pride were grasped as early as she was born. She sat down on the bed and reached out to take Olesia into her arms. "That's why I tried my best to escape, the era of the Elven Empire has passed, and the arrogance of the Elves can't bring them enough rewards. Are you doing well in Silvermoon City?" and Mother, how is she doing?

Olethea's body stiffened for a moment before she softened and rubbed into Trixi's arms, "During those days, I always wondered why you left me and my mother so resolutely, and my mother didn't stop you, my mother loved you so much. With that, Olesia squeezed into Trixi's arms. "However, after all, Mother is the best woman in the world, she is like the moon well, she is cold and haughty, she will always have infinite love and tolerance for us. So I've been working my archery skills, and I hope to do it someday in the future. Although they restrict my freedom, they will not care about me as long as I am within my boundaries. Eventually, as I continued to experience the power of the wind, I gathered enough strength to escape when they were slackening. ”

Trixi's hand tightened unconsciously. "Is there anything wrong with you, are you hurt?" she knew that the process wasn't as frivolous as Olesia had suggested, even though she believed her sister was the best wind elemental affinity in the world.

Oraceia shook her head. "No, none of them have done anything dead, after all, it's not as big as the hindrance that my sister received when she left. Olesia's pale blue eyes suddenly lost their brilliance. It's just that my mother has been depressed, except for Sister Suna, who has some friends who have a good relationship with my mother, and my mother rarely smiles, but often looks at what her father left behind. They all said that their mother no longer had the style she used to be, and even those friends kept comforting their mother when they came. In fact...... In fact, in my heart, she will always be the best mother. Tears were so clear that they were heart-wrenching and flowed down Olesia's smooth cheeks.

Mother...... Trixie felt bitter in her heart, and she rested her chin on Olethea's head and closed her eyes, her dark skin looking even paler.

"I'll prove we're right......"

As one of the longest-lived races in the world, she has brought out the agility and agility of the elves to the fullest throughout her long years. The chilling longbow and dark skin under the black cloak became her trademark.

Trixis, a child born of a combination of dark elves and pure-blood elves, combines the best of both worlds. Darkness did not consume her heart, but gave her the power to freeze everything and the silence that silenced the world. Her mother's excellent bloodline gave her far superior archery skills, even if you look at the entire continent, the name of the Dark Ranger was enough to reach the pinnacle of archers in that era, and her archery skills even resonated with those around her.

In the Second War of the Dead, she stood side by side with Bounty Hunter Gondor, Orecia the Windranger, Davion the Dragon Knight, and others, lighting up the eyes of all beings like stars. As a ranger and a longbow, she has changed the history of elves and the world's perception of rangers.

- The Twelve Rangers