Path of Light.

Chapter 1

Roy sat on the granite fence by the bridge, with his legs outside the bridge, and the clear water of the Darne River merged into the endless sea along a straight channel.

A round of silvery moon in the night sky, the snowy moonlight falls on this small town.

The street looked deserted, with carriages passing by from time to time.

There is only two hundred kilometers away from Buenos, the city of Silver Moon King, the natural port of Castletown.

There were bursts of bells ringing from a three-masted sailing ship in the distance, the 'jingling' was very crisp, and it happened to be high tide now.

The time for ships on the pier to go to sea changes with the tide.

It has been more than a year since I came to this world, and I am really not a qualified time traveler.

Roy laughed at himself. Others can change their lives by cooking delicious food with the soap made from suet, the olive oil squeezed out, and the salt dried by the sea, but what about me...

The level of civilization in this world is beyond Roy's imagination. There are some gorgeous carriages everywhere on the street, and these three-masted sailing ships tens of meters long are moored in the port. This is a world of magic.

Magicians are just a special profession here. Roy has seen elf magicians in robes on the street more than once.

Roy felt like a bumpkin from the countryside, so out of place with the elves in this city,

Ms. Belinda, the mother, is a pure-blooded Silver Moon Elf. She told Roy, your father is a bard who wandered here, from the other side of the endless sea, which is called the Grimm Empire, so you It is a hybrid of elves and humans, but it looks more like humans, but it is actually a half-elf.

But every time she said this, Ms. Belinda almost drank a little wine, so that Roy couldn't tell whether it was drunk or not.

Roy felt that he was not. He didn't inherit any characteristics of elves, and his body grew very fast. Even though he often drank the sap of the tree of life, his growth was still fast.

Roy's house was on a long street in Castleton Harbor facing the sea, and the Darne River flowed under the bridge at the corner.

The location here is relatively low in the city, and it can be regarded as a civilian residential area in the city. Every time it rains heavily, the rainwater gathered from high places will turn the streets here into rushing streams.

The sound of ding ding dong dong came from the sparkling river, as if playing a cheerful movement.

Roy sighed.

Even in the world of elves full of magic, life is still going on.

Roy also wondered if this was a dream. He tried to wake himself up in different ways, such as standing in an extremely noisy square and shouting, challenging the pet of Mrs. Winnie, the proprietress of the pharmacy at the intersection of the street—— Saber...

Now he is sitting on the railing of the stone bridge at the intersection of the street, looking at the rolling Darne River, closing his eyes, taking a deep breath, and stretching his arms.

'Wake up, Roy. '

Roy, who opened his arms, imagined himself as a seagull, jumping into the icy river with a deep leap...

'puff'

The moment he fell into the river, Roy consciously went blank.

The cold river water wrapped his body, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still soaking in the river water, and his feet had already touched the soft mud at the bottom of the river. Climb to a step on the shore before exhausting yourself.

The stone platform here is usually where the neighbors wash their clothes and fetch water. Fortunately, there is no one at night, otherwise Roy might be embarrassed.

He was panting, lying on the stone slab weakly.

The wet clothes stuck to his body was very uncomfortable, and the slate was a little cold, but it made him more awake than usual.

Although it had been expected, Roy still felt a little disappointed in his heart.

It seems that it is really impossible to go back...

"Roy, is that you?"

Beside the fence by the river, the head of an elf woman with pointed ears and a silk scarf wrapped around her head looked suspiciously at the steps.

"Ha, good evening, Lady Gillian!"

Roy recognized that the elf woman happened to be Mrs. Jillian, the neighbor, and immediately stood up from the stone steps and answered with vigor.

"Do you need help?"

"Oh, no need, I want to try night swimming." Roy tried hard to put on a smiling face, his elf language was still a little blunt.

"Well, whatever you want."

Mrs. Gillian saw that Roy was still alive and kicking, and she didn't seem to be overwhelmed, so she ignored him and pushed the cart towards the pier. Now it's high tide, and there will be people returning from outside on the pier She is going to collect some sea fish from the fishing boat.

Ms. Gillian is Roy's neighbor and sells mackerel at the fish market on the harbor pier.

If there is anything about this city that makes Roy feel good, it is that eating fish is really cheap. Occasionally, Ms. Gillian will take home the leftover mackerel and share it when she is in a good mood. Give Roy one.

The fresh sea fish here is not so fishy, ​​as long as it is slightly salted, sprinkled with some pepper and lemon juice, the taste will be super after frying.

The elves here only eat fish and fruits, and their diet is very healthy, and it is rare to see fat elves.

Roy was walking on the street wet all over. When the night wind blew, he couldn't help shivering. He felt that running a few steps could drive away the chill. His clothes were soaked and stuck to his body, making running extremely heavy.

Roy's house is just across the street. It is a small independent two-story wooden building with no lights in the windows. Ms. Belinda has not come back yet.

The art museum is very busy recently, even if I go home, I just take a shower in a hurry, change into clean clothes, and disappear after a night of sleep.

An elf like Roy's age is usually still receiving enlightenment education at home, but his current appearance looks like a human youth aged seventeen or eighteen.

The lifespan of elves is about [-] years old, but half-elves like Roy are said to live to [-] years old, so even if they usually pay attention to maintenance, they probably won't live past [-] years old.

For Roy, he suddenly discovered that he could live for 300 years. This is no different from immortality. The journey of life is really long.

But for Ms. Belinda, she had to face the reality that Roy's lifespan was less than half that of a normal elf, and he might die before her. Every time Ms. Belinda thought of this, Ms. Belinda would Be sentimental for a while.

Ms. Belinda thought that Roy was more mature and could go to school earlier than other elves, so she decided to spend part of the money for Roy to go to school.

The Elven Academy in Castletown advocates freedom. Students entering the academy can take courses freely, and they can take some less important elective courses first, which can be regarded as finding something for Roy to do.

The elves in this port city live a very casual, slow-paced life, anyway, everyone has plenty of time...

Elves like to live a free life, fishing, growing flowers, singing, dancing, listening to music, and attending various parties, but living in the city will inevitably cost some money. High-level elves know how to enjoy life, Only the elves living at the bottom need to work.

Ms. Belinda is a sculptor's assistant and usually works in the art gallery.

When I’m free, I’m very free. When I’m busy, I spend almost all day in art galleries, just like now…

Pushing open the door, moonlight shines in through the window. Although the corner is pitch black, you can clearly see the furnishings in the living room. There is a wooden square table against the wall, with only two chairs. The floor of the living room is covered with thick Thick sheepskin rug.

There are flower pots in front of the window sill, which are full of fine white baby's breath.

Roy's room is on the left side of the living room, and the kitchen is on the right side. Ms. Belinda's room is on the second floor. There is also a terrace on the second floor that can climb up the steep roof. In my eyes, growing flowers is to cultivate one's own taste.

She kicked off her shoes, walked barefoot around the cream wool rug, and walked into the bathroom next to the kitchen.

Stand under the shower and take off your clothes, wash away the mud and water plants stuck to your body, and dry your body hastily. You need to save a little water. After all, it is very hard work to lift the water to the roof. This matter has always been Roy Responsible.

Roy changed into clean clothes, soaked the wet clothes in a wooden tub, and washed them before drying them on the terrace on the second floor.

When I walked up to the terrace on the second floor, I happened to see Moira, the youngest daughter of Mrs. Jillian next door, sitting on the edge of the opposite terrace with her hands folded, raising her pointed chin to look at the silver moon in the night sky.

She is a mixed blood of silver moon elves and night elves, her skin is a little gray, and she awakened the talent of 'concealment', the blood of night elves, very early. At the same time, she is quiet and introverted like other night elves, and doesn't like to communicate with others.

But this is the country of the Silvermoon Elves, and many Silvermoon Elves even reject the Night Elves...

"Moira, are you still up so late?" Roy greeted casually while hanging his clothes on the clothesline.

Moira turned her head to reveal a beautiful face, "I slept a little too much during the day, and I can't sleep now, Roy, I heard that you are going to school next week?"

"Well, Belinda thinks I should go to the academy to learn something earlier." Roy tugged at the corner of his wrinkled clothes and invited, "Moira, would you like to go together?"

"I... I'd better wait a little longer, I'm afraid I won't get used to it." Moira shrank her head and said a little shyly.

After chatting casually with Moira, Roy went downstairs and returned to his room.

The snow-like moonlight fell on the white sheets. Sitting on the thick vanilla bed, Roy opened his right hand and looked at the palm of his right hand. A firefly-like light appeared in the palm of his hand. He didn't know what this thing contained. use.

Touching the shriveled wallet, it took a long time to save 76 Kohler, thinking to myself:

It is only 24 Kohler to make up the fee for the primary appraisal. Since this is a dream that cannot be woken up...or it is not a dream, then it is time to plan for the future life.

Roy looked at the faint light in the palm of his hand, rubbed the center of his brows, and looked at the city outside the window.

……

The snowy moonlight sprinkled the whole city.

The elves in the city also have high and low places. The powerful live in the manor, wear gorgeous clothes, and attend various balls.

Ordinary elves didn't live in such a chic way. Half elves and half elves were the lowest status group in the city. Half elves like Roy or half elves like Moira were even discriminated against by other elves.

When the elves and dignitaries gave speeches, they always shouted 'freedom and equality' or something. In Roy's eyes, they were all nonsense...

But since you come to this world full of fantasy, you have to walk around and look around.

　I just applied for the book. Now that the application is completed, let's do it first. I'm back...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)