Path of Light.

Chapter 101. Priests of the Temple of the Moon God

Roy can understand Claire's warning to Roy...

However, he really never thought about developing a vigorous love affair with an elf nobleman.

The many troubles in Ms. Belinda's life let Roy know that there are still some differences between humans, half-elves and elves.

Claire sketched for a day, and he recorded every corner of the castle in detail in the drawing book. After a tiring day, this guy lay down in the tent and fell asleep as soon as it got dark.

Roy's tent was very close to Claire's tent. He lay in the tent, closed his eyes and rescued Castle Ellington and the portrait of Earl Amelia in front of him, as if he had eyes staring at him. I felt that everything was normal, and opened the curtain of the tent to look outside, and there was nothing special about it.

Close your eyes again, this time although you don't see the quiet Ellington Castle in your mind, you can hear the sound of "Dang Dang Dang".

It was the sound of the glass beside his pillow.

Roy stared at the water glass for a while, and felt that there was nothing unusual about the glass. Just as he was about to close his eyes, Roy suddenly saw the wooden cup next to the pillow move.

He sat up all of a sudden, chanting prayers continuously in his hands, and quickly drew the divine pattern.

A sacred twilight was lit in the tent, and the soul of Earl Amelia appeared before Roy's eyes. She said to Roy with a straight face, "Come with me..."

Roy's eyes widened. He didn't even know how long Earl Amelia had been in the tent...

If she hadn't tapped the glass, Roy wouldn't have noticed at all.

Roy put on a shirt carelessly. Fortunately, he was still wearing a pair of linen trousers. After stepping on short leather boots, he quickly got out of the tent...

Earl Amelia was already waiting outside the tent, he was in the shadows, only showing a blurred face.

Roy bit the bullet and followed, and Earl Amelia turned around and floated towards a narrow road.

In fact, at this moment, Roy also thought about whether to wake up Claire or Edith, so that Earl Amelia might not persecute him because they were Silver Moon elves...

Looking back and thinking about it, if Earl Amelia wanted to harm him, he might have done it in the tent.

Roy tried to calm himself down...

Perhaps seeing Roy's hesitation in his footsteps, Earl Amelia flickered in front of Roy, and put a finger on his mouth:
"Shh, don't disturb them!"

Roy wanted to curse in his heart.

But seeing the faint blue flames in his eye sockets, he would hold back any unpleasant words.

He has an extremely powerful aura, and he doesn't even care much about the sacred shimmer.

Earl Amelia walked very fast, and Roy had to trot behind to keep up. The light was very dark at night, so he could only use the divine twilight to illuminate the road ahead...

It wasn't until Count Amelia came under the bread tree again that he stopped.

This is where Earl Amelia is buried.

In the morning, Roy also came here with Edith to present a bouquet of flowers.

But it is midnight now, the cool night wind is blowing head-on, the branches and leaves on the bread tree are shaking, Roy can't help but feel like trembling all over his body...

Earl Amelia stood under the bread tree, staring at Roy coldly, the aura of a superior made Roy dare not look up:
"Are you a trainee priest?"

Roy bit the bullet and replied, "Yes, Earl Amelia."

She suddenly flew across from Roy, almost touching Roy's face, and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

"A little bit, after all, our identities don't allow us to communicate so calmly..." Roy expressed tactfully.

Earl Amelia had a mocking smile on his cold face, which made Roy realize that not every silver moon elf is so good-looking...

"Hehe, you still want to purify me with holy light?" Her voice was a little sharp.

Roy quickly clarified his position: "There is no such plan yet."

Immediately afterwards, he secretly muttered in his heart: "Because the strength does not allow..."

"Knowing how much you have, this is a smart priest." Earl Amelia stepped back, stood casually under the bread tree, and said to Roy, "I came here to talk to you. Chat, after all, I have lived here for so long, and no one can communicate with me face to face like you..."

Roy really wanted to say to Earl Amelia, "It's so late, I really don't want to chat with the dead..."

"I haven't spoken to them for a long time, and I don't want to scare these children." Earl Amelia stood on the edge of the platform, looking at the messy campsites inside the castle, her voice became calmer.

"I used to enter their dreams to learn about Castleton, but now I just want to hear what you said about Castleton."

Count Amelia gave Roy a deep look and said.

Roy quickly sorted out his thoughts, and then introduced to Earl Amelia:
"Currently the city of Castleton is divided into an upper city and a lower city. I think you also know that the upper city is inhabited by silver moon elves, and the lower city is inhabited by half-blood elves. I currently live in the lower city on Brown Street near the sea. .”

"Basically, I don't have the opportunity to go to Uptown, and I don't know much about the situation in Uptown, but my home is very close to the port, so let me tell you about the Port of Castleton."

Roy first talked about the port of Castleton, then the situation in the lower city, and finally the Elf Academy.

Roy talked a lot, and even his voice was a little hoarse.

Basically, it is about the life of the half-blood elves in Castletown.

In fact, there are some contradictions between the mixed-blood elves and the silver-moon elves in Castletown. The silver-moon elves hold more than 80.00% of the wealth in Castleton, but there are less than a hundred people who actually participate in the labor. ten out of ten.

Almost all the Silvermoon elves are managers, while the half-blood elves are the laborers of Castletown.

This inequality has been going on in this city for a long time. If it weren't for the elves' long lifespan, perhaps this contradiction would have been intensified long ago...

In addition, Castleton Port is a free and open port, and large foreign sea-going ships can easily enter the port, but the actual inspection situation of the port terminal is extremely loose.

The elves seem to be used to this kind of slow life, but this will allow some illegal ships to take advantage of Castletown Harbor...

Then Roy talked about the battle on the Sea Wolf that night, and Earl Amelia frowned even more.

Amelia handed over a cup, and Roy took it, brought the cup to his mouth and smelled it, it turned out to be a cup of mellow life sap, and it was the kind that had not been diluted at all.

He was a little reluctant to drink it, and wanted to put it directly into a glass bottle.

Taking a small sip, the vitality that nourishes the limbs spreads instantly. At this moment, it seems that the pores of the whole body are stretched open by that powerful vitality...

"Unexpectedly, the situation in Castletown is worse than I expected. You are a very thoughtful child. I think the group of silver moon elves sleeping in the castle have not noticed these inequalities. They may have I just took it for granted and adapted to this kind of life, and once some emergencies occur in the future, these contradictions are likely to be intensified."

Earl Amelia said with some concern.

Roy didn't expect that Earl Amelia had been dead for so long, but he still cared about the lives of the elves in Castletown. He respected the Earl for a while, and he was a real high-borne elf. The style they should have.

"Is there anything else you want to know?" Roy asked.

Count Amelia glanced at Roy and shook his head.

At this moment, her gaze became much kinder.

In Roy's view, this is simply the greatest irony. A trainee priest actually sat in the ruins of the old castle and chatted with a dead elf for most of the night.

Earl Amelia looked at Roy, crossed his hands on his shoulders, and made Roy feel like Aladdin's magic lamp...

"Roy, do you have any little wish? As your reward for chatting with me this time, I can grant you a little wish, as long as your request is not too high, I can satisfy you."

Count Amelia felt that Roy might not be able to make a request when he said this, so he guided him to say:

"For example, do you want a set of light leather armor for elf warriors... or a magic waist bag that can be used to store things, I think these can make it easier for you to experience in the Malaga jungle !"

Roy slandered in his heart, feeling that the elves seem to pay too much attention to these equipment and magic items in their daily life, as if they don't know how to live without them.

So Roy hesitated for a while, and did not accept these rewards from Earl Amelia.

"If possible, I also want to ask you a question. Of course, if you find it inconvenient to say it, just pretend I didn't ask it!" Roy said.

Earl Amelia stared at Roy, and said slowly: "As long as it doesn't involve the secrets of the elf dynasty, you might as well talk about it..."

"As far as I know, after death, the Silver Moon Elf will be led by the Moonlight Goddess to enter the kingdom of God, or become an elf in the form of a soul to wait for the next reincarnation, and you have made great military achievements in this life, and you are also a nobleman of the Silver Moon Elf, There is no reason to be a dead soul at all!" Roy said, "I want to know what's going on..."

"Would the priests of the Temple of Liberty be more curious about this kind of thing? Or do they care more about these things because they often purify the souls of the dead?"

Earl Amelia said with a smile.

She flew in front of Roy, the fire of soul in her eyes was almost on the verge of erupting, and the withered hand covered with sharp nails stretched out to Roy's chest, just barely catching Roy's neck .

Roy believed she wanted to break her own neck, and it only took a second...

"Actually, there is nothing to say. In order to build Castleton City, I let those wandering half-blood elves settle in Castleton City. In order to appease them, I also supported the half-blood elves to govern the lower city. Under the teachings, and these are not allowed by Goddess Elune, she believes that the hearts of half-blood elves are not pure, and I accepted these half-blood elves, so their hearts have become no longer pure."

"When I died, the high priest of the Temple of the Moon God presided over the funeral personally. Among the seven priests, four priests judged that I could not become a follower of Elune."

"I didn't want to be reincarnated as an elf and wait for reincarnation in the fountain of life, so I used some tricks to stay here."

"In order to let me be quieter, the children moved away from Ellington Castle with all the family members, but I didn't expect that it would become very lively here every summer. Fortunately... it only lasts for about a month."

Earl Amelia introduced coldly
"..."

Roy did not expect that the answer was that Earl Amelia could not become a follower of the Moon Goddess...

Roy is also very unfamiliar with the priests of the Temple of the Moon in Castletown, because they only help the silver moon elves and forbid half-blood elves and half-elfs from entering the Temple of the Moon. Long - Earl Amelia would also be rejected.

Speaking of which, the priests of the Moon God Temple really have a lot of power...

(End of this chapter)