Path of Light.

Chapter 120 121. Roy's Request

Roy stared at the night saber speechlessly...

I thought, 'This guy can really find trouble for himself!It's fine if you don't see it, but if you really walk away now, you will probably have nightmares at night. '

Nightsaber squatted beside him and sniffed the Dark Moon Elf, then turned to look at Roy innocently.

He patted his forehead, enduring the stench of the drain.

Roy dragged the Dark Moon Elf out of the crack in the stone.

Let him lie on a flat rock, took out a dagger and cut off the bandages on his body, and found that there was a cut on his right rib, and there were scorched marks on his body after being attacked by magic.

His body was wet, he unbuttoned the buckle of the leather armor, and peeled off the leather armor on his body.

The abdominal wound had already become infected, and the wound was not only red and swollen, but also festered after being soaked in water.

Roy didn't know if he could save him, so he had to bite the bullet and first cast the 'Holy Shimmer' to illuminate the surroundings, and then cast the 'Secondary Healing' to heal his wounds.

Under the illumination of a beam of holy light, the wound on the Dark Moon Elf began to heal slowly, probably because of the inflammation, the healing effect was extremely slow.

Wait until the glow of the 'Secondary Healing Technique' completely dissipates...

Roy thought about it, and although he couldn't help feeling distressed, he still poured the only bottle of life potion on his body into the Dark Moon Elf.

After drinking the life potion, the dark moon elf's face regained a bit of color. Although his aura was still very weak, at least his body began to function normally...

A moment ago, Roy almost thought that he was going to see the goddess of moonlight too.

Roy cut off the festering wound with a dagger, and then rewrapped it with a bandage.Cast the 'Secondary Healing Technique' again to speed up the healing of the wound.

Roy never thought of bringing him back to the Temple of Liberty. The Temple of Liberty already has enough troubles. The Dark Moon Elf would rather lie in the gutter than seek help from the Temple of the Moon in the city. It's been said and done.

This guy is a nuisance.

After Roy finished treating the wounds on the Dark Moon Elf, he used some stones to build a stone bed in the crevices beside the drainage ditch, and spread some large banana leaves on it. Get comfortable, Roy almost chopped off the leaves of the banana tree not far away.

With great difficulty, he dragged the Dark Moon Elf back to the stone bed covered with banana leaves, and then hid his leather armor under the banana leaves.

After thinking about it, he piled the few fruits he carried in his satchel beside him.

Only then took advantage of the night to leave the drainage culvert.

Roy didn't go home, but walked along the beach towards the pier. The seawall on the side of the drainage ditch is still some distance away from Castletown Harbour, and it takes about half an hour to walk.

Nightsaber did not run back to the pharmacy alone, but obediently followed Roy and accompanied him to the port pier.

It was lying next to the exit of the pier in the shallow water area, watching the elves passing by with buckets and fish baskets in boredom...

A half-blood elf fisherman passing by also threw a balang fish with a broken tail near the mouth of the nightsaber. He looked at the fishing boats in the shallow water area, but ignored the fisherman.

The elf fisherman found that he was bored, so he walked away quickly with the fish basket on his shoulders.

……

Roy stood at the gate of the port guard, watching the lights in the hall on the first floor, and the lights shot through the door curtain onto the stone floor outside the house...

He hesitated for a while before walking in.

This office is still the same, the wall near the stairs is covered with portraits of wanted criminals.

An elf patrol in uniform sat behind the reception desk, carefully wiping his longsword with an oilcloth.

Roy leaned over, thinking about how to speak, the elf patrol suddenly raised his head, saw Roy standing in front of him, and asked casually:
"How did you come?"

That's right, it was the elf patrol who frequently met Roy during several investigations.

Roy found that he met an acquaintance, and his nervousness immediately eased a lot. He smiled at the elf patrol:

"It's nothing, I just passed by, so I came in to have a look..."

"..."

The elf patrol stared at Roy speechlessly, trying to invite him out with the murderous look in his eyes.

Roy didn't seem to see the unfriendly look in his eyes at all, and put his hands on the bar, leaned forward to watch him maintain his weapon, and asked like a normal chat:

"Has anything happened at the port recently?"

The elf patrol wiped the long sword attentively without raising his head, and replied: "No, you're not here... You can't even see fish thieves recently."

"There are no fugitives to hunt down?" Roy took the opportunity to ask.

When he asked this sentence, he felt a little nervous in his heart, and he felt that his tone had changed a little.

He worries about:
If... the guards are arresting the Dark Moon Elf.

So... Do you want to talk about the hiding place of the Dark Moon Elf?

The elf patrol put down the long sword in his hand impatiently, frowned and said: "Except for the holy grail in your temple, I have nothing else to do for the time being. You are here to ask the progress of the holy grail's pursuit?" ?”

Seeing that Roy didn't defend himself, the elf patrol concluded that this was the case.

He rubbed his face vigorously, then raised his head and made a businesslike smug face at Roy:

"This holy grail has left us with too few clues. Although we are still investigating, there has been no useful information recently. Just go back and wait patiently."

"The Holy Grail..."

Roy suddenly remembered one thing, Master Claire Latin still receives holy water baptism every day!
He guessed that the Holy Grail might be hidden in Master Claire Latin's home...

But now Roy looked at the elf patrol in front of him, but he just swallowed this matter into his stomach.

He didn't say...

It's because once it is said, it is equivalent to a young half-elf suing a silver moon elf nobleman who has a great reputation in the upper city.

After checking this kind of thing, it's okay to say it's true.

If the evidence is insufficient, it means that he has slandered a silver moon elf nobleman, and he will be whipped.

And then he will be kicked out of Castletown...

Didn't Belinda want to leave Castletown?Then it is also appropriate to visit Master Claire Latin before leaving. As her son, it should be justified to visit Master Claire Latin together.

Roy was thinking about how to investigate the Holy Grail.

"Hey! Is there something wrong with you?" The elf patrol stared at Roy with sharp eyes and asked.

Roy quickly waved his hand and said, "No..."

The elf patrol stared at Roy for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, and said to Roy:

"By the way, something really happened recently... The sailor who killed Jefferson was caught by the military and will be tried in the court of the Council of Elders on Sunday."

Roy wondered what was going on, and when he heard him talking about this, he said speechlessly: "I knew this a long time ago, and I will attend the trial as a witness on Sunday."

"..."

The elf patrol picked up the oilcloth on the table again.

Roy left the guards with an embarrassing expression, and stood on the pier. The nightsaber, which was almost integrated with the night, shook its dark fur violently, got up from behind the stone pier at the pier exit in the shallow water area, and shook its long With a tail as long as an iron whip, she walked quietly to Roy's feet with catwalks.

Roy turned his head to glance at the night saber, and walked towards Brown Street.

Nightsaber followed Roy's legs, walking like a catwalk model...

……

Moira thought that she could talk to Roy about the stories in the Magala jungle at night, but it was a pity that Ms. Belinda came back from outside very early.

On the contrary, Roy came back from the outside very late, looking tired when he pushed the door.

Moira walked into the room with some disappointment, threw off the wooden slippers on her feet, bent down and placed them neatly at the door, walked back to the room barefoot, sat quietly on the bed, hugged her knees with her hands, a pair of smart big His eyes were full of disappointment.

In fact, she also has some things to share with Roy. The group of sailors who killed Jefferson were all captured by the military. It is said that they will be sent to the mining area after being tried.

Moira couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment...

When I heard the news, I was not very happy, it was more likely a kind of relief.

But Roy, a big idiot, comes back so late every day. Since that duel, he seems to have become lazy again...

……

While eating breakfast, Roy sat on a chair with his feet on the chair, held breadfruit in his hands, and looked at Ms. Belinda hesitantly.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Ms. Belinda wrapped her hair in a silk scarf, wore a leather skirt, and her arms were still stained with stone powder, and asked Roy.

Roy removed the breadfruit in front of his mouth, licked his lips, and said cautiously:
"Could you take me with you the next time you visit Master Claire Latin?"

Ms. Belinda asked with a look of surprise: "Don't you dislike painting and stone carving? Why do you want to see Teacher Claire Latin? He has fallen into a deep coma now and can only lie in bed all day."

Roy said with a playful smile: "I just want to admire the appearance of Master Claire Latin, after all, he is currently the most famous artist in Castletown..."

Ms. Belinda frowned, although she felt a little embarrassed, she still agreed:
"Well, I can't guarantee whether I can see Master Claire Latin, but I can promise to take you with me. I have already submitted my resignation letter to the art gallery yesterday, and I am going to the art gallery to retrieve all my personal belongings in the morning. , I will visit Master Claire Latin in the afternoon and say goodbye to him."

Roy's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Then I'll wait for you at the gate of the art gallery at noon?"

Usually, Ms. Belinda asked Roy to get in touch with more Silver Moon elves, especially those famous masters, but Roy always stayed away...

I didn't expect to make such a request this time.

Ms. Belinda was relieved, and felt more deeply that the child seemed to have really grown up.

"Okay, Roy, do you know the way to the art gallery?" Ms. Belinda asked.

"knew."

Roy quickly responded...

(End of this chapter)