Path of Light.

Chapter 174 175. After the Prom
Claire suggested that everyone find a quiet place, sit down and rest.

Seeing a temporary round table near the edge of the ship, Claire and Roy took their two female companions over there and sat down.

The elf waiter graciously brought the drinks.

Martina recommends a cider on the rocks to Claire and Roy.

Claire and Roy decide to have a drink.

In fact, Roy was too unaccustomed to drinking like this. Seeing that there were only four wine glasses on the round table, with a few pieces of ice floating in the glasses, he went to the dining table, picked some fruits, and assembled a fruit platter.

He came back with the fruit plate, just in time to hear Martina ask Claire:
"Claire, what's the name of that piece you were talking about?"

Claire's capacity for alcohol was very poor, and after just two sips, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were also a little bright.

Roy put the fruit plate on the table, and Claire picked a few pieces of apples from the fruit plate and ate them before saying:
"Well... this piece of music has just been written by me, and it doesn't have a name yet."

Martina blinked, and the color of admiration almost overflowed from her eyes.

She said to Claire:

"Claire, what name do you plan to give this piece of music?"

Claire leaned on the chair, turned to look at Roy beside him, and asked him:
"Roy, what do you think?"

Roy would love to say to Claire 'whatever you...'

Seeing the two silver moon elf beauties in front of the round table set their eyes on him, they quickly changed their words:
"Since it is written to commemorate Lord Bernice, at least the name should reflect it."

Claire rubbed her forehead, thought about it seriously, and said:

"...Why don't we call it 'Bernese'."

Hearing that Claire decided on the name of this song so casually, the eyes of the two elf beauties showed admiration.

At this time, the beautiful melody came again from the high platform at the bow...

The young Silver Moon Elves once again gathered to dance on the dance floor on the deck.

There are also a group of silver moon elves who took the opportunity to gather around Claire, wanting him to talk about the source of inspiration for this song 'Berness'.

Seeing everyone's anticipation, Claire could only bite the bullet and say:

"Actually, there is nothing to say. A few days ago, Roy and I had this idea. In fact, the melody of this song was released three days ago. Yoram Heyer just happened to bump into it. Hehe... ..."

Afterwards, Claire talked about how he and Roy sat on the Black Pearl, looking at the seaside castle in the night, and naturally heard the melody of this song...

"... Claire, did you hear the melody of this song by the sea?"

The Silver Moon Elf who was sitting on the side asked with a look of surprise, but in fact, his eyes were more envious.

In Castleton City, the most respected by elves are artists and musicians.

"It's me and Roy!"

Claire emphasized it very seriously, but no Silver Moon Elf cared about what he said.

"All right!"

The Silver Moon Elf said perfunctorily.

A group of Silvermoon elves felt that Claire's experience was really unbelievable...

There were also some silver moon elves who secretly looked at Roy, envious of him having a friend like Claire.

……

As a cheerful tune sounded, the elves on the dance floor also became active.

Everyone took the initiative to form two rows, male elves and female elves each in a row.

The male and female elves faced each other, dancing briskly to the music, and more silver moon elves were attracted to them. The line stretched infinitely, and even rushed out of the dance floor, extending from the deck near the rear of the ship building to the bow of the ship.

Looking at the boiling scene, Martina also suggested:

"Let's go dance!"

In order to deal with these silver moon elves, Claire was already a little tired.

Hearing what Martina said, Claire looked around apologetically, then stood up...

The silver moon elves around saw that Claire no longer talked about the creation process, but was about to dance, and they were obviously a little reluctant.

Claire stood up and made an inviting gesture to Martina.

Martina followed Claire and stood up from her seat.

Holding her skirt in one hand, she curtsied to Clare.

Under the helpless gaze of a group of silver moon elves, the two walked towards the dance floor hand in hand.

Shirley turned her head to look at Roy, blinking her big pure eyes.

Roy had no choice but to stand up and make an invitation gesture to Shirley...

Roy held his slippery and soft little hand...

For the first time, I felt that this kind of dance party is actually quite good.

After three dances in a row, everyone became more acquainted.

Roy danced with Martina again.

By the end of the ball, many of the young Silvermoon elves were drunk...

Some young elf men and women accidentally become cuddles.

Claire was about to go back to the room and change the song slightly as Roy said earlier.

He looked up at Roy and said:
"It's getting late..."

Martina immediately put down the wine glass in her hand, and interrupted Claire's words:
"Otherwise... let's go to the viewing platform of the ship building to enjoy the sea breeze!"

Martina quickly gestured to Shirley from behind...

Seeing the gesture made by her best friend's hand hidden behind her back, Shirley couldn't help but sigh, and could only pull herself together to create conditions for Martina.

"Okay, I heard that there are different sea views at night in the outer sea..."

Shirley followed the words of her best friend and said.

She stood up first, and turned to look at Roy who was sitting aside.

Roy had no choice but to stand up and follow...

At least Shirley was his female companion in name tonight.

Shirley and Roy walked ahead hand in hand, and soon boarded the stairs on the side of the ship building.

At night, there were some winds and waves on the sea, and the Nautilus swayed a little. It was a bit dangerous to walk on the narrow stairs wearing a dress and glass slipper.

Roy reached out to hold Shirley's forearm, which was cold and soft.

Claire and Martina who followed did not go so smoothly.

Martina dragged her skirt and stepped up the steps. The stairs here are very narrow, because Martina held the loose skirt with one hand, and did not hold the handrail of the stairs.

While going upstairs, the hull shook slightly.

Martina sprained slightly and fell down on the stairs.

Claire stood behind Martina, looking at Martina speechlessly...

This flop is too obvious.

Claire obviously had the opportunity to hold Martina's slender waist with both hands, but he didn't.

Every time the ball is over, Claire's sisters get together and chatter: What a handsome young elf I met at the ball last night, and then they will enhance their relationship in this way, and take the opportunity to invite each other to the room Eat some fruit and drink a cup of fruit tea...

This kind of routine has already been used by Claire's sisters.

Claire stood there and blinked.

By the time Martina looked up to Claire for help, Claire had already stretched out her hand in front of Martina...

……

Roy and Shirley sat on the roof of the ship building, blowing the sea breeze for a long time.

Probably because the sea was windy, the Nautilus actually raised its sails at this time, pulled up its anchor, and moved slowly.

The captain stood in the bridge, stuck his head out of the window, and kept confirming the information with the crew on the observation deck.

Waiting for the sea wind to blow up the sails, the Nautilus continued sailing towards the northwest.

It wasn't until the Nautilus came near a reef that the sails were lowered again.

This piece of reef is not a small island, it should be the kind of reef island that only appears when the tide is low. When the tide rises, this piece of sea reef will immediately disappear into the vast sea.

The Nautilus was parked next to the reef.

After the ship came to a complete stop and lowered the sails, the crew began to pack up the things on the deck and prepare to rest...

Roy felt that it was almost time, so he proposed to send Shirley back to her room.

On this Nautilus, almost all the ladies are arranged to live in the ship building above the deck.

Going down the narrow stairs to the second floor, the elf beauty Shirley stopped, turned around and whispered to Roy:

"I have arrived!"

Roy stood at the entrance of the corridor and didn't go any further.

Shirley walked into the corridor before he went down the stairs.

Going back to the cabin and getting a good night's sleep.

Alone in the corridor, Roy could always hear some inaudible meowing.

Now he just hoped he didn't come back too early.

Besides, Claire would have better tidy up the cabin.

Standing at the door of the cabin, Roy hesitated, listened carefully for a while, and confirmed that there were no weird noises in the cabin, then took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The door opened.

Claire was in front of the hatch.

A magic table lamp was lit in the room, and soft light shone through the room.

The wick is a moonstone the size of a date pit, covered in a trumpet-shaped crystal lampshade.

There is also a music book on the square table by the window, and a quill pen inserted in the ink bottle.

Claire was dressed neatly, only two buttons were unbuttoned at the collar of her shirt, and she smiled and said to Roy who was standing blankly at the door:

"Roy, why did it take you so long to come back? Hurry up and take a look for me, how is the change this time..."

Roy walked into the cabin, looked around, and asked Claire:

"...you have been changing the tune in your room?"

"if not?"

Roy sat down on the bed and lay down against the wooden wall behind him...

If he knew this earlier, he should have come back earlier.

Roy is not going to help Claire read the score.

After a hard day, he just wanted to lie in bed and have a good sleep.

……

The cabin wobbled a little.

Roy was lying on the lower bunk, a little dizzy from the constant shaking, and he couldn't sleep well...

It seems that I am always wandering between sleep and non-sleep. When I close my eyes, there are always some bizarre pictures in front of my eyes. Countless lines are twisted together like wool balls, and they become chewing gum in an instant. , and finally turned into some dirty mud flowing all over the ground.

Then he found a figure stuck in the mud, he leaned over and found that the person struggling in the mud was actually himself.

The mud had covered his mouth, and he raised his head vigorously...

The mud seemed to have vitality, and it kept trying to crawl on his face.

Roy felt that he couldn't breathe, and he began to struggle, but everything seemed to be in vain.

Just when he was lost in the mud, the seedlings of holy light in his body appeared on top of his head. The seedlings exuded a faint holy light, and their roots hung down like chains, entangled Roy's body, pulling him out little by little. Pulled out of the mud.

Roy wiped off the mud on his face, and finally he could take a big breath...

Afterwards, Roy woke up from the nightmare.

(End of this chapter)