Path of Light.

Chapter 23 23. The Elf Patrol
"You know him?" Roy asked in surprise.

Sabrina leaned over with her big lake blue eyes squinted, her long translucent ears were almost touching Roy's face, and she carried a faint fragrance on her body.

"He is Jefferson's friend, but the relationship between the two of them is not very good. Peleus usually steals in the lower city. Occasionally Jefferson will let him do something. I have met him a few times. Moira, you have no impression?"

Moira also brought her head closer, that delicate face looked extremely immature.

If she is a human girl, she should be only fifteen or sixteen years old!

Even the lips and cheeks have light fluff, which can only be seen when you get close. She looks very cute with her mouth pouting.

"I have never seen Peleus, but I have heard his name."

Moira shook her head and said.

Sabrina immediately put on a suspicious look and asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

Roy then explained: "On the morning when the Holy Grail was lost, I saw him jumping out of the temple wall. I didn't think much about it at the time. Later, I heard that the Holy Grail in the temple was lost. I suspected that he stole the Holy Grail from the temple. .”

"You suspect that he stole the Holy Grail?" Sabrina couldn't believe it.

Then she realized that she believed it a little bit, because Peleus was a dark moon elf with three arms...

"Well, it's just a suspicion. In fact, I'm not sure, let alone any evidence." Roy said frankly.

It was only at this moment that Sabrina realized that the three of them were getting too close, so she sat up straight and moved her head away.

"You should report these clues to the elf patrols of the city defense team." She said to Roy.

Roy scratched his head and said:

"Actually, I'm just skeptical, and I don't know him. I can't just tell the elf patrols that I saw an elf jumping out of the temple wall that morning. I don't know any other information. How useful is it? I was called around by those patrols all day long."

"And that morning, I didn't know that the temple was stolen, and I couldn't say that he must have stolen the Holy Grail just because he had a few basil leaves on his pants..."

"I don't want to cause trouble, and I don't want to frame good people."

When Roy said these words, he secretly glanced at Moira's suspender dress.

Compared to her elder sister Sabrina, Moira's skin was a bit darker, but more delicate.

"So you want to find it, confirm that he stole the Holy Grail, and then report him?"

Moira's eyes were very clear, and she didn't have the kind of defense between a man and a woman...

"No, I just want to give the portrait to the elf patrols and give them some clues," Roy said.

In fact, he also thought about telling Priest Reed the news, but thinking that there might be danger during the inquiry process, he decided to throw it to the elf patrols of the guard team.

Hearing what Roy said, Moira let go of her heart and said in agreement:

"Well, don't risk yourself."

The voice was soft and delicate.

……

Roy returned home with the painting.

He plans to go to the guards tomorrow morning to report the news to the elf patrols.

Before going to bed, Roy practiced the 'Holy Blessing' in the bedroom, but unfortunately this elementary magic is much more difficult than the 'Holy Shimmer'.

Even when he fell asleep, he couldn't improve the success rate of spellcasting...

Priest Theodore advocated the use of magic items to simplify the steps of casting divine spells and increase the success rate of casting spells.

Roy, who had suffered countless spellcasting failures, suddenly felt that what he said was quite reasonable...

Roy, who was thinking wildly, fell asleep wrapped in a sheet.

On the contrary, the particles of holy light floating around his body would always be caught by an invisible tentacle and quickly merged into Roy's body.

……

A ray of sunlight filtered through the window and left a spot of light on the wooden wall next to the door.

The sea breeze blew open the curtains of the hut, and with the crowing of seabirds, Roy struggled to get up from the bed.

When the weather is clear, Castletown Harbor is like a large magnificent sapphire.

Roy walked into the living room, only to find that Ms. Belinda was wearing pajamas, sitting at the dining table drinking a cup of scented tea made with dew.

"Why did you get up so early? You can sleep a little longer..."

Belinda said to Roy.

"I can't sleep anymore, I'm going to go out early!"

Roy responded, sitting down across from Ms. Belinda.

Looking at the sap of life in the cup, I always feel that what is packed in the cup is not only the nutrient solution, but also the heavy love of Ms. Belinda.

(There is a typo in the front, and it was written as World Sap. In fact, it was mentioned in the previous chapter that there is only one 5000-year-old tree in Castletown, Chapter 3.)
"What are you looking at, why don't you drink it in one gulp?"

Ms. Belinda asked Roy with a doting look on her face.

"This sap of life belongs to your quota. I have been drinking the sap of life that belongs to you..." Roy said.

"Hey! What do I think, the sap of life just makes the elves seem to delay aging, but it doesn't actually prolong life. No matter how much sap I drink, I can stay young, but you are different, you grow very fast, You will soon be an adult in half the time of other children, I don't want your childhood to be passed in such a hurry, you still have to learn knowledge at the Elven Academy, you can't look too mature than other children."

Ms. Belinda explained to Roy.

Her tone of voice was soft, very gentle.

As mother Belinda said, if the two of them are on the street now, people will believe that Ms. Belinda is Roy's sister.

Although she is already an elf mother, no matter how she looks at that sweet face, she doesn't look like it.

Roy held the cup full of life sap, raised his head and drank it down.

……

Leaving the house, Roy ran all the way down Brown Street.

There is no city guard station on Brown Street, and the closest guard station to Brown Street is on the wharf of Castletown Harbor.

Roy needs to detour to the pier and hand over the portrait drawn by Sabrina to the elf patrol over there.

The pier in the early morning is very lively and noisy.

There are hundreds of ships, large and small, moored here. Some large three-masted sailing ships are moored side by side in deep water, and more large ships are parked in anchorages on the sea surface. The port cannot accommodate so many ships.

The station of the guards is on the side of the port in the deep water area, probably to prevent these foreign crews from making trouble again.

On the fish market on the other side of the pier, there are some small fish stalls. It seems that the tide has not come yet.

Roy walked to the door of the guard, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

This is a small two-story building next to the wharf warehouse and grocery store. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a tall reception desk, even a wooden fence, and there are probably some rooms upstairs.

An elf lady in leather armor stood behind the reception desk and asked Roy:
"Is there anything I can do for you?"

Roy approached the front desk and sat on a round stool. He slowed down his breathing for a while before introducing himself:
"My name is Roy, and I live at 57 Brown Street. I went fishing on the beach last Saturday morning, and I happened to pass by the temple... Later I heard that the holy grail in the temple was stolen. I suspect that it was the elf who jumped the wall. So far I can still remember his appearance very clearly, so I asked my neighbor's sister to draw a portrait."

Roy described what happened in quite detail.

At this time, some elf patrols came in from the outside.

When seeing Roy, he would look extra extra.

The elf lady rearranged the manuscript paper in her hand, read it again carefully, and then shook her sore hands, and responded to Roy:
"I have recorded all these words truthfully, but you are responsible for what you said. Are you sure that what you said is true?"

"I'm sure." Roy said, pressing his right hand to his heart.

This is the movement of the elves to swear. Of course, this movement alone does not have the effect of a magic contract. If you want to be binding, you need to use a contract circle or scroll.

The elf lady nodded, took the portrait in Roy's hand, and said:
"Okay then, give me the portrait! Thank you for the information you provided. If we find something according to this information, we will give you some rewards."

Roy didn't expect to be rewarded for providing information, which was a surprise.

"If there's nothing else, can I go?"

"Can……"

The elf lady raised her head and glanced at Roy, and replied.

This was Roy's first 'report', he was a little nervous, and his palms were sweating when he walked out of the guards.

Being blown by the sea breeze, I feel that the whole person becomes much more relaxed.

……

Spirit Academy
Roy has two big classes in the morning, namely literature and history class and geography class.

There are only four classes for these three courses every week. There is no elementary martial arts training class today, and no geography class tomorrow.

The class Roy reported was the modern history of the Silver Moon Elves, because he went to the guards, Roy ran to the academy a little late.

When I ran all the way to find the classroom, the classroom was already full of young elf students.

Seeing the furnishings in the classroom, Roy was relieved.

Finally, I saw what a normal classroom should look like. This is a large lecture hall. All the seats in the classroom are arranged in an arc from low to high, and there is an arc-shaped podium at the lowest part of the classroom.

Roy walked into the large classroom through the side door, and saw that the front row was almost filled with young elves, so he had to step on the stairs to go to the back.

He found an empty seat in the back corner before sitting down, panting.

The half-blood elf sitting next to him nodded to him, but said nothing.

Roy quickly nodded in response...

Later, Roy discovered that there were a lot of female elves in the literature and history class, and most of them were silver moon elves, and the half-blood elves only occupied a corner at the back of the classroom.

(End of this chapter)