Path of Light.

Chapter 44 44. Ophelia
Ophelia Shores Estate, Castletown.

The manor is located on a solitary cliff of more than 30 meters on the west side of Castletown port.

The castle-like building in the manor wraps the entire cliff, and the stone wall rises from the edge of the cliff, hidden in the dense forest behind the cliff.

This Baroque-style building is almost covered with mural reliefs on the exterior walls, and the main body of the building is repaired from white granite.

Because the estate is next to Castletown Harbour, the fish market and boats make it quite noisy during the day.

Therefore, it is not liked by members of the Ophelia family.

Only in summer every year, people occasionally live in this manor for a few days, and the gates are usually closed, and occasionally gardeners will build lawns and green plants in the manor.

In the summer of Castletown, the monsoon blowing from Xiansai passes through the frozen sea and enters the endless sea, reaching the entire elf continent.

Affected by the monsoon of the frozen sea, the port of Castletown will usher in a long rainy season. Whenever this time, the sea area around Castletown looks magnificent.

Come this season, the Shore Manor is the perfect place to host a summer night dance.

At this moment, a ball is being held in the manor.

Almost all young aristocratic elves in Castletown were invited to this 'Summer of Youth' themed ball.

The manor was brightly lit, and melodious and melodious music came from the edge of the dance floor.

The melodious sound of the piano can even be faintly heard at the port pier...

Ms. Belle Clare was wearing a light blue low-cut evening dress cut from magicweave cloth, with similar long silk gloves of the same color on her arms, blue crystal shoes on her feet, and a cup in her hand. Honey water mixed with a little cider, standing by the fountain in the front garden of the manor house.

Bypassing the fountain, there is a spacious open-air dance floor, where the melodious and melodious piano sound can be heard, and the noise is isolated. It is an excellent place for chatting.

There are many sets of tables and chairs beside the pool, and the young elves always like to chat together in twos and threes.

The cool breeze of summer night, the sound of waves in the distance...

At this time, Miss Belle Claire smiled and said to a handsome silver moon elf in front of her:

"Wagner, I heard you had a big fight with Steve at the Elven Academy?"

"Sister, you know?"

Claire raised her delicate eyebrows and asked in surprise.

Miss Belle Claire narrowed her eyes and reached out to touch his head, but he turned her head away.

"I'm just an exchange student, temporarily leaving the Elf Academy for a while, and I'm not deaf or stupid. Some news will reach me soon!"

Wagner Claire said rather bluntly:

"I'm going to beat Steve down with my own hands this time, I have to let him know how powerful I am!"

Miss Belle Claire stretched out her hands to hold Wagner Claire's head, pressed her forehead against the other's forehead, and said with great satisfaction:
"Being able to say such courageous words proves that my little Wagner has grown up!"

Wagner Claire was a little bit resistant, there were other elves around, he didn't want people to see him talking intimately with his sister.

Miss Belle Claire elegantly held the long skirt in one hand, and while responding to the call of her best friend in the distance, she warned Wagner Clare:

"This Steve was severely punished by me last year. I'm afraid he was thinking about revenge. You have to prepare well, and you can't take it lightly..."

Claire said impatiently:

"I know! Sis."

Holding the hem of her skirt, she walked quickly through the fountain, and Miss Bailier Clare came to the side of several best friends. These Silver Moon Elf ladies were getting a little impatient.

"Bai Lier, why don't you introduce your younger brother to us?"

"He's not yet of age!" Miss Belle Clare said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go dancing."

A group of silver moon elf noble ladies walked around the fountain and came to the open-air dance floor.

There are already elves dancing on the dance floor, and the rhythm of the music is very cheerful. The tinkling piano sound seems to be able to arouse the desire of all elves to dance, making them twist their bodies involuntarily in the music.

The best friend held Miss Belle Clare's arm, and her pair of blue eyes stared fixedly at a handsome elf nobleman on the opposite side of the dance floor.

Miss Belle Clare leaned close to her girlfriend's ear and whispered:

"That's Wolf Gokos, the leader of the Castletown exchange team, do you want to go over and get acquainted?"

The best friend glanced at Ms. Belle Clare, without speaking, and turned her gaze to the side.

Possibly the brightest young elves in Castletown gather here.

The best friend immediately focused on an elf in a white dress. Standing among several young elves, he not only had an elegant manner, a humorous conversation, but also a pair of clean and slender hands.

In Elfland, many artists care deeply about their hands.

"That is Yoram Heyor, a very famous musician and pianist in Castleton." Miss Belle Claire continued to introduce.

"He's Yoram! He's so handsome. If he can write a song for me, or play a song alone, I'd be very interested in chatting with him..."

The best friend wrinkled her pretty straight nose and said proudly.

"He is very arrogant. I don't know him that well. You can talk to Wolfe."

Miss Belle Claire said casually.

"Let's forget it. It's not like we don't know who he likes. Do you think we can compete with Princess Ophelia? ... Who is that?"

The best friend continued to observe the group of young elves on the opposite side, pointing to the elf swordsman with a Seruki long sword on his waist, and asked with bright eyes.

"I don't know him, he shouldn't be a noble from Castleton, at least I've never seen him before..."

"This guy is not bad... Maybe we can try!"

Miss Bailier Claire looked at the slightly raised chin of the handsome elf swordsman, and whispered, "I think it's better to forget it, he doesn't seem to like communicating with others..."

"How will you know if you don't try it!"

The best friend held the skirt in one hand and Miss Belle Claire's arm in the other, and walked towards the elf swordsman confidently.

……

"Hello, I'm Miriam Thales from Buenos."

The best friend of Ms. Belle Clare came to the elf swordsman and stretched out her little hand with black gloves.

The elf swordsman immediately cupped it with both hands, but he didn't kiss his hands, he just said plainly:
"Hello, Wilson Griffiths, from the Wax area."

Afterwards, he put Miss Milian's hand down, nodded slightly to her, but did not want to say another word.

"..."

Miss Milian bowed politely, then pulled Belle Clare away...

After firmly touching the wall once, Miss Millian's expression was a little unsightly.

After leaving, he was still muttering in a low voice: "Who is showing such an arrogant look... What an annoying guy."

"I told you earlier, he is not suitable for you!"

Belle Claire said.

At this time, the gate of the manor was completely opened, and even the music at the ball stopped instantly, and the originally cheerful music was replaced by a melodious carol.

A gorgeous silver carriage came from the manor, followed by a guard of fifty elf warriors, each elf warrior was riding a white horse.

Although these war horses have no wings and do not belong to the most famous silver flying horses of the elves, they have a handful of white feathers beside their hooves.

This is a mutant war horse produced by mating a silver pegasus with an ordinary war horse. Although it cannot fly through the air, it is known for its light body.

The silver carriage was parked by the fountain in the courtyard in front of the manor, and a red carpet was laid under the steps, extending to the open-air dance floor.

The carriage door was opened by the coachman from the outside, and a beautiful silver moon elf in a long white dress came out of the carriage. It was Princess Ophelia.

There was almost no expression on her face, and she looked cold.

But the moment she lowered her head after she stepped down from the carriage... When she raised her head again, there was that kind of spring-like smile on her face.

Ophelia still has some resistance to going to this ball.

In the afternoon, she was still in the study room thinking about how to change the teaching plan for the next class, but was asked by her mother to go to the summer night ball in the manor by the sea, which disrupted Princess Ophelia's schedule...

She couldn't go against her mother's will, so she could only take a bath, change clothes, and go out with a face of reluctance.

Sitting in the carriage was still a little sullen. Not only did she bring out a maid this time, her mother even arranged a guard of fifty elf warriors.

Thinking of staying in the manor for half the night, Princess Ophelia couldn't be happier anyway.

The elves dancing on the open-air dance floor spontaneously walked to both sides of the steps beside the fountain. Princess Ophelia walked up the steps, and when she looked up, she saw a group of young elves coming up to her.

Among this group of young elves, there were not only Wolf, but also elf nobles like Yoram and Garcia. The expression on Princess Ophelia's face was stiff.

Mother's thoughts... Hey!

She couldn't help but sighed in her heart.

He turned his head and glanced at the brightly lit port wharf outside the manor, then immediately cheered up and greeted the group of elves striding forward with their heads held high.

Even Princess Ophelia herself felt that the smile on her face must be unnatural.

……

The bilge of a big sea ship at the port pier.

When the hatch door was halfway open, ripples appeared in the seawater in the bilge.

The Naga Killer's body almost sank into the water, and swung its tail into the bottom cabin.

When he floated his head out of the sea, he began to look at the cabin seriously, and then he saw Roy and Jasper hanging on the keel vertical beam of the cabin at a glance...

……

(End of this chapter)