Path of Light.

Chapter 48 49. Teacher
Claire was a little dumbfounded...

Because he saw Roy.

Roy was standing outside the gate in a badly fitting suit, badly wounded.

He was stopped by the elf guard at the door. Although Roy tried his best to explain, the elf guard did not let Roy enter the manor anyway.

'Steve of Gannie's...'

Although Roy had a lot of bandages on his body in the morning, he was definitely not as embarrassed as he is now. He looked really miserable...

And the culprit who caused all this, Claire directly defined him as Steve.

That guy is the seed of evil, the source of evil...

"Roy, did Steve find someone to do it, damn it, open the door."

Claire shook the big iron gate frantically, and shouted at the elf guards outside.

The young elves who were chatting with Claire also ran over at this time and stood behind Claire. They had never seen that Claire, who had a delicate face and was even a bit too feminine, had such a rough side.

The door was pushed open by the elf guards...

Claire rushed out.

"Claire, why are you here?"

Roy didn't expect to see Claire here, so he greeted him and walked inside.

The elf guard at the door wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Claire's words, "This is my friend".

The two elf guards who followed behind did not dare to take it lightly, and continued to follow Roy closely.

They didn't step forward to stop them, but they were slightly relieved to see that there were elf nobles who knew Roy in the manor.

Roy didn't want to waste time at the door, he walked in quickly...

Claire chased after her and said loudly:
"Of course I'm here to attend the dance... Steve is here too, I saw him just now, let's go, let's go find him together!"

The group of young elf nobles following Claire were still at a loss, but they were stimulated by Claire's words, and screamed with excitement.

They never knew Claire had such a violent side.

Roy was a little helpless. Although his whole body hurt, he was panting and exhausted, but he stopped, put his hands on Claire's shoulders, and said to him very seriously:

"Uh, please listen to me carefully, Claire, it's not Steve this time, to be precise, I encountered a little trouble, my friend was detained by a group of slave traders on a ship, I hope to see Ophelia Princess, I want to ask her to do me a favor..."

"His Royal Highness, she is dancing in the manor, I will take you there."

Claire took Roy's arm and ran into the manor with him.

A few young elves followed. Everyone heard that there were slave traders in the port, and some elves were detained on the ship. Filled with righteous indignation, they all followed behind as if they had been beaten.

There hasn't been any decent news from the Port of Castletown for a long time...

Roy rushed to the edge of the dance floor in one breath, and saw a group of elf nobles dancing on the dance floor to the soothing music. Everyone was wearing exquisite dresses, chatting together in twos and threes outside the dance floor.

Some elves standing on the edge of the dance floor saw Roy in a mess, and were very curious about how this human broke into the manor...

Some noble ladies backed away in horror.

Immediately, some young elves came up next to the dance floor, trying to stop this uninvited guest...

Looking at the dazzling dance floor in front of him, Roy stood on the edge of the dance floor, and couldn't find the Princess Ophelia that Simpson Squadron Leader mentioned.

At this time, the two elf guards following behind also took the initiative to come over.

In fact, they were also worried that the story Roy wove was actually a lie, and the real purpose was to make trouble...

Claire saw Roy's embarrassment. He stood at the edge of the dance floor a little at a loss, so he took Roy's arm and said:

"Follow me, Her Royal Highness is over there..."

On the dance floor, more and more noble elves noticed the change here.

Even Steve, who was chatting with his friends in the corner, stretched his neck and looked this way...

Ms. Belle Claire let go of the elf nobleman, and was a little surprised to see her younger brother rushing into the dance floor with a human being covered in injuries, walking towards Princess Ophelia...

My good friend Miss Milian Thales pulled Belle's arm, covered her mouth and asked secretly:

"Bai Lier, what is your brother doing?"

Bai Lier shook her head, pushed aside the crowd, and chased after Wagner Claire.

She worried that her brother would do something irrational at the dance.

A tall young elf stood out from the crowd first, stopped in front of Roy and Claire, stared at Roy with an unfriendly expression and asked:
"Who are you? I wonder if you have an invitation letter for this dance?"

"Wolf, this is my friend Roy, he wants to see Princess Ophelia, he encountered trouble at the port pier..."

Claire said loudly to the young man who blocked their way.

At this time, the music of the ball had stopped, and all the elves on the dance floor looked towards this side. No one knew what happened, and only saw a human being covered in injuries appearing at the ball.

Princess Ophelia also heard the shouts from this side. She avoided Earl Wilson Griffiths, who was trying to block her with her body, and walked towards the crowd gathering with her long skirt.

Seeing Princess Ophelia approaching, the elves standing in front of her retreated to both sides.

Until Princess Ophelia walked in front of Claire and Roy, she didn't know this young elf from the Claire family.

But when she saw Roy, she immediately recognized this half-elf in the academy who dared to question her teaching methods behind her back——

A note in the register stated that he was a half-elf and his name was Roy, which she remembered well.

But Roy in front of him was covered in injuries, and if it wasn't for Claire helping him, he might not be able to stand still.

"Roy, this is Her Royal Highness Princess Ophelia!"

Claire whispered something in Roy's ear.

He immediately supported his friend to salute Princess Ophelia.

Roy was actually a little dumbfounded at this time.

He didn't expect that Princess Ophelia, who rushed to the ball tonight to meet, was actually a teacher of the modern history of elves.

Although he knew that the teacher of the literature and history department was also called Princess Ophelia, he just didn't think about it.

"Princess Ophelia... Teacher!" Roy said stutteringly.

In fact, if Roy just greets Princess Ophelia.

Everyone will feel nothing.

But this teacher, it is tantamount to narrowing the relationship between him and Princess Ophelia.

Princess Ophelia stared at the half-elf in front of her...

He is really his student, but for students like him, the college will arrange two hundred students for her every year, and at least half of them will not be able to call out their names when they graduate...

"Roy, do you want to see me?"

Princess Ophelia asked suspiciously.

Not only Roy was taken aback, but the elves and nobles were also very surprised. Princess Ophelia actually called out this person's name...

Roy finally had such a rare opportunity, of course he couldn't miss it:

"Teacher, I met... at night, and now my companion, Jasper, an apprentice priest from the Temple of Liberty, is still trapped in that boat."

Roy recounted what happened that night in front of everyone.

When they heard that there was a slave ship moored in the port, the young elves and nobles around them also changed their colors.

The young elves surrounding them began to discuss, and everyone couldn't figure out who gave these slave traders the courage to dock their ships at Castleton Harbor so openly, not only that, but also Dare to hijack Castletown elves on the docks...

"Understood!"

Princess Ophelia finally knew how the student in front of her was able to break into the manor, and then calmly asked the elf guards:
"Where's your captain?"

Before the words fell, Squadron Captain Simpson had already stepped out of the crowd and saluted Princess Ophelia:

"Denssel Simpson is always at your service,"

Princess Ophelia nodded, and ordered very calmly:

"Squadron Captain Simpson, take your men to Castleton port wharf immediately!"

Squadron Captain Simpson immediately said: "Obey, Your Royal Highness!"

There were only fifty elf guards who accompanied Princess Ophelia to the Seaside Manor this time, but each one was an elf warrior riding a mutant horse.

Squadron Captain Simpson gave an order, and all the elf fighters began to gather quickly.

The manor was also in chaos, and some elf nobles were even planning to go home to recruit people.

At this time, Princess Ophelia was holding her skirt and standing on a high platform.

A group of elves and nobles gathered around one after another. Princess Ophelia said with a straight face and a serious expression:

"I don't know where those slave traders came from, but they appeared in the Port of Castleton. This is trampling on the decrees of the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom. It is an unwarranted contempt for all the elf warriors in Castleton City. Now... I hope the elves in Castletown can unite as one, and I call on all young and promising elf fighters here, please use the weapons in your hands to safeguard the inviolable freedom of the elves..."

"I don't think everyone here wants to let those disgusting slave traders go!"

"Don't let those slave traders go!"

The young elves around were almost shouting loudly.

"Seize the gang of slave traders."

"Hang them on a tree and hang them!"

"Exile them to the Evernight Forest to mine..."

There are already young elves rushing to the gate of the manor, heading for the port pier.

Roy was also crowded in the crowd, watching Princess Ophelia walk down from the high platform calmly, and said calmly:

"If you can still persist, let's go to the port pier together!"

Roy quickly stood up straight, and said to Princess Ophelia gratefully: "Thank you, Princess Ophelia..."

"You should call me teacher. Remember... You must concentrate and pay attention to the lectures in class, otherwise, no matter what the reason is, I will sentence you to re-learn this modern history of elves..."

"is teacher!"

Roy followed honestly and agreed.

Fifty elf warriors rushed to the front, rushing along the slope of the manor to the port pier, followed by a group of elf nobles...

(End of this chapter)