Path of Light.

Chapter 544 545. Investigation
Roy stood on the highest observation deck of the city hall, looking at the magic airship flying farther and farther away, and the figure standing on the bow gradually disappeared from his sight.

Moira rarely acts so willfully, but once she has a determination, it is not easy to be persuaded...

Roy turned and walked slowly down the steps from the observation deck.

He walked into Mu Lin's office and asked Mu Lin, who was signing a document:
"Which assassin squadron is currently on leave in Plateau City?"

Mu Lin stopped, put the quill pen in his hand into the ink bottle, looked up and said to Roy:

"The Second Squadron of the Assassin Corps."

Roy nodded, sat down on a chair across from Mulin's desk, and said, "Notify them that their vacation is officially over from now on, and report to the City Hall immediately!"

"Did you hear that? Let's inform them quickly..."

Mu Lin waved at the adjutant standing beside him and said helplessly.

"As you command, Lord Archon."

The adjutant agreed and quickly walked out of the office.

……

Mu Lin asked Roy curiously:

"Now all the evidence points to the half-elf collector who sold the fake winter thorn grass. I originally planned to have the half-elf guards go to the free market to conduct a wide-ranging investigation, but now...how are you going to investigate?"

"Since you've decided to intervene, you have to do it thoroughly," Roy said.

Turning his head to look out the window, Roy saw the gray Kashi Mountains. He said to Mulin:
"I heard that winter thorn grass was found in the snow-capped mountains in the north of the plateau. Woods has already left the Plateau City and is heading to the snow-capped mountains in the north of the plateau to conduct an investigation. I estimate that he will be able to catch up with the supply team heading to the ancestral land of Gazan before dark."

Mu Lin sat back in her chair, her mouth opened into an 'O' shape, and she looked at Roy in disbelief.

"You sent Woods out to look for winter thorn grass in the snowy mountains in the north of the plateau?"

"To be precise, it was Woods himself who wanted to go to the northern part of the plateau to look for winter thorn grass," Roy defended.

Roy waited in Mulin's office for a while, and Deputy Commander Tennyson walked in quickly from outside and saluted Roy and Mulin.

"Tennyson, are you taking a vacation with the Second Squadron this time?" Mulin supported the table with his elbows, crossed his fingers, and rested the back of his hands on his pointed chin, and asked Deputy Commander Tennyson curiously.

"I had planned to cross the wilderness and head to the Caldeum Mountains after the Second Squadron's vacation was over." Deputy Captain Tennyson explained to Mulin, then turned to Roy and asked, "Boss Roy, why are you looking for us so urgently...what do you want?"

Roy waved his hand and signaled Mu Lin to speak first: "Let Mu Lin introduce you to the current situation first, and then I will assign you tasks."

"Actually, it's just a business dispute between Silvermoon Elf merchants and half-elf gatherers. It's just that this matter has become a bit of a big deal... This is the specific situation!" Mulin introduced it to Deputy Headmaster Tennyson.

"Now we need the Dark Moon Elf warriors from your second squadron to keep an eye on the elven merchants involved and prohibit them from leaving the Plateau City. This is the first thing to do..."

Roy paused and said:
"The second thing is to investigate the confidants of the Silver Moon Elf merchant and other half-elf collectors in the free market to see if you can find any new information..."

"Yes, Boss Roy!"

After receiving the task, Deputy Captain Tennyson left Mulin's office.

……

On a street near the Free Market, Deputy Captain Tennyson and several Dark Moon Elf warriors hid in a grocery store.

A Dark Moon Elf warrior ran in from the street, pointed at the half-blood elf walking quickly from a distance, and whispered in Tennyson's ear:
"Boss, he is the elf we are looking for. I just saw him having an intimate conversation with the Silver Moon Elf merchant."

"Take him back."

Tennyson strode out of the grocery store and headed straight for the Assassins' barracks.

Four Dark Moon Elf warriors quickly walked onto the street and surrounded the half-elf follower from four directions.

By the time the half-elf follower noticed that an elf was staring at him, the Dark Moon Elf warrior had already started taking action.

Two Dark Moon Elf warriors held down the half-elf servant's arms, and the Dark Moon Elf warrior who followed behind stretched out an arm from behind him and strangled his neck tightly.

The half-elf follower didn't even have time to struggle before he was forced by four Dark Moon Elf warriors to quickly leave the busy street.

The follower who took away the Silvermoon Elf merchant had a look of panic on his face.

When he saw the standard armor on the Dark Moon Elf warrior, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Four Dark Moon Elf warriors brought the follower to the Assassin's barracks.

When this half-elf attendant saw Deputy Captain Tennyson, he was able to salute properly.

This shows that the psychological quality of this half-elf follower is acceptable.

Deputy Captain Tennyson sat on a chair on the high platform, glanced down at the half-blood elf follower, and said straight to the point:
"I sent someone to invite you here this time because I want to talk to you about your boss. I heard that your boss bought a fake winter thorn grass from a half-elf collector. Can you tell me the whole story?" The half-elf follower kept his head down, with an embarrassed smile on his face, and whispered:

"Even if you are the sheriff of Plateau City, I cannot speak nonsense. But if I just describe what happened, that's fine."

Hearing what the half-elf follower said, Deputy Captain Tennyson frowned in dissatisfaction.

The half-blood elf follower said:
"At that time, I followed our boss to wander around the free market, just to communicate more with the collectors. Because there were no magic herbs to buy in the free market, we could only find ways to persuade those collectors to change their minds and sell the magic herbs to us."

"In fact, we were able to buy some high-grade magic herbs a few days ago. It may be because of the lifting of the ban on the plane. Recently, we can't buy any magic herbs at all."

"We met that half-elf collector. He came to us on his own initiative. He was holding a magic box in his hand. Our boss was very happy to see a magic herb collector coming to him on his own initiative..."

The attendant chattered a lot, but there was no useful information, and his eyes flickered, and it was obvious that these long speeches were prepared in advance.

Tennyson did not ask any further questions.

"If everything you said is true, you may not see me again. If some of what you said is made up, you may not have such an opportunity to talk to me next time... If you suddenly remember something in the next few days, you can come here to find me anytime."

After finishing speaking, Deputy Captain Tennyson waved to the Dark Moon Elf warrior next to him, and a Dark Moon Elf warrior led the half-elf follower out of the Assassin Corps' barracks.

"Boss, are we going to let the people go like this?" said the confidant standing nearby to Deputy Captain Tennyson.

Deputy Captain Tennyson looked at his confidant with a cold face: "What else do you want? Do you think you can cut off his fingers one by one like you treat the enemy on the battlefield?"

"Uh... I thought I'd get a few whippings at least." The henchman chuckled.

Tennyson pointed to his head and taunted his confidant: "No matter what you do in your daily life, it's best to use your brain more."

Then Deputy Commander Tennyson walked out of the military camp.

Tennyson came to the free market and immediately launched a series of investigations on the half-elf friends of the herb collectors.

When Tennyson revealed his identity, the responses from the half-elf gatherers still surprised him:

"I'm not familiar with him. Usually, we collect magical herbs separately, so there won't be any intersection..."

"I've heard of his name, but we're not very familiar with him!"

"He was willing to sell the magic herbs to the Silvermoon Elf Merchant, and the relationship between the two of us broke down completely. I have never seen his Winterthorn Grass."

"You are talking about the traitor who was willing to sell magic herbs to the Silver Moon Elf Merchant. How could I know him? I feel unlucky when I hear his name!"

Tennyson discovered that the half-elf collector seemed to have offended all the potion collectors in the Plateau City at once.

No elf was willing to help him get away with it, and some even said they hoped the half-elf collector would receive the punishment he deserved...

After investigating to this point, Deputy Captain Tennyson realized how troublesome this matter was. He originally thought it was just a simple trade dispute, but now it seems that this half-elf collector has incurred the wrath of the public.

……

The magic airship passed through the Sudaso Mountains, the criss-crossing mountains in the southern part of the plateau, the hills and mountains, and the Qianren Mountains. It flew in the wind layer for a day and a night, and finally arrived smoothly above the Sun Island Bay before dawn.

Moira was still sleeping in bed, but Miss Tiffany could already smell the sea breeze and there was no way she could stay in the bathtub.

She put on a long dress with shark pattern and stood on the deck, thinking about what Roy said to her before leaving...

At that time Miss Tiffany asked Roy:

'What do you want?'

Roy paused for a moment and whispered to Miss Tiffany:

'Can you hypnotize me?'

Miss Tiffany widened her eyes and said speechlessly:
"Who told you that? I'm a water magician, okay? Succubi are good at hypnotism, but if you want to make people fall asleep and enter their dreams, the sea siren Zetsu is better."

"You mean Zetsu can sneak into other people's dreams and investigate the truth?"

Miss Tiffany nodded and said:

'More or less. She can bring the spirits who hear her singing into her dreams...'

Roy's eyes suddenly brightened up and he said excitedly:

'Tiffany, if I want to invite her... will she come and help me with this?'

It was this conversation that led to Miss Tiffany and Moira's impromptu trip to Sun Island Bay.

(End of this chapter)