Path of Light.

Chapter 591 592. Farewell
It was a little dark in the camp, and the old priest's words made Roy look around vigilantly.

He had been living in Castletown and later joined the Silver Pegasus.

Although he had experienced a lot in the Partington plane, he had never come into contact with the demon hunters who walked between black and white in the dark land.

Roy stretched out a finger, and a faint flame ignited on the fingertip. The sacred light just made his fair chin particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

It was such a short distance, but he didn't expect that someone would come up to him. They were several wood elf warriors. They had long swords on their waists, elven longbows on their backs, and wore light green armor. They were half a meter taller than Roy.

They squinted their eyes and looked at Roy, especially the small handful of sacred fire on his fingertips, and asked him in the softest words:

"Would you like to join our demon hunting team? We happen to be short of a priest."

"..."

Roy shook his head.

He was not interested in joining the Wood Elves' demon hunter team. There were 5,000 elven warriors on standby in the Dark Gate Expeditionary Camp, and a demon hunting team could be formed at any time.

Roy was about to walk around them, but one of the wood elves took a step sideways and blocked Roy directly.

Roy pulled out a chain expressionlessly. At the other end of the chain was a huge book of judgment. The bronze metal cover made the book look extremely heavy, and there were some traces of battle on the patterned cover.

Roy grabbed the chain with one hand and lifted up the Book of Judgment.

The wood elf swordsman also put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and the two sides confronted each other on the path between the tents in the wanderer camp.

Roy held the handle of the sacred scepter with his other hand...

Although his holy light power has not yet recovered, his close combat skills have been trained by sisters Moira and Sabrina.

Every time he fought, Roy would inject a trace of holy light power into the sacred scepter.

The sacred aura on the sacred scepter immediately attracted the attention of some demon hunters in the camp. Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight, the wood elf swordsman on the opposite side was suddenly pulled away.

Roy discovered that the other party was actually the strong human. He stared at the wood elf swordsman and warned him in a low voice:
"He is Old Pike's man. Are you planning to offend Old Pike as well? If members of your demon hunting team are injured in the future, do you still want Old Pike to treat them?"

The wood elf swordsman had a somewhat uncertain expression on his face. He stood there for a long time before turning around and leaving with his companions without saying a word.

The sturdy human didn't even look at Roy again, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

Roy returned to Evely's tent. Evely arranged for him to stay in the dwarf warrior's tent tonight.

At this time, the dwarf warrior was lying in the tent, snoring like thunder. Next to his sleeping bag were a few empty wooden wine glasses. The strong smell of alcohol made the tent smell very bad.

Roy lay down wrapped in a thin blanket and huddled in the corner of the tent.

In fact, he had a marching tent, but he didn't want to use it at this time...

Roy slept and woke up intermittently that night and his sleep quality was very poor. When he woke up in the morning, he felt groggy.

Early in the morning, after drinking a glass of holy water, Roy finally felt that the power of holy light in his body seemed to have recovered by one third. The magic vortex of this holy light tree absorbed the surrounding sacred particles very quickly.

After he got up, the first thing he did was to go to the dwarf warrior's bed and observe the darkness on the dwarf warrior's face.

At this moment, Roy saw that the dwarf warrior's face was covered with dark energy, and even some of the bulging blood vessels were dark blue. It seemed that the dark energy had already corroded the dwarf warrior's blood vessels.

Even in this state, the dwarf warrior was still drunk...

Roy squatted aside and couldn't help thinking in his heart: The dwarves really don't care about their lives when they see wine.

Roy did not delay any longer. He whispered a prayer and skillfully drew a divine pattern with his fingers. A ray of holy light immediately fell on the dwarf warrior.

The dark aura on the dwarf warrior suddenly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon the red face of the dwarf warrior revealed its original color. At this time, the curtain of the tent was opened, and Evely bent down and came in from outside. She was tall and the dwarf warrior's tent was a bit narrow for her. "For a priest, is it so easy to dispel the dark energy?" Evely asked Roy curiously.

"This also has something to do with how much dark energy is left in his body. There isn't much dark energy left in his body to begin with."

Roy thought for a moment before answering with a smile.

……

After healing the dwarf warrior's injuries, Roy had completed Evely's request and repaid the favor he owed them.

Roy couldn't stay in the Exile Camp for too long. After all, he had planned to return to the Dark Gate Expedition Camp last night. Roy hadn't returned to the camp yet, so the Expedition Camp was probably in chaos, so he had to rush back as soon as possible.

On his way back, Lu Luoyi had already asked Evelyn about everything. If they left now, they could return to the Dark Gate Expeditionary Camp before dark.

Before leaving the wanderer camp, Roy planned to stroll around the market in the camp. He found that almost all the goods sold in the market were sold by demon hunters, and the stalls were filled with magical materials of various dark creatures.

Roy basically didn't recognize these magic materials.

But there were also some magical materials that Roy had seen before.

For example, there was a blade that exuded a dark aura, which was almost exactly the same as the blade Roy obtained from the Dark Scythe. Roy went forward to inquire about the price, and the stall owner actually sold it for quite a high price, starting at three hundred soul crystals.

Roy was so scared that he left the stall quickly without even looking back.

At other stalls, Roy also saw some elf cookies, which were also sold at a high price in the homeless camp.

In addition, Roy also saw people selling life tree juice in the market, and he could buy a bowl of it for one soul crystal.

Roy moved closer out of curiosity, and when he got closer he discovered that the juice was not real life-tree juice at all. Instead, the stall owner had soaked a dead branch of the Tree of Life in a water jar and mixed some sticky liquid into the jar. It looked very similar to life-tree juice, but in fact, there was no trace of life in it.

When Roy asked the stall owner if he had any real life tree juice for sale, the stall owner stared at him in astonishment and said:

"You want to buy real Life Tree Juice? Are you sure you can come up with soul crystals? That stuff is very expensive. There are elves willing to buy a cup for 300 soul crystals. To be honest, this is at most a counterfeit substitute. You can drink it casually. It's mostly for psychological comfort."

Roy walked around the market and found that the sap of the tree of life and elf cookies were very precious things in the wanderer camp.

Roy didn't buy any bets in the end. He walked around the market, returned to Evely's tent empty-handed, and said goodbye to Evely and others.

After the dark energy on the dwarf warrior was dispelled, he became more energetic, and the dark energy did not return...

When the dwarf warrior saw Roy coming back from the market, he said goodbye to everyone. In order to thank Roy for his help, the dwarf warrior suggested treating Roy to a drink.

Roy smiled and declined, and said to the Dwarf Blade Warrior casually, "Thank your friends if you want to thank them. They saved me, and I healed your wounds. It's fair, isn't it?"

The dwarf warrior laughed heartily.

Roy didn't say where he came from, and Evelyn and the others didn't ask any more questions.

Before leaving the homeless camp, Roy visited Old Pike again and said goodbye to him.

Old Pike was a little surprised that Roy was leaving the ranger camp. At the moment, he was busy repairing the claw wound on the abdomen of the injured Hans.

Roy could see that Old Pike had very little Holy Light power. In fact, he knew many other means of treatment and was also proficient in herbal medicine...

Before leaving the wanderer camp, Roy left a large bag of elf biscuits in the dwarf warrior's tent, and he left a cup of holy water from the pool for Old Pike.

Old Pike sat at the entrance of the tent, holding a cup full of holy water, and sat there for a long time.

Roy left the wanderer camp with his luggage on his back, and strode towards the Dark Gate Expeditionary Camp without looking back...

(End of this chapter)