Path of Light.

Chapter 61 62. Exercises
Moira connected these movements like a butterfly fluttering among flowers.

Each of her movements is not very fast, but her rhythm is perfectly mastered, her body is as light as a piece of white paper blown into the sky by the wind...

Showing the lightness and flexibility of the elves to the fullest, she made a set of coherent movements on the terrace.

Roy even had a feeling that the dismantling movements he and Moira had learned were not the same at all.

Seeing Moira perform this set of movements, Roy immediately felt a strong sense of frustration.

The confidence that had been rebuilt was instantly shattered...

"Roy, what do you think?"

The elf girl stood on the edge of the terrace, looking at Roy expectantly with her big lake blue eyes.

Roy could only cheer up and sincerely praised:

"Very good, the sense of rhythm and balance are perfectly mastered. Compared with you, this set of movements I learned cannot be described with the word 'terrible'."

Moira narrowed her eyes with a smile, pursed her lips and said:
"It doesn't matter, you can take it slowly. Sabrina said that your body is too stiff, and many movements are not in place, which leads to deviations in the connection of the next movement, which leads to serious deformation of the movement. We need to start from the most basic Disassemble the movements to correct... I will help you!"

She rarely takes the initiative like this, unless she meets something she particularly likes.

Supporting on the balcony railing with one hand, he jumped forward and landed lightly in the yard.

Almost without any pause, he crossed the yard wall, and then, while Roy was stunned, he jumped up lightly, grabbed the tile eaves under the terrace of Roy's house with both hands, swung his body casually, and jumped onto the terrace with ease Go up, standing in front of Roy with a smile.

"When... did you learn this?" Roy asked blankly.

Moira blushed slightly, unwilling to answer no matter what.

Moira then began to correct Roy's movements...

She is much stricter than Sabrina, even if Roy's movements are a little bit off from the standard, she will make Roy stick to it.

Many movements were due to Roy's stiff hands and feet, so Moira hugged Roy's thigh and forced the ligament to open...

Because there was an elf girl staring at him, no matter how painful Roy was, he had to endure it and try to restrain himself so as not to yell out.

When Sabrina comes back from outside...

The completion rate of Roy's first set of coherent movements can reach 70.00%. Roy felt as if the ligaments of all the joints in his body were broken.

When Moira was called back by Sabrina, the two agreed to continue practicing tomorrow night...

……

Roy rubbed his sore joints, and originally wanted to go to the beach for a swim, but thought that the two missing gray dwarf captains and elf magicians might be wandering near the beach, so he immediately gave up this somewhat adventurous plan, honestly stay at home.

Sitting on the bed, Roy cast a low-light lighting technique, causing a ball of holy light to float from the palm of his hand.

He carefully manipulated this mass of holy light, fluttering back and forth against his arms and thighs, allowing the faint holy light to pass through his body.

Roy found that the little healing effect of this holy light can just relieve the pain caused by the ligaments on his body. The pain that was almost unbearable suddenly turned into a sore muscle...

"It can really relieve the pain after practicing martial arts..."

Roy suddenly lay on his back on the bed, exhaled a long breath, and felt that the world suddenly became better again.

Just like that, Roy fell asleep unconsciously while lying on the bed.

And the holy light seed in his body was still collecting the free holy light particles around him, and the light cluster the size of a fist became more and more intense...

……

When Roy woke up in the morning, he naturally felt refreshed.

In the elementary martial arts training class, Instructor Nora saw that Roy actually completed the first set of coherent movements this time. Although the movements were still a bit out of shape, they were at least within an acceptable range.He didn't continue to persuade Roy to give up martial arts training.

Before get out of class was over, he patted Roy on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Obviously, he did such a mess yesterday that Claire was worried that Roy would be directly dismissed by Instructor Nora...

Unexpectedly, after one night, Roy passed the assessment of Instructor Nora, which is really efficient.

"Roy, how did you do it?"

When get out of class was over, Claire chased after Roy and asked.

"What else can I do, of course, just practice hard at home, hey, why are you following me? What's your next class?"

Seeing Claire walking side by side with him, Roy asked casually.

"It's still a music appreciation class. It is estimated that the most basic music theory will be learned next. Roy, do you want to learn music together? In the Silver Moon Kingdom, a musician is more popular than a sword dancer."

Every time this was mentioned, Claire had to persuade Roy.

Roy thought that he didn't even have a sense of rhythm, so he responded:

"Forget it, then I might as well learn sculpture or painting, at least I have carving knives and dyes at home..."

Claire immediately agreed: "Actually, this idea is not bad! Roy, Roy..."

Roy didn't want to hear this at all, he ran forward along the corridor with his book in his hands.

Claire hurriedly followed behind.

The two friends rushed into the No. [-] teaching building after fighting all the way.

Along the way, there were many other elf students, and everyone was rushing in small groups.

When passing a classroom, Claire realized that she had come to the door of the classroom when there was a beautiful music sound inside.

So he stood at the door and waved at Roy. Seeing Roy leave without looking back, he turned and walked into the music classroom.

……

Jasper's injuries recovered quickly, and he was able to get out of bed and move around freely in just three days.

On Sunday morning, Roy arrived at the temple early.

The fog outside has not cleared yet.

Roy was about to start guarding the gate all day.

Walking into the backyard of the temple, Roy changed into the apprentice priest's robe and walked out of the house. He actually saw Priest Andison standing by the well in a daze. He had lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for several days.

His eye sockets were sunken, his face looked haggard, and deep nasolabial folds appeared on his face.

He stared at the well with dull eyes, and the robe on his body hadn't been changed for some time, giving off a sour smell.

Roy saluted him, but he ignored it at all.

He just stood by the well for a while, then walked towards the warehouse.

Roy sat in the porter at the entrance of the temple.

During this period of time, no matter how much he prayed, there was no response, so Roy prepared to devote himself to learning the magic arts, and the secondary healing technique was the magic art he wanted to master most at present.

There was only one table and one chair in the concierge, and the place was very cramped.

Roy sat on the chair and began to put his hands on the table. He closed his eyes and recalled the pattern of the 'Secondary Healing' divine pattern in his heart, and then slowly practiced on the table with his fingers.

After practicing a few times, he unexpectedly discovered that the messy marks on the table were not scratched randomly.

There are some lines that coincide exactly with the divine patterns of the 'secondary healing technique' that Roy practiced, apparently left behind by the priests who practiced this divine technique before.

Perhaps these lines appeared because the fingers practiced repeatedly on the tabletop and rubbed off a layer of varnish on the tabletop...

Just when Roy was secretly surprised, he saw a carriage parked at the entrance of the temple.

Two elf patrols in livery alighted from the car, and they went to the front of the porter.

One of the elves with a scar on his cheek bowed his head to the window...

"How can I help you?"

Roy hurriedly asked.

These two patrols are unfamiliar faces, at least Roy has never seen them in the port guard.

"Is the High Priest Reed there?" one of the elf patrols asked.

"Yes." Roy replied.

"Could you please inform Grand Priest Reed that Exxon from the Edward Street Guard in the lower city is coming to visit him..."

The elf patrolman said politely.

"OK, wait!"

Roy motioned for the two to wait at the door before walking quickly into the yard.

Priest Reed was praying in the main hall at this time. Roy walked in and told Priest Reed that an elf patrol named Exon came to visit him. Priest Reed nodded slightly.

Then the High Priest Reed walked out of the temple in person, invited the two elf patrols into the temple, and walked out of the temple with the two patrols not long after.

When the three of them walked to the gate of the temple, Priest Reed stopped, glanced at Roy who was sitting in the gatehouse, waved to him and said:

"Roy, get in the car! I'll take you to a commission."

Roy immediately walked out of the concierge and followed High Priest Reed into the carriage.

The carriage passed through the cobweb-like streets of the lower city, and unexpectedly came to an elf cemetery on the west side of the lower city.

The entire cemetery is built on a gentle slope, and the cemetery is covered with a lot of lawns. A cypress tree is planted in front of each grave, and they are arranged very neatly.

The carriage drove into the cemetery and walked a long way inside before coming to a row of newly dug tombs.

"Here we are, Priest Reed, right here!"

The elf patrol named Exon pointed to the tomb that had just been filled with new soil and said.

Immediately, the two elf patrols got off the car first and stood in front of the grave.

Roy followed High Priest Reed out of the carriage and also came to this tomb.

A small cypress sapling was newly planted in front of the grave, and it seemed that it had just been watered. A nameplate introducing the owner of the tomb was hung on the branch of the cypress sapling. Priest Reed squatted down and put the palm-sized nameplate into his palm , carefully look at the introduction above.

At this moment, the last sliver of morning fog in the cemetery dissipated, and the sun shone into the cemetery through the sparse cypress forest, making the surroundings brighter.

"Windsor, the owner of the tomb, died of an accidental fall. Just a week ago, she was originally an administrator in the library. We didn't investigate any enmity between her and anyone, but we didn't expect that she would turn into a cat in the cemetery. Wraith, in the past three days, two grave guards have been scared away."

Exxon calmly introduced to Priest Reed.

(End of this chapter)