Path of Light.

Chapter 675 Roy's Smuggling Plan

The Knights Templar were stationed in a temporary camp only twenty kilometers away from Isnes.

Roy didn't expect that he would have to smuggle three thousand human priests at once, and he felt a little overwhelmed.

Since the mine guards were about to evacuate from the Dark Portal, there was not enough time, so Roy could only bring the Knights Templar back to the vicinity of the Dark Portal Expeditionary Camp.

Three thousand human priests formed a one-kilometer-long team and walked in the wilderness of the dark land. Their walking speed was not fast, but their speed was very stable. Nearly three thousand priests made no sound on the road, and even the sound of their footsteps was reduced to a minimum.

Some priests were still wearing tattered robes, but these robes were already in tatters...

Some priests have already put on the costumes of demon hunters from the Dark Land, and they have pockets and various weapons on their bodies.

They looked like a group of refugees. Due to long-term malnutrition, the priests were generally thin and slightly hunched.

Being thinner is a good thing, because elves are naturally thinner than humans. If Roy wants to dress them up like elves, he must make them thinner.

But the hunched body is not in line with the elves' habits.

When the elves walk, they pay great attention to their manners.

Regarding this, Roy needs these priests to practice well...

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Dark Gate Expedition Camp,
Roy walked back from outside the camp with a heavy heart. Deputy Captain Timothy wanted to tell Roy about the specific details of the mine guards' evacuation from the camp, but Roy did not stay in the camp. Instead, he walked directly to the Dark Gate and ran back to Golfito.

Deputy Captain Timothy chased after them and asked the half-elf guard guarding the Dark Portal:

"Why did the boss return to Golfito in such a hurry?"

The two half-blood elves shrugged their shoulders, indicating that they didn't know either...

Roy passed through the stable Dark Gate. The space rift no longer showed signs of collapse, and the unstable arcs no longer appeared in the rift. He could even see the long river of time and space through the passage...

Those magicians have already left the Dark Portal Expeditionary Camp. They have spent a lot of money and energy to repair the Dark Portal.

Next time I want to ask the Magic Guild to help seal the Dark Portal, I guess these magicians won’t be so easy to talk to…

This time, the Moon Temple acted as if it was standing by and watching, and it looked very superior.

Later on, there was basically no communication between the priests of the Moon Temple and the magicians of the Magic Guild.

Roy came to the back garden of the Statue of Liberty. The area in front of the Dark Portal was empty, and there was not even an elf guard there.

The two priests of the Moon Temple sat in the shade of the trees beside the pool and didn't even look over here.

Roy walked along the long and narrow corridor directly to the main hall of the Statue of Liberty. He could see several elf guards on this side of the corridor. The Silver Moon elf guards knew Roy, and when they saw him passing through the corridor, they just glanced at him coldly and ignored him...

When we arrived at the main hall, the morning meeting had already ended.

Legion Commander Gabreth was working in the main hall. Roy waited at the door for a while and then went in.

Legion Commander Gabreth sat behind his desk, put down the quill in his hand, placed the signed parchment on the corner of the desk, and said to Roy:

"Roy, you've come at the right time. The military has already communicated with the chief priest of the Moon Temple. The priests of the Moon Temple have agreed to purify the dark energy for the Silver Moon Elf Guards. I plan to send Silver Moon Elf Guards into the Dark Land within half a month. After your mine guard group completes the handover, you can gradually withdraw from the Dark Gate Expeditionary Camp."

"Yes, Commander." Roy agreed readily.

After saying this, Captain Gabreth asked Roy again: "Tell me! What do you want from me?"

Roy saluted Captain Gabreth again, and then said:

"Master Legion Commander, I met some priests who were stranded in the dark land at the Isness Expeditionary Force camp. Some of them expressed their desire to return to the Elven Continent. Should we open the Dark Portal to them?"

Captain Gabreth frowned and thought for a moment before saying:
"If I look at this from my personal perspective, I am of course willing to open the door for these priests, but the current situation in Golfito is quite complicated. Although we are responsible for guarding the Dark Portal, the priests of the Moon Temple are also monitoring this place. They definitely do not want those priests to return to the Elf Continent."

He stared into Roy's eyes, as if trying to see through his heart, and finally said quietly:

"If you want to help a certain elven priest, it's best to do it in private... Do you understand what I mean?"

The first sentence was spoken lightly, while the second sentence was spoken with a strong tone.

"I see. You are such a wise commander." Roy said loudly.

Legion Commander Gabrielleth immediately burst into laughter.

"If you could have said this a year earlier, I would have been happier. Then... Captain Roy, you will return to the Dark Gate Expeditionary Camp immediately and make preparations for the evacuation. Thank you for your hard work over the past year."

Perhaps knowing that Roy's mine guards were about to leave Golfito, Captain Gabrez also became amiable.
"Yes, Lord Legion Commander."

Roy replied.

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After Roy returned to the Dark Portal Expeditionary Camp from Golfito and walked back into the tent, he sat down on a chair, gently rubbed his temple with one finger, and closed his eyes to think about the next plan.

The mine guards were stationed at the Dark Gate Expeditionary Force camp. Roy took the opportunity to purchase a large amount of dark beast materials at the demon hunting camp and made a lot of money.

I thought I could just pat my butt and leave this dark place.

But the Knights Templar came to us at this time, wanting to return to the Elf Continent as a group...

"What's wrong? What trouble are you in?"

Timothy walked into the tent and poured himself a cup of tea. Seeing that Roy looked very bad, he asked with concern.

Roy opened his eyes and said weakly:
"Timothy, I've run into a problem this time and I need your help."

Timothy stared at Roy.

He knew Roy's character, and Roy's attitude meant that the matter was not serious, so he sat in the chair opposite Roy and waited for him to continue.

"I want to secretly bring a group of human priests to the Partington plane." Roy said immediately.

Deputy Captain Timothy breathed a sigh of relief and said casually, "Then let them blend into the mine guard group. It shouldn't be too much trouble to bring them back to the Elf Continent."

Roy rubbed his forehead and said, "The problem is that there are too many human priests..."

Timothy looked at Roy warily: "How many people?"

"About three thousand human priests."

Timothy's eyes went dark, and then he lowered his voice to warn Roy: "Boss, you must be crazy. So many human priests want to leave the Dark Land, how can they be secretly taken there! They are not magic materials that can be put into a magic waist bag and taken back. They are living humans - and human priests. The military and the Moon Temple will never agree. Once they find out, you will probably have to live in the basement on Palram Island for the rest of your life."

Seeing no expression on Roy's face, Timothy knew that he had failed to convince Roy.

Then he turned his eyes and suggested to Roy:
"We can submit a written application to Commander Gabreth. As long as the Golfito military agrees, we can bring them back to the Elf Continent without any trouble."

Roy chuckled, a smug look on his face:

"I have already informed Captain Gabreth of the army. Although he will not publicly support it, he will not care about such matters..."

Timothy's eyes widened. The Dark Moon Elf was completely confused.

"Three thousand human priests entered the Elven Continent. Did he really acquiesce?"

Roy couldn't help but touched his nose and said with a guilty conscience:

"Well, I didn't say the exact number. When these human priests arrive at Golfito, I will immediately send them to the magic airship and then fly directly to the Partington plane. At that time, I will follow the last magic airship to leave Golfito, and you will take the first magic airship to Partington Island and go to the Padstow Silver Pegasus Military Headquarters to find Chief Berkeley to apply for a portal pass."

Later he attached an action plan. Although the idea was a bit rough, it was still very feasible...

"Got it, Boss Roy."

Timothy agreed.

What else could he do? Since Roy had already made an action plan, he just had to find a way to implement it.

He didn't care who he was smuggling, or who he would face...

The worst case scenario is that I will go to the Parram Island Prison for a while. Maybe... after the truth is revealed, I can follow Boss Roy into the dark land and become a demon hunter. It's not bad to think about it.

Timothy kept preparing himself mentally, but then he heard Roy say:

"Okay, now come with me to meet those human priests."

Timothy's defense was completely broken...

……

Roy brought Timothy to a hillside two kilometers away from the Dark Gate Expeditionary Camp.

Timothy saw a dense crowd of human priests who had built simple tents on the hillside, which looked very messy.

Moreover, they were vaguely divided into three small groups. They set up tents and even had simple interference arrays that could block the perception of ordinary dark creatures. It was obvious that they had rich experience in surviving in dark places.

However, these human priests looked like refugees fleeing from war, wearing tattered robes and leather armor, without any of the temperament of priests.

Roy and Timothy walked into the camp and were stared at by a group of priests, which made Timothy a little uncomfortable.

Timothy wanted to hide in the shadows, away from all these eyes...

The three captains, Jeroin, Flint and Dicas, walked out of the tent at the same time.

Roy discovered that although these human priests were very thin and had been malnourished for a long time, each of them had clear eyes and their bodies were not corroded by the dark energy.

The thing that Roy couldn't understand the most was that if they were human priests from the time of Bishop O'Casey, then it meant that these human priests were at least over two hundred years old, or maybe even a little more.

The average human lifespan is 100 years. A rank 2 warrior might live a little longer, but he definitely won’t live past 150 years old...

These human priests all looked to be in their forties or fifties.

They had been living in the Dark Land. At first, Roy guessed that time might be accelerated in the Dark Land and the Elf Continent. However, he had stayed in the Dark Land for more than a year. When he returned to the Elf Continent this time, he was sure that time did not accelerate in these two planes.

If I have to force an explanation, it might be that the dark plane can actually delay aging...

"Captain Roy, is this a difficult matter?"

Captain Jeroin asked with some concern.

The three leaders of the Knights Templar all looked at Roy.

Looking at their weather-beaten faces, Roy forced a smile.

“Everything is going very smoothly.”

Roy comforted the three leaders.

"My immediate superior, Commander Gabreth, is also very supportive of this matter. He has tacitly allowed me to continue."

"The only trouble is the priests of the Moon Temple. Even if I don't tell you, you should know that the relationship between the Statue of Liberty and the Moon Temple has always been very tense in the Elven Continent. As an outsider, the Statue of Liberty has always been excluded by the Moon Temple in the Elven Continent. If it weren't for His Majesty Felix Michel's active efforts to win over all parties, it would have been difficult for the Statue of Liberty to gain a foothold in the Elven Continent."

"Once the news of your entry into the Elf Continent is known to the Moon Temple, it may be very troublesome. Therefore, we need to avoid the Moon Temple when entering the Elf Continent."

"My plan is..."

Roy began to talk about his plan.

Deputy Captain Timothy stood aside, listening to Roy's so-called detailed plan. It was only a framework when they just left the expeditionary camp...

I didn't expect that Roy would tell me all the details now.

After hearing Roy's detailed introduction of the smuggling plan, the three team leaders could feel Roy's sincerity and felt relieved a little.

The biggest investment in this plan is that Roy will take out 3,000 sets of thorium-plated magic armor and magic weapons. All human priests must wear armor, be equipped with magic weapons made by elves, and disguise themselves as half-elf guard warriors.

With the cooperation of Deputy Captain Timothy, three thousand sets of thorium armor were quickly delivered.

In addition to the armor, three thousand sets of fine linen shirts and soft leather inner armor to be worn underneath, as well as the magic swords for the elven guard warriors, were also delivered.

The group of priests looked at a pile of extremely complicated magic armors and had no idea how to put them on...

Fortunately, there were Darkmoon Elf warriors at the side to guide them, starting with the soft leather inner armor, putting it on one piece at a time... until finally putting on the thorium helmet. The priests were covered in silver and were wrapped tightly in magic armor, with only their thin and dark faces exposed.

Deputy Headmaster Timothy looked at the group of human priests standing upright, took a step forward, came to a human priest, stretched out his hand and pulled down the mask on his helmet...

The human priest put on his visor, completely covering up the last flaw.

Just like that, a team of half-elf guards soon appeared in front of Deputy Captain Timothy in an orderly manner...

(End of this chapter)