Path of Light.

Chapter 7 7. Sabrina
After leaving the tavern, Roy originally planned to go to the Magic Union next to the Elf Academy in the upper city.

There are junior appraisers there who can help people identify various artifacts related to magic.

Roy intends to identify whether the flame in the palm of his hand is magic. If it is magic, then he plans to learn some subjects related to magic.

It was only when he reached the corner of Brown Street that he realized that there were two elves patrolling the street corner, and they were checking the pedestrians entering Brown Street.

The entire Brown Street is under martial law, and only entry is allowed, and no exit is allowed, which makes the residents of the entire street panic.

Mrs. Winnie, the proprietress of the pharmacy at the intersection of the street, stood on the steps outside the shop, watching the two elves patrolling boredly, while chatting with the owner of the fruit shop next door.

The night saber lying in her arms stared at Roy viciously, his amber eyes were full of vigilance.

The neighbors on the street ran to the street, everyone was talking about what happened, and the elf patrol came and put the whole Brown Street under martial law.

Since he couldn't leave Brown Street for the time being, Roy walked home.

When he just walked to the door of the house, Roy saw an elf beauty in a white silk dress with her arms around a few books, and a pair of sandals with ribbons wrapped around her legs on her feet. came from the direction of the street.

The legs wrapped in the skirt are really long, and the small part exposed is as white as ivory.

She is Sabrina, the eldest daughter of the neighbor Ms. Gillian. She is a rare tall person among the elves, at least a head taller than Roy.

Her complexion is fair, and her eyes are like two magnificent emeralds.

Among the elves, only wood elves have green eyes and tall stature.

However, other parts of Sabrina's body have inherited the delicacy of the Silver Moon Elf, such as the straight nose bridge, crystal clear pointed ears...

Like Moira, the neighbors thought Sabrina was a half-breed elf of the Silvermoon and Wood elves.

Needless to say, the mother is the lady Gillian who sells fish for a living, and her father, everyone guesses, should be a wood elf.

Ms. Gillian never mentioned Sabrina and Moira's father.

Although the two are sisters, the elder sister has wood elf blood, while the other sister has a little dark moon elf blood.

Roy doesn't know his sister Sabrina very well, but he has a good relationship with his sister Moira.

Sabrina goes to Castleton Spirit Academy and is also a member of the choir at the Temple of Liberty, so she is rarely at home.

Moira is a very introverted elf, even a little autistic, always shutting herself at home.

"Good afternoon... Sabrina!"

Roy actually prefers to call her Big White Goose...

But once he yelled like that, Sabrina would definitely be irritated. As long as he was caught by her, Roy would inevitably be beaten up.

Especially after she went to school, Roy couldn't beat her no matter what.

After being slapped a few times, Roy's mouth became much more honest.

Sabrina, who was standing outside the courtyard door, turned her head to see Roy, gave Roy a quick white look, turned around and walked into the courtyard.

This happens every time...

She walked into the yard with her head held high, her sexy body wrapped in the skirt would move rhythmically every step she took, leaving only Roy with a big back.

……

The two yards are actually just separated by a low wall.

Roy put the bucket into the kitchen, put away the fishing rod and hook, and washed his feet by the way, when he heard the voice of Sabrina next door:
"Moira, where are you?"

"Sister, I'm upstairs!"

Roy thought that the clothes he had dried on the terrace last night should be collected, so he climbed barefoot to the second floor.

Just in time to see Sabrina also climbed up to the second floor on the balcony next door.

She put a paper bag on the small table in front of Moira, and sat down on a square stool next to Moira.

Moira saw Roy appearing on the opposite balcony, glanced at him, put down the book she was holding, and asked her sister Sabrina:
"...Why did you come back so early today?"

Her voice was a little rustling, probably because of her skin color, she usually prefers to wear black dresses.

Sabrina threw off the sandals on her feet casually, curled her feet up on the recliner, lazily stretched her slender body, and said:

"The Statue of Liberty was stolen last night. All activities are canceled today. I don't know what happened on Brown Street. The whole street is under martial law. I can't go to the fish market to help, so I have to come back."

Moira covered her mouth with her hand in some surprise, then asked in a low voice:
"The holy grail in front of the holy water pool in the temple?"

Sabrina glanced at the opposite terrace casually, and found that Roy had left with dry clothes, so she nodded and said:
"That's the one. I always have a glass of clear water. Occasionally, when someone comes to pray, the priest will pour them a glass..."

Moira blinked. "How did they think of stealing this?"

"Probably for the gold and gems on it, who knows!"

Sabrina was very indifferent. Although she was a member of the temple choir, the Holy Grail was lost in the temple, but it had nothing to do with her.

Anyway, it wasn't the old organ that was lost...

She was a little distracted, and she didn't expect an annoying guy to appear next to the railing of the balcony next door.

"Have you caught the thief who stole the Holy Grail?" Roy asked Sabrina.

If he wasn't very curious, Roy wouldn't have taken the initiative to talk to Sabrina.

Every time the two communicate, Sabrina has no good face.

But this time Sabrina didn't hate Roy, but put away her lazy look and said with a straight face:
"No, you also know how...excellent those guard patrols are, how could they catch them all at once!"

Roy retracted his head habitually, and responded:
"Yes!"

Next, Roy ran downstairs to take a shower and changed into fresh clothes.

There is a cool sea breeze in the summer in Port Castleton, so it is not too hot. On days without air conditioners and fans, lying on the bed with the windows open will feel very comfortable.

When it was time for dinner, Roy ran to the kitchen to cook a fish stew...

For dinner, Roy ate alone.

Ms. Belinda didn't come back, probably because the gallery was too busy.

After it was completely dark, Ms. Gillian came back from the fish market pushing the cart.

The two elf patrols also ran to Ms. Gillian's house next door and chatted with Ms. Gillian for a while, as if they were investigating Jefferson who died during the day.

Roy deliberately waited until the two elf patrols left Ms. Gillian's house, ran to the terrace, held the railing of the terrace with both hands, and asked the elf patrol outside the gate:
"May I ask if those sailors have not been captured yet?"

The two elf patrols stopped, just as they had seen in the tavern during the day.

They didn't want to say anything at first, but when they saw Roy, one of them stopped and replied: "Not yet, the other party has diplomatic immunity."

"Oh!" Roy agreed.

The elf patrol asked casually:

"...you know Jefferson?"

Roy replied frankly: "I saw him at the intersection before, but we never spoke."

"Ok."

Sensing that they couldn't find any useful information on Roy, the Elven Patrolman glanced at each other and walked towards the next door. They had to investigate other residents on Brown Street tonight.

"Hey Hey hey……"

Roy also wants to chat with the two elf patrols about the theft of the Statue of Liberty...

But the elf patrol left the neighbor's yard without looking back, and walked into the next house.

……

At night in Castletown, the sea breeze cools down the whole city.

Many times, Roy would lie on a chair on the terrace like this now, chatting with Moira on the opposite terrace.

When talking about what happened during the day, Roy can only describe it as 'terrible'.

Moira at night, perhaps because she felt more secure under the cover of night.

So she is more lively at this time than during the day.

And when she was in a bad mood and didn't plan to come out to meet 'people', even if she was standing on the terrace, Roy couldn't find her.

I don't know when Roy started to tell Moira some of his encounters during the day.

For example, when I met the group of sailors today, Roy said it all in one go after the fight in the tavern.

At night, Moira's eyes were bright.

Although the two balconies were about five meters apart, Roy could still see the sparkle in her eyes.

She had just showered and was wearing a loose tube skirt with wet hair hanging loose.

A small face looks extraordinarily pure, except for the gray skin, it has inherited Ms. Gillian in other places, more like a silver moon elf...

In the kingdom of the silver moon elves, the status of half elves was lower than that of half elves like Roy, and they were more likely to be criticized.

"I see……"

That was all Moira had said all night.

……

The lights on the pier by the sea in the distance are brightly lit. Today's high tide will be after midnight. Ms. Gillian has an early rest after dinner. She will rush to the pier to pick up fish in the early morning.

The life of the elves in the lower class is usually very hard.

Although Roy doesn't quite agree with her various attitudes towards life, he admires her hard work.

She is the kind of person who is particularly persistent in life, and insists on going to the fish market on the wharf to sell fish every day to support her two daughters.

She cared for Moira like a flower in a greenhouse.

Compared with Ms. Gillian, Roy's mother seemed more casual, often leaving Roy alone at home, and this half-elf son had become another Roy for so long, and he didn't even notice it. .

Over the past year or so, Roy has gradually integrated into this environment.

Thinking of the flame that would always appear in the palm of his hand when he was going to the Magic Union for appraisal tomorrow, Roy lay down on the bed and fell asleep full of anticipation...

(End of this chapter)