Path of Light.

Chapter 735 736. Surprises of Life

Although the Partington plane is a rich plane, due to some complex historical reasons and many problems left over from the plane itself, this plane has now become the largest living area for half-blood elves.

The Silver Moon Elves can't get any benefits from this plane...

Moreover, the Partington plane is not the only affiliated plane of the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom.

The existence of the Partington plane is not only of no benefit to the Silvermoon elves, but the existence of this plane causes a large number of mixed-blood elves to leave the Silvermoon Elf Kingdom every day.

For the Silver Moon elves who were used to the comfortable life before, a large number of half-blood elves left the city where they had lived for decades, and their quality of life was declining...

Therefore, the existence of the Partington plane is not a good thing for the Silver Moon Elves.

That’s why the Silver Moon Elf in Buenos Aires proposed to abandon Partington…

...But how could he give up so easily? All of Partington's businesses are thriving now.

After arriving in Padstow, many Silver Moon Elf merchants complained that the magic herb business in Padstow was not doing well, but how many Silver Moon Elf merchants actually chose to leave the Partington plane?

In the end, interests determine everything!
You can still make money no matter how bad business is.

The status of the half-blood elves has been significantly improved, but the status of the Silver Moon elves has not declined...

The three of them then talked about the many abandoned mines in the Nicobar Mountains. Roy planned to buy another batch of magic furnaces and transport them to these mines.

If Moira hadn't come over, the three of them might have talked until dawn.

At first, none of the three noticed Moira squatting on the crossmast. They only felt a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark, and felt a chill on their backs.

It was only when Roy heard Leah's whispered reminder in his ear that he realized that Moira was squatting on the crossbar of the main mast with a sullen look on her face...

Roy yawned, "It's getting late. I have a deal tomorrow morning. Let's stop here today."

Squatting in the shadows, Leah curled her lips, regretting her meddling a little.

Claire and Woods stood up from their wicker chairs. The three of them stood on the deck and walked down the stairs next to the ship's tower. Roy said as he walked:

"Once the transaction is concluded, I will sail to Partington Island. I will say goodbye to both of you in advance tonight."

"If you have any new news, please write to me..."

Claire smiled and muttered, "You have taken me to listen to the music of nature so many times, but every time I fail to appreciate those beautiful melodies, I start to disbelieve you."

"Claire, I think you can try the druid culture. I think we druids are closer to nature..."

Woods suggested to Claire.

Claire's private carriage was waiting in the small square next to the port dock. Claire got on the carriage and wanted to give Roy a break, but Roy refused.

Woods was to stay on the Black Pearl overnight.

Roy stood alone on the beach, and when he saw his two friends leave, he said:
"Moira, why don't you come out? Isn't it good for everyone to chat together?"

Moira walked out from behind Roy and stood beside him without saying a word.

Roy held Moira's hand tightly and walked home along Brown Street. Moira's mood gradually improved and she kept whispering to Roy about the new changes on Brown Street.

The time they spent together was too short, and Moira was reluctant to see Roy leave. Her brows were filled with reluctance.

Roy pulled Moira into the yard, hugged her tightly, patted her back hard, and rested his head against her forehead. Her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Roy comforted her:

"Okay, we'll meet soon after this semester ends. You can stay in Sun Island Bay as long as you want..."

Good times for lovers.

……

At the deepwater dock of Castletown Harbor, the transaction of the floating device went smoothly, and Roy gained a new understanding of Darwin's abilities.

The first batch of levitation devices were assembled in such a short time.

Roy readily paid the first installment of payment.

Afterwards, all the floating devices were moved onto a medium-sized sailing ship, along with the thirty dwarf craftsmen prepared for Roy by the imperial merchant Darwin.

The medium-sized sailing ship sailed all the way to Partington Island. Instead of docking at the pier, the ship sailed directly to the sheltered harbor of Partington Island, where a large group of three-masted sailing ships were anchored.

The sailboat stopped next to a three-masted sailing ship. The elf crew members on the ship took out ropes and long hooks, threw them hard onto the opposite ship, and then everyone worked together to make the two ships close together.

At this time, the half-elf crew on the three-masted sailing ship used the ship's crane to transport boxes of flotation devices and magic thrusters to the three-masted sailing ship.

Mags also led a group of dwarf craftsmen to climb up the rope ladder onto the three-masted ship.

The dwarves stood on the roof of the stern, looking out at the surrounding sea. There were a large number of three-masted sailing ships anchored around them. Mags the craftsman counted them casually, and there were more than 30 three-masted sailing ships, and each ship was only slightly damaged...

His eyes were full of surprise, because these three-masted sailing ships were full of the breath of the dwarves. All the equipment was designed according to the usage habits of the dwarves, such as the short steering wheels, hatches, etc. Mags the craftsman knew without looking that the corridors and cabins under the deck were also short, but the hatches were abnormally heavy.

There were still blood stains on the deck of the ship that could not be completely washed off.

It seems that the traces of war cannot be completely concealed no matter what...

There were many dwarven symbols carved on the wall. Mags, the craftsman who was familiar with dwarven culture, knew that those were the ways in which the gray dwarves recorded their achievements in battle. It was obvious that this three-masted sailing ship had made great achievements in battle, but now the ship fell into the hands of Boss Roy.

There are still two rows of crossbows on the ship that have not been removed. The elves are not used to using this kind of long-range weapon. They prefer whale hunting crossbows...

Craftsman Mags walked into the low cabin. The height of the corridor was just right for the dwarves. The elves had to lower their heads a little when entering the corridor, otherwise they would easily hit their heads on the door frame.

A dwarf following Magnus the Artisan said:

"It seems that the elves have defeated those gray-skinned bandits..."

Another dwarf craftsman went on to say, "If we can drive them away completely, the imperial merchant ships will have unimpeded access to the dwarven kingdom."

Mags shook his head and responded:

"No matter what time it is, the shipping routes along the edge of the Frozen Sea will not be unobstructed. After the gray dwarf bandits are driven away, the Nagas may come over. Even if the Nagas don't come, there will probably be sirens occupying those islands. How could the shipping routes between the dwarf kingdom and the elf kingdom be unobstructed?"

The group of dwarves immediately fell silent, and under the leadership of Mags, they chose a room to stay temporarily.

Then a group of dwarf craftsmen returned to the deck. The other dwarves didn't know Roy, but Mags and his four apprentices were very familiar with him.

In the eyes of the dwarf craftsmen, Roy was an officer who was very interested in floating devices and spoke in a very approachable manner. He looked like a human, but in fact he had long adapted to the life of an elf.

It was hard to imagine that such a young half-elf could lead a group of half-elves to defeat the gray dwarf bandits.

Roy did not stay on the three-masted sailing ship. Craftsman Mags knew how to communicate with the half-elf guards.

We arrived at the seaside by flying fish boat. The support on the beach had been overhauled and it would not be long before a new magic airship would be placed on the support.

After more than a year of wind and sun, the shelf on the beach looks a little worn.

Stepping on the soft sand, Roy prepared to walk to a higher place so that he could overlook the entire sheltered bay.

Standing on a high sand dune and looking down at the sea, I discovered that there was actually a very nice beach across the dune. There were actually many half-blood elves and silver moon elves on the beach...

A familiar figure appeared in Roy's sight. Roy walked a few steps over there. Miss Christine, wearing a white gauze dress, was sitting alone on the beach, basking in the sun.

She seemed to have just noticed Roy, so she brushed off the sand on her body, stood up and smiled at Roy.

"Miss Christine, why are you here?" Roy asked curiously.

Miss Christine pointed to the small town of Partington behind her and said:
"This place is only separated from Padstow by a gate. Whenever I have time, I will pass through the portal and come here to sit for a while and enjoy the sea breeze."

Although the two places need to cross the dimension, for Miss Christine, it is really just a door between them.

Roy sat down next to Miss Christine, and the two of them sat casually on the beach looking at the sea.

Miss Christine hugged her knees with her hands, and the scent of lavender emanated from her body.

With his long hair messed up by the sea breeze and his straight nose, Roy supported himself with his hands behind his back, half lying on the side, staring at Miss Christine's pointed ears in a trance.

Soon, Miss Christine's ears turned red...

A few half-elf children ran by on the beach. Their cheerful laughter was very penetrating, and Roy's attention was attracted by them.

Several flying fish boats flew over the sea, and the half-blood elves standing on the flying fish boats were quickly throwing ropes full of fish hooks into the sea...

"It would be nice to live a quiet life on this small island."

Miss Christine spoke first to break the silence.

Roy's heart moved slightly, and he said with emotion:
"My previous wish was to graduate from college smoothly, find an easy job in the city, save money to buy a house, find a lover who wouldn't despise me, and live an ordinary life. I never thought that my future life would be so full of swords and swords, and I would have to run around everywhere..."

Miss Christine turned her head and looked at Roy with interest, wanting to confirm from his eyes whether what he said was true.

"So what about now? Is this the life you wanted?"

Miss Christine asked.

"It's okay. This kind of life always brings me endless surprises..."

Roy said very casually.

(End of this chapter)