Path of Light.

Chapter 761 762. Plane Lord
Almost all supplies of the Silver Pegasus military headquarters in Padstow City have been emptied. As the Silver Moon Elves gradually withdrew from the military headquarters, the half-elf guards of the Padstow Security Guard officially took over the Tree of Life.

General Berkeley stood in front of the lobby on the first floor. A row of carriages were parked on the steps at his feet. The Silver Moon Elf officers had already boarded the carriages, and their luggage was tied to the shelves.

The adjutant walked up to Chief Berkeley and said, "Sir, everything is ready. It's time for us to set off."

Chief Berkeley nodded and looked at the Tree of Life above his head which looked like a giant umbrella. The city of Padstow had been developing continuously under his witness. Today, the city of Padstow was at least five times larger than when he arrived.

Originally, there were less than 300,000 half-blood elves in this city, but now the population of half-blood elves in Padstow has increased to 1.2 million...

This is a rich forest city with large apple orchards and orange trees surrounding the city. As long as the half-blood elves gather around the Tree of Life, they can develop it into a central city.

He had managed to recruit 10,000 half-elf security guards, and the city was developing very well. However, the Elf Elder Council and the Legion Headquarters successively issued several evacuation orders to leave the Partington plane.

Commander Berkeley had no choice but to evacuate from Padstow City with all the Silver Moon Elf officers of the Silver Pegasus Legion in the Partington plane.

The transfer order did not allow Berkeley to take the Padstow City Security Guard Regiment with him, which means that this half-elf security guard regiment will stay.

General Berkeley stepped into the carriage and asked his adjutant, "Shall we pass on the final order to the Security Guard?"

The adjutant said to General Berkeley, "Yes, General."

"Still no news from Captain Roy?" General Berkeley asked again.

"Captain Roy disappeared after leaving Queen Island. Based on some clues he left behind, the Corps Intelligence Department speculated that Captain Roy might have gone to Castletown City." The adjutant continued to General Berkeley.

"I want to wait until Roy returns to Padstow before leaving." Chief Berkeley held the carriage door with his hands to stop the adjutant from closing it.

"But the emergency transfer order from the Legion Headquarters has reached the deadline!" the adjutant reminded General Berkeley.

"We have been evacuating from Padstow one after another in recent times, which has caused the city of Padstow to become very chaotic. Now only Roy's return can stabilize the chaotic situation in Padstow." Berkeley got off the carriage and waved to the convoy, indicating that the convoy could set off.

The convoy parked in the small square in front of the military headquarters slowly moved, and one carriage after another loaded with supplies drove away from the military headquarters.

Only Chief Berkeley was standing alone on the steps. A group of half-elf officers from the City Security Corps were riding horses and rushing over from a distance. They should have come from the military camp.

A group of half-elf officers rode up to Chief Berkeley:
"Master General Berkeley, is the 17th Silver Pegasus Legion going to withdraw from the Partington Plane?"

Berkeley responded:

"Well, the order I just gave you is my last order. I hope that you can continue to take on the responsibility of guarding Padstow City after I leave. This is what I want to see most."

"Of course, you can also leave the Security Guard. If you want to leave Partington and return to the Elf Continent, you will have to become an ordinary resident again, or stay and continue to serve as an officer in the Security Guard. Whatever you choose is up to you."

"Boss Roy will soon take over your Security Guard Corps. He will be responsible for the military expenses of the Security Guard Corps. He will not only be the military chief of Padstow City, but also the governor of Padstow City."

All the half-elf officers looked at Chief Berkeley.

"If you were a half-elf, would you stay?"

"I will." Chief Berkeley said, "Like Boss Roy said in the central square, the Siren Tribe in the Partington plane is resisting the Dark Faceless Legion. If I were a half-blood elf, I would stay."

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Roy rushed to the Silver Pegasus Military Headquarters in Padstow City almost non-stop. Along the way, he saw many Silver Moon Elves gathering in carriages towards the central square.

He asked a familiar Silver Moon Elf officer and found out that today was the deadline for the Silver Pegasus military to evacuate the Partington plane. He knew that Berkeley would definitely wait for him to come back, but he didn't expect that he would still be a step late.

The 17th Silver Pegasus Legion acted quickly and had actually withdrawn all its troops from Padstow.

The carriage stopped in front of the square in front of the Silver Pegasus Military Headquarters, and Roy saw a group of half-elf officers surrounding Chief Berkeley. Roy jumped out of the carriage.

He ran quickly to Chief Berkeley, and the half-elf officers around him made way for him.

Director Berkeley's eyes were bloodshot and he looked a little tired.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to make it back."

Director Berkeley walked up, bumped fists with Roy, and then gave him a tight hug.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Roy asked.

"It says that you will take over Padstow City and lead a fleet to Partington Island. Perhaps you don't want to take on the responsibility on the Partington plane, so you urged us to complete the evacuation mission before your fleet arrives in Padstow City."

"I have to go back to the Plateau City to gather a group of half-elf guards. It will probably take at least a week," Roy explained.

Berkeley put his arm around Roy's shoulders, and the two of them walked out from a group of half-elf officers. Under the Tree of Life, Berkeley whispered to Roy:

"Why are you still helping us deal with those gray dwarf bandits? There's obviously a lot of mess here in Partington that we can't clean up in time."

"This is my last gift to Earl Swinburne before I leave."

"After this separation and the closure of the portal, I don't know if I'll have the chance to see you again in this life..."

Berkeley recalled that when he and Roy first met, he was the leader of a material transport team of the Logistics Department, and Roy was just a young guide called over from the Elf Continent by Earl Swinburne.

Who would have thought that in just ten years, Roy transformed from an ordinary guide into a plane lord.

"There will be opportunities in the future. After all, my home is in Castletown."

Roy was not worried about this at all.

"Roy... have you broken through to the second level?"

Director Berkeley finally noticed Roy's difference and asked him with a look of surprise.

"Yes, the person standing in front of you is none other than Roy, the combat priest from the Castletown Statue of Liberty." Roy chuckled and answered.

"No wonder you said you had a chance to return to Castletown..." The two chatted for a while, and General Berkeley's sadness of parting gradually disappeared. He took out a bunch of keys from his arms, handed them directly to Roy, and said to Roy:

"These are the keys to all the rooms in the military headquarters. After we leave, I suggest you occupy this place as soon as possible. This tree of life will produce a batch of life sap every two weeks. The essence of this life sap is the foundation for the development of the elves. Don't give this place up."

Roy nodded and replied, "Of course I don't."

"Well, now that you're back, I've handed you the key here in person. I've finished my last task. I'll leave Partington through the portal soon. Roy, you have to take good care of this city for me. You don't know how much effort I've put into building this city over the years..."

Chief Berkeley said as he walked towards the carriage on the roadside...

"Where is the Earl going to transfer you to when you return to Queen's Island this time?" Roy couldn't help but ask.

"It might be in Rocky Mountain... I'm just guessing, it hasn't been decided yet."

Berkeley said.

Just like that, Director Berkeley left the Partington plane in a hurry.

He left Roy the intact city of Padstow, all the half-elf security guards, and an undamaged Tree of Life.

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Even the Tree of Life in Castletown is controlled by the Moon Temple. Every week, the priests of the Moon Temple distribute diluted sap of life to the Silver Moon Elves. The half-blood elves in Castletown can't get even a hair.

Now, Roy suddenly has the right to distribute a tree of life...

He stood on the steps at the entrance of the military headquarters, looking at the more than one hundred half-elf officers in front of him.

Almost all of them are officers of the rank of squadron leader or above in the Padstow Security Guard, and are considered half-elves who hold real power in the Security Guard.

"In the future, the Padstow City Security Guard and the Pagista Plateau Mine Guard will be merged to form the Partington Planar Army. The Padstow Security Guard will still be mainly responsible for the security of Padstow City. How many elf guards do you have in your guard group now?"

Roy said to Mrak, the leader of the Security Guard.

Mrak is a half-elf who was born and raised in Padstow and has extremely deep feelings for this city. Chief Berkeley promoted him to the position of head of the Security Guard because he was impressed by his seriousness in work and his deep feelings for this city.

"There are currently twelve thousand half-elf guard warriors." Mrak responded.

Roy said, "Then the main task of the Security Guard Corps will be to continue to recruit more soldiers. I need the Security Guard Corps to have at least 20,000 half-elf guards. Next, I will divide Padstow into ten districts, and each district will have a thousand security guards. We must ensure that there will be no trouble in Padstow."

"I have been quite busy recently and have little energy to manage Padstow City. Padstow City must remain stable."

Mlak straightened his back and responded loudly: "Boss Roy, please rest assured that I will make Padstow stable."

Roy nodded, turned and walked into the hall on the first floor of the Tree of Life.

The hall was empty. There were two half-elf receptionists standing at the front desk. They knew Roy. When they saw him walk into the hall, they stared at him excitedly...

Roy said to Captain Mlak behind him, "Send a security team to the central square and wait for all the Silver Moon elves in the square to leave. This security team will take over control of the portal."

"Okay, Boss Roy."

Led by the half-elf female receptionist, Roy walked around the military headquarters.

It was not until Lysander got the message and rushed here to see Roy that Roy said to him:

"Lesander, from now on, the warehouses of the 17th Silver Pegasus Legion will also belong to me. Important supplies will be stored in this warehouse. You will work here. In addition, we will also be responsible for supplying the military supplies of the Padstow Security Guards. You will do a good job in collecting and allocating supplies."

"Boss, once the portal is cut off, our army's elf cookies will become very scarce." Leishande whispered to Roy.

"I'll take care of this. All problems will be difficult in the beginning, but once everything is in order, things will become easy later..."

Roy comforted Leisander and transferred him to the Silver Pegasus Military Headquarters.

Roy had wasted most of the day in Padstow just to arrange a few small things, and it was not until the evening that he was ready to leave the military headquarters.

Walking outside, Roy found that the small square below the steps of the military headquarters was crowded with tens of thousands of half-blood elves. These half-blood elves chose to sit quietly in the square. No one said a word until Roy walked out of the military headquarters. Someone in the crowd shouted, "Boss Roy is out!"

The half-blood elves in the small square and the surrounding avenues all stood up, and all their eyes fell on Roy.

"Boss Roy, is the portal to the Partington plane going to be closed?" A half-elf squeezed in the crowd and asked loudly.

"That's right. The portal on Partington Island will be removed. From now on, it will not be possible to directly enter the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom from the Partington plane."

Roy also raised his voice as loud as possible.

"You will face two choices: stay in the Partington plane or return to the Elf Continent..."

A half-blood elf walked out of the crowd and talked to Roy:

"Boss Roy, I want to know, once the plane portal is closed, the magic herbs we collected will become worthless. Will our life here become as hard as before?"

"I know very well that our current wealthy life is actually supported by the booming magic herb market. But now the Silver Moon Elf merchants have left the Partington plane. Who are we going to sell our magic herbs to in the future?"

Roy motioned for everyone to be quiet:

"I think most of the half-blood elves in Padstow know that I have a magic herb trading company in Padstow, right?"

"You can sell your magic herbs to my trading company. If the manager of the trading company refuses to accept your magic herbs or deliberately suppresses the price of magic herbs, you can come to me again and I will deal with him personally."

"boom……"

There was a cheer as they left the small square.

(End of this chapter)