Path of Light.

Chapter 912 Preparations for War on Kui Island
Under the blue sky, the waves gently lick the white sand beach.

A row of magic airships are moored at the dock of Kui Island. The sails of these magic airships are all rolled up, and the half-elf crew members are busy cleaning the decks.

Some crew members were also carrying supplies into the cabin, and the entire work process was carried out in an orderly manner.

Connected to the pier is a ship repair yard on the beach.

Some repaired magic airships are stranded on the beach. They do not need high tide to go into the sea. As long as all the floating devices are activated, these repaired magic airships can be sent to the sea.

These magical airships are stranded on the beach just to get a few more coats of paint on their bottoms...

The imperial merchants and crew members imprisoned on Kui Island were now wearing linen robes, sunshades on their heads, and carrying paint buckets in their hands, painting the bottoms of these magic airships.

The weather was extremely hot. Although there was a sea breeze, the sunlight was shining vertically, scorching the body, as if one was in a huge oven.

The imperial merchants and crew crouched on the bottom of the ship to avoid the direct sunlight...

They saw a magic airship descending from the sky, but they didn't pay much attention to it at first, because in the past two days, nearly ten magic airships had docked at the Kui Island Pier, and they were used to it.

It was only when they saw the number on the bow of the magic airship that an imperial crew member exclaimed:

"It's Magic Airship No. 3. Maybe Boss Roy is on it..."

Another Imperial crew member echoed:

"I'm sure he's up there. Number 3 and Number 4 went out together this time. Number 4 came back three days earlier. Now that Number 3 is back, Boss Roy must be here too."

The Imperial crew members speculated: "I heard that they are going to the Elf Continent this time. Will they contact our merchant ships to discuss whether we should stay or go and the ransom?"

"Don't think about it. If we're talking about ransom, how could those grandfathers not have any news?"

The other imperial crew member pointed at the imperial merchants under another ship and whispered.

Soon, with the help of the propulsion device, Magic Airship No. 3 successfully entered the crowded Kui Island Pier.

Magic airship No. 3 was not far from the shipyard, and the imperial crew hiding at the bottom of the ship to paint could see the deck very clearly.

When the Imperial merchants and crew members were escorted to the deck by the half-elf guards, the Imperial crew members at the shipyard all stood up.

They walked out of the ship, stood under the scorching sun, and stared at the imperialists on the deck in the distance...

"What's going on? Why did they bring back some more crew members? Oh, look, there are merchants behind them."

"Could it be that other imperial merchants are also cooperating with the gray dwarves and have been discovered by them?"

"I guess so..."

……

Just as the imperial people at the shipyard began to make all kinds of speculations, the imperial sailors and merchants who came out of the prison cells in the lower cabin were also observing Kui Island.

The first thing they saw was a volcano rising into the sky on the north side of the island, with the crater even reaching into the clouds. Then there was a coastline that seemed to have no end in sight. These crew members had rich sailing experience, and when they came to the waters of the Elf Continent, they naturally knew about Kui Island.

In their impression, Kuei Island is still controlled by the gray dwarves.

There is actually a row of magic airships parked neatly at the dock of Kuei Island. You should know that in order to prevent the magic airships from being destroyed by the Silver Pegasus Knights of the elves, the gray dwarves never drive magic airships across the Mensa Strait...

The only explanation for the number of magic airships on the island is that they are all half-elves.

As expected, these magic airships have giant elves' whale-hunting crossbows installed on their bows...

At the same time, the imperial crew members also saw the shipyard on the other side. There were nearly thirty magic airships on this island of Kui, which made the imperial crew members feel even more depressed.

A crew member whispered to his companion:
"Why do you think Boss Piette and his men would want to provoke the half-blood elves? They have so many ships on the sea, and it's clear that they are quite powerful. Why would we want to provoke them?"

"We are being held captive now. Do you think they will let us pay a ransom and then let us go?"

The crew stood on the deck and discussed in low voices.

"Maybe. They won't ask us to work for them in the shipyard!"

An Imperial crew member whispered.

At this time, a team of half-elf guards boarded the ship along the sampan.

They wore silver armor, with elven swords hanging from their waists and their faces covered by masks. They looked coldly at the imperial crew on the deck. One of the half-elven guards walked to the front and spoke to them in Elvish:

"I know some of you can understand Elvish, so I don't want to waste time talking to you. Don't think that you can refuse to carry out my orders just because you can't understand Elvish!"

"Now, I order you to line up."

Walker stood on the deck, holding the hilt of the elven sword with one hand, and spoke to the imperial crew.

The Imperial crew members hesitated. They looked at each other, and no one followed Walker's orders.

The half-elf guards behind Walker stepped forward and pressed the crew members to the deck almost at the same time. The half-elf crew members who were watching nearby also came up to help. They tied the hands of the imperial crew members behind their backs with oil-soaked hemp ropes, and then strung the imperial crew members together one by one with ropes.

Almost all the Imperial crew members who were pinned to the deck received several punches in the stomach.

For a moment, the entire deck was filled with wailing, but Walker did not stop giving orders and continued to shout to the Imperial crew:

"Everyone, stand up and walk off the boat one by one. I won't tell you again. You have to walk on your own now. Later I will personally throw you off the boat."

Hearing that the words of the half-elf guard Walker did not sound like a simple threat, the Imperial crew members endured the pain in their stomachs and struggled to climb up from the deck.

Their hands were now tied behind their backs, and they were all tied together with ropes. If they wanted to stand up, they could only cooperate with each other...

This time they were probably scared and there was no hesitation in their actions. It seemed that every imperial crew member could understand the Elvish language.

"Boss, if we treat them like this, will it make the boss unhappy?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of anything that happens! The boss is pretty tolerant of other things, but once it comes to the trafficking of half-elf slaves, there is no death penalty in the elf world, otherwise these guys wouldn't show up on Kui Island."

Walker tapped the chest of the Imperial sailor walking in front with his scabbard and said with certainty.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and get off the boat!"

There came the scolding voice of the half-elf guard from behind.

At this time, the imperial crew members saw that the merchants were also taken to the deck. Several of them looked a little embarrassed, and almost everyone had bruises on their faces. It seemed that they had been beaten during the detention process. They also looked listless and dirty.

An imperial merchant turned and shouted to the half-elf guard:

"Where is your leader? I want to see your leader! I am willing to pay a large ransom for my freedom."

"What are you arguing about? You slave traders, get off the boat quickly."

The half-blood elf guards did not give these merchants a chance to speak, and lined them up behind the crew members and escorted them off the magic airship. When these imperial people arrived at the dock, they were directly sent to the shipyard by the half-blood elf guards.

These imperialists walked into the shipyard on the soft sand and immediately saw those imperialists squatting on the bottom of the ship painting.

The two groups of imperial men looked at each other in silence, and the imperial men coming from behind immediately understood their fate...

"Oh my god, am I going to be painting here for the rest of my life?"

"Look! We're not the only ones painting here..."

Some Imperial crew members discussed this in anger and grief.

……

After entering the waters of Kui Island, Miss Abisenfan and Miss Nania sneaked off the boat from the stern and swam back to the coral reef waters.

Watching the magic airship approaching the dock, Miss Nania silently withdrew her gaze, dived into the sea, and dived directly to the bottom of the sea.

"We're back now? This elf journey is too short."

Miss Abisenfan said to Nanya somewhat angrily.

She held onto the coral reef and said to Miss Nanya:
"I had planned to stay in the Elf City for a few days, but I didn't expect that we would come back after listening to a concert..."

"You should be content. After all, we went to the elf world and listened to a very good concert. The most important thing is that we returned safely. This is what we should be most thankful for." Miss Nania hugged Abisonfan's smooth arm and persuaded.

"You've seen it, Boss Roy must have run into some trouble. Despite that, he still kept his promise to us and brought us back safely. So..."

Before Nanya finished speaking, Miss Abisenfan continued:

"I know. I will keep my promise and deliver those iron blocks as soon as possible."

"It's good that you know this. This is our first time cooperating with half-elves, so we need to establish a good reputation before we can continue our cooperation. Who knows, maybe someday, we can visit the elf world again." Miss Nania whispered aside.

When Miss Abisonfan heard Nanya say that there would be a chance to go to the elf world in the future, her eyes suddenly brightened.

"Nania, you are right. This is our first collaboration. Besides, Master Claire and Boss Roy are good friends. Who knows, we may go to the Elf Continent someday. I will have a chance to listen to Master Claire's concert again..."

Miss Abisenfan held her chest and spun in circles on the seabed. A group of bubbles came out of her body and kept floating toward the surface of the sea.

Unlike Claire, who was on Miss Abisenfan's mind, Miss Nania looked through the clear sea water towards the island of Kui in the north and sighed quietly.

"Nanya, I'm going back to Gomez, do you want to go back with me?"

"I brought you out of Gomez City, and of course I will send you back safely..."

Nanya said to her bestie.

……

"Tiffany, take this letter from me and go to Manes Island to find Zeena and Olive, and ask them to bring the Siren Warriors to meet me here."

When Roy got off the boat, he handed a letter in his hand to Tiffany who was about to rest.

Tiffany's lower body was already soaked in the sea. She propped her hands on the wooden floor of the dock, letting her upper body stick out of the sea water, and said reluctantly:
"So far? Why don't you send griffin cavalry to fly over? They can fly much faster than I can swim. I'm already very tired after going to the Elf Continent with you. Now I don't feel like swimming at all, and I have to swim so far!"

Regardless of whether Tiffany was willing or not, Roy stuffed the letter into her hand and said:

"The Griffin Riders can't find Zeena and the others."

"So you're going to send me?" Miss Tiffany stared at Roy with wide eyes.

Roy didn't back down and looked her in the eye.

In the end, Miss Tiffany couldn't stand it anymore, looked away, and said:

"Okay, I'll go!"

"Go quickly and come back soon..."

Roy gave Miss Tiffany some instructions and then stood up.

There were a lot of supplies piled around the dock, and almost all of them were shipped from the Partington plane. Many of them were moved onto the ship by the half-blood elves.

At this time, another magic airship rose from the dense forest, and then slowly flew towards the Kui Island Pier with the help of a propulsion device.

Roy walked out of the dock, and half-elves kept greeting him along the way.

He came to the headquarters of the mine guards. The number of half-elf guards in the camp had obviously increased a lot, and the whole camp looked very crowded...

Woods saw Roy coming in from outside, stood up and asked Roy:
"What is the current situation of those imperial merchant ships? How many half-blood elves are on board the imperial merchant ships?"

"The exact number is still unknown, but according to the information provided by the Adventurer's Guild, the first batch of imperial merchant ships should have entered the waters under the jurisdiction of the tribal orcs. We need to chase them immediately."

Roy replied.

"So you're going all out this time?" Woods asked Roy.

"Well, the enemy we are going to face is not the imperial merchants and mercenaries on the merchant ships, but the gray dwarves of the Northern Army, so we must be fully prepared this time."

Roy sat opposite Woods...

The half-elf guard at the door came in and reported: "Boss, Captain Jeroin is here."

"Please ask him to come in." Roy waved his hand casually.

At this time, Captain Jeroin strode into the military tree house and hurriedly asked Roy:
"Roy, what happened? Why are you calling me from Sun Island Bay so urgently?"

Roy slowly told Captain Jeroin and Woods the news he had received from Mrs. Nancy, and then said:

“…That’s probably it.”

Captain Jeroin frowned and said:
"So you are going to take your fleet to the Mensa Strait?"

"Well, now we can only chase them there and intercept those imperial merchant ships." Roy said.

"What if some imperial merchant ships don't take that route?"

Captain Jeroin asked Roy.

Roy lowered his head, took out a stack of nautical charts from his magic waist bag, spread them out on the table one by one, and examined them carefully.

(End of this chapter)