Path of Light.

Chapter 922 921. Investigation
Not long after, the sound of footsteps was heard at the door, and then a sturdy green-skinned man came to the door and stood there with some restraint.

Except for his greenish skin color, his face and figure were more like an Imperial. He wore a pair of bloomers that the elves were accustomed to wearing on the lower body, a short shirt on the upper body, and a braid on his head.

However, Roy discovered that not only did he have big feet, but his finger joints were also very thick. When he smiled, he could see his unusually sharp canine teeth.

Sayer looked into the room and saw Mrs. Evans sitting on the sofa. He smiled ingratiatingly and said to her very respectfully:

"Mrs. Evans, you're looking for me?"

Mrs. Evans knew him well, and beckoned him in, saying:
"This is Boss Roy. His fleet wants to go to the Mensa Strait. You are very familiar with that place. I think you might be willing to talk to him."

At this time, the maid behind Mrs. Evans walked to the terrace and closed the two doors, immediately blocking out the noisy sounds outside.

Sayil then looked at Roy.

When he saw Roy's face that looked like an Imperial, his expression suddenly became much more relaxed.

He turned to look at Roy and said in fluent Elvish:

"Yes, I am familiar with this part of the southern part of the Mensa Strait."

While Sayil was looking at Roy, Roy was also looking at the orc.

From his limbs, ears and skin color, you can still see the orc blood in his body.

Roy himself had no ill feelings towards the orcs.

Even though he lived in the elf world and had heard a lot of complaints from the elves about the orcs, he still remained a little curious about them...

"Hello, my name is Roy, I'm a half-elf from Castleton City." Roy stood up and stretched out his hand to Sayir.

Sayil breathed a sigh of relief and shook hands with Roy.

Sayir's palms are thick and covered with calluses, and they feel safe to hold.

Sayil probably thought that half-elves and half-orcs should have something in common. He grinned and said:
"My name is Sayil, I'm a half-orc. My mother is from the Empire. When she was pregnant with me, she came to the Evernight Forest from the Mensa Plains. I was born in Saint Margaret Port in the Evernight Forest, and I've lived here ever since."

"After I became an adult, I often went fishing with boats to make a living. Fishing boats from St. Margaret's Harbour would go to the fishing grounds on the Mensa Strait to fish. My understanding of the Mensa Strait started from being on the fishing boats, and now I am a guide."

"If you are willing to hire me, I can take you to all the fishing grounds in the Mensa Strait..."

Roy nodded.

What satisfied him most was Sayil's fluent Elvish.

Sayil sat opposite him with some restraint. Roy hesitated for a moment before saying:
"I brought some half-blood elves to Port Saint Margaret this time, and we really need a guide who is very familiar with the Mensa Strait to show us the route."

"But my requirements for guides may be a bit high. The guides who serve me must not only have strong business capabilities, but also have a strong enough heart to dare to face some emergencies at sea. In addition, I plan to stay in the Mensa Strait for a few months. Once I go out to sea, it will be impossible for me to return to St. Margaret's Port in the short term."

"We are heading to the Mensa Strait this time to track down some slave traders. This may be dangerous. Our danger comes not only from the mercenaries on those merchant ships, but also from the group of gray dwarves in the Northern Fleet."

"You were introduced by Mrs. Evans. I believe in Mrs. Evans's vision, but I must tell you about these circumstances in advance. You can consider it."

This is equivalent to Roy telling him very implicitly: It may be dangerous for us to go to the Mensa Strait, and it is up to you to decide whether you want to come.

Sayer obviously understood what Roy said. He smiled shyly at Roy and said with certainty:

"No need to think about it, I am willing to take this job."

After all, it was an introduction by an acquaintance, so I saved myself some of the trouble of testing myself in the beginning.

Roy said to Sayil:
"Then you can go back and pack up, and then meet me at the dock before dawn. My ship is docked at the dock now. It looks a little special, with some leaves growing on the main mast. I will leave St. Margaret's Harbor tomorrow morning..."

Sayil immediately bowed to Roy and said:

"thank you for your trust."

Sayil looked happy and left the room.

Mrs. Evans withdrew her gaze from behind Sayer and said to Roy:

"You probably can't imagine how difficult it is for an orc to live in the elf world, but no matter how difficult it is, he persisted. It is precisely because of his perseverance that I will introduce him to you..."

"I am very satisfied with this guide. Thank you, Mrs. Evans."

Roy said some words of thanks to Mrs. Evans.

Mrs. Evans asked Roy again:

"Are you really not going to contact those adventure groups?"

Roy shook his head. He had seen what kind of people those adventure groups were like in Castletown City. Now that he came to Port Saint Margaret, he didn't want to cooperate with those adventure groups.

"Forget about this. I think it's best for us to do our own things and not interfere with each other."

Roy said casually, holding the document in his hand.

Mrs. Evans stood up and said to Roy:

"In that case, I wish you all the best."

Roy also stood up and saluted Mrs. Evans, and then said:

"I send you the same wishes, Mrs. Evans."

After saying these words, Roy walked out of the room and went downstairs holding the thick list provided by Mrs. Evans.

Sabrina and Moira hardly spoke the entire time, and followed Roy quietly the whole time.

It was not until the three of them walked out of the Adventurer's House that Moira could not help but look back, and then whispered to Roy:
"Did Mrs. Evans send us this information about the Imperial merchant ships?"

"more or less!"

"Why would they do this? Aren't they afraid of angering the gray dwarves in the Northern Fleet?" Moira wondered.

"In the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom, there are hundreds of thousands of half-blood elves providing various services to the Adventurer's Guild's peripheral markets. The Adventurer's Guild does not want the half-blood elves to be sold to Roland Continent..."

Roy explained as they walked.

Walking to the first floor, the hall was still very lively, with many elves chatting with wine glasses...

……

Roy walked out of the Adventurer's House, feeling a little worried that it might not be easy to rent a carriage here.

Unexpectedly, a Dark Moon Elf waiter standing at the door just waved in the direction of the flowers, and a carriage drove out from the path between the flowers. There was an empty carriage parked on the dark path. The carriage slowly came to the steps at the entrance of the Adventurer's House, and the Dark Moon Elf waiter opened the door for Roy and the other two.

Roy told the coachman his destination and sat in the carriage looking through the thick list.

"The cities of the Dark Moon Elves and the Silver Moon Elves are indeed somewhat different. At first I thought the biggest difference was these tree houses. Now it seems that the Dark Moon Elves are more tolerant than the Silver Moon Elves. They don't seem to hate orcs that much..."

Sabrina spoke up, a rare occurrence.

Obviously she was talking about Sayil, the orc guide.

Roy responded while looking through the merchant ship list:

"No matter which city, there are always some elves who don't particularly hate orcs. There are some in Castletown as well, but you just can't come into contact with them. Besides, Sayil is a half-orc, and he is similar to me. Most of his current physical characteristics are more like those of the Imperials."

After saying that, Roy flipped through the pages one by one.

He saw the names of many imperial merchant ships, as well as the characteristics of the ships, the number of imperial crew members on board, which mercenary groups were hired, and the strength of these mercenary groups. These were all described in detail on the list.

In addition, the list also includes the number of half-elves on the ship and the time when these ships left the port.

Because he had the exact time of departure, Roy could estimate the approximate location of these imperial merchant ships based on this information...

This information is obviously much more detailed than the information provided by Weiser.

As expected of the Adventurer's Guild of the Elf World, the information channels they control are enough to almost tell the color of the underwear of these imperial crew members.

After flipping through a few pages, Roy couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The carriage soon stopped at the pier of Porto San Marco and Roy paid and got off.

It was already late at night, but there were still many Darkmoon Elf laborers at the St. Margaret Harbor dock, moving various supplies from the dock. Some were unloaded from the ship, and some were to be loaded onto the ship.

Some ships did not have cranes installed, so the Darkmoon Elves had to carry the cargo onto the ships one by one.

There are a lot of goods piled up on the dock...

This time, Roy deliberately asked the coachman to park the carriage at the edge of the port, so that he would need to walk a distance after getting off the carriage before returning to the Black Pearl...

In the dark night, the ships docked at the dock hung some lanterns on the bow, stern and mast. Among these ships were also the imperial merchant ships docked at the port.

Roy walked slowly along the river pier. The Dark Moon Elves' boats on the pier all had a strong elven style...

Finally, he saw an imperial merchant ship. Most of the huge hull was hidden in the dark night. Only some blurry hulls could be seen where lanterns were hung. These lanterns formed a rough outline of the hull, allowing Roy to recognize at a glance that this was an imperial merchant ship.

Roy stood on the dock next to the Imperial merchant ship and looked up at the five-masted sailing ship...

At this time, there were still some imperial crew members walking back and forth on the deck of the ship.

"Didn't the tax collector search the ship during the day? He said there were no half-blood elves on the ship..."

"The absence of half-blood elves on board does not mean they were not involved in the slave trade."

Roy said somewhat paranoidly.

Then he turned to Moira and asked:

"Moira, what kind of cargo do you think is on board this ship?"

Moira whispered:

"How do I know this?"

"You don't want me to go on board and check it for you, do you?"

Moira stared at Roy with wide eyes and asked him.

Seeing Roy nod, although Moira was somewhat reluctant, she still hid in the night.

Roy could feel Moira's presence flash by his side and then disappear.

He and Sabrina were the only ones left on the dock.

Sabrina remained speechless, wrapped in her cloak, feeling more like a plant if she weren't still breathing.

The two came to a shadow on the dock. From time to time, several Dark Moon Elves passed by carrying supplies. Roy leaned on a wooden box.

Sabrina couldn't help but ask him, "Since there are no half-elves on these ships, how are you going to check? You can't just kidnap their captains, right?"

"If the cargo hold only contains some goods shipped from the Green Empire, or valuable goods purchased from the Elf Continent, then it means that this is a merchant ship doing normal trade. If a large amount of daily necessities are stockpiled on the ship, then this imperial merchant ship is most likely a purchasing ship," Roy explained.

Sabrina fell silent again after hearing what Roy said.

Moira was taught by Captain Tennyson, so she was naturally very skilled in hiding her whereabouts. She did not make Roy wait for long. She quickly found out the situation of the supplies in the cargo hold and then hurried back.

"The cargo hold of this merchant ship was filled with stone and wood carvings. They even packed some magic fountain statues and crashed them onto the ship..."

After Moira reappeared from the shadows, she told Roy the information she had discovered on the Imperial merchant ship.

"Belinda said that many imperial nobles are very fond of the artworks from the Elven Continent. I guess this ship is a merchant ship that does business in artworks from the Elven Continent. Let's go! Let's go take a look at the other imperial merchant ships."

Roy brought Moira and Sabrina to another Imperial merchant ship.

However, this time Roy did not dare to get close, because there were people patrolling on the deck of this imperial merchant ship, and at this time, a large number of Dark Moon Elves were carrying goods onto the ship.

The three of them hid in the shadow of a pile of cargo boxes, and then they realized that these cargo boxes also needed to be moved onto the ship.

Roy immediately took out a dagger from his waist and skillfully pried open the lid of the wooden box along the gap.

Moira and Sabrina helped Roy lift up the lid of the box. There was no need to look inside the box to see that it was filled with elf cookies wrapped in palm leaves, because that was the appearance of the elf cookies Xavier had provided him during the day.

"Why did they buy so many elf cookies?"

Moira said in surprise.

"Could these be... materials that are to be shipped back to the Green Empire?"

"What do you think?" Roy looked at Sabrina.

"We can send someone to keep an eye on this ship."

Sabrina is obviously not like Moira, who always sees the bright side of things.

(End of this chapter)