elf patrol

  "You know him?" Roy asked in surprise.

  Sabrina came closer with squinting big blue eyes, her long translucent ears almost touching Roy's face, and she carried a faint fragrance.

  "He is Jefferson's friend, but their relationship is not that good. Peleus usually does petty theft in the lower city. Occasionally Jefferson will ask him to do something. I have met him a few times. Moira, do you have any impressions? ?"

  Moira also leaned her head over, her delicate face looking extremely childish.

  If she were a human girl, she would be about fifteen or sixteen years old!

  There is even a slight amount of fine hair on her lips and cheeks. You can only see it when you get closer. The way she pouted her mouth is very cute.

  "I have never met Peleus, but I have heard his name."

  Moira shook her head and said.

  Sabrina immediately put on a suspicious look and asked, "Why are you looking for him?"

  Roy then explained: "On the morning when the Holy Grail was lost, I saw him jumping out of the wall of the temple, and I didn't think much about it at the time. Later, I heard that the Holy Grail in the temple was lost, and I suspected that he had stolen the Holy Grail in the temple. "

  "You suspect that he stole the Holy Grail?" Sabrina couldn't believe it.

  Then she found that she actually believed it, because Peleus was a Darkmoon Elf with three hands...

  "Well, it's just a suspicion. In fact, I'm not sure, and I don't have any evidence." Roy said frankly.

  Only then did Sabrina realize that the three people were too close. She quickly sat up straight and moved her head away.

  "You should report these clues to the elf patrols of the city defense team." She said to Roy.

  Roy scratched his head and said:

  "Actually, I just have suspicions, and I don't know him. I can't just tell the elf guards that I saw an elf jumping out of the temple that morning. I don't know any other information. How useful is it? Maybe it will be I am called back and forth by the guards all day long."

  "And that morning, I didn't know that the temple was stolen, and I couldn't say that he must have stolen the Holy Grail just because there were a few basil leaves on his pants..."

  "I don't want to cause trouble, and I don't want to frame good people."

  When Roy said these words, he secretly glanced at Moira's suspender skirt.

  Compared to elder sister Sabrina, Moira's skin appears a little gray, but more delicate.

  "So you want to find it, confirm that he stole the Holy Grail, and then report him?"

  Moira's eyes are very clear, and she doesn't have the defensiveness between men and women...

  "No, I just want to give the portrait to the elf patrols to provide them with some clues." Roy said.

  In fact, he also thought about telling the information to High Priest Reed, but thinking of the danger that might occur during the inquiry process, he decided to leave it to the elf patrols of the guard team.

  After hearing what Roy said, Moira put her mind at ease and said in agreement:

  "Well, don't risk it yourself."

  The voice was soft and delicate.

  …

  Roy returned home with the painting.

  He planned to go to the guard team tomorrow morning to report the news to the elf guards.

  Before going to bed, Roy also practiced the 'Divine Blessing' in the bedroom. Unfortunately, this primary level divine technique was much more difficult than the 'Divine Glimmer Technique'.

  Until he fell asleep, he could not increase the success rate of casting spells...

  Priest Theodore advocates using magic items to simplify the steps of Divine Transformation spell casting and improve the spell casting success rate.

  Roy, who had suffered countless spell casting failures, suddenly felt that what he said made sense...

  Roy, who was in a state of random thoughts, fell asleep wrapped in sheets.

  On the contrary, the holy light particles floating around his body are always caught by an invisible tentacle and quickly integrated into Roy's body.

  …

  A ray of sunlight shines through the window and shines on the wooden wall next to the door, leaving a spot of light.

  The sea breeze blew open the gauze curtains of the hut, and accompanied by the cries of seabirds, Roy struggled to get up from the bed.

  On a clear day, Castletown Harbor looks like a giant sapphire.

  Roy walked into the living room and found Ms. Belinda in her pajamas, sitting at the dining table drinking a cup of scented tea made with dew.

  "Why are you up so early? You can still sleep a little longer..."

  Belinda said to Roy.

  "I can't sleep anymore, get ready to go out early!"

  Roy responded as he sat down across from Ms. Belinda.

  Looking at the Life Tree juice in the cup, I always feel that what is in the cup is not only nutrient solution, but also Ms. Belinda's heavy love.

  (There was a clerical error here, and it was wrongly written as World Tree juice. In fact, it was mentioned in the previous chapter that there is only one Ancient Life Tree that is five thousand years old in Castletown, Chapter 3.)

  "What are you looking at? Why don't you drink it in one gulp?"

  Ms. Belinda asked Roy with a doting look on her face.

  "This Life Tree juice is your quota, until now I am drinking your Life Tree juice..." Roy said.

  "Ouch! What do I think? Life Tree juice only makes elves seem to slow down their aging, but it doesn't actually extend their lives. No matter how much tree juice I drink, I can still stay younger. But you are different. You grow up very fast. You are almost an adult in half the time of other children. I don't want your childhood to be spent in such a hurry. You still have to learn knowledge at the elf Academy, and you can't look too mature than other children."

  Ms. Belinda explained to Roy.

  Her tone of voice was soft, very gentle.

  Just as mother Belinda said, if the two of them went out on the street now, some people would believe that Ms. Belinda was Roy's elder sister.

  Although she is already an elf mother, her sweet face doesn't look like it no matter how you look at it.

  Roy held the cup filled with Life Tree juice and drank it in one gulp.

  …

  Leaving home, Roy ran all the way out of Brown Street.

  There is no city defense guard station on Brown Street. The closest guard station to Brown Street is on the pier of Castletown Harbor.

  Roy needs to take a detour to the pier and hand over the portrait that Sabrina drew to the elf guarding there.

  The dock in the early morning is very lively and noisy.

  There are hundreds of large and small ships moored here. Some large three-masted sailing ships are moored side by side in the deep water. More large ships are parked in anchorages on the sea. The port cannot accommodate so many ships.

  The guard is stationed right next to the deep water port, probably to prevent these foreign crew members from causing trouble again.

  There are some small fish stalls in the fish market on the other side of the pier. It seems that the tide has not come yet.

  Roy walked to the guard's door, feeling a little nervous.

  This is a small second-layer building next to the dock warehouse and grocery store. As soon as you enter the door, you will see a tall front desk and even a wooden fence. There are probably some rooms upstairs.

  An elf lady wearing leather armor stood behind the front desk and asked Roy:

  "What can I do for you?"

  Roy approached the front desk, sat on a round stool, calmed his breathing for a moment, and then introduced himself:

  "My name is Roy. I live at No. 57 Brown Street. I went fishing at the beach last Saturday morning and happened to pass by the temple... Later I heard that the Holy Grail in the temple was stolen. I suspected that it was the elf who jumped over the wall. I can still remember his appearance very clearly, so I asked my neighbor's elder sister to draw a portrait."

  Roy told what happened in quite detail.

  At this time, some elf guards came in from outside.

  Whenever I see Roy, I will look at him twice.

  The elf lady rearranged the manuscript paper in her hand, read it carefully again, shook her aching hand, and responded to Roy:

  "I have recorded these words truthfully, but you are responsible for what you said. Are you sure that the information you said is true?"

  "I'm sure." Roy said, placing his right hand on his heart.

  This is an action taken by elves to swear an oath. Of course, this action alone does not have the effect of a magical contract. If you want it to be binding, you need to use a contract array or scroll.

  The elf lady nodded, took the portrait from Roy's hand and said:

  "Well, leave the portrait to me! Thank you for the information you provided. If we find anything based on this information, we will give you some rewards."

  Roy didn't expect that he might get a reward for providing information, which was an unexpected surprise.

  "If nothing happens, can I leave?"

  "Can..."

  The elf lady raised her head and glanced at Roy, replying.

  This was Roy's first time to 'report a crime'. He was a little nervous, and his palms were sweaty when he walked out of the guard.

  Being blown by the sea breeze, I felt that my whole body became much more relaxed.

  …

  elf Academy

  Roy has two big classes in the morning, namely literature and history class and geography class.

  There are only four classes for these three courses every week. Today there is no primary level martial skill practice class, and tomorrow there is no geography class.

  The course Roy signed up for was the modern history of Silvermoon Elf. Because he went to the Guards, Roy got to the Academy a little late.

  When I ran all the way to the classroom, it was already filled with young elf students.

  Seeing the decorations in the classroom, Roy felt in relief.

  Finally, I saw what a normal classroom should look like. It was a large staircase classroom. All the seats in the classroom were arranged in an arc from low to high. There was an arc-shaped podium at the lowest part of the classroom.

  Roy walked into the Great Sect room from the side door and saw that the seats in the front row were almost occupied by young elves, so he could only walk up the stairs to the back.

  He found an empty seat in the corner of the back row and sat down, gasping for breath.

  The mixed-race elf sitting next to him nodded to him, but said nothing.

  Roy quickly nodded in response...

  Later, Roy discovered that there were a lot of female elves in the literature and history class, and most of them were Silvermoon Elfs. The mixed-race elves only occupied a corner at the back of the classroom.

  (End of chapter)