Investigation

  Roy was used to eating dinner alone.

  The elf's dinner is very simple, usually just a plate of fruit or a piece of fish. Roy only ate an apple tonight.

  Ms. Jillian's next-door neighbor's little elf was very naughty. He threw small conch shells picked up from the beach as pebbles into Ms. Jillian's yard, and then got into his own yard without looking back.

  This brat doesn't dare to mess with Roy because Roy beat him twice.

  His grandma is an elf woman who is not to be trifled with. The last time he found Ms. Belinda, Roy was punished by Ms. Belinda and scrubbed the floor for a month.

  Her pointed little ears poked out from the wall, peeking at Moira who was squatting in the yard picking up conches.

  Moira turned around and saw that he was running back into the house like a frightened rabbit without looking back.

  "Hey, Katie Werner, let me catch you again, or I'll kick your ass." Roy yelled through the window.

  Katie Werner was born in almost the same year as Roy, but Roy's childhood was much shorter than Katie Werner's.

  Now, Roy already looks like a youngster, but Katie Werner still only looks seven or eight years old.

  "Roy, I'm not afraid of you..."

  Katie Werner screamed at Roy from across the yard.

  Moira stood in the yard, arranging her hair that was messed up by the sea breeze, and put the conch she picked up into the wooden barrel by the wall without saying a word.

  It seems like life is back to the way it was before.

  …

  It was rare that Ms. Belinda was home before dinner.

  No matter where she goes, she is so energetic...

  Standing next to the entrance hall, she saw Roy sitting on the sofa in the living room chewing an apple. Ms. Belinda took off her crystal sandals, trotted up to Roy, hugged Roy with both hands, and kissed him on the forehead.

  She is a Silvermoon Elf who is only three hundred years old, and she is still a youngster among the elves.

  After having Roy, I gradually began to adapt to the role of mother.

  "Roy, how have you been these past two days? I heard that there was a murder on Brown Street. The security in the downtown area is really worrying..."

  Roy closed his eyes and rested his forehead on Ms. Belinda's belly. Only in this way could he relieve a little of the embarrassment.

  Roy still enjoys this maternal love.

  "Everything was fine. I happened to be right next to those crew members when they killed people. I was serving as their guide. I didn't expect them to conflict with Jefferson..."

  Roy described the incident to Ms. Belinda, who was so frightened that she looked pale, her blue eyes filled with worry.

  "You will go to elf Academy next week. Otherwise, we rent a house in the uptown area and you can move there directly, so you can be closer to the Academy." Ms. Belinda said.

  She felt that by living in the uptown area, at least public security issues could be guaranteed.

  The reason why Ms. Belinda moved here in the first place was that besides the less stressful life here, another reason was that there were many mixed-race elves living here, and only they would not discriminate against Roy's semi-elf status.

  If he lived in an uptown area, I don't know how many looks Roy would receive. Maybe he would be like Ms. Gillian's youngest daughter Moira next door, who is introverted and autistic.

  Roy thought about the work of the trainee priest at Liberty Goddess Temple, so he shook his head very firmly and said to Ms. Belinda:

  "It's good to live here. I can take care of myself."

  He didn't want to get too entangled in this topic, so he quickly changed the topic:

  "How busy is the work at the art museum?"

  When the work was mentioned, Ms. Belinda's attention was immediately diverted. She leaned on the sofa a little tiredly, hammered her sore shoulders with her hand and said:

  "Recently, the art museum is rushing to participate in the opening exhibition of the Buenos City Art Festival. There are still two sculptures in a rough embryonic state. They will be busy for another two weeks and they will be ready..."

  "If you are busy, I can go to elf Academy to report on Monday." Roy said.

  Looking at the youngster in front of me, it seems that he has grown up suddenly.

  Ms. Belinda ruffled Roy's hair fiercely and said happily: "My Roy has grown up. Not only does he have his own ideas, but he has also become more independent."

  …

  While Ms. Belinda was taking a shower downstairs, Roy came out to the terrace.

  Every day after dinner, Roy would come up whenever he had time, and this had become a habit.

  Moira's silhouette will also appear on the terrace opposite. I don't know when Roy gained Moira's trust.

  This introverted and autistic elf girl is willing to chat with Roy for a while after dinner.

  Moira told Roy what happened on the dock today:

  The five-masted schooner hurried off at high tide in the afternoon.

  Roy knew that it was probably because he was worried that the elf guards would cause trouble for the crew that the captain left the port in such a hurry.

  Being able to sneak out for a drink as soon as the ship docked, and being able to choose to live in a hotel in a luxurious manner, these crew members were considered ordinary crew members.

  It is estimated that this ship is not even filled with daily supplies, let alone the goods and trade in Castletown Port.

  However, this group of crew members killed a mixed-blood elf and still left calmly. They were obviously taking advantage of the laws of the Silvermoon Elf country. It must be said that the laws enacted by the elf are so 'tolerant'.

  During the investigation and evidence collection period, the suspects will not be detained. In addition, the crew members are protected by diplomatic immunity, which allows them to hide on the ship.

  Now that these guys have left the dock by boat, it may be even more difficult to capture them.

  Moira leaned against the balcony railing, placed her hands on the railing, and said in a very low voice:

  "I heard he was just drunk..."

  "He is usually used to petty theft. In fact, he does not need to live such a miserable life."

  "Mother said that he was not like this before. He was a Darkmoon Elf noble who was exiled to Castletown. In the first few years, he waited with full hope, hoping that the North would pardon his crimes. Perhaps the waiting time was too long. , and gradually gave up, and later he became addicted to alcohol. As long as he was drunk, he seemed to become another person."

  Roy was speechless.

  After listening to what Moira said, I felt that this Jefferson was Moira's father, but this father was a bit incompetent.

  Then he thought about whether Ms. Belinda had raised him alone, which made Roy a little confused. Are all men in the elf world like this?

  Moira often came to him to confide in this.

  Occasionally, on moonless nights, I would secretly ask him to go to the beach to hang out. Her beautiful feet would leave a series of shallow footprints on the beach, which would then be submerged and dissipated by the rising tide.

  Only at night did Moira get bolder.

  Sabrina always felt that Roy was cheating on Moira, so she never gave him any good looks.

  Roy suddenly felt a little regretful. If he had taken the initiative to stand up at that time, he might have been able to prevent that completely unnecessary conflict...

  During the night, Roy had some bizarre dreams.

  I didn't sleep well that night. When I woke up in the morning, I felt big dark circles.

  Before leaving, Ms. Belinda left him a breakfast.

  …

  Walking into the Liberty Goddess Temple, probably because the theft at the temple has not ended yet, the whole temple seemed very deserted.

  Normally, there would have been a rally this morning.

  It looks like it was canceled temporarily.

  Jasper, the trainee priest, was holding a hand net and standing by the pool in front of the statue of Liberty Goddess in the courtyard in front of the temple, fishing for leaves from the trees inside.

  The yard has been cleaned very well.

  When Jasper saw Roy walking in from the door, he smiled and said hello: "Good morning, Roy..."

  "Good morning, Jasper! Can you help me?"

  Roy said, striding forward, talking as he went.

  "No... no need! It's just this little work. There's nothing to do today anyway. You can just do some exercise before going to the prayer class."

  After Jasper finished speaking, he smiled at Roy and winked, stopping Roy's kind gesture. It seemed that he really liked this job.

  Seeing that he really didn't need help, Roy came to his lounge and changed into the trainee priest's robes in the room.

  The person on duty in front of the main hall today was Priest Anderson, and Roy took the initiative to say hello.

  Priest Anderson pointed to the second floor of the townhouse behind the bell tower and told Roy, "Priest Reed will be teaching prayer classes in that room today. Roy, you can go directly to him."

  Roy walked up to the second floor, and while standing in the corridor, he heard the voice of Priest Reed coming from the room.

  Now that a ball of holy light can light up in the palm of his hand, Roy is still looking forward to learning the divine technique.

  He stood at the door and knocked.

  'dong dong dong'

  "Come in..."

  Priest Reed's voice came out again.

  Roy pushed open the door and walked into the room.

  Priest Reed stood in front of a desk, and directly across from him sat priest Abbot, a trainee. He was holding a thick book in his hand, almost burying his head in the pages, and was reciting sacred prayers obediently and honestly.

  Seeing Roy walking in from outside, Abt popped his head out from behind the books and winked at Roy.

  Priest Reed pointed to the empty seat next to Abbot and motioned for Roy to sit down.

  Roy just became a trainee priest yesterday, and he can come here to study today, which makes Priest Reed very happy...

  "Roy, you are here just in time. Today I am going to teach the two of them some prayers. You can also listen to them. Of course you are a beginner. These prayers are still too profound for you. You can learn a few simple ones first. ." Priest Reed said to Roy.

  After speaking, he took a sip of black tea and then said to Roy:

  "Magicians need meditation to gather mana, and we priests need devout prayers to obtain Holy Light Power, so prayer is an indispensable part of our daily life for priests."

  "Your spirit strength is still very weak and you cannot learn the divine technique yet. You only need to strengthen your spirit strength training. Reciting this sacred prayer should be the most helpful to you."

  Roy took over a copper-covered book, which was very thick. On the cover was a portrait of Liberty Goddess, and the title was: 'Holy Prayer'.

  It seems like this should be an introductory book for trainee priests... Roy thought to himself.

  In fact, Priest Reed has no confidence in his heart. Even he has been the same recently. No matter how much he prays, he cannot establish contact with Goddess, nor can he obtain her revelation and Oracle. Even the use of divine technique has been greatly affected.

  "By condensing these holy lights...can I increase my spiritual strength?" Roy asked.

  "That's true. It's just that the prayers that everyone chooses to recite are different. You don't have to stick to any one prayer. You can try to recite a few simple sentences first. As long as you can condense the holy light, it is good. It also shows that This prayer is very suitable for you." Priest Reed explained to Roy.

  Seeing that Roy was listening carefully, he said again:

  "When you recite the prayers, they will turn into one after another tiny groups of light and store them in your body. Generally speaking, they will be hidden everywhere in your body. When you perform the divine technique, these Holy Light Power."

  "And when the holy light in your body is exhausted, these divine techniques will no longer be able to be used."

  "In the future, I will focus on how to apply divine technique. But what you need to do now is to condense and accumulate these holy lights. Only when your body becomes a container that carries holy light can you display more powerful divine techniques. technique."

  "This ball of holy light in your hand is too little. When you condense the light flame in your hand to this much, you can barely learn a simple divine technique 'Low Light Illumination'." Priest Reed extended the hand. , a ball of light the size of an egg appeared in the palm of his hand.

  "The main function of this divine technique is to dispel darkness. Of course, it also has a weak healing power, but it is so weak that it can be almost ignored."

  Roy glanced at Priest Reed and asked seriously:

  "Priest Reed, is reciting the 'Holy Prayer' meant to introduce a faint light group into the body?"

  "That's right..."

  So for the whole morning, Roy sat in this room holding a book of 'Holy Prayer', reading it until his mouth was dry and he could not gather a trace of Holy Light Power.

  These prayers are all in elf and are not difficult for Roy.

  The only thing that made him feel irritated was that in these prayers, he simply could not feel the power of holy light.

  On the contrary, when the glimmer of light in his right hand lit up, the faint light groups floating around his hand were actually involved in the light group.

  What I have to say is that the room in this Liberty Goddess Temple is filled with a lot of Holy Light Power.

  Normally when he was at home, he would not be able to gather these light groups so easily.

  By noon, the ball of light in Roy's palm that was only the size of a firefly became slightly larger than a chickpea.

  Moreover, the ball of light in Roy's hand resembled a germ, and even a little tip of the bud was exposed.

  "you did good..."

  Priest Reed saw that the flame in Roy's hand had actually become bigger and praised him.

  When get out of class was over, Priest Reed stopped Roy.

  "Roy, are you going to attend Elf Academy next week?"

  "Yes, Priest Reed."

  "You can call me teacher in class,"

  "Okay, teacher!"

  Priest Reed hesitated for a moment, then said:

  "If you have enough time after class, I would like to ask you to help me investigate something. I think you have probably heard that the Holy Grail in front of the holy pool in the temple was lost a few days ago. In the past few days, it has been missing. If you can't find it, if you find any clues at elf Academy, you can tell me privately."

  "I will investigate it carefully...teacher."

  Roy agreed readily.

  　No more tonight

  (End of chapter)