Moonlight in the City

  Roy sat on the granite railing beside the bridge, his legs hanging outside the bridge. The clear water of the Darne River merged into the endless sea along the straight channel.

  In the night sky, there is a silver moon like a hook, and the snowy moonlight shines on this small town.

  The street seemed deserted, with carriages passing by from time to time.

  Here is a natural harbor - Castletown Harbor, which is only two hundred kilometers away from the Silver Moon City of Buenos.

  There were waves of bells of three-masted sailing boats setting sail in the distance, 'ding ding dong dong', which was very clear. It happened to be the time of high tide.

  The time when the boats on the pier go out to sea changes with the tide.

  It has been nearly a year since I came to this world, and I am really not a qualified transmigrator.

  Roy laughed self-deprecatingly. Others can change their lives by cooking delicious dishes with soap made from mutton fat, olive oil squeezed from the press, and salt from the sea. But as for him...

  The level of civilization in this world exceeds Roy's imagination. Some gorgeous carriages can be seen everywhere on the streets. These three-masted sailboats with a length of dozens of meters are parked at the port. There is an airport terminal outside the city, and airships are suspended next to the towers. , here is a world with magic.

  Magician is just a special profession here, and Roy has seen those elf magicians wearing robes on the street more than once.

  Roy felt like a country bumpkin who came from the countryside and was so out of tune with the elves in this city.

  Mother, Ms. Belinda, is a pure bloodline Silvermoon Elf. She told Roy that your father is a bard who wandered here, from the other side of the Endless Sea, which is called the Green Empire, so you are an elf. A hybrid of humans, he just looks more like humans, but is actually a half-elf.

  But every time she said this, Ms. Belinda almost drank a little wine, so Roy couldn't tell whether it was drunk talk or not.

  Roy doesn't think he is. He doesn't inherit any of the characteristics of an elf, and his body grows very fast. Even though he often drinks the sap from Life Tree, he still grows very fast.

  Roy's home is on a long street close to the sea in Castletown Harbor, with the River Darne flowing under the bridge at the entrance of the street.

  The location here is relatively low in the city, and it is considered a civilian residential area in the city. Every time it rains heavily, the rainwater gathered from high places will turn the streets here into fast creeks.

  There was a tinkling sound from the sparkling river, like playing cheerful music.

  Roy sighed.

  Even in the magical elf world, life has to go by.

  Roy also wondered whether this was a dream. He tried to wake himself up in different ways, such as standing in an extremely noisy square and shouting loudly, challenging Lady Boss of the drug store on the street. Mrs. Winnie's pet - Night Saber...

  Now he is sitting on the railing of the stone bridge at the street corner, looking at the rolling Danne River, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, with his arms stretched out.

  'Wake up, Roy. '

  Roy opened his arms and imagined himself as a seagull, leaping deep into the cold river...

  'Plop'

  The moment he fell into the river, Roy's mind went blank.

  The cold river water enveloped his body, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still soaking in the river water, and his feet had touched the soft mud at the bottom of the river. He splashed hard, drank several mouthfuls of river water, and finally got there. Before I was exhausted, I climbed to a step on the shore.

  The stone platform here is where neighbors usually wash clothes and fetch water. Fortunately, there is no one there at night, otherwise Roy might be embarrassed.

  He gasped and lay limply on the stone slab.

  It was very uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to his body, and the stone slab was a little cold, but it made him more awake than usual.

  Although he had expected it, Roy still felt a little disappointed.

  It seems really impossible to go back...

  "Roy, is that you?"

  Beside the fence by the river, the head of an elf woman with pointed ears and a silk scarf wrapped around her head was poked out, looking at the steps with a suspicious expression.

  "Ha, good evening, Lady Gillian!"

  Roy recognized that this elf woman happened to be his neighbor Mrs. Gillian, and immediately stood up from the stone steps, cheering up and replying.

  "Do you need help?"

  "Oh, no need, I want to try night swimming." Roy tried his best to smile, and his elf language was still a bit stiff.

  "Okay, whatever you want."

  When Mrs. Gillian saw that Roy was still alive and kicking, and didn't look like he couldn't think about it, she ignored him and pushed the trolley moved towards the pier. It happened to be the time of high tide, and there would be people returning from outside on the pier. Fishing boat, she was going to the fishing boat to collect some sea fish.

  Ms. Gillian is Roy's neighbor and sells mackerel at the port fish market.

  If there is one thing that Roy thinks is good about this city, it is that eating fish is really cheap. Occasionally, Ms. Gillian will take home the leftover mackerel from the sale and share it with others when she is in a good mood. Roy one.

  The fresh sea fish here is not that fishy. Just marinate it with a little salt, sprinkle with some pepper and lemon juice, and it will taste great after frying.

  The elf people here only eat fish and fruits, and their diet is very healthy. Elf fatty food is rarely seen.

  Roy was walking on the street wet all over. The night wind blew over him, and he couldn't help but shiver. He thought it would be better to run a few steps to get rid of the cold. His clothes got soaked and stuck to his body, making it extra heavy when he ran.

  Roy's home is just across the street. It is an independent second-layer wooden building. There is no light in the windows, and Ms. Belinda has not returned yet.

  The art museum has been very busy recently. Even if I go home, I just take a quick shower, change into clean clothes, sleep for one night, and then disappear again.

  Elfs of Roy's age usually still receive enlightenment education at home, but he now looks like a human youth of seventeen or eighteen years old.

  The lifespan of elf's is about 800 years old, but half-elfs like Roy are said to live to be 300 years old. Even if they pay attention to maintenance, they probably won't live past 400 years old.

  For Roy, suddenly discovering that he can live for three hundred years is no different from immortality. The road to life is really long.

  But for Ms. Belinda, she had to face the reality that Roy's lifespan was less than half of the normal elf, and he would very likely die before her. Every time she thought of this, Ms. Belinda would Sentimental for a while.

  Ms. Belinda thought that Roy was precocious and could go to school earlier than other elves, so she decided to use part of the money to send Roy to school.

  The elf Academy in Castletown advocates freedom. Students who enter the Academy are free to take elective courses. They can learn some less important elective courses first, which can be regarded as finding something for Roy to do.

  The elves in this port city live an extremely casual and slow-paced life. Everyone has plenty of time anyway...

  ELFs like to live freely, fish, plant flowers, sing, dance, listen to music, and attend various parties. Just living in the city inevitably involves some expenses. High-level ELFs know how to enjoy life. Only the elves living at the bottom need to work.

  Ms. Belinda is a sculptor's assistant and usually works in an art gallery.

  When I'm free, I have a lot of free time. When I'm busy, I spend almost all day in art museums, just like now...

  Pushing open the door, the moonlight shines in from the window. Although it is pitch black in the corner, you can still see the furnishings in the living room clearly. Next to the wall is a wooden square table with only two chairs. The living room floor is covered with thick Thick sheepskin rug.

  There are flower pots in front of the windowsill, filled with fine white gypsophila.

  The left side of the living room is Roy's room, and the right side is the kitchen. Ms. Belinda's room is on the second floor. There is also a terrace on the second floor that can be climbed up to the steeply sloping roof. The terrace is also filled with potted plants. In the eyes of elf , growing flowers is cultivating your own taste.

  I took off my shoes, walked around the milk-white wool carpet with bare feet, and walked into the bathroom next to the kitchen.

  Standing under the shower, I took off my clothes, washed away the mud and water plants stuck to my body, and dried my body hastily. I had to save a little water. After all, it was very hard to lift the water to the roof. Roy had always been responsible for this. of.

  Roy changed into clean clothes, soaked the wet clothes in a tub, washed them, and then hung them to dry on the terrace on the second floor.

  When I walked up to the second floor terrace, I happened to see Moira, the youngest daughter of Mrs. Gillian's neighbor next door, sitting on the edge of the opposite terrace with her hands and knees, raising her pointed chin and looking at the silver moon in the night sky.

  She is a hybrid of Silvermoon Elf and Night Elf, with a somewhat gray skin. She awakened the bloodline innate talent of the Dark Night Elf very early, and is also as quiet and reserved as other Dark Night Elfs, and does not like to communicate with others.

  But this is the country of Silvermoon Elf, and many Silvermoon Elf even reject the dark night elf...

  "Moira, are you still up so late?" Roy greeted casually while hanging the clothes on the clothesline.

  Moira turned her head and revealed a beautiful face, "I slept a little too much during the day, and now I can't sleep. Roy, I heard that you are going to school next week?"

  "Well, Belinda thinks I should go to the Academy early to learn some knowledge." Roy tugged at the corner of his slightly wrinkled clothes and invited, "Moira, do you want to come with us?"

  "I... better wait a little longer, I'm afraid I won't get used to it." Moira shrank her head and said a little shyly.

  Roy and Moira chatted casually and then went downstairs to their room.

  The snow-like moonlight fell on the white sheets. Sitting on the bed covered with thick vanilla, Roy opened his right hand and looked at the palm of his right hand. A trace of firefly-like light appeared in the palm of his hand. He didn't know that this thing had What's the use?

  I touched my shriveled wallet. It took me a long time to save 76kohler, thinking in my mind:

  There is only 24kohler left to collect the cost of the primary level appraisal. Since this is a dream that cannot be woken up...or not a dream at all, it is time to plan the future life carefully.

  Roy looked at the faint light in his palm, rubbed his brows, and looked at the city outside the window.

  …

  The snowy moonlight filled the entire city.

  There are also highland nobles and lowly elfs in the city. The powerful live in the manor, wear gorgeous clothes and participate in various dances.

  Ordinary elves don't have such a cool life. Mixed-race elves and half-elfs are considered the lowest-status groups in the city. Half-elfs like Roy or mixed-race elves like Moira are even a little bit discriminated against by other elves.

  elf When powerful people give speeches, they always shout "freedom and equality" and so on. In Roy's eyes, it's all nonsense...

  But now that we are in this world full of fantasy, we have to walk around and look around.

  (End of chapter)