Path of light

Chapter 101 102. Priests of the Moon Temple

Roy can understand Claire's warning to Roy...

However, he really never thought about developing a vigorous love affair with an elf noble.

The many troubles in Ms. Belinda's life made Roy know that there are some differences between humans, half-elves and elves.

Claire sketched for a day, and he recorded every corner of the castle in detail in his drawing book. After a tiring day, this guy lay down in the tent and fell asleep as soon as it got dark.

Roy's tent was very close to Claire's tent. He lay in the tent and closed his eyes. The portrait of Castle Ellington and Count Amelia appeared in front of him. It seemed as if a pair of eyes were staring at him. He opened his eyes and opened his eyes again. I thought everything was normal. I opened the tent flap and looked outside. There was nothing special.

I closed my eyes again. This time, although I didn't see the quiet Castle Ellington in my mind, I heard the sound of "dang-dang-dang".

It was the sound of the cup beside his pillow.

Roy stared at the water glass for a while and felt that there was nothing unusual about the glass. Just as he was about to close his eyes, Roy suddenly saw the wooden cup placed next to the pillow move.

He sat up all of a sudden, chanting prayers continuously in his hands, and quickly drew divine patterns.

A ball of sacred light lit up in the tent, and the ghost of Count Amelia appeared in front of Roy. She said to Roy with a straight face: "Follow me..."

Roy's eyes widened. He didn't even know how long Count Amelia had been in the tent...

If she hadn't tapped the cup, Roy wouldn't have noticed at all.

Roy threw on a shirt at random, but fortunately he was still wearing a pair of linen pants. After putting on short leather boots, he quickly got out of the tent...

Count Amelia was already waiting outside the tent in the distance. He was in the shadows, only showing a blurry face.

Roy followed up bravely, and Count Amelia turned around and drifted towards the corridor.

In fact, at this moment, Roy also thought about waking up Claire or Edith, so that Count Amelia might not persecute him because they were Silver Moon elves...

Looking back, I thought, if Count Amelia wanted to harm him, he might have done it in the tent.

Roy tried to calm down...

Perhaps seeing some hesitation in Roy's footsteps, Count Amelia flashed in front of Roy and raised a finger to his mouth:

"Shh, don't disturb them!"

Roy wanted to curse in his heart.

But seeing the faint blue flames in his eye sockets, he had to hold back any unpleasant words.

He has an extremely powerful aura and doesn't even care much about the divine shimmer.

Count Amelia walked very fast, and Roy had to trot behind to keep up. The light was very dark at night, so he could only use the sacred light to illuminate the way in front...

It wasn't until Count Amelia came under the bread tree again that she stopped.

This is the burial place of Count Amelia.

In the morning, Roy also came here with Edith and presented a bouquet of flowers.

But it was midnight now, and the cool night wind was blowing in his face. The branches and leaves on the bread tree were swaying, and Roy felt like he couldn't help but tremble all over his body...

Count Amelia stood under the bread tree and stared at Roy coldly. The aura of superiority made Roy afraid to look up:

"Are you a trainee priest?"

Roy replied bravely: "Yes, Count Amelia."

She suddenly flew across from Roy, almost right in front of Roy's face, and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

"A bit, after all, our status does not allow us to communicate so calmly..." Roy expressed tactfully.

Count Amelia's cold face had a mocking smile, which made Roy realize that not every Silver Moon Elf is so good-looking...

"Haha, you still want to use holy light to purify me?" Her voice was a bit sharp.

Roy quickly made his position clear: "We have no such plan yet."

He then secretly muttered something in his heart: 'Because the strength does not allow it...'

"You are a smart priest who knows how much he weighs." Count Amelia stepped back, stood casually under the bread tree, and said to Roy, "I came here just to talk to you. Chat, after all, I have lived here for so long, and no one has ever been able to communicate normally with me face to face like you..."

Roy wanted to say to Count Amelia, 'It's so late, I really don't want to chat with the dead...'

"I haven't spoken to them for a long time, and I don't want to scare these children." Count Amelia stood on the edge of the platform, looking at the messy campsites in the castle, and her voice became calmer.

"I used to enter their dreams to understand the situation in Castletown. Now I just want to hear what you say about Castletown."

Count Amelia looked at Roy deeply and said.

Roy quickly organized his thoughts, and then introduced to Count Amelia:

"The current city of Castletown is divided into upper town and lower town. I think you also know that the silver moon elves live in the upper town, and the mixed-blood elves live in the lower town. I currently live in Brown Street near the seaside in the lower town. .”

"I basically don't have the opportunity to go to Uptown. I don't know much about the situation in Uptown, but my home is very close to the port, so let me tell you about Castletown Port."

Roy first talked about Castletown Port, then talked about the situation in the lower city, and finally talked about the Elf Academy.

Roy talked a lot, even his voice was a little hoarse.

Basically, it tells the life of the mixed elves in Castletown.

In fact, there are some conflicts between the mixed-blood elves and the silver moon elves in the city of Castletown. The silver moon elves control nearly 80% of the wealth in the city of Castletown, but the real workers are It's less than ten percent.

Almost all Silver Moon elves are managers, while the half-blood elves are the workers in Castletown.

This kind of inequality has been going on in this city for a long time. If the elves had not lived so long, perhaps this contradiction would have been intensified long ago...

In addition, Castletown Port is a free and open port, and large foreign ships can easily enter the port. However, the actual inspection situation at the port terminal is extremely loose.

The elves seem to be used to this slow life, but this will give some illegal ships an opportunity to ride in Castletown Port...

Then Roy talked about the battle on the Sea Wolf that night, and Count Amelia frowned even more.

Amelia handed over a cup, and Roy took it, brought the cup to his mouth and smelled it. It turned out to be a cup of fragrant tree of life sap, and it was the kind that had not been diluted at all.

He was a little reluctant to drink it and wanted to put it directly into a glass bottle.

After taking a small sip, the vitality that nourishes the limbs and bones spreads instantly. At this moment, it seems that the pores all over the body are opened by that powerful vitality...

"I didn't expect that the situation in Castletown City was worse than I expected. You are a very thoughtful child. I think no one among the Silver Moon Elves sleeping in the castle noticed these inequalities. Maybe they would have If we get used to it and adapt to this kind of life, once some emergencies occur in the future, these conflicts are likely to be intensified."

Count Amelia said worriedly.

Roy also didn't expect that Count Amelia had been dead for so long, but he was still concerned about the lives of the elves in Castletown. He was in awe of this lord for a moment. He was a true high elf. The style they should have.

"Is there anything else you want to know?" Roy asked.

Count Amelia glanced at Roy and shook her head.

At this time, her eyes became much kinder.

In Roy's opinion, this was the greatest irony. A trainee priest actually sat in the ruins of the old castle and chatted with a dead elf for most of the night.

Count Amelia looked at Roy and put her hands on her shoulders, making Roy feel like Aladdin's magic lamp...

"Roy, do you have any little wish? As a reward for chatting with me this time, I can grant you a small wish. As long as your request is not too high, I can satisfy you."

Count Amelia felt that it would be difficult for Roy to make demands if he said this, so he guided him and said:

"For example, do you want a set of light leather armor from the Elf Warrior...or a magic waist bag that can be used for storage? I think these can make it easier for you to experience in the Malaga jungle. !”

Roy cursed in his heart, feeling that the elves seemed to pay too much attention to these equipment and magic items in their daily lives, as if they simply didn't know how to live without them.

So Roy hesitated and did not accept these rewards from Count Amelia.

"If possible, I would also like to ask you a question. Of course, if you find it inconvenient to say it, just pretend I didn't ask it!" Roy said.

Count Amelia stared at Roy and said slowly: "As long as it doesn't involve the secrets of the Elf Dynasty, you might as well talk about it..."

"As far as I know, after death, the Silver Moon Elf will be led by the Moonlight Goddess to enter the Kingdom of God, or turn into an elf in the form of a soul to wait for the next reincarnation. And you have made outstanding military achievements in this life and are a Silver Moon Elf noble. There is absolutely no reason to become a revenant!" Roy said: "I want to know what is going on..."

"It turns out that the priests of the Temple of Liberty would be more curious about this kind of thing? Or would they care more about this if they often purify the souls of the dead?"

Count Amelia said with a smile.

She flew in front of Roy, the soul fire in her eyes was almost on the verge of bursting out, and the withered hand covered with sharp nails stretched out to Roy's chest, just missing Roy's neck. .

Roy believed that she wanted to break his neck, and it only took a second...

"Actually, there is nothing to say. In order to build Castleton City, I allowed those wandering mixed-blood elves to settle in Castleton City. In order to appease them, I also supported the mixed-blood elves in governing the lower city. In the Temple of the Moon, Under the teachings, these are not allowed by the goddess Elune. She believes that the hearts of half-blood elves are not pure, and I accepted these half-blood elves, so the hearts are no longer pure."

"When I died, the high priest of the Temple of the Moon personally presided over the funeral. Among the seven priests, four priests decided that I could not become a follower of Elune."

"I don't want to be reincarnated as an elf and wait for reincarnation in the spring of life, so I used some tricks to stay here."

"The children took all the family members to move away from Castle Ellington so that I could have some peace and quiet. But I didn't expect that this place would become very lively every summer. Fortunately... it only lasts for about a month."

Count Amelia introduced coldly.

"..."

Roy did not expect that the answer was that Count Amelia could not become a follower of the Moonlight Goddess...

Roy was also extremely unfamiliar with the priests of the Moon Temple in Castletown City, because they would only help the Silver Moon Elves and prohibited mixed elves and half-elves from entering the Moon Temple. Unexpectedly, the Seventeenth Silver Pegasus Legion Long - Count Amelia would also be rejected.

Speaking of which, the priests of the Moon Temple are really quite powerful...