Path of light

Chapter 11 11. Investigation

Roy was used to eating dinner alone.

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

The elf next door to Ms. Gillian was very naughty. He threw the conchs he picked up from the beach as pebbles into Ms. Gillian’s yard, and then got into his own yard without looking back.

This naughty kid didn't dare to mess with Roy because Roy had beaten him twice.

His grandmother was an elf woman who was not easy to mess with. The last time she found Ms. Belinda, Roy was punished by Ms. Belinda and had to wash 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 like a frightened rabbit, running back into the house without looking back.

"Hey, Katie Werner, let me catch you again, or I'll kick your ass." Roy shouted 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 looks like a young man, 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. One mouthful.

She is a Silver Moon Elf who is only three hundred years old, still a young person 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 lower city is really worrying..."

Roy closed his eyes and rested his forehead on Ms. Belinda's belly. Only in this way could he alleviate a little bit 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 that they would conflict with Jefferson..."

Roy described the incident to Ms. Belinda, who was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her lake-blue eyes were filled with worry.

"You are going to go to the Elf Academy next week. Otherwise, if we rent a house in the uptown area, you can move in directly and 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. Only they would not discriminate against Roy's half-elf status. .

If he lived in the uptown area, I don't know how many stares Roy would receive. He might also be like Ms. Jillian's youngest daughter Moira next door, introverted and autistic.

Roy thought about the work of the trainee priest in the Temple of Liberty, 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 subject:

"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 the Elf Academy to report on Monday." Roy said.

Looking at the young man in front of him, he seemed to have grown up suddenly.

Ms. Belinda rubbed 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 to the terrace.

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

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

This introverted and autistic elf girl was 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 he was probably worried that the elf guards would cause trouble for the crew, which was why the captain left the port in such a hurry.

Being able to sneak out for a drink right after the ship docked, and even choose to live in a hotel in a luxurious manner, these crew members cannot be 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 could still leave calmly after killing a mixed-blood elf. They were obviously taking advantage of the laws of the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom. It must be said that the laws enacted by the elves 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 with 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."

"My mother said that he was not like this before. He was a Dark Moon 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. Maybe he waited too long. He gradually gave up, and later he became addicted to alcohol. When he was drunk, he became a different person."

Roy was speechless.

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 would often talk to him like 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 become 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...

At night, Roy had some bizarre dreams.

I didn't sleep well that night, and when I woke up in the morning, I had big dark circles under my eyes.

Before leaving, Ms. Belinda left him a breakfast.

…

Walking into the Temple of Liberty, probably because the theft at the temple has not ended yet, the entire 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 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 as he strode forward, talking as he walked.

"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 robe 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 his palm, Roy is still looking forward to learning magic.

He stood at the door and knocked.

‘Dong dong dong’

"Come in……"

Priest Reed's voice came out again.

Roy opened the door and walked into the room.

Priest Reed stood in front of a desk, and directly across from him sat the trainee priest Abbot. He was holding a thick book in his hand, almost burying his head in the pages, and was reciting sacred prayers 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 Abbott 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're here just in time. I'm going to teach the two of them some prayers today. 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 first. Simple." Priest Reed said to Roy.

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

"Magicians need to meditate to gather mana, and we priests need devout prayers to obtain the power of holy light. Therefore, prayer is an indispensable part of our daily life for priests."

"Your mental power is still very weak and you cannot learn divine arts yet. You only need to strengthen your mental power training. Reciting this sacred prayer should be of greatest help to you."

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

It seems that 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 the goddess, nor can he obtain her revelations and oracles. Even the use of divine magic has been greatly affected.

"Can condensing these holy lights...enhance your spiritual power?" 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 prayers, they will turn into tiny groups of light and be stored in your body. Generally speaking, they will be hidden everywhere in your body. When you perform magical spells, these sacred lights will be consumed. The power of light.”

"And when the holy light in your body dries up, these magical spells will no longer be able to be used."

"I will also focus on how to apply divine magic in the future. But what you need to do now is to condense and accumulate this holy light. Only when your body becomes a container carrying holy light can you display more powerful magic. Technique."

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

"The main function of this magic is to dispel darkness. Of course, it also has a weak healing power, but it is just too weak and 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 until his mouth was dry and he could not gather any power of holy light.

These prayers are all in Elvish language and are not difficult for Roy.

The only thing that made him feel irritated was that he couldn't feel the power of the Holy Light in these prayers.

On the contrary, when the faint light in the palm of 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 Temple of Liberty is filled with a lot of power of holy light.

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.

"well done……"

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

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

"Roy, are you going to go to the 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. It has not been there in the past few days. If you can find it, you can tell me privately if you find any clues in the Elf Academy."

"I will investigate carefully...teacher."

Roy agreed readily.

No more tonight