Path of light

Chapter 163 164. Moira’s growth

It turned completely dark.

Ms. Belinda went out early in the morning and has not come back yet. Roy saw a note on the porch saying that Ms. Belinda was going to attend a dance tonight.

I took a shower, changed my clothes, walked to the terrace, and hung my clothes on the clothesline.

Dinner was on the Black Pearl. Roy also drank a little ale and felt a little dizzy.

In the afternoon, I recited those complicated divine patterns and I didn’t know how many of them I forgot.

Moira, who was secretly hiding behind the railing of the terrace next door to observe, saw Roy waving to her and quickly climbed over the wall.

Then she took a few steps forward and landed on the wall.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed the edge of the eaves. He lifted it up with force. With the help of his feet, he supported his hands on the eaves. Then he firmly grasped the balcony railing and jumped up with one leg.

One set of movements is light, agile, and clean.

An unbladed dagger hangs from her waist, and she wears a primary-color linen halter top and gauze bloomers. She wears a pair of sandals on her feet, and her ten small and delicate toes are painted with light red impatiens juice.

With a pair of big eyes full of aura and a reserved smile, he proudly said to Roy:

"Roy, I have learned the Dance of Glory, do you need me to teach you?"

Roy knew that he couldn't avoid sparring tonight. Ms. Belinda was at home every day recently, and Roy didn't practice martial arts with Moira for several nights in a row.

Roy put on an expression of disbelief and said to Moira:

"Then you jump once and let me see."

Without any hesitation, Moira reached out and drew out the dagger from her waist, and when she waved her arm, a screen of light appeared...

The next second, she transformed into a figure in the magic crystal.

Even every tiny little movement is imitated perfectly.

Originally, the dagger was only fast and precise in her hand. Now when she danced the dagger, there was a strong sense of oppression that made Roy feel suffocated. In other words, Moira, who used the Dance of Radiance, became extremely aggressive. sex.

In just one month, Moira learned the full set of moves of the Dance of Radiance.

Roy could only smack his tongue secretly...

Only now did he clearly realize the gap between geniuses and ordinary people.

Because she failed to learn the breath method corresponding to this sword dance.

This sword dance is not like other elven dances, with the dancer as the center and spreading out some unique power.

Soon, Moira finished a glorious dance on the balcony.

Without even wiping the sweat dripping down his face, he pointed the dagger in his hand at Roy and said to him with a smile:

"Come on, Roy, let me see if your martial arts have improved recently!"

Roy bit the bullet and pulled out a wooden stick and a square iron shield from his magic belt bag.

He stood on the terrace, just getting ready...

Moira held the dagger behind her back with one hand and took a step forward, but her body dangled in front of Roy like a ghost before she was out of Roy's sight.

When Roy raised his head based on intuition, he realized that Moira had jumped up silently, and stabbed Roy's neck with the dagger she held behind her back. The stab was like a spirit snake spitting a message.

Probably because Moira had practiced the Dance of Radiance recently, her dagger attack had become very sharp.

Roy had no time to raise his shield and was forced to take a step back.

The dagger in Moira's hand suddenly disappeared and reappeared, stabbing out from the back of Moira's right hip. Moira's slender waist seemed to be broken, and the dagger stabbed Roy's left rib at an extremely weird angle.

The square shield in Roy's hand was still very awkward to block.

As a last resort, Roy could only parry with a wooden stick and took a step back again.

Two consecutive fierce attacks allowed Moira to completely take the initiative.

The next more unpredictable attack forced Roy to retreat continuously on the terrace.

After breaking several round wooden shields in succession, this time Roy finally received a square wooden shield covered with a layer of iron from Instructor Nora. There was also a very light imprint of the lion's head on the iron.

When the short sword stabs the iron square shield, it no longer makes a muffled sound...

Occasionally a string of sparks will burst out.

Every time she thrust with all her strength, Roy's arm went numb.

Roy felt that before sparring, maybe he should give himself a 'Blessing of Strength', which might make it easier.

Now I can only grit my teeth and hold on.

Finally, Roy was forced into a corner of the terrace by Moira, with no way to retreat.

Moira's short sword disappeared from Roy's sight again...

She had a sweet smile on her face, and the dagger in her hand, with a faint sword aura, was pressed against Roy's raised square shield, and the blade was pointed towards his left shoulder.

A heavy sword suddenly stretched out from the darkness of the balcony, blocking the dagger.

Roy was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. If it weren't for the big sword sticking out from the shadow, he might have been hit by Moira's sword on the collarbone of his left shoulder...

Behind the hilt of the heavy sword is a white arm.

Sabrina stepped out of the shadows in a nightgown and gave Moira a hard look.

She turned around and picked up a tray from the railing behind her. There were three cups of fruit tea in it.

While Sabrina turned around, Roy looked towards the corner where Sabrina was standing. He didn't realize that Sabrina was actually standing there just now...

Fortunately, this sparring session is over.

The pressure Moira brought to Roy this time made him breathless...

He pulled the clothes that were stuck to his body and realized that the clothes he had just changed into when he got home were already soaked.

Moira walked up with a smile, picked up a cup of fruit tea from the tray, squatted on the balcony railing like a kitten, pursed her lips and took a sip.

Sabrina brought the tray to Roy and motioned for Roy to choose a drink as well.

Roy took a sip. It was apple juice with a hint of honey.

"I should treat you guys to a drink."

Roy said sheepishly while holding the tea cup.

Sabrina put the tray aside, holding a cup of tea in her hand, and asked him:

"Roy, does this sword dance have qi skills?"

"There should be. I'll go and ask." Roy said.

It’s been a month since I returned from Magala Jungle.

A lot of things happened in Castleton City this month. He should go back to Castle Ellington and tell Count Amelia what happened here.

By the way, I would like to ask again, can you show the magic crystal to others...

"This radiant dance is very rare, isn't it? I asked the swordsmanship instructor at the academy for advice, but he had never seen this sword dance before." Sabrina asked again.

Roy hesitated and said frankly:

"Um...actually, I don't know much about Elf Sword Dance either."

Fortunately, Sabrina didn't ask Roy where he got the magic crystal.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t know how to answer, so he probably wouldn’t answer!

Roy thought that during the recent period, he must take time to go to Castle Ellington no matter what.

…

New week.

When I was taking a class on modern elf history,

Roy rushed to the lecture theater with his textbooks in his arms. The members of Group 16 immediately waved vigorously at Roy who walked in from the door.

Walking along the steps, someone immediately made room for Roy.

Roy sat down next to the aisle, and Edith, who was sitting inside, quickly wrote a note and passed it to Roy.

He unfolded the note, and Edith wrote on the note:

‘The thick leather armor commissioned by the leatherwork master Jerome to be sewn has been completed. Do you have time at noon? Let's go get it back together. ’

Roy didn't write another note...

When he saw Edith's eyes glancing this way, he made a 'yes' gesture.

To be honest, he was still looking forward to this set of thick leather armor. After all, it was a hard leather armor made of Level 2 Warcraft petrified lizard leather.

Based on the painful memories he and Claire had when they decomposed basilisks in the Magala Jungle, Roy had reason to believe that this set of thick leather armor should be very strong.

I feel happy just thinking about it...

In this class, a group still goes on stage to tell a piece of history, and then Princess Ophelia supplements it later.

After the class ended, Roy was about to sneak out through the back door of the lecture theater.

"Roy, wait a moment."

Princess Ophelia did not leave the classroom immediately. Instead, she stood on the podium and shouted to Roy who was about to leave secretly.

The originally noisy lecture hall suddenly became quiet.

The expressions on the faces of the students who were chatting and laughing and were about to leave the lecture theater were all frozen in the previous second, and then everyone turned to look at Roy in disbelief.

Roy stood up straight with a look of helplessness, and turned to look at Princess Ophelia on the podium with some embarrassment.

"Teacher Ophelia, did you call me?"

"Come down for a moment!"

Princess Ophelia said to Roy with a faint smile on her beautiful face.

Roy could only walk up to Princess Ophelia obediently.

Edith and her friends also looked at this scene in surprise...

"As for gray dwarf Ralph, I haven't had the chance to thank you in person yet!"

Princess Ophelia whispered.

"You called me here just to say this?"

Roy was a little on the verge of tears. He didn't want to get too much attention from the students in the lecture theater.

Princess Ophelia nodded.

When he lowered his head, there was a sly smile in his eyes.

"Obviously it's me who wants to thank you!"

Roy saluted Princess Ophelia respectfully and said.

…

At noon, Roy and Dis took a carriage to the leather shop opposite Heroes Square.

Master Jerome was waiting at the front desk in person. When he saw Edith and Roy walking in from the outside, he said to Miss Edith Ellington with a smile on his face:

"Miss Edith, the thick leather armor customized by your friend has been completed."

Edith nodded, then turned to look at Roy and said to him:

"Roy, try it on first and see if there is anything inappropriate. If anything doesn't fit, it can be modified..."

Master Jerome looked like he had eaten a bitter melon.

Looking at the look on Master Jerome's face, Roy knew: If Edith hadn't said this, Master Jerome would never agree.