Path of light

Chapter 71 72. Death investigation

In recent times, the Danne River has been full of water, and sometimes the river even submerges the stone steps beside the river.

Several murders have occurred recently, and a large slave ship even appeared at the port dock...

Although the garrison near Castleton City was dispatched and ended the battle as quickly as possible, it still had a great impact on the residents living by the sea.

Brown Street has caused panic recently, and everyone will look at every human sailor who comes ashore with a vigilant eye.

The number of elves going to the beach to play has obviously decreased recently. Everyone is worried that the Naga killer will pounce out from a dark corner and they will become the next victim...

So at night, Brown Street seemed quiet, and occasionally you could see the figures of elf patrols.

Roy opened the door, and sure enough, Ms. Belinda hadn't come back yet.

When passing by the fish market, Roy spent two kolers to buy two mackerel. This kind of sea fish is very cheap. He took it to the kitchen and cut off two pieces of fish, marinated it with salt for a while, and took advantage of this time to light a fire in the kitchen and wait. Only when the fire is rising do you place the frying pan on the stove.

When the pot began to emit faint black smoke, Roy placed two pieces of fish full of grease on the frying pan.

A ‘Zila’ sound.

The aroma of fat instantly filled the small kitchen.

In Castletown, many elves are vegetarians.

They usually only eat fruits, drink honey, and tea.

This place is close to the sea, but there are also a large number of elves who eat fish. Many elves like to eat fish meat cut from large sea fish. They have no interest in smaller fish. They only eat fresh fish meat.

And there are quite a few elves who hate the smell of cooking fumes, so many houses in Castletown don't have kitchens.

Or simply make the kitchen very small, with some shelves in it, more like a storage room.

If it hadn't been for Roy's request, I'm afraid Ms. Belinda would not have built a small kitchen at home. Moreover, Ms. Belinda rarely went to the kitchen. Her best skills were peeling breadfruit and making fruit tea...

So Roy's kitchen is also very simple, with only a stove and a pan that are not used every day.

However, Roy's skill in frying fish was unanimously recognized by everyone.

Roy also invited Ms. Gillian, Sabrina and Moira to taste his craftsmanship, and received unanimous praise.

This kind of fresh sea fish is placed in the middle of the pan. There is no need to apply oil when frying. The oil of the fish itself is enough. Sprinkle a little pepper and squeeze a little lemon juice...

The alluring fragrance can waft into the street.

"I've seen you, come on! I just fried two slices..."

Roy didn't even turn around, but directly put the two pieces of fish on two plates, then moved the pan away and put a kettle on the charcoal that had just been lit.

Moira stuck her head out of the window and peeked into the house.

Although she knew that there was no one else in the house except Roy, she still tried it cautiously.

In fact, the friendship between Roy and Moira was established through these delicious fried and grilled fish.

Of course, there is also Mrs. Winnie’s night saber.

However, Roy has been busy recently, and the number of feedings has dropped off a cliff. The friendship between him and the night saber is about to be unsustainable...

"I rarely get to eat the fried fish you cook these days!"

Moira sat down at the dining table with light steps, skillfully picked up the knife to separate the fish, and then quickly stuffed the fish into her mouth.

Roy sat down opposite Moira and said casually: "Yes, I have to attend classes at the Elf Academy in the morning and work in the temple in the afternoon. I am very busy every day..."

"Do you want to practice martial arts later?"

"Of course, I also brought back a set of chain armor this time. I plan to try wearing the armor. I will have a fight with someone in the arena next week. I can't lose too badly." Roy lowered his head. He said while eating fish.

Moira stared at Roy with wide eyes. Of course she knew what Roy was capable of, and said with some worry:

"You have just started practicing martial arts, and you have to fight with others?"

Roy also looked helpless and said somewhat speechlessly: "They came here on their own initiative, but they couldn't hide..."

After dinner, the two practiced the martial arts taught by Nora on the terrace. They must at least pass the assessment tomorrow morning.

Then Roy put on the chainmail suit that Claire specially sent to him and sparred with Moira on the terrace.

I originally thought that with the strong defensive ability of the chain armor, I could suppress Moira who was holding a wooden dagger in her hand.

But what Roy didn't expect was that Moira, who had barely touched a dagger before, had a very unique understanding of the dagger. Every time in adversity, she could use unparalleled moves to resolve Roy's problems. The attack of reason.

Her movements were smooth, she held the sword in her backhand, and she was almost always fighting Roy in close combat.

Roy held a mallet and couldn't even touch the corner of Moira's clothes...

Obviously the two of them started trying to learn martial arts at almost the same time, but Roy couldn't defeat Moira even in a set of heavy armor.

In the end, Roy sat on the terrace sweating profusely and gasping for air.

"No wonder Jefferson said you were born for the dark palace..."

Roy couldn't help but praise.

Moira grimaced, put down the dagger in her hand, turned around and climbed off the balcony and ran back home.

Roy patted his forehead with his hand...

It seems that the name Jefferson is still not allowed, as Moira will get angry whenever she mentions it.

…

The next morning, Roy walked out of the street and saw an elf ranger wearing leather armor, an inconspicuous dagger on his waist, and a linen cloak standing on the street.

He leaned against the corner of the street. Because there was a light mist everywhere, Roy didn't notice him when he walked past him.

It wasn't until he moved a little that Roy saw someone hiding in the mist in the opposite corner.

When he reached the corner of the street, Roy thought he too was going to ride in a coach.

Hold the books in your arms tighter...

"Hey, can I talk to you?"

Roy glanced at him with confusion on his face and did not answer directly. Instead, he carefully examined it for a moment, turned his head to the side, and decisively refused: "No!"

He had gray skin, wore a set of tight-fitting leather armor, and had an unidentifiable sharp dagger stuck on his waist, as if he was afraid that others would not be able to bear it because he was a Dark Moon Elf.

The Dark Moon Elf didn't expect Roy to refuse so decisively, and blocked all the words he had prepared later...

With no other choice, the Dark Moon Elf had no choice but to walk towards the fruit stall owner next to him and ask him directly:

"Excuse me...is there an elf named Jefferson living near here?"

Roy secretly glanced at the Dark Moon Elf.

"Are you looking for Jefferson?" The stall owner stared at the Dark Moon Elf and asked with vigilance.

"Yes, he and I once worked together in the dock of Yongye Port. He told me that his home is in the lower town of Castletown and asked me to come visit him when passing by Castletown... ..." Dark Moon Elf said.

'What a poor excuse! ’ Roy couldn’t help but look at him again, and he couldn’t help but complain in his heart.

The Dark Moon Elf bought a breadfruit from the fruit stall, and the stall owner immediately became enthusiastic:

"He died. He died in the tavern. I heard that the murderers were several human sailors. Now...he should be lying in the cemetery in the western suburbs. If you still want to see him, you can go to the cemetery and look for him..."

"He was killed?"

The Dark Moon Elf Ranger said with a speechless expression. He didn't expect anyone to answer.

The stall owner pointed to the end of Brown Street and said casually: "If you want to know the specific details of death, walk along this street to the end and ask the waiter there, and you will get the most detailed information."

After hearing this, the Dark Moon Elf Ranger did not stop here and walked directly along Brown Street to the tavern...

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