Priests of the Moon God Temple

Klayr understood Roy 'Roy advice...

However, he never really thought about developing a passionate love affair with an Elven Nobles.

Ms. Belinda's many troubles in life made Roy realize that there are still some differences between humans, Half-Elf, and elves.

Klayr spent the whole day sketching, recording every corner of the castle in detail in his sketchbook. Exhausted from the day, he lay down in his tent and fell fast asleep as soon as it got dark.

Roy's tent was very close to Klayr's tent. He lay in the tent, closed his eyes, and saw Ellington Castle and the portrait of Countess Amelia in front of him, as if a pair of eyes were watching him. He opened his eyes and felt that everything was normal. He lifted the tent flap and looked outside, but there was nothing special about it.

I closed my eyes again, and this time, although I didn't see the quiet Ellington Castle in my mind, I heard a "clanging" sound.

It was the sound of the cup next to his pillow making a noise.

Roy stared at the water glass for a while, and seeing nothing unusual about it, he was about to close his eyes when Roy suddenly noticed that the wooden glass next to his pillow had moved slightly.

He sat up abruptly, chanting prayers and rapidly drawing divine runes.

A Divine Light lit up the tent, and the spirit of Countess Amelia appeared before Roy. With a stern face, she said to Roy, "Come with me..."

Roy's eyes widened; he had no idea how long Countess Amelia had been in the tent...

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

Roy hastily threw on a shirt, but luckily he was still wearing linen trousers. After slipping on his short leather boots, he quickly crawled out of the tent...

Countess Amelia was already waiting far outside the tent, her face barely visible in the shadows.

Roy reluctantly followed, while Countess Amelia turned and floated towards the path.

At that moment, Roy also considered whether to wake Klayr or Edith, so that Countess Amelia might spare him from persecution because they were Silver Moon Elf...

Thinking back, if Countess Amelia wanted to harm him, she probably would have done it inside the tent.

Roy tried to calm himself down...

Perhaps noticing Roy's hesitation, Countess Amelia flashed in front of Roy, holding up a finger to her lips. "Shh, don't disturb them!"

Roy really wanted to curse.

However, seeing the eerie blue flames in his eyes, he had to swallow any unpleasant words.

He possessed an extremely powerful aura, and didn't even seem to care much about the Divine Light.

Countess Amelia walked very fast, Roy had to jog to keep up. The night was very dark, so they could only use the Divine Light to light their way...

They stopped when Countess Amelia came to the Bread Tree again.

This is the burial place of Countess Amelia.

In the morning, Roy accompanied Edith to present a bouquet of flowers.

But it was midnight, and a cool night breeze blew in his face, causing the branches of the Bread Tree to sway. Roy felt a shiver run through his body...

Countess Amelia stood under the Bread Tree, staring coldly at Roy. Her aura of authority made Roy almost afraid to look up. "Are you a Novice Priest?"

Roy forced a smile and replied, "Yes, Countess Amelia."

She suddenly flew to the opposite side of Roy, almost touching Roy face, and asked, "Are you afraid of me?"

"A little, after all, our identities don't really allow us to communicate so calmly..." Roy said tactfully.

Countess Amelia's cold face wore a mocking smile, showing Roy that not every Silver Moon Elf was so beautiful...

"Heh, you want to purify me with holy light?" Her voice was somewhat shrill.

Roy quickly stated his position. "There are no such plans at the moment."

He then muttered to himself, 'Because my strength doesn't allow it...'

"Knowing your own limitations is what makes a wise Priest." Countess Amelia stepped back, casually standing under the Bread Tree, and said to Roy, "I called you here because I wanted to have a chat. After all, I've lived here for so long, and no one has ever been able to have a normal, face-to-face conversation with me like you..."

Roy really wanted to tell Countess Amelia, 'It's so late, I really don't want to chat with ghosts...'

"I haven't spoken to them in a long time, and I don't want to frighten these children." Countess Amelia stood at the edge of the platform, looking at the messy campsites inside the castle, her voice becoming calmer.

"In the past, I would enter their dreams to learn about Castleton, but now I just want to hear about Castleton from you."

Countess Amelia gave Roy a deep look and said.

Roy quickly gathered his thoughts and then introduced to Countess Amelia, "The current Castleton City is divided into the Upper District and the Lower District. As you know, the Upper District is inhabited by Silver Moon Elf, and the Lower District is inhabited by Half-Elf. I currently live on Brown Street in the Lower District, which is close to the sea."

"I don't usually have the opportunity to go to the Upper District, so I don't know much about the situation Upper District. But my home is very close to the port, so let me tell you about Castleton Harbour."

Roy first talked about Castleton Harbour, then about the situation in the Lower District, and finally about the Elf Academy.

Roy talked a lot, and his voice even became a little hoarse.

It mainly tells the story of the lives of the Half-Elf in Castleton City.

In fact, there are some conflicts between the Half-Elf and the Silver Moon Elf in Castleton City. The Silver Moon Elf control nearly 80% of the wealth in Castleton City, but less than 10% of them actually participate in labor.

Almost all Silver Moon Elf are in management, while the Half-Elf are the laborers of Castleton.

This inequality has persisted in this city for a long time, and if it weren't for the elves' long lifespans, this conflict might have escalated long ago...

Furthermore, as a free and open port, Castleton Harbour allows large foreign ships to enter easily, but the actual inspection of the port terminals is extremely lax.

The elves seem to have grown accustomed to this slow pace of life, but this creates opportunities for illegal ships to operate in Castleton Harbour...

Roy then recounted the battle aboard the Sea Wolf that night, causing Countess Amelia to furrow her brow even more.

Amelia handed him a cup, and Roy took it, brought it to his lips and smelled it. It was a cup of fragrant Tree of Life Sap, and it was completely undiluted.

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

Taking a small sip, the life force that nourished every part of my body instantly spread outwards. In that instant, it felt as if every pore on my body was being stretched open by that powerful life force...

"I didn't expect the situation in Castleton City to be worse than I anticipated. You're a very thoughtful child. I think that the Silver Moon Elf sleeping in the castle are unaware of these inequalities. They may have long since become accustomed to this kind of life. If some unexpected event occurs in the future, these conflicts are likely to be exacerbated."

Countess Amelia said with some concern.

Roy was surprised that Countess Amelia, who had been dead for so long, still cared about the lives of the Castleton elves. He was filled with respect for the Earl, for this was the true demeanor of a high elf.

"Is there anything else you'd like to know?" Roy asked.

Countess Amelia glanced at Roy and shook her head.

At this moment, her gaze became much kinder.

In Roy's view, this was the greatest irony: a Novice Priest sitting in the ruins of an ancient castle, chatting with an elven ghost for most of the night.

Countess Amelia looked at Roy, her arms crossed over her shoulders, giving Roy the feeling of Aladdin's lamp...

"Roy, is there any small wish you have? As payment for keeping me company this time, I can grant you a small wish. As long as your request isn't too demanding, I can fulfill it."

Countess Amelia felt that if she said that, Roy might find it difficult to make his demands, so she guided him to say:

"For example, would you like a set of Light Leather Armor for Elf Warrior... or perhaps a Magic Pouch for storage? I think these would make your training in the Malaga Jungle a bit easier!"

Roy thought to himself that the elves seemed to focus too much on equipment and magical items in their daily lives, as if they didn't know how to live without them.

So Roy hesitated for a moment and did not accept Countess Amelia's reward.

"If it's alright, I'd also like to ask you a question. Of course, if you feel it's inconvenient to say, just pretend I didn't ask!" Roy said.

Countess Amelia stared at Roy and slowly said, "As long as it doesn't involve the secrets of the Elven Dynasty, you might as well tell me..."

"As far as I know, Silver Moon Elf are guided to the Divine Kingdom by the Moonlight Goddess after death, or they become spirit sprites awaiting reincarnation. You, with your illustrious war record and Elven Nobles, have absolutely no reason to become a dead soul!" Roy said. "I want to know what happened..."

"So the Priest at the Goddess of Freedom Temple are more curious about these things? Or do they care more about these things because they frequently purify the souls of the dead?"

Countess Amelia said with a sneer.

She flew in front of Roy, the Soul Fire almost bursting from her eyes. Her withered hand, covered in sharp nails, reached out to Roy's chest, just a hair's breadth away from grabbing Roy neck.

Roy believed she could snap her neck in a second...

"Actually, there's nothing wrong with saying it. Back then, in order to build Castleton City, I let those wandering Half-Elf settle in Castleton City. To appease them, I also supported the Half-Elf in governing the Lower District under the doctrine of the Moon God Temple. However, all of this was not allowed by the Goddess Elune. She believed that the hearts of Half-Elf were not pure, and since I accepted these Half-Elf, my heart has also become impure."

"When I died, the High Priest of the Moon God Temple personally presided over my funeral. Four of the seven priests determined that I could not become a follower of Elune."

"I didn't want to be reborn as a sprite and wait for reincarnation in the Spring of Life, so I used some tricks to stay here."

"The children moved away from Ellington Castle with their whole family so that I could have some peace and quiet. I just didn't expect that it would become so lively here every summer. Fortunately... it only lasts for about a month."

Countess Amelia coldly introduced, "..."

Roy never expected the answer to be that Countess Amelia could not become a follower of the Moonlight Goddess...

Roy was also completely unfamiliar with the priests of the Moon God Temple in Castleton City, because they only helped the Silver Moon Elf and forbade Half-Elf -Half-Elf elves from entering the Moon God Temple. He never expected that even Countess Amelia, the commander of the Seventeen Silver Pegasus Legion, would be refused entry.

So, it seems the priests of the Moon God Temple really do have a lot of power...