Liaison Officer

Roy, carrying a Breadfruit the size of a coconut, crossed the stone bridge over the Da Nei River from the Cross Street Intersection next to the Brown Street Potion Shop.

Just then, Mrs. Mrs. Winnie, the Boss of the Potion Shop, stood in front of the Night Blade Leopard's den with a whip, arguing with it about how it had chewed up its collar and run away without permission the night before.

Roy quickly clung tightly to the edge of the low wall of bushes, running past the Potion Shop.

Walking eastward along the seawall for a while, you will arrive at the outlet of the drainage ditch, where huge reefs are scattered outside the seawall.

Roy easily leaped over several boulders and arrived at the Dark Moon Elf's hideout next to the drainage Dark Channel.

Roy cautiously walked over and peered into the crack in the rock. The stone bed and banana leaves were still there, but the Dark Moon Elf was nowhere to be seen. He wondered where the creature had gone.

He glanced at the Breadfruit in his hand, thought for a moment, and then went inside and placed the Breadfruit on the stone bed.

As he turned to leave, he noticed the Dark Moon Elf standing quietly behind him. Though his face was pale and he was weak, his spirits seemed high; one hand rested on his dagger, his eyes fixed on Roy.

Why should you help me?

"..."

Roy spread his hands, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "I just happened to see you lying inside unconscious, I can't just ignore it."

"...Thanks!"

Dark Moon Elf don't seem to be very used to thanking others.

He had short silver hair, and his eyes were not pure black but had a dark gray tinge. His face was quite handsome, and compared to Klayr's good looks, the Dark Moon Elf's facial features were more sharp.

"Won't this cause you any trouble?" The Dark Moon Elf stared at Roy and asked in a low voice.

"So let's see each other less often." Roy pointed to the stone bed and said, "Sit down, let me check your wound and see how it's healing."

The Dark Moon Elf cautiously glanced around before stepping into the crevice. Somewhat awkwardly, he sat down on the stone bed and, at Roy's prompting, removed his leather armor. Roy then helped him untie the bandages around his abdomen.

Yesterday, when Roy was bandaging the wound, because he didn't have any suitable suture tools, the wound was simply wrapped with a bandage after treatment.

I thought the healing might not be going well, but when I took off the bandage, I found that the wound had actually closed up on its own, and the inflammation had subsided...

Roy quickly re-bandaged the wound and said to the Dark Moon Elf, "Avoid strenuous exercise as much as possible until it is completely healed. The recovery is going quite well!"

"By the way, why are you back again?" Roy quickly finished bandaging the wound and gestured for the Dark Moon Elf to continue lying on the stone bed.

He began to silently recite a prayer, and the divine runes on his hands rapidly condensed...

' Minor Healing '

The specks of holy light quickly merged into the Dark Moon Elf's body.

The Dark Moon Elf's tense body relaxed slightly, and he let out a long breath.

He nimbly sat up, supporting himself on the stone bed with both hands.

With sharp eyes fixed on Roy, he said, "Castleton's liaison is dead. My task is to develop a new liaison."

"We brought a liaison officer from St. Margaret Port this time. We originally planned to find him a temporary place to stay in the Lower District so he could stay here for the time being. Unexpectedly, we ran into a priest from the Moon God Temple, and we got into a fight in an alley in the Lower District."

The Dark Moon Elf spoke casually, but Roy was terrified...

The priests of the Moon God Temple and the assassins of the Dark Temple were engaged in a street battle in the Lower District; no wonder the Elf Ranger of the Guard Squad were unaware of it.

"You mean... you were injured by the priests of the Moon God Temple?" Roy asked.

The Silver Moon Elf and Dark Moon Elf have lived in peace for so many years without any conflict. It turns out that the Moon God Temple and the Temple of the Dark have been secretly vying for power all along.

"Yes. The liaison officer was also captured by those priests. The Moon God Temple has always been hostile to the Dark Temple. Now that I'm back in St. Margaret, I will definitely give those spies planted by the Moon God Temple in St. Margaret Port a good welcome," the Dark Moon Elf said resentfully.

Roy's eyes widened; "Big brother, you... you haven't gotten back safely yet!"

However, Roy said, "Your injuries will heal in a couple of days. Also, just a heads up... don't wear that leather armor into Castleton City again. You'll hardly see any Dark Moon Elf dressed like that in Castleton City. You'll be hard to miss... By the way, do you have enough Kole to buy a ship ticket?"

The Dark Moon Elf glanced at Roy with surprise, but still nodded slightly.

"That's enough. Go back to the Eternal Night Forest as soon as possible. Castleton City is not suitable for you."

After Roy finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

"Wait..."

The Dark Moon Elf suddenly called out to Roy.

Roy stopped, turned around, and looked at the Dark Moon Elf, asking with a puzzled expression:

"Is there anything else?"

"Um... I owe you a favor!" the Dark Moon Elf said, extending his fist.

Roy quickly bumped his fist against him, then his eyes lit up and he said with a smile:

"Um... there's no need to owe each other favors. We don't even know if we'll ever see each other again. I'll ask you a question, and if it's convenient for you to answer, consider it compensation!"

Roy stood outside the crevice with his hands on his hips, speaking smugly to the Dark Moon Elf.

"If it involves any of the Dark Temple's secrets, I won't say anything," the Dark Moon Elf said to Roy with a stern face after a moment's thought.

Roy said nonchalantly, "Of course, it's entirely up to you whether you tell or not."

"Alright then."

Roy stepped back into the crevice and asked the Dark Moon Elf, "I want to know if Jefferson was carrying out some mission for the Dark Temple before he died?"

The Dark Moon Elf thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said, "No, we haven't assigned him any tasks in the past six months."

Roy understood immediately; it was indeed not a mission from the Dark Temple.

That means Jefferson took on a side job.

Roy patted the Dark Moon Elf on the shoulder and said, "Alright, we're even now. That's settled then, I'm off..."

"Wait, have you ever thought about... becoming our Dark Temple's liaison in Castleton?" The Dark Moon Elf called out to Roy again and asked him.

"Me?" Roy was a little confused.

A liaison officer? To put it nicely, he's a liaison officer; to put it bluntly, isn't he a spy? This kind of thing...

"Why did you come to me?" Roy couldn't help but ask.

"Because I can confirm that you have no hostility towards the Dark Temple, and the facts have proven that you are trustworthy." Seeing that Roy had no interest at all, the Dark Moon Elf said to him, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse. Let me finish. As the liaison for Castleton, all you need to do is record the major events that happen in Castleton City every month and write them to me. I will give you an address in St. Margaret Port."

"Occasionally, members of the Dark Temple may be on missions and pass through Castleton City. You just need to provide them with some conveniences, such as temporary accommodation and food. That's all a liaison officer needs to be responsible for."

The task sounded simple, and Roy was very curious:

"What will I get in return?"

The Dark Moon Elf quickly replied, "Credit Point, fifteen points each month. We also reward Dark Temple members who come to carry out missions with extra Credit Point. Credit Point are the universal currency within our Dark Temple and can be exchanged for weapons, armor, potions, and Dark Temple secret techniques."

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized snake-neck bottle from the pouch behind his leather armor belt. Inside was a bottle of pale green liquid, and the bottle itself looked very high-class.

Roy asked curiously, "What is this?"

The Dark Moon Elf said with a hint of smugness, "The Permanent Agility Potion can be redeemed at the Dark Temple for 150 Credit Point. What do you think? If you agree to be our liaison, I'll give it to you."

Roy stared at the bottle of magic potion. He knew the difference between the potion of immortality and ordinary potions, of course. He was a little tempted. Anyway, he didn't plan to settle down in Castleton City. If it didn't work out, he could try it for a year first.

Roy asked in a low voice, "You won't force me to do any dangerous missions, will you?"

"No." The Dark Moon Elf handed the Agility Potion to Roy ...

Roy reached out and took the agility potion, looking at the beautiful crystal bottle, and said:

"Alright! To be honest, this potion of Permanent Agility Potion has impressed me..."

Upon opening the bottle cap, a string of bubbles immediately rose from the light green liquid inside, which smelled like soapy water. Roy quickly put the cap back on.

At this moment, the Dark Moon Elf handed Roy a slip of paper and said, "This is the address, and my name is on the back."

Roy took the note and saw that it said Xavier at 73 Willis Street, St. Margaret Port, and only then did he realize the name of the Dark Moon Elf.

"Okay, your name is Xavier? My name is Roy ... So, do you need me to help you find temporary accommodation?" Roy asked.

"I know your name is Roy," the Dark Moon Elf Viesel said softly, then added, "Now that I've found a new contact, my mission here is complete. I will leave Castleton City as soon as possible on the first ship."

Roy, not expecting him to be leaving Castleton City so soon, asked again:

"Should I go to the port and buy you a boat ticket?"

Viesel shook his head and reiterated Roy's responsibilities. "No need. Your job is to write to me about what's happening in Castleton, and then be responsible for receiving Dark Temple members who come to Castleton City on missions, excluding things like buying ship tickets..."

Roy repeatedly said he understood, "I understand. If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Having said this, he stepped out of the crevice, intending to climb the seawall, and then turned back to Viesel inside the crevice, saying:

"Oh, by the way, if any of my brothers from the Dark Temple come to Castleton City looking for me, tell them to come to the Goddess of Freedom Temple. Also, it must be in the afternoon; I won't be there in the morning..."