Elf Ranger

"Do you know him?" Roy asked in surprise.

Sabrina squinted her emerald green eyes and leaned over, her translucent long ears almost touching Roy's face, she had a faint fragrance about her.

"He's a friend of Jefferson's, but the relationship between the two of them isn't that great. Pelius usually does petty theft in the Lower District. Occasionally Jefferson will ask him to do some things. I've seen him a few times. Moira, do you remember him?"

Moira also leaned her head over, her delicate face appearing extremely young.

If she were a human girl, she would probably only be fifteen or sixteen years old!

Even her lips and cheeks had fine fluff, only visible up close, and her pouting expression was very cute.

"I haven't seen Pelius, but I've heard his name."

Moira shook her head and said.

Sabrina immediately put on a suspicious look and asked, "What do you want him for?"

Roy then explained, "On the morning the Holy Grail was lost, I saw him jumping over the wall from the Temple. I didn't think much of it at the time, but later I heard that the Temple's Holy Grail was lost, and I suspect he stole the Holy Grail from the Temple."

"You suspect he stole the Holy Grail?" Sabrina was a little incredulous.

Then she realized that she actually believed it a little, because Pelius was a Dark Moon Elf with three hands...

"Well, it's just a suspicion. Actually, I'm not sure, and I don't have any evidence." Roy admitted frankly.

Sabrina then realized that the three of them were too close, and quickly sat up straight, moving her head away again.

"You should report these clues to the Elf Rangers of the City Defense Guard," she said to Roy.

Roy scratched his head and said:

"Actually, I just suspect, and I don't know him. I can't just tell the Elf Rangers that I saw an elf jumping over the wall from the Temple that morning, and I don't know any other information. How useful would that be? I might end up being bossed around by those rangers all day long."

"And that morning, I didn't know the Temple had been robbed, and I can't just say that he must have stolen the Holy Grail because there were a few Basil Leaf on his pants..."

"I don't want to cause trouble, and I don't want to falsely accuse good people."

When Roy said these words, he secretly glanced at Moira's suspender dress.

Compared to her older sister Sabrina, Moira's skin appeared a little darker, but it was more delicate.

"So you want to find him, confirm that he stole the Holy Grail, and then report him?"

Moira's eyes were very clear, without the defensiveness between men and women...

"No, I just want to give the portrait to the Elf Rangers and provide them with a clue," Roy said.

In fact, he had also thought about telling High Priest Reed this news, but thinking about the danger that might occur during the investigation, he decided to throw it to the Elf Rangers of the guard.

Hearing Roy say this, Moira felt relieved and agreed:

"Well, don't take risks yourself."

Her voice was soft and delicate.

Roy returned home with the painting.

He planned to go to the guard tomorrow morning and report the news to the Elf Rangers.

Before going to bed, Roy also practiced 'Holy Blessing' in the bedroom, but unfortunately this elementary Divine Magic was much more difficult than 'Holy Light Art'.

Until he fell asleep, he was unable to improve his success rate...

Priest Theodore advocated using magical items to simplify the steps of Divine Magic casting and improve the success rate.

After suffering countless casting failures, Roy suddenly felt that what he said made sense...

Lost in thought, Roy wrapped himself in the sheet and fell asleep.

However, the Holy Light Particle wandering around his body would always be caught by an invisible tentacle and quickly integrated into Roy's body.

A ray of sunlight shone through the window, onto the wooden wall next to the door, leaving a patch of light.

The sea breeze blew open the gauze curtains of the cabin, and accompanied by the cries of seagulls, Roy struggled to get out of bed.

When the weather is clear, Castleton Harbour is like a large, magnificent sapphire.

Roy entered the living room and found Ms. Belinda wearing pajamas, sitting at the dining table and drinking a cup of flower tea brewed with dew.

"Why are you up so early? You could have slept longer..."

Belinda said to Roy.

"I couldn't sleep, so I decided to head out early!"

Roy sat down opposite Ms. Belinda and replied.

Looking at the Tree of Life Juice in the cup, he felt that it contained not only nutrients, but also Ms. Belinda's heavy love.

(There's a typo here, mistakenly written as World Tree Juice. In fact, it was mentioned in the previous chapter that there is only one 5,000-year-old Tree of Life in Castleton City, Chapter 3.) "What are you looking at? Why don't you drink it all at once?"

Ms. Belinda asked Roy with a doting expression.

"This cup of Tree of Life Juice is originally your quota. I've been drinking your Tree of Life Juice all along..." Roy said.

"Oh! I thought it was something important. Tree of Life Juice only makes elves look younger, but it doesn't actually prolong life. No matter how much juice I drink, I can't get much younger. But you are different. You are growing very fast, almost an adult in half the time of other children. I don't want your childhood to pass by so quickly. You still have to study at the Elf Academy. You can't look too mature compared to other children."

Ms. Belinda explained to Roy.

Her tone of voice was soft and gentle.

Just as his mother Belinda said, if the two of them went out on the street now, people would believe that Ms. Belinda was Roy's older sister.

Although she was already an Elf mother, her sweet face didn't look like it at all.

Roy held the cup filled with Tree of Life Juice, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Leaving home, Roy ran all the way out of Brown Street.

There was no City Guard post on Brown Street. The nearest guard post to Brown Street was at the docks of Castleton Harbour.

Roy needed to detour to the docks to hand over the portrait drawn by Sabrina to the Elf Ranger there.

The docks were bustling in the early morning, filled with the noise of people.

Hundreds of ships of all sizes were docked here. Some large three-masted sailing ships were docked side by side in the deep-water area, and more large ships were anchored in the sea, as the port could not accommodate so many ships.

The guard post was located near the deep-water port, probably to prevent these foreign sailors from causing trouble again.

On the other side of the dock, at the fish market, there were some small fish stalls. It seemed that the tide had not yet come in.

Roy walked to the entrance of the guard post, feeling a little nervous inside.

This was a two-story building next to the dock warehouse and grocery store. The entrance was a high front desk, and there was even a wooden fence. There were probably some rooms upstairs.

An Elf woman in leather armor stood behind the front desk and asked Roy, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Roy approached the front desk, sat on a round stool, first calmed his breathing a little, and then introduced himself: "My name is Roy, and I live at 57 Brown Street. Last Saturday morning, I went fishing by the sea and happened to pass by the Temple... Later, I heard that the Holy Grail in the Temple was stolen. I suspect it was the Elf who jumped over the wall. I can still remember his appearance very clearly, so I asked my neighbor's older sister to draw a portrait."

Roy recounted the incident in great detail.

At this time, some Elf Rangers walked in from outside.

When they saw Roy, they would take an extra look.

The Elf woman reorganized the manuscript in her hand, read it carefully again, then shook her sore hand and responded to Roy: "I have recorded these words truthfully, but you must be responsible for what you say. Are you sure that the information you are providing is true?"

"I'm sure," Roy said, pressing his right hand to his heart.

This was the Elves' oath gesture. Of course, this gesture alone did not have the effect of a magic contract. If you want to have binding force, you need to use a contract array or scroll.

The Elf woman nodded, took the portrait from Roy's hand, and said, "Okay, give me the portrait! Thank you for providing the information. If we find anything based on this information, we will give you some reward."

Roy didn't expect that providing information could actually get a reward. This was an unexpected surprise.

"If there's nothing else, can I leave?"

"You can..."

The Elf woman looked up at Roy and replied.

This was Roy's first time 'reporting a case'. He was a little nervous, and his palms were sweaty when he walked out of the guard post.

The sea breeze made him feel much more relaxed.

Roy from the Elf Academy had two major classes in the morning: Literature and History and Geography.

These three courses only had four classes each week. There was no Elementary Martial Arts practice today, and no Geography class tomorrow.

The course Roy signed up for was Silver Moon Elf Modern History. Because he went to the City Guard, Roy was a little late when he arrived at the academy.

When he jogged all the way to the classroom, it was already full of young Elf students.

Seeing the layout of the classroom, Roy breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, he saw what a normal classroom should look like. This was a large lecture hall, with all the seats arranged in an arc from low to high. At the lowest point of the classroom was an arc-shaped podium.

Roy entered the large classroom through the side door and saw that the front rows were almost full of young Elves, so he could only step up the stairs towards the back.

He found an empty seat in the corner of the back row and sat down, panting.

The Half-Elf next to him nodded to him, but didn't say anything.

Roy quickly nodded in response...

Afterward, Roy noticed that there were a lot of female Elves in the Literature and History class, and most of them were Silver Moon Elves. Half-Elves only occupied a corner at the back of the classroom.