Bail

Sabrina leaned against the railing at the bow of the Supply Ship, gazing at the boundless sea, the sea breeze ruffling her long hair.

She pursed her lips, clearly in a bad mood, with even a hint of anger in her eyes.

Moira and Miss Tiffany sat at a square table on the deck, staring at the sails billowing in the sea breeze, finding the sea voyage quite fascinating...

Miss Tiffany told Moira that in the past, when she passed through this area, she almost always swam across the water.

Clearly, Moira was also very curious about the underwater world, Miss Tiffany readily agreed that she would definitely let Moira go to the seabed to see it when she had the chance.

This is a Supply Ship of the Seventeenth Silver Pegasus Legion. Roy was able to get a ticket to board the ship only because he had Miss Christine's connections.

After leaving Castleton City, the group felt much lighter.

Roy, Klayr, and Woods stood on the top of the Ship Building.

I heard that this season is the Killer Whale's migration season. They swim from the Endless Sea back to the Frozen Sea. If you're lucky, you can see those whale pods migrating north in this area.

Klayr and Roy stood together.

Klayr closed her eyes, feeling the sea breeze blowing in her face. After a while, she opened her eyes, turned to look at Roy, and asked expectantly:

"Roy, can you hear the music of nature?"

Roy glanced at Klayr; this guy had probably gotten used to being a musician...

"During this trip to the Pattington Plane, I will try to listen to as many of the melodies of nature as possible."

Klayr embraced Roy contentedly and said in a great mood, "I knew you were the most reliable one. To be honest, I've been trying to compose some pieces myself lately, but without the melodies you provided, I've found that the pieces I compose are really too mediocre."

Roy said somewhat nervously, "Composing music requires constant practice; you never know when you'll get inspiration."

"I think this kind of thing requires talent, like Roy ... you're very talented!" Klayr said with some envy.

"Come on, I can't even read sheet music. I've told you so many times, the melodies I hummed to you weren't my own creations, they were just things I heard from various places," Roy explained to Klayr.

He had no idea how many times he had explained it to Klayr.

"Then why can't I hear anything?" Klayr, somewhat incredulous.

Roy turned around and conjured a ball of holy light in his palm, the white Light Flame appearing to burn...

"Klayr, can you see it?" Roy asked Klayr, his gaze fixed on the Light Flame.

Klayr looked at Roy with a puzzled expression and said, "How could I not see such a large ball of holy light?"

Roy clenched his outstretched hand into a fist, looked around, and asked Klayr, "Can you see those Divine Light floating in the air around us?"

Klayr had absolutely no Holy Light Affinity, so she couldn't see Holy Light Particle. However, she understood what Roy meant. "Uh, okay! I really can't see them..."

Roy could understand his friend Klayr's troubles; the young musician from Castleton City was clearly in a state of self-doubt.

Woods stood on the other side of the Ship Building, pointing to the distant sea, and shouted excitedly, "Roy, Roy... it's a pod of whales! Killer Whale!"

The Supply Ship arrived at Pattington Island in the afternoon.

Roy went to the dock and hired a carriage to transport all the supplies he had purchased to the town's central square. Because it had been difficult to obtain a pass for Pattington Island recently, the square was empty, and no other merchants were queuing up there.

Roy, holding the Teleportation Pass personally signed by Earl Swynborne, walked up to the Teleportation Portal guard and handed it over.

The guards immediately made way, and Roy and his group successfully entered the Pattington Plane.

Although the rebellion in the Pattington Plane had been quelled three years ago.

However, the Teleportation Portal on the plane have always been controlled by the military. Even if the Silvermoon Elven Nobles want to enter the Pattington Plane, they need to submit an application to the military, and the approval system is very strict. This has caused many Elven Nobles to give up the idea of returning to Pattington.

After passing through the Teleportation Portal, Roy went to the street again and found a carriage.

Klayr and Woods helped Roy move the Wooden Box onto the wagon, and the three of them sat in the wagon's cargo compartment.

Klayr whispered to Roy, "Roy, have you heard? News from the Roland Continent says that Plane War have been breaking out there recently. Apparently, the Dark Legion of the Abyss Hell has opened some interdimensional connection channels."

Upon hearing Klayr's words, Roy immediately thought of High Priest Reed, who was about to enter the Dark Land.

He didn't know what the connection was between the Abyss Hell and the Dark Land, but upon hearing the name Dark Legion, he felt that it must be related to the Dark Land.

"Has the Dark Legion already begun invading various planes?" Roy asked in a low voice.

Klayr shook her head slightly and said honestly, "The vast majority of these dimensional invasions have occurred on planes controlled by human lords on the Roland Continent. There are currently no signs that the Elven World has been invaded by dark forces."

Roy said with some concern, "The Priest of the Goddess of Freedom Temple on the Elf Continent have formed three Expeditionary Force to enter the Dark Land during this period, which may be related to this."

"Roy, have you ever thought about becoming another Warrior Class, like Sword Dancer, Sword Poet, or a silver moon ranger?" Klayr asked.

"I don't plan on that. I think being a Priest would be pretty good..."

Roy said without hesitation.

The Padesto City has now returned to the way it was when Roy first came.

There were only a handful of shops on the street, and the Free Market had shrunk considerably.

Half-Elf people are everywhere on the streets, but Silver Moon Elf are extremely rare. Currently, there is no trace of Silvermoon Elven Nobles in the city.

The Half-Elf became the masters of this city.

Without Slave Traders and Silvermoon Elven Nobles, life became much easier for the Half-Elf here.

Many Half-Elf hunters, carrying materials from magical beasts, left the jungle and came to the Padesto City...

The largest trading company here is the Pegasus Merchant, controlled by the Silver Pegasus Legion. The company purchases large quantities of Magic Herbs and magical beast materials every day, stores these resources together, and regularly sends them to the Elf Continent to maintain the prosperity of the Roland Continent.

The Half-Elf in the city also lived a peaceful life.

The Silver Pegasus Legion is stationed in the Pattington Plane. One good thing about it is that it has eliminated the Slave Traders in the city...

The downside is the restriction on free movement between planes. For Half-Elf to leave the Pattington Plane, not only do they need to pay a large sum of money, but the approval process for Teleportation Pass is also extremely complicated.

Recently, the Earl Swynborne has been busy leading the Silver Pegasus Legion to expand northward, and it is said that the Silver Pegasus Legion has already advanced several hundred kilometers northward.

The Earl Swynborne's territory continued to expand.

Roy was going to stay in Padesto City for a whole day, meaning he wouldn't leave Padesto City until the morning after tomorrow, so the group found a hotel to stay in.

After spending most of the day on the sea and another half a day navigating the portal, everyone was exhausted and sleepy. After checking into the inn, they all went to rest.

Roy left the inn and, based on the Boss's description, found a carriage company. He hired three carriages, negotiated the price, and agreed on a time before leaving the carriage company.

He rushed to the City Hall before dark, but unfortunately, most of the City Hall clerks had already left, and he was unable to obtain the ' Rampart Town Detainee Directory'.

They had no choice but to return to the hotel and stay there for the night.

The next morning, they rushed to the City Hall and finally obtained the list of detainees from the clerk. They then ran to the Guard Squad and, according to the names on the list, went to the prison to retrieve all the Half-Elf detained there.

Roy is the governor of Rampart Town, and he comes to Pattington Plane once every six months.

Bail out the Half-Elf detained here from the Guard Squad of Padesto City, which is also part of his job as governor.

After several visits, the commander of the Pattington Guard Squad had come to know Roy.

First, the list of detainees was handed over for verification, and then a bail was paid before these Half-Elf could be released.

The Guard Squad prisons of Padesto City were carved into the trunks of giant trees. These trunks were so small that prisoners could not even move freely inside. They could only sit or lie down. Moreover, these prisons provided shelter from the rain but not from the wind, making the environment extremely harsh.

Ascend the spiral staircase carved out of the giant tree, and you'll see a row of prisons that stretch upwards.

These prisons were semi-circular, with dark iron bars embedded in the outside, and many Half-Elf were imprisoned inside.

Roy followed an Elven Guard to the prison. The Elven Guard opened the door to a cell according to the number marked on the catalog. Inside, the Half-Elf was curled up on a wooden bed, sleeping with his face to the wall, wearing a set of gray linen clothes.

Hearing the sound of the cell door opening, the thin, Half-Elf quickly sat up.

Roy saw that familiar face, frowned, and asked him:

"It's you again?"

The Half-Elf saw Roy standing at the cell door, his face also contorted with distress. He said somewhat embarrassedly, "I had no choice. I sent some hemp thread over there, and it just so happened that the patrolling Elf Warrior saw it."

"I paid double your bail this time. You have to pay me back in full when we get back to Bulwark Village!" Roy said, brandishing the money bag in his hand.

The Half-Elf nodded quickly.

Roy added, "Furthermore, if I come here again and see you, I will absolutely not help you pay your bail. I will let you stay here for a while to calm down. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Your Excellency." The Half-Elf quickly packed his belongings in the cell and obediently followed Roy out.

Roy didn't say anything more. This Half-Elf hunter had connections with some villages in the southern part of the Griffon Bulwark Mountain Range and often provided them with supplies.

It might have been easier before, but now the Silver Pegasus Legion is cracking down hard, and anyone caught will be thrown into prison.

The Elven Guard didn't care what Roy was saying. Following the list in the directory, they arrived at the second cell and opened the cell door.

Roy, seeing the Half-Elf, bird's-nest-like hair, casually asked:

"Tell me... why were you brought in?"

The Half-Elf scratched his messy, bird's-nest-like hair and looked innocently at Roy, saying:

"They said that I entered the territory of the Elven Nobles to hunt, which constitutes the encroachment on other people's property. In fact, the place where I hunted was indeed in public territory, but I didn't pay much attention to the boundary and ran out of the public territory while chasing."

A note was drawn after Roy's name, the elf hunter, instructing him to pack his bags and leave the cell.

The Half-Elf hunter was still muttering to himself, "I heard that only Blackwater Swamp and Pagisto haven't been occupied yet. Next time I hunt, I'll try my luck in those unexplored areas."

Roy turned to look at him and said, "If you're going to the Blackwater Swamp, try to gather as many people as possible and make thorough preparations!"

The third imprisoned Half-Elf looked very young, but his crime was fighting.

"Your crime is fighting... I can bail you out this time since it's your first offense. But if you do it again, you'll be stuck here..." Roy said to the third Half-Elf.

They retrieved all the prisoners from the catalog, then took these Half-Elf out of the Guard Squad prison and put them up in an inn for the night.

After spending a whole day in Padesto City, Roy headed straight for Bulwark Village with a cart full of supplies and a cart Half-Elf who had been released on bail.

After the Rebel Army disbanded in Bulwark Village, although nearly three-quarters of the Rebel Army left within a few days, more than 10,000 Rebel Army chose to stay in Bulwark Village Bulwark Village.

These Half-Elf spent months rebuilding Rampart Town, including the treehouses within Rampart Town and the Apple Orchard outside the town.

The current Rampart Town is a large town with more than 10,000 Half-Elf. Although Roy is the governor of Rampart Town, he is not responsible for the daily management of Rampart Town. The only thing he can do is to rescue people from the Guard Squad of Padesto City.

The Bulwark Village is still large, but there is no market in it...

The businesses of monster materials and Magic Herbs were almost monopolized during this period.

After the carriage entered Rampart Town, the Half-Elf jumped off and went home.

Roy led his Adventure Group to his treehouse, which was almost the highest point in Rampart Town. Standing on the treetop, they could overlook the entire lush Rampart Town.

Afterwards, Roy had to take the list of detainees to the Town Hall for handover...

He will stay in Rampart Town for about three days, and then lead the Adventure Group to the Pagisto Plateau.

As soon as I reached the entrance of the Town Hall, I saw Elf Warrior locking several Half-Elf in wooden cages...