Apothecary Roy

From here, you can overlook the entire Dance Floor, and the cheerful music drifts from the high platform, which you can hear perfectly from your sofa.

Above you is a dazzling starry sky; on this summer night, this platform is arguably the best Observatory Platform.

Some Elven Nobles were chatting on the sofa when they saw Klayr walk in from outside. Elf after elf greeted Klayr.

Klayr was quite familiar with these Silvermoon Elven Nobles, nodding in response to them constantly. He led Roy through a group of chatting Silver Moon Elf and brought him to a set of sofa booths.

Some Elven Nobles were sitting here, seemingly discussing the current situation in Castleton City.

Two elven servants stood to the side carrying fruit wine and fruit. Klayr walked over and led Roy to sit down in front of a sofa. An elven servant brought over a tray of fruit wine and asked Klayr to choose a drink.

Klayr got herself a bottle of Tree of Life Sap and Roy a bottle of orange juice.

Roy looked at the other Silvermoon Elven Nobles and was surprised to see Captain Simpson.

The last time Roy saw this captain was at the ball at the Seaside Castle, which was about three years ago. Captain Simpson had grown a small mustache, which made him look much more mature. He was wearing a smart Magic Inscription Construct and was the most elegant among the group of Elven Nobles.

Captain Simpson looked at Klayr and praised him with a smile, "Klayr, your playing has improved a lot. You are not only an excellent composer, but also have the talent of a performer."

"Uncle Simpson, it's really rare to hear your praise," Klayr said with a grin, then put his hand on Roy's shoulder and addressed the Elven Nobles on the sofa:

"This is my good friend Roy. I brought him here to ask you for a favor. I hope you can recommend him to the Magic Herb Merchant Guild," Klayr said to Captain Simpson directly.

Captain Simpson's gaze fell on Roy, and only after seeing his face did he remember Roy.

"Oh? You want to go into the business of Magic Herbs?" Captain Simpson asked Roy.

Roy quickly replied, "Yes, I can find a source of Elementary Magic Herbs in the Pattington Plane, and I'd like to do business in that area."

"Elementary Magic Herbs? Pattington Plane? I remember that should be the territory of the Seventeenth Silver Pegasus Legion. But since you two have come to me, no problem, I'll recommend you to the Magic Herb Merchant Guild." Captain Simpson readily agreed.

Klayr had actually prepared a speech, but she didn't need to use it at all; Captain Simpson agreed immediately.

It's important to know that the number of nominations from these chambers of commerce is limited. Klayr remembered that someone had asked Simpson for a nomination the last time, but was refused.

"Thank you, Captain Simpson," Roy said quickly.

Captain Simpson waved his hand. "It's no big deal, Klayr. You and your friends can wander around as you please. Have fun tonight."

"Okay, Uncle Simpson." Klayr said, then pulled Roy away from the corner.

Klayr led Roy to a place where the young Silver Moon Elf Silver Moon Elf gathered, chatting idly.

Klayr took a sip of the Tree of Life Sap before asking Roy:

"Roy, do you know Uncle Simpson?"

Roy nodded and said, "Yes, he is Princess Ophelia's chief guard. It was he who helped me at the Seaside Castle that allowed me to meet Princess Ophelia."

The two stood by the railing. The lively dance music in the Dance Floor had now turned into soothing music, and pairs of young elves were twirling freely on the Dance Floor. Several beautiful silver moon Elven Nobles ladies were constantly peeking in their direction. Needless to say, they all wanted to dance with Klayr, but they were too reserved to appear too forward...

Klayr casually said to Roy, "Roy, which girl have you taken a fancy to? I'll arrange to invite her over!"

"Forget it, they just want to dance with you, why do they always have to drag me into it?" Roy took a sip of orange juice.

This orange juice is made by diluting the Tree of Life Sap and adding some orange juice. Drinking this kind of beverage regularly has many benefits for the elves.

Klayr smiled slightly, put her arm around Roy's shoulder, and walked towards the two Silver Moon Elf ladies, saying as they walked, "What does it matter! These kinds of balls are for us to expand our social circles. Isn't it great to make more friends?"

Roy did not refute...

Seeing Klayr walking towards her, the Silver Moon Elf, dressed in a light blue dress, had her azure eyes sparkle.

She excitedly tugged at her best friend's sleeve, her eyes glued to Klayr's face, not wanting to look away for a second. As she stepped forward to greet her, she casually said to her friend, "Whether Klayr chooses you or me, the other one has to cover for the chosen one, understand?"

Her best friend was clearly even more eager than the fairy in the blue dress, whispering in response, "Don't worry, just be prepared to cover for me..."

Klayr chose the noble lady in the blue dress, and Roy benefited from Klayr's choice, holding the delicate hand of the Silver Moon Elf lady next to him, and they twirled around on the Dance Floor.

It must be said that these Silver Moon Elf ladies are all very skilled dancers. They move as lightly as feathers fluttering in the wind to a gentle rhythm.

"What kind of friends are you and Klayr?"

"What kind of elven girl does Klayr like?"

"Does Klayr have any other girls around her...?"

Almost every time Roy attended a ball with Klayr, the topics he discussed with the Silver Moon Elf girls were mainly these.

As a friend, Roy already knew how to answer.

'I don't know, I don't understand...'

Klayr was surrounded by beautiful elven girls, but none of them were close to her.

Martina and Sherry were also among the group of elf ladies around the Dance Floor. They both really wanted to get close to Klayr and chat about anything.

Unfortunately, there were just too many competitors around, and the two of them couldn't squeeze in at all...

Moreover, at the last ball, the two of them intentionally or unintentionally neglected Roy, which resulted in Klayr having a cold face and hardly smiling.

Martina and Sherry didn't go to the ball this time.

Standing in the crowd, the two realized just how popular Klayr was.

"Sherry, how on earth did that guy Roy develop such a deep friendship with Klayr?" Martina asked softly, arms crossed.

"I heard that when they first entered the Elf Academy, the two of them often fought together," Sherry pouted and whispered to her best friend.

"Just because of that?"

Martina was completely bewildered and found it difficult to understand their friendship.

Roy knew that Klayr had come to the ball herself to help him find a recommender so that he could join the Magic Herb Merchant Guild.

Secondly, it's to better integrate into the Silver Moon Elf circle. The noble ball is mainly used for socializing and expanding one's network.

However, Roy didn't do a very good job in this regard.

As the last cheerful song, ' Claire's Summer, ' played, the summer night dance finally came to an end.

Early in the morning Owen Ellington took a carriage to the Elven Council's Hall of Judgment. He had been working there for half a month and had already adapted to the work rhythm.

As a newly appointed judge, Owen Ellington's daily routine involves reviewing case files and familiarizing himself with how previous judges conducted trials.

Castleton City is a port city, so the courthouse is particularly busy.

As he entered the courtroom, Miss Cici, the assistant waiting at the door, quickly approached him, holding a notebook, and reported the day's work plan to Owen Ellington.

Owen Ellington stopped and said to Miss Cici, "Go and get me the case file on the assassination case instigated by the merchant Santos."

"Yes, Your Honor." Miss Cici quickly wrote it down.

Owen Ellington sat at his desk, sipping a cup of sweet fruit tea. Before he could put the cup down, Miss Cici walked in carrying a stack of files.

Owen Ellington took the file and opened the confession record book. He found that the case was already very clear. It was basically an assassination case. The mastermind, the merchant Santos, hired an elven assassin to try to assassinate the Half-Elf Roy.

The reason was that Roy was selling low-level Magic Herbs, which affected the business of the merchant Santos.

Most importantly, this matter has already caused a great uproar, and it has even implicated Wagner Klayr, the young musician who will also be attending the trial this weekend.

Owen Ellington's face darkened. He remembered Boris's request—that the case be dropped...

He's not the speaker of the Elven Council of Elders, how could he possibly have such power?...

The day after the ball, Roy received an invitation from the Magic Herb Merchant Guild.

This means Roy can join the Magic Herb Merchant Guild at any time. Since he is destined to do business in Magic Herbs in the future, Castleton the Magic Herb Merchant Guild is still very necessary.

Roy had classes all day, so he could only squeeze in time at noon to register as a member of the Magic Herb Merchant Guild.

Fortunately, the Magic Herb Merchant Guild wasn't too far from the Elf Academy.

Roy rushed to the Magic Herb Merchant Guild during his lunch break.

This Magic Herb Merchant Guild turned out to be a treehouse. Roy showed the invitation to the Elven Guard Elven Guard at the door, who opened the door. He entered the treehouse, passed through a narrow passage, and at the end of the passage was an open-air plaza surrounded by giant wooden walls, making the plaza look like a gladiator arena.

However, Roy could clearly realize that this was not the Elf Continent, at least the colorful sky above was not quite the same as that of Castleton.

Unexpectedly, after passing through a passage, the other end of the passage connected to another place.

And we can't sense the Teleportation Portal or Space Fissure at all...

In fact, many Elf Tree House are designed this way, but the treehouses of the Magic Herb Merchant Guild are designed very directly, allowing Roy to clearly feel the difference in space.

The square was divided into many areas, Roy looked at it, completely unsure of which way to go.

Welcome to the Magic Herb Merchant Guild.

A Silver Moon Elf came up and greeted Roy.

Seeing Roy's bewildered expression, the Silver Moon Elf smiled and said to Roy:

"Is this your first time here? No problem. Being able to enter here means you have received a formal recommendation from your recommender and are qualified to become a member of the Magic Herb Merchant Guild. You will come here often in the future. I am the receptionist of the Magic Herb Merchant Guild. Please feel free to ask if you need anything."

Roy glanced at the very polite Silver Moon Elf and said:

"I would like to register as a member of the Chamber of Commerce."

The Silver Moon Elf showed no surprise, nodded to Roy, and said, "Please follow me..."

He led Roy to a room, took out a form from a cabinet, and had Roy fill in some information.

The main information includes Roy's trading company name, business scope, and the origin of Magic Herbs, etc.

Roy filled out the form quickly.

The Silver Moon Elf put the form away and said to Roy, "The most direct benefit of joining the Magic Herbs Merchant Guild is that the guild will periodically issue missions to purchase Magic Herbs. If you can get these missions, you are destined to make a fortune."

"In addition, in order to ensure the interests of its members, the Magic Herbs Merchant Guild has some measures to protect its members, which I will introduce to you one by one later."

Roy turned to look around the square, pointed to the colorful sky above, and said with some curiosity:

Is this also the interior space of a tree?

The Silver Moon Elf hadn't expected Roy to ask this, but he still answered patiently, "Um... actually, no. To be precise, this is a Demiplane. The designer used a spatial magic circle to connect the Demiplane to the tree passage, which is why you have this feeling."

Roy only realized how strict the guild's qualification review was when he became a member of the Magic Herb Merchant Guild.

However, I heard that Roy only deals in Elementary Magic Herbs, so the various restrictions become very lenient...

Roy was surprised to find that there were very few herbalists in the guild who sold low-level Magic Herbs.

In a rest area, Roy saw a group of Elf Merchants sitting together chatting, presumably making predictions about the prospects of Magic Herbs.

Roy was in a hurry to get back to the Elf Academy for class, so he quickly left the Magic Herb Merchant Guild after receiving the guild's plaque...

As Roy left the guild hall, he looked back at the magnificent tree with its unique features and thought that the spatial magic possessed by the elves was truly amazing.

Sunday arrived in the blink of an eye, and Roy was to attend the trial of the elven Santos, who was also said to be on trial.

A few days ago, the merchant Santos personally went to the Elf Academy, only to be herded into a carriage by a group of Elf students.

Roy arrived at the Elder Council's courtroom and saw Klayr at the entrance. The two chatted as they walked into the Hall of Judgment...