Interrogation

"I didn't want this either, but trouble always comes looking for me. Anyway... thanks to both of you. If I hadn't met you here, I might have been dragged into the Great Sea and turned into fertilizer by that guy." Roy could only offer a wry smile as he spoke to the Elf Ranger.

The sound of the waves in the distance, muffled by the heavy fog, made Roy uneasy. He felt like the Naga Assassin was hiding nearby.

"Did you see what the Naga Assassin looked like?" the Elf Ranger asked Roy.

"I did," Roy answered honestly.

The Elf Ranger opened his notebook, wanting to record some details, and asked, "What did he look like?"

Roy hesitated. "He looked like... aren't all Naga Sea Clan men pretty much the same?"

He really couldn't describe it. Covered in scales, with a hideous face, a human torso and a fish tail...

Weren't all Naga males like that?

"I suppose so..."

The other Elf Ranger seemed to understand Roy's difficulty.

Then, the Elf Ranger who had already met Roy twice recorded in his notebook: Naga Sea Clan, adult male, body length 350 cm, wielding a delicate short dagger, strong and sturdy, with experience in killing.

The Elf Ranger looked at Roy and asked, "Did he say anything to you?"

Roy thought carefully for a moment before hesitantly saying, "No... does roaring count?"

The Elf Ranger looked at Roy speechlessly.

"Roy, do you know that two more human Sailors died on the beach last night?"

"No, I didn't."

"Why would he come after you?" the Elf Ranger pressed.

Roy made an 'I can't say' gesture.

"Maybe it's because I often fish around here."

The Elf Ranger leaned closer to Roy and warned him softly:

"You must have provoked them somehow. Also, let me tell you, they are extremely vengeful. Once they target you, it's a fight to the death. You'd better be careful these days. Alright, you can leave."

"Understood, Officer," Roy replied.

If he didn't leave now, he'd probably be late for school.

Roy stood up with some difficulty. The two Elf Rangers stepped aside, and he limped away from the beach.

Walking back to Brown Street, the fog that had blanketed the street was beginning to dissipate.

A group of Elves was still standing in front of the apothecary shop. Mrs. Winnie, the owner of the apothecary shop, was among them, with a Night Blade Leopard crouching at her feet, occasionally flicking its whip-like tail.

Roy passed by on the other side of the street, but she didn't even look at him.

The Elves in front of the apothecary shop were so engrossed in discussing what had just happened that they didn't notice Roy passing by on the other side of the street...

If they had been more observant, they would have noticed that Roy was still wearing the tattered clothes stained with blood.

Back home, Roy simply treated his wounds.

The Elf Ranger had already stopped the bleeding. He simply wrapped the wounds with strips of linen.

He changed into clean clothes and, without going to the Temple for treatment, hurried to the street corner.

Just as a Long Carriage stopped at the corner, Roy quickened his pace and managed to squeeze onto the carriage as the last passenger...

His neck and arms were wrapped in linen. Fortunately, there were still empty seats on the long benches inside the carriage. He chose a corner to sit down, and could hear people in the carriage discussing: 'Did you hear? That Naga Assassin came out and killed people again last night...'

The Long Carriage stopped in front of the Elf Academy. Roy got off the carriage behind the crowd.

It was just before class, and the academy entrance was bustling with activity as a large number of Elf students poured into the academy.

Just as Roy was thinking of joining the throng of students heading to class, Klayr suddenly jumped out of nowhere and slapped Roy on his injured arm.

"Roy, you broke our promise!"

Klayr said with some anger:

"I've been waiting for you here all morning, and you're almost late for class!"

Roy almost shouted out loud. He quickly grabbed his injured arm and said to Klayr:

"If I hadn't been lucky enough this morning, you might never have seen me again. However, I really must apologize for being late this morning!"

Only then did Klayr notice that Roy had linen bandages wrapped around his neck and arms, and some blood was even seeping out of the bandage on his arm.

Klayr immediately thought of their common enemy, Steve, and said angrily:

"Did Steve do this to you?"

Roy saw the elves at the academy gate rushing into the campus, guessing that class time must be approaching soon. Last time he was late, Instructor Abbott. Nora made him run two laps around the training ground. This time, he might have to run until the end of class...

So he signaled for them to walk into the academy together, explaining, "It wasn't him. I don't even understand what's going on. Recently, a Naga has been running around near my house, and I've been targeted by it."

Klayr said with concern, "A Naga Sea Clan... are you okay?"

"If something had happened, I wouldn't be here for class," Roy said casually.

Klayr seemed to think of something, and reached down to feel around her belt, actually pulling out two bottles of Tree of Life Sap.

Heaven knows how she managed to stick entire bottles of Tree of Life Sap in her waistband.

"I just happened to bring two more bottles of Tree of Life Sap, here you go!" Klayr said very generously.

Roy looked at the two bottles of Tree of Life Sap, which were still light green. Although this Tree of Life Sap had been diluted, it wasn't diluted to the kind Roy usually drank...

It should be specially provided to nobles, and must be very expensive.

"Keep it for yourself. I'm a half-elf, and Tree of Life Sap only has half the effect on me. I have other ways," Roy refused.

Klayr looked at the Tree of Life Sap in her hand. Although she was a little surprised by Roy's refusal, she didn't try to persuade him, but added, "Then do you want to drink some Life Potion?"

"I have some!"

Roy said, taking out the test tube bottle with a cork from his pocket, shaking the light red liquid inside...

As they spoke, the two had already entered the academy.

Crossing a lawn, they arrived at the training ground. The class bell hadn't rung yet, and many students were gathered here waiting for class.

Everyone was gathered in small groups.

Some were chatting, and some were still discussing the breakdown of Martial Arts moves.

Roy and Klayr had just sat down in the corner of the training ground when Steve actually walked up from behind with a few friends.

They had seen Roy and Klayr at the school gate.

Since they were on campus, Steve hadn't planned to pay attention to them, but then he saw Klayr take out two bottles of Tree of Life Sap from her magic belt, and she and Roy were whispering all the way. Later, Roy even took out a bottle of Life Potion...

What was this behavior? Obviously, they were discussing the fight at noon, and even prepared recovery and healing potions early...

Steve followed them all the way until they sat down on the lawn in the corner of the training ground, then he walked forward with his friends and said sarcastically to Klayr, "You guys are really something. To deal with me, you even prepared Tree of Life Sap and healing potions..."

Before he could finish speaking, Steve saw the bandages on Roy's body, and even saw the linen bandages wrapped around Roy's body from his collar.

Klayr stood up unceremoniously and said to Steve, "Steve, if you want to fight, then meet me at the usual place..."

"Forget it, I'll give you a few days to heal your injuries." Steve turned around, intending to leave with his friends.

But after taking two steps, Steve suddenly stopped and turned back to Klayr, saying, "As an elegant, noble, and tasteful Silver Moon Elf, I am very opposed to this kind of street brawl. Klayr, since the grudges between us cannot be resolved, would you dare to find a time to settle it in the Arena? Only the winner can walk out standing!"

"What's there to be afraid of? I will definitely beat you down then!" Klayr said, not wanting to be outdone.

Klayr had been fighting these past two days.

Steve's words completely ignited his fighting spirit.

Although Klayr's body was still trembling a little when he said these words, his momentum was not weak at all.

"Then it's a deal." Steve revealed a smug smile.

This was what he wanted.

Among the young Elf nobles, conflicts often arise over trivial matters, and the Arena exists to resolve some irreconcilable disputes.

Of course, the lives of Elves are very precious.

In the Arena, the basic idea is to beat the opponent until they are lying on the ground and unable to get up.

Steve originally just wanted to bully Klayr a little in the Elementary Martial Arts Training class, but he didn't expect that this Wagner Klayr, who usually looked gentle and weak, was actually so brave at heart.

He stood in front of Klayr and said to him with a smile:

"Klayr, to be honest, I'm actually quite surprised. I didn't expect that the most timid little rabbit of the Klayr family would actually have the courage to fight..."

"There are more things you didn't expect than just that," Klayr replied.

In this Elementary Martial Arts Training class, Roy was unable to perform some movements due to his injuries, so he could only remember them in his mind.

He didn't even pass the first Martial Arts's coherent movements. This time, because of his injuries, his learning of the second set of moves was affected, and Instructor Nora was already preparing to take special care of him.

This made Roy feel a little worried, but what he was most worried about was the Naga Assassin...

After Instructor Nora finished explaining the second set of disassembled movements, Roy finally managed to get next to Instructor Nora before the end of the class and humbly asked her for some advice.

For example... what means should he use to counterattack when someone launches a sneak attack on him from behind.

And for example... when someone is slightly taller and stronger than him, and grabs his neck, how should he counterattack and break free...

Before answering these questions, Instructor Nora glanced at the bandages on Roy's neck and arms.

After a moment of thought, she finally taught Roy two simple and effective counterattack methods.