538. The Color of the Sea

I don't know how it happened, but when everyone sat down at the table, they started talking about the conflict between the Half-Elf and the Silver Moon Elf.

Ms. Nancy's concerns were reasonable, but Roy didn't know what he could do about it.

The Pattington Plane seems to be doing quite well now. A large number of Half-Elf have poured into the Pattington Plane, making the Padesto City rapidly prosperous...

Roy kept thinking about this all the way back to Sheltered Fjord after everyone said goodbye to Ms. Nancy.

In fact, Ms. Nancy is right. The Half-Elf on the Elf Continent have always been oppressed. They have even become accustomed to an unequal life. But hasn't it always been like this?

Isn't Padesto City doing quite well now? And the Silver Pegasus Legion has even formed Half-Elf Security Guard Regiment...

In the Padesto City, the Half-Elf's status seemed to have become more equal, and they were also more free.

Some Half-Elf even stood in the street pointing at a Silvermoon Elf Merchants and shouting, "Get out of Pattington!"

Arriving at the seaside, Roy was jolted awake by the strong sea breeze. While this farce had straightened the backs of the Half-Elf, it would also cause their egos to swell blindly. Once the grievances and resentments accumulated in the hearts of those Half-Elf were released, the entire Padesto City might be affected.

It's worth noting that at this time, most of the officials in Padesto City were Silver Moon Elf, and that's probably what Ms. Nancy was worried about.

Sometimes, Roy was really curious about Ms. Nancy's identity.

The crescent moon in the night sky cast a cool, clear light, and the tents densely packed on the beach rustled in the sea breeze.

The embers of the several bonfires that hadn't completely died out always seemed particularly glaring when the ashes danced in the wind.

Some Half-Elf, unable to sleep at night and still having late-night chats, were holding a string of salty, savory sea fish in their hands.

Unfortunately, it seems the Holy Radiance of the Moonlight Goddess will not fall upon the Half-Elf...

Moonlight spilled onto the sea, reflecting a shimmering expanse of light...

Waves rolled onto the beach, making a crisp, clear sound.

The sea breeze was a bit strong, and the clouds in the night sky were like light gauze, sometimes obscuring the moonlight and sometimes letting the moon shine through.

Moira emerged from the sea and skipped over to Roy. Seawater continued to drip down her body. She shook her wet hair and sat down next to him. Ignoring the seawater that splashed onto Moira as she shook her head, Roy used a dry towel to wipe her wet hair.

Moira's eyes melted instantly with tenderness, and her sweet smile was like a clear spring in a dark night.

She leaned against Roy's strong shoulder, resting her head on it, a touch of pink appearing on her crystal-clear pointed ears.

Moira was a little shy, but under the cover of night, she took the initiative to gaze at Roy with her big, watery eyes, her lips pursed, and her breath almost entirely sprayed onto Roy's cheek.

Roy tossed a pebble into the sea in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then asked Moira:

"If one day I go out to sea by boat, I might go to the other side of the sea to see what it's like. This idea has been with me ever since I learned about this ocean. Sometimes I feel like my life is a dream, so I want to see if the end of the sea is the end of the dream... When I leave, will you be very sad?"

"No!" Moira answered decisively and firmly.

Her lips were beautiful; they traced a graceful arc before she whispered almost into Roy's ear, "I don't want to wait here alone for you to come back. I want to set sail with you. I can help you..."

As she spoke, a soft little hand firmly grasped Roy's hand.

Roy whispered in response, "I heard them say that no elven couple can stay together for a lifetime. For an eight-hundred-year-old elf, a lifetime is too long. They always need to give each other some private space so that they can maintain enough freshness."

No matter how hard they glare, their obsidian-like eyes never seem to turn fierce.

Moira just stared at Roy without saying a word, her little face puffed up with anger, her expression revealing the obsession in her heart...

"..."

Even though Moira hadn't said a word, Roy felt a little guilty and hesitated for a moment before immediately giving in and saying:

"... Alright! I admit that what the elf said was inappropriate! You want to go to sea with me, then let's go together..."

"Then it's a deal! You can't go back on your word later..."

Moira said quickly.

A kiss can sometimes come so suddenly, yet so naturally.

The sea breeze tousled Moira's hair, the ends brushing against Roy's cheeks and making him feel a little itchy.

Sabrina sat on a rock not far away, pursing her lips as she looked out at the sea.

They seemed completely oblivious to the close interaction between the younger sister and Roy on the side of the beach.

As she sat by the sea gazing at the deep ocean, a myriad of lights and shadows suddenly appeared before her eyes.

At their first meeting, the shy boy could only hide behind Ms. Belinda's skirt, only daring to steal glances at them.

Later, the boy became naughty. He would often go to the beach to collect seashells, and even secretly lifted up her skirt while she was squatting by the Da Nei River washing clothes. Although she beat him up, the sly smile on his face was imprinted in her mind at that time.

From then on, Sabrina never gave him a kind look, and even deliberately distanced herself from him...

As the mischievous boy grew up, he started playing with Moira, helping her through her darkest period and bringing color back into her eyes.

Seeing the figures almost overlapping on the beach, Sabrina could only purse her lips and lower her head.

A sea breeze blew by, and a wave crashed onto the sea rocks, splashing onto Sabrina's feet, feeling slightly cool.

Miss Tiffany suddenly burst out of the sea, her body drawing a graceful arc on the surface before plunging back into the water with her tricolored tail. Her fair and smooth back shone brightly in the moonlight.

A little while later, Moira ran to Sabrina's side and pulled her along to swim in the sea at night.

Moira was in a particularly good mood after playing in the sea for a while, and even had a swimming contest with Miss Tiffany.

When they were tired of playing, Moira pulled Sabrina back to the beach and sat down next to Roy.

Roy is to Moira's left, and Sabrina is to Moira's right.

The sea breeze was a bit strong at night, so the two of them wrapped themselves in bath towels...

Miss Tiffany swam ashore as well. This time, she didn't turn her fishtail into legs. Instead, she lay on the beach like Moira and looked up at the night sky, which was shrouded in veil-like clouds.

"Didn't they say it was going to rain tonight?" Miss Tiffany asked, puzzled.

As soon as she finished speaking, a damp sea breeze blew over.

The moon quickly hid behind the clouds, and the waves on the sea became turbulent; the signs of rain came so fast...

As the drizzling raindrops fell on the beach, Roy and his two companions had just boarded a Flying Fish Boat. Then, they boarded a Three-Masted Sailboat, getting soaked in the rain. At that moment, large raindrops began to fall from the night sky, pattering into the sea and pounding against the deck.

"The weather really does change in an instant!"

Woods stood at the entrance of the Ship Building, holding an umbrella, as if he were waiting for everyone to return.

The sea breeze was quite strong, and even with the sails fully lowered, the Three-Masted Sailboat anchored in the Sheltered Fjord continued to rock.

Roy and his group braved the rain and ran into the cabin on the Ship Building.

This room is located behind the captain's cabin and was originally intended to be the captain's rest area. However, this Three-Masted Sailboat is quite special, and Roy turned it into a suite with three rooms, but unfortunately, the space is still a bit small.

Miss Tiffany, noticing the lack of a bathroom with a bathtub in the room, said with some distress, "If only we could bring the Black Pearl out..."

The Three-Masted Sailboat No. 7 drifted at sea all night against the wind and waves, bobbing up and down in the surging waves, almost making the three investigators in the cabin vomit their bile...

Not only did they not sleep all night, but they also had to hold onto the handles tightly with both hands in the cramped cabin, keeping their bodies straight to avoid being injured when the ship violently rocked.

This prolonged physical exertion left the investigators exhausted, with dark circles under their eyes almost always appearing in the morning.

And just like that... one of the investigators hit his forehead on the upper bunk, leaving a 1-inch-long gash on his forehead...

That night, they worried every moment that their Three-Masted Sailboat would capsize at sea, and they remained alert, ready to abandon ship.

However, after the Half-Elf captain battled the wind and waves all night, the waves in the sea subsided.

The sun also peeked out from behind the clouds.

The rain stopped, and the sea was calm.

After a whole night of turmoil, all three investigators fell ill.

The Three-Masted Sailboat then sped across the sea and, after another day and night, finally arrived at the Empress Ivini Islands.

When the investigators disembarked at the Empress Ivini Islands dock, their faces were ashen, their legs were weak, and their eyes and cheeks were sunken.

There were only some sea fish on the boat, and the proudest of all, the Silver Moon Elf. The three investigators had only drunk a little water the entire journey...

The three investigators helped each other off the ship. The Padesto City military officer watched their miserable figures and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they arrived safely at Empress Ivini Islands, his mission would be a complete success.

He was genuinely worried that the three investigators were in poor health and might die on the way.

After dropping them off at the Empress Ivini Islands dock, the Half-Elf captain did not linger there but hoisted his sails and quickly left the Queen Island.

The military officer gazed meaningfully at the departing Three-Masted Sailboat and then shut his mouth.

The three investigators disembarked and once again squatted on the dock, retching...

The military officer hurriedly went to the dock, showed his identification badge to the Elven Guard, and then explained the origins of the three investigators.

The Silvermoon Elven Guard on the dock quickly reported the situation to the Silver Pegasus Legion headquarters...

Upon receiving the news, Earl McCauley actually led a group of officers to personally greet the three investigators.

Seeing the three investigators sitting listlessly on the dock, Earl McCauley asked with some surprise, "What happened to you all?"

He then turned to his adjutant behind him and ordered, "Quickly, get a few bottles of potent vitality potions, and three cups of Tree of Life Sap..."

The three investigators did not drink the vitality potion, but only drank three cups of the Tree of Life Sap, and their complexions quickly returned to normal.

Two carriages were waiting by the dock. Earl McCauley led the three investigators into the carriages, and once they were moving, one of the investigators began to complain:

"The Pattington Plane is truly a wild and untamed land. Apart from the areas where Half-Elf gather... it's full of savage local natives! When your Silver Pegasus Legion entered Pattington, why didn't you manage to govern it properly?"

Earl McCauley coughed lightly twice, not continuing the conversation. Pretending not to hear, he changed the subject and asked, "How's the investigation into Roy's cruelty to the descendants of the Silvermoon Elven Nobles going?"

The three investigators exchanged glances, and one of them said, "For now... we haven't gathered any compelling evidence!"

He then pressed further, "Then... can the military provide some evidence?"

Earl McCauley's eyes widened, and he pressed his hand to his chest in anger. After a long pause, he said in a low voice:

"Are you trying to kill me? Don't tell me I don't have any evidence. Even if I did, how could I possibly produce it? If I did, wouldn't that be blatantly harming my own people? What would the Silver Pegasus Legion soldiers think of me then? What would the officers in the military think of me?"

"You went to the Pattington Plane once, didn't you even realize how much the name ' Boss Roy ' means to the Pattington Half-Elf?"

Earl McCauley said with some dissatisfaction.

The three investigators were taken aback by Earl McCauley's strong reaction and were momentarily stunned in the carriage.

"Let's set aside Roy's contributions to rescuing the Half-Elf slaves of the Pagisto Plateau for a moment. Just the achievements of this Mine Guard Regiment in the Battle of the Ivenne Islands are enough to warrant no one in our legion questioning him at this time!"

As he spoke, he pulled a map from a drawer on the edge of the carriage, tore it open, and pointed to a large area, saying, "The Boss Roy you're investigating is currently developing Sun Island Bay..."

"But you don't have even the slightest evidence right now, how can I possibly deal with him, how can I possibly investigate him?"

"Also, let me make this clear to you: if you obtain evidence of Roy's mistreatment of the Silver Moon Elf Mine Owners, you must bring the evidence back to the Elven Council of Elders and hold him on trial. Don't come to the military headquarters and expect us to deal with him!"

"However... I must remind you that the relationship between that Silvermoon Elven Nobles descendant and Lord Alvis is hard to explain. Don't let the Silvermoon Elven Nobles lose face."