Dreamscape

News of Boss Roy's public trial of the counterfeit Magic Herbs case in the Plateau City quickly spread among the Elf Merchants.

Boss Roy who personally created the Plateau City, is seen by the Half-Elf as a great hero who saved the Pagisto Plateau.

Everyone is eager to know how Boss Roy, will handle this matter.

After all, the Half-Elf gatherer involved in this fraud case broke the common agreement among gatherers and sold the Magic Herbs to Elf Merchants...

Meanwhile, the other party in the forgery case is a Silver Moon Elf Merchants, and the Half-Elf also want to see how Boss Roy treats the Silver Moon Elf.

Soon, a large number of elves gathered in the square in front of the City Hall. They huddled together, looking at the Half-Elf guards around the high platform, hoping that Boss Roy would stand on the platform.

The Silvermoon Elf Merchants stood below the platform, his expression somewhat grim.

The Half-Elf gatherer was brought over from the Concentration Camp prison. He wasn't bound by ropes, and he was in relatively good condition. Most of his injuries had healed, and he could walk to the square without assistance. He lowered his head, his face filled with Half-Elf. The half -Half-Elf girl followed closely behind him, her little face filled with fear and tension.

Several Elf Merchants who were acting as witnesses were also led by the Dark Moon Elf Warrior to the high platform next to the small square. The merchants huddled together and discussed a somewhat serious topic in hushed tones.

Jiezena, Miss Tiffany, Moira entered the City Hall, they saw Roy, Sabrina, and Mulin waiting in the lobby.

Jiezena was a six-armed serpentine sea monster covered in pale blue scales, which startled Mulin.

Jiezena looked around with her golden eyes and asked Roy, "Isn't it said that there's a Tree of Life in an elven city?"

Miss Tiffany translated for Roy.

Roy walked up to Jiezena with a smile. Jiezena was a good half a body taller than him, and he had to look up to see Jiezena face clearly. Roy explained to Jiezena, "This Plateau City can only be considered a gathering place for Half-Elf."

Jiezena turned to the mermaid beside her and asked, "Tiffany, don't you think it's a shame that you wasted the opportunity for me to help you unconditionally?"

Miss Tiffany narrowed her eyes. Instead of translating the sentence, she stared at the siren Jiezena and snorted, "I initially thought it was a bit of a pity, but after hearing you ask me that, I suddenly feel less concerned!"

"..."

"Tiffany should have told you the general situation, so I won't repeat it. I want to know the real situation at the time. Do you have any good ideas?" Roy asked Jiezena.

"All I can do is bring all the spirits who hear my song into a dream..."

During the journey aboard the Magic Airship, Jiezena actually had some ideas.

Roy walked out of the City Hall.

He slowly walked down the steps until he stood on the high platform. The elves in the square bowed to Roy, a scene that stirred his emotions...

Moira, Sabrina, Miss Tiffany, and Mulin stood behind Roy, and they could clearly feel the respect the Half-Elf had for Roy.

Many of the Half-Elf were seeing Roy for the first time, and they seemed quite excited.

I'd only ever heard about Boss Roy being Half-Elf from other Half-Elf before, but seeing him in person, I realized what Half-Elf was really like! Roy stood at the very front of the platform and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"The reason I am holding this trial in public is because I have discovered that everyone here has fallen into a misconception. Whether you are the Half-Elf from the highlands or the Elf Merchants have come from afar, you must understand one thing."

"My initial reason for building this Plateau City was to enable everyone to live a better life. I hope everyone can live a more relaxed life and enjoy the sunshine and breeze on the plateau."

"This is the central region of the plateau. To the south lies the vast wilderness, and to the north are the Gaxi Mountain Range. All the resources on the plateau can be continuously transported to the Plateau City. Now that the sea route between Padesto City and the Plateau City has been opened, this place will gradually become prosperous and rich."

"I don't need to make a lot of money from the Magic Herbs business; I care more about building a prosperous Plateau City."

"Alright, I'll get straight to the point. The reason everyone's gathered here is probably because of a very unpleasant incident that happened at the Free Market a few days ago. Now let's take a look at what exactly happened that day!"

After saying these words, Roy took two steps back from the platform.

Suddenly, a melodious song rang out in the square of the City Hall, and the mournful tune made everyone feel a strange pain in their hearts.

The once clear blue sky suddenly turned into a storm of dark clouds, and a gust of wind swept across the square. The elves in the square found that the surroundings were slowly darkening.

Darkness, like a giant hand, covered the entire square.

The elves in the darkness couldn't even see each other.

Everyone became panicked and reached out to touch the outside, only to find that the surroundings were empty.

Then, a mist appeared before the elves, behind which were faint lights.

In their fear and unease, the elves passed through the mist.

Then everyone found themselves inexplicably in Free Market, under a clear, cloudless sky...

The bustling Free Market was filled with all sorts of hawking cries, instantly flooding everyone's ears.

Some Elf Merchants displayed daily necessities at their stalls, attracting passersby with their most sincere smiles.

Half-Elf gatherers also sell monster materials. They tend to be rather quiet, but the prices of the monster materials on their stalls are quite reasonable.

At this moment, everyone suddenly realized that they could not communicate with the merchants in the Free Market. No matter how hard they tried, they could not speak.

Everything before my eyes seemed as if time had reversed...

A Half-Elf gatherer squatted in front of a stall, his face filled with worry. Almost all the goods on the stall were sold out. He took out a cloth bag from his pocket, hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up his courage to walk towards a well-dressed silver moon Elf Merchants.

The Silvermoon Elf Merchants saw the Half-Elf gatherer and asked, "Are you looking to buy something, or do you have something you'd like to sell me? I only accept high-grade Magic Herbs."

The Half-Elf gatherer was somewhat nervous. He gripped the sides of his robes with both hands, avoiding the scrutinizing gaze of the Silvermoon Elf Merchants, and awkwardly said:

"I... I have a magic herb, would you like to take a look?"

"Okay, show it to me." The Silvermoon Elf Merchants immediately became interested and walked around the stall to get closer.

The Half-Elf gatherer opened the cloth bag, revealing a thick layer of moss, but the moss was now covered with a thin layer of ice.

The Silvermoon Elf Merchants stared at the moss in surprise and immediately covered the cloth bag again.

He turned around and whispered to his attendants to take good care of the stall. He led the Half-Elf gatherer out of the noisy market and, in a quiet corner next to the market, had the Half-Elf gatherer take out the cloth bag again.

Peel back the moss covering a thin layer of ice, and you'll find a Winter Thorn Grass covered in countless ice crystals.

The Winter Thorn Grass emitted a Half-Elf gatherer stammered, "This is a very rare Winter Thorn Grass, which only grows in the snowy mountains of the Northern Plateau. Would you like to buy it, Boss?"

"...Buy! Of course I'll buy it. This Winter Thorn Grass is of very good quality and well-preserved. How much do you plan to sell it for?" The silver moon Elf Merchants turned his gaze away from the Winter Thorn Grass, suppressing his excitement, and asked the gatherer.

The Half-Elf gatherer said, "One hundred Magic Crystal Stone! My Little Aisli is of school age, and I plan to send her to school on the Elf Continent. I've heard that tuition at the Elf Academy there is very expensive, and I also need to prepare some living expenses for her..."

The Half-Elf gatherer was interrupted by the silver moon Elf Merchants before he could finish speaking.

"So you're planning to sell this Winter Thorn Grass for a hundred Magic Crystal Stone? Are you out of your mind? You country bumpkin from the Pagisto Plateau, do you even know what a hundred Magic Crystal Stone represent?"

The Silvermoon Elf Merchants berated the Half-Elf gatherer until his face turned pale and then red.

"I know! One hundred Magic Crystal Stone can give my Little Aisli a future with unlimited possibilities." The Half-Elf gatherer clutched the cloth bag in his hand and said somewhat dejectedly, "If you think this price is a bit high, then I'm sorry to bother you."

When the Silvermoon Elf Merchants saw the Half-Elf gatherer trying to turn and leave, he quickly gave chase.

"Wait a minute, doing business is all about bargaining! Of course I don't want to buy this Winter Thorn Grass Winter Thorn Grass grass at a high price, but I really like it. Since I like it, I can accept a higher price."

After the Silvermoon Elf Merchants's face changed color several times, it finally revealed a bright smile again.

The Half-Elf gatherer, clutching the package, fell silent.

The Silvermoon Elf Merchants scratched his head in frustration, then asked, "Are you sure you want to sell it for one hundred Magic Crystal Stone? Can't you lower the price any further?"

The Half-Elf gatherer nodded firmly.

"Okay... I'll buy this Winter Thorn Grass."

The Silvermoon Elf Merchants gritted his teeth and said.

Along with the goods, he took out a bag of Magic Crystal Stone, counted out one hundred Magic Crystal Stone and handed them to the Half-Elf collector, thus successfully obtaining the Winter Thorn Grass covered in ice crystals. He then slowly walked back to his stall.

The Half-Elf gatherer, beaming with joy, ran out of the Free Market with a bag full of Magic Crystal Stone.

Seeing the smile on his face...

The countless elves watching could feel that fatherly love that surpassed everything else.

Then the figure of the Half-Elf gatherer gradually faded and disappeared.

Everyone's attention then turned to the Silvermoon Elf Merchants in the Free Market...