Roy squeezed out of the crowd of Half-Elves, his expression extremely grim.
He did not leave Pattington Island's docks. After weaving through the packed crowd a few times, he slipped into a warehouse.
This was the supply transfer point established by the Seventeenth Silver Pegasus Legion on Pattington Island. The warehouses here had originally stored large quantities of Magic Metal and Magic Herbs, with Medium Sailboats arriving from Castleton Harbour every day to transport the valuable goods.
Now, the warehouses held some military supplies...
The quartermaster responsible for guarding these supplies was a Silver Moon Elf Officer.
Whenever Roy returned from the Pattington Plane, he would come here to ask whether there were any Medium Sailboats returning to Castleton City...
Over time, Roy had become very familiar with him.
This Silver Moon Elf quartermaster was over six hundred years old. He had experienced countless wars and was considered a highly senior Elf Officer in the Seventeenth Silver Pegasus Legion. He had a foul temper and broad knowledge...
A Silver Moon Elf Officer sat at a round table, with a cup of Tree of Life Sap beside him and a chessboard laid out on the table.
His gaze rested on a chess piece, wavering with hesitation. He picked it up, then immediately put it back down...
The young Half-Elf across from him seemed accustomed to this. He held a book and read it with great interest, without urging the Elf Officer.
When the Elf Officer saw Roy walk in uninvited, his eyes lit up. He hurriedly scattered the pieces on the chessboard.
"I have a guest. Let's call it here for today!"
The Elf Officer said solemnly.
The young Silver Moon Elf immediately hugged his book and ran off without another word...
Roy sat across from the Silver Moon Elf quartermaster