Author: Haiyi Xiaozhu

Roy was used to eating dinner alone.

The elves' dinner is very simple, usually just a plate of fruit or a piece of fish. Roy only ate an apple tonight.

The elf next door to Ms. Gillian was very naughty. He threw the conchs he picked up from the beach as pebbles into Ms. Gillian's yard, and then got into his own yard without looking back.

This naughty kid didn't dare to mess with Roy because Roy had beaten him twice.

His grandmother was an elf woman who was not easy to mess with. The last time she found Ms. Belinda, Roy was punished by Ms. Belinda and had to wash the floors for a month.

Her pointed little ears poked out from the wall, peeking at Moira who was squatting in the yard picking up conches.

Moira turned around and saw that he was like a frightened rabbit, running back into the house without looking back.

"Hey, Katie Werner, let me catch you again, or I'll kick your ass." Roy shouted through the window.

Katie Werner was born in almost the same year as Roy, but Roy's childhood was much shorter than Katie Werner's.

Now, Roy looks like a young man, but Katie Werner still only looks seven or eight years old.

"Roy, I'm not afraid of you..."

Katie Werner screamed at Roy from across the yard.

Moira stood in the yard, arranging her hair that was messed up by the sea breeze, and put the conch she picked up into the wooden barrel by the wall without saying a word.

It seems like life is back to the way it was before.

…

It was rare that Lady Belinda was home before dinner.

No matter where she goes, she is always full of energy...

Standing next to the entrance hall, she saw Roy sitting on the sofa in the living room chewing an apple. Ms. Belinda took off her crystal sandals, trotted up to Roy, hugged Roy with both hands, and kissed him on the forehead.

One bite.

She is a Silver Moon Elf who is only three hundred years old, still a young person among the elves.

After having Roy, I gradually began to adapt to the role of mother.

"Roy, how have you been these past two days? I heard that there was a murder on Brown Street. The security in the lower city is really worrying..."

Roy closed his eyes and rested his forehead on Ms. Belinda's belly. Only in this way could he alleviate a little bit of the embarrassment.

Roy still enjoys this maternal love.

"Everything was fine. I happened to be right next to those crew members when they killed people. I was serving as their guide. I didn't expect them to conflict with Jefferson..."

Roy described the incident to Ms. Belinda, who was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her lake-blue eyes were filled with worry.

"You are going to go to the Elf Academy next week. Otherwise, we rent a house in the uptown area and you can move there directly, so you can be closer to the academy." Ms. Belinda said.

She feels that living in Shangcheng District can at least protect public security issues.

The reason why Ms. Belinda moved here in the first place was that besides the less stressful life here, the other reason was that there were many mixed-race elves living here. Only they would not discriminate against Roy's half-elf status.

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If he lived in an uptown area, I don't know how many stares Roy would receive. He might also be like Ms. Jillian's youngest daughter Moira next door, introverted and autistic.

Roy thought about the work of the trainee priest in the Temple of Liberty, shook his head firmly, and said to Ms. Belinda:

"It's good to live here. I can take care of myself."

He didn't want to get too entangled in this topic, so he quickly changed the topic:

"How busy is the work at the art museum?"

When work was mentioned, Ms. Belinda's attention was immediately diverted. She leaned on the sofa a little tiredly, hammered her sore shoulders with her hand and said:

"Recently, the art museum is rushing to participate in the opening exhibition of the Buenos City Art Festival. There are still two sculptures in a rough embryonic state. They will be busy for another two weeks..."

"If you are busy, I can go to the Elf Academy to report on Monday." Roy said.

Looking at the young man in front of me, it seems that he has grown up suddenly.

Ms. Belinda rubbed Roy's hair fiercely and said happily: "My Roy has grown up. He not only has his own ideas, but also becomes more independent."

…

While Ms. Belinda was taking a shower downstairs, Roy came to the terrace.

Every day after dinner, Roy would come up whenever he had time. This has become a habit.

Moira's figure will also appear on the terrace opposite. I don't know when Roy started to gain Moira's trust.

This introverted and autistic elf girl was willing to chat with Roy for a while after dinner.

Moira told Roy what happened on the dock today:

The five-masted sailing ship left in a hurry when the tide came in in the afternoon.

Roy knew that he was probably worried that the elf guards would cause trouble for the crew, which was why the captain left the port in such a hurry.

Being able to sneak out to drink as soon as the ship docked, and being able to choose to live in a hotel lavishly, these crew members couldn't be ordinary crew members.

It is estimated that this ship is not even filled with daily supplies, let alone the goods and trade in Castletown Port.

However, this group of crew members could still leave calmly after killing a mixed-blood elf. They were obviously taking advantage of the loopholes in the laws of the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom. It must be said that the laws enacted by the elves are so 'tolerant'.

During the investigation and evidence collection period, the suspects will not be detained, and the crew members are protected by diplomatic immunity, which allows them to hide on the ship.

Now that these guys have left the dock by boat, it may be even more difficult to arrest them.

Moira leaned her back against the balcony railing, put her hands on the railing, and said in a very low voice:

"I heard he was just drunk..."

"He is usually used to petty theft. In fact, he does not need to live such a miserable life."

"My mother said that he was not like this before. He was a Dark Moon Elf noble who was exiled to Castletown. In the first few years, he waited with full hope, hoping that the North would pardon his crimes. Maybe he waited too long.

He gradually gave up, and later he became addicted to alcohol. When he was drunk, he became a different person."

Roy was speechless.

After listening to what Moira said, I felt that this Jefferson was Moira's father, but this father was a bit incompetent.

Then he thought about whether Ms. Belinda had raised him alone, which made Roy a little confused. Are all men in the elf world like this?

Moira would often talk to him like this.

Occasionally, on moonless nights, I would secretly ask him to go to the beach to hang out. His beautiful feet would leave a series of shallow footprints on the beach, which would then be submerged and dissipated by the rising tide.

Only at night does Moira become bolder.

Sabrina always felt that Roy was cheating on Moira, so she never gave him any good looks.

Roy suddenly felt a little regretful. If he had taken the initiative to stand up at that time, he might have been able to prevent that completely unnecessary conflict...

At night, Roy had some bizarre dreams.

I didn't sleep well that night, and when I woke up in the morning, I had big dark circles under my eyes.

Before leaving, Ms. Belinda left him a breakfast.

…

Walking into the Temple of Liberty, probably because the theft at the temple has not ended yet, the whole temple seemed very deserted.

If it were normal, there should be a meeting this morning.

It looks like it was temporarily canceled.

Jasper, the trainee priest, was holding a hand net and standing by the pool in front of the Statue of Liberty in the courtyard in front of the temple, fishing for leaves from the trees inside.

The yard has been cleaned very well.

When Jasper saw Roy walking in from the door, he smiled and said hello: "Good morning, Roy..."

"Good morning, Jasper! Can you help me?"

Roy said as he strode forward, talking as he walked.

"No... no need! It's just a little bit of work. Anyway, there's nothing to do today. You can just do some exercise before going to the prayer class."

After Jasper finished speaking, he smiled at Roy and winked, stopping Roy's kind gesture. It seemed that he really liked this job.

Seeing that he really didn't need help, Roy came to his lounge and changed into the trainee priest's robe in the room.

The person on duty in front of the main hall today was Priest Anderson, and Roy took the initiative to say hello.

Priest Anderson pointed to the second floor of the townhouse behind the bell tower and told Roy: "Priest Reed will be teaching prayer classes in that room today. Roy, you can go directly to him."

Roy walked up to the second floor, and while standing in the corridor, he heard the voice of Priest Reed coming from the room.

Now that a ball of holy light can light up in his palm, Roy is still looking forward to learning magical arts.

He stood at the door and knocked.

‘Dong dong dong’
To be continued...