I don't know since when, Roy has been accustomed to telling Moira about some of his experiences during the day.

For example, when he met the group of sailors today and the subsequent fight in the tavern, Roy talked about it all.

At night, Moira's eyes were very bright.

Although the two terraces were almost five meters apart, Roy could still see that her eyes seemed a little bright.

She had just taken a shower and was wearing a loose skirt, with her wet hair hanging loose.

Her little face looks particularly pure. Except for her dark skin, everything else is inherited from Ms. Gillian, more like a silver moon elf...

In the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom, the status of mixed-blood elves is lower than that of half-elves like Roy, and they are more likely to be criticized.

"I see……"

This was the only thing Moira said the whole night.

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The lights on the pier on the seaside are brightly lit in the distance. Today's high tide will be after midnight. Ms. Jillian went to bed early after dinner. She will rush to the pier around early in the morning to pick up the fish.

The lives of elves in the lower class are usually very hard.

Although Roy didn't quite agree with her attitude towards life, he admired her hard work.

She is the kind of person who is extremely persistent in life and insists on selling fish at the fish market on the pier every day to support her two daughters.

Moira was cared for like a flower in a greenhouse.

Compared with Ms. Gillian, Roy's mother seems to be more casual. She often leaves Roy alone at home. Moreover, this half-elf son has turned into another Roy for so long without even noticing.

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Over the past year or so, Roy has gradually integrated into this environment.

Thinking of going to the Magic Guild tomorrow to identify the ball of light that always appeared in the palm of his hand, Roy lay on the bed and fell asleep with great anticipation...
Chapter completed!