Path of light

Chapter 1 1. Moonlight in the City

Roy sat on the granite fence beside the bridge, with his legs hanging outside the bridge. The clear water of the Darne River merged into the endless sea along the straight channel.

In the night sky, there is a silver moon like a hook, and the snowy moonlight shines on this small town.

The street seemed deserted, and carriages passed by from time to time.

This is a natural harbor - Castletown Harbor, which is only two hundred kilometers away from Buenos, the Silver Moon City.

The sound of the three-masted sailing ship's sailing bells could be heard in the distance. The "ding-dong-dang-dang" sound was very clear. It happened to be the time of high tide.

The time when the boats on the pier go out to sea changes with the tide.

It has been nearly a year since I came to this world, and I am really not a qualified time traveler.

Roy smiled to himself. Others could change their lives with the help of soap made from sheep fat, olive oil pressed from olives, salt dried from the seaside, and cooking delicious dishes, but he...

The level of civilization in this world exceeds Roy's imagination. Gorgeous horse-drawn carriages can be seen everywhere on the streets. Three-masted sailboats dozens of meters long are parked at the port. There is an airport terminal outside the city, and airships are suspended next to the tower. This is a world of magic.

Magic is just a special profession here, and Roy has seen those elf magicians wearing robes on the street more than once.

Roy felt like a country bumpkin who was so out of tune with the elves in this city.

His mother, Ms. Belinda, is a pure-blooded Silver Moon Elf. She told Roy that your father is a bard who wandered here, from the other side of the Endless Sea, which is called the Green Empire, so you are A hybrid of elf and human, he just looks more like a human, but he is actually a half-elf.

But every time she said this, Ms. Belinda almost always had a little drink, so Roy couldn't tell whether it was drunken talk or not.

Roy felt that he was not. He did not inherit any of the characteristics of the elf and his body grew very fast. Even though he often drank the sap from the Tree of Life, he still grew rapidly.

Roy's home is on a long street close to the sea in Castletown Harbor, and the Danne River flows under the bridge at the entrance of the street.

The location here is relatively low in the city, and it is considered a civilian residential area in the city. Every time it rains heavily, the rainwater gathered from high places will turn the streets here into fast creeks.

There was a tinkling sound from the sparkling river water, like playing cheerful music.

Roy sighed.

Even in the elven world full of magic, life has to go on.

Roy also wondered whether this was a dream. He tried to wake himself up in different ways, such as standing in an extremely noisy square and shouting loudly, challenging Mrs. Winnie, the proprietress of the pharmacy shop at the corner of the street, to challenge Mrs. Winnie's pet - Night Saber...

Now he was sitting on the railing of the stone bridge at the street corner, looking at the rolling Danne River, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, stretching his arms flat.

'Wake up, Roy. ’

Roy opened his arms and imagined himself as a seagull, leaping deep into the cold river...

‘Plop’

The moment he fell into the river, Roy's mind went blank.

The cold river water enveloped his body, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still soaking in the river water, and his feet had touched the soft mud at the bottom of the river. He splashed hard, drank several mouthfuls of river water, and finally got there. Before I was exhausted, I climbed to a step on the shore.

The stone platform here is where neighbors usually wash clothes and fetch water. Fortunately, there is no one at night, otherwise Roy may be embarrassed.

He gasped and lay limply on the stone slab.

It was very uncomfortable to have wet clothes sticking to his body, and the stone slab was a little cold, but it made him more awake than usual.

Although he had expected it, Roy still felt a little disappointed.

It seems that it is really impossible to go back...

"Roy, is that you?"

Beside the fence by the river, the head of an elf woman with pointed ears and a silk scarf wrapped around her head was poked out, looking at the steps with a suspicious expression.

"Ha, good evening, Lady Gillian!"

Roy recognized that this elf woman happened to be his neighbor Mrs. Gillian. He immediately stood up and sat up from the stone steps, cheered up and answered.

"Do you need help?"

"Oh, no need, I want to try night swimming." Roy tried hard to smile, his Elvish language was still a bit stiff.

"Okay, whatever."

Mrs. Gillian saw that Roy was still alive and kicking, and he didn't seem to be thinking too much, so she ignored him and pushed the trolley towards the pier. It happened to be the time of high tide, and there would be people returning from the outside on the pier. She was going to the fishing boat to collect some sea fish.

Ms. Gillian is Roy's neighbor and sells mackerel at the port fish market.

If there is one thing that Roy thinks is good about this city, it is that eating fish is really cheap. Occasionally, Ms. Gillian will take home the leftover mackerel from the sale and share it when she is in a good mood. Give Roy one.

The fresh sea fish here is not that fishy. Just marinate it with a little salt, sprinkle with some pepper and lemon juice, and it will taste great after frying.

The elves here only eat fish and fruits, and their diet is very healthy. Fat elves are rarely seen.

Roy was walking on the street wet all over. The night wind blew over him, and he couldn't help but shiver. He felt that running a few steps would help him get rid of the cold. His clothes got soaked and stuck to his body, making it extra heavy when he ran.

Roy's home is just across the street. It is an independent two-story wooden building. There is no light in the windows. Ms. Belinda has not returned yet.

The art museum has been very busy recently. Even if I go home, I just take a quick shower, change into clean clothes, sleep for one night, and then disappear again.

Elves of Roy's age usually still receive enlightenment education at home, but he now looks like a human youth of seventeen or eighteen years old.

The lifespan of elves is about 800 years old, but half-elves like Roy are said to live to be 300 years old. Even if they pay attention to maintenance, they probably won't live past 400 years old.

For Roy, suddenly discovering that he can live for three hundred years is no different from immortality. The road to life is really long.

But for Ms. Belinda, she has to face the reality that Roy's lifespan is less than half that of a normal elf, and he will most likely die before her. Every time she thinks of this, Ms. Belinda Be sentimental for a while.

Ms. Belinda thought that Roy was precocious and could go to school earlier than other elves, so she decided to use part of the money to send Roy to school.

The Elf Academy in Castletown advocates freedom. Students who enter the academy are free to take elective courses. They can learn some less important elective courses first, which can be regarded as finding something for Roy to do.

The elves in this port city live an extremely casual and slow-paced life. Everyone has plenty of time anyway...

Elves like to live freely, fishing, growing flowers, singing, dancing, listening to music, and attending various parties. Just living in the city inevitably involves some expenses. High-level elves know how to enjoy life. Only the elves living at the bottom need to work.

Ms. Belinda is a sculptor's assistant and usually works in an art gallery.

When I’m free, I have a lot of free time. When I’m busy, I spend almost all day in art museums, just like now...

Pushing open the door, the moonlight shines in from the window. Although it is pitch black in the corner, you can still see the furnishings in the living room clearly. Next to the wall is a wooden square table with only two chairs. The living room floor is covered with thick Thick sheepskin rug.

There are flower pots in front of the windowsill, filled with fine white gypsophila.

The left side of the living room is Roy's room, and the right side is the kitchen. Ms. Belinda's room is on the second floor. There is also a terrace on the second floor that can be climbed up to the steeply sloping roof. The terrace is also filled with potted plants. In Elf's In my eyes, growing flowers is cultivating one's own taste.

She took off her shoes, walked around the creamy white wool carpet with bare feet, and walked into the bathroom next to the kitchen.

Standing under the shower, he took off his clothes, washed away the mud and water plants stuck to his body, and dried himself hastily. He had to save a little water. After all, it was very hard to lift the water to the roof. This had always been Roy's concern. Responsible.

Roy changed into clean clothes, soaked the wet clothes in a tub, washed them, and then dried them on the terrace on the second floor.

When I walked up to the second floor terrace, I happened to see Moira, the youngest daughter of my next door neighbor, Mrs. Gillian, sitting on the edge of the opposite terrace with her hands and knees folded, raising her pointed chin and looking at the silver moon in the night sky.

She is a hybrid of Silver Moon Elf and Night Elf, with a somewhat gray skin. She awakened the night elf blood talent of "stealth" very early. At the same time, she is as quiet and reserved as other night elves, and does not like to communicate with others.

But this is the country of Silver Moon elves, and many Silver Moon elves even reject night elves...

"Moira, are you still up so late?" Roy greeted casually while hanging the clothes on the clothesline.

Moira turned her head and revealed a beautiful face, "I slept a little too much during the day, and now I can't sleep. Roy, I heard that you are going to school next week?"

"Well, Belinda thinks I should go to the academy early to learn some knowledge." Roy tugged at the corner of his slightly wrinkled clothes and invited, "Moira, do you want to come with us?"

"I... better wait, I'm afraid I won't get used to it." Moira shrank her head and said a little shyly.

Roy and Moira chatted casually, then went downstairs and returned to their room.

The snow-like moonlight fell on the white sheets. Sitting on the bed covered with thick herbs, Roy opened his right hand and looked at the palm of his right hand. A trace of firefly-like light appeared in the palm of his hand. He didn't know what it was. use.

I touched my shriveled wallet. It took me a long time to save up to 76 Kohler, thinking in my mind:

There is only 24 Kolers left to collect the cost of the primary appraisal. Since this is a dream that cannot be woken up...or not a dream at all, it is time to plan for the future life.

Roy looked at the faint light in his palm, rubbed his eyebrows, and looked at the city outside the window.

…

The snowy moonlight filled the entire city.

The elves in the city also have high and low status. The powerful live in the manor, wear gorgeous clothes and participate in various dances.

Ordinary elves don't live in such a carefree life. Mixed-blood elves and half-elves are considered the lowest-status groups in the city. Half-elves like Roy or mixed-blood elves like Moira are even somewhat discriminated against by other elves.

When the elf dignitaries gave speeches, they always shouted "freedom and equality" and so on. In Roy's eyes, it was all nonsense...

But now that we are in this world full of fantasy, we have to walk around and look around.

I just applied for the book. Now that the application is done, let’s do it first. I’m back...