Path of light

Chapter 105 106. Clues

Several Silver Moon elves sat under a banana tree to rest. They spread banana leaves on the ground and took out many berries of different colors from their backpacks.

The uninjured elf lady even boiled hot water and made a pot of fruit tea for everyone.

The Silver Moon Elf captain's name was Picol. The four elves were not only freshmen at the academy, but had been friends before they entered school.

Bertha and another Silver Moon Elf are brother and sister.

Picol has a more cheerful personality, so when the team needs to contact the outside world, he is the one who communicates.

"Where are you two going?" Picol asked Roy and Claire.

Claire glanced at Roy and indicated that he would answer. In fact, he wanted Roy to have more contact with the Silver Moon elves. After all, in the Elf Academy, Silver Moon elves students accounted for three-quarters of the total students. It is inevitable to come into contact with the Silver Moon Elves.

Roy replied: "We are completing the geography task assigned by Teacher Harper and preparing to go to check-in point two."

"Check-in point No. 2?" Picol repeated with some confusion. He had never heard of any mission that had a check-in point No. 2.

Roy quickly took out a parchment map from his backpack. This was the map that Teacher Harper gave to the students in the geography class. Eight locations were marked with red crosses on it.

He took out a charcoal pen and drew a circle on the red cross in the northwest corner of the Malaga jungle, and explained: "We both planned to go to this check-in point. I marked all the check-in points with numbers, No. 1, No. 2... …number 8!"

Piccolo looked at the numbers on Roy's map and said:

"We just came from check-in point 2. The drop-off points we chose are relatively close to there, so we went to sign in there first. To be honest...it's quite far from here, so the direction is correct. Otherwise, even if we don’t take a detour, we will have to walk for two more days to reach check-in point 2.”

With that said, Picol also took out his parchment map from his magic belt bag.

After unfolding the map, Roy and Claire discovered that the Silver Moon Elf had actually very carefully marked out the landforms he passed. The route he took and the various conditions encountered along the way were not only marked on the landforms, but also on various places. The wild fruits that can be collected are also clearly marked.

Probably to express his gratitude, Picol heard that the two were going to check-in point 2, so he told them everything they encountered along the way very carefully.

"If you walk about ten kilometers further, you will encounter a cliff, right here..."

The Silver Moon Elf took out his own map and not only explained it, but also asked Roy to record it on his map. He also gave very detailed explanations on how far to go, how to camp, and where to find more wild fruits.

At this time, Roy and Claire realized one thing that they had ignored before, which was to record the details on the map...

Record the places you pass in as much detail as possible. Then when you meet other elf teams next time, this incomplete map will be a trading resource, and you can exchange information on the map with the other party, or other more valuable things. Information.

This kind of communication will make the next trip easier.

Moreover, the teachers of the Elf Academy did not strictly prohibit it, which means that this kind of communication is in compliance with the rules.

Roy and Claire also marked the route from here to check-in point 1 and then to Castle Ellington, making some marks on the parchment map from memory.

Bertha and another Silver Moon female elf were responsible for preserving the food for the four people. They took out some fruits from their backpacks and asked Roy and Claire to taste them.

Claire quickly said: "We still have wilderness survival training, and we can't eat food outside the jungle."

"We picked these fruits along the way."

The female Silver Moon Elf obviously had a crush on Claire. When she spoke, her eyes never left Claire's delicate face.

Then, she joked to Claire: "There are no teachers in the inspection team here. You are really very disciplined."

Claire said very seriously: "Since the instructor has made the rules, I think we need to implement them according to the rules..."

At this time, Bertha, the Silver Moon female elf with an injured leg, also sat opposite Roy and said to him very politely:

"I really want to thank you. I thought this outdoor practical class was going to be terminated and my companions would be affected..."

Roy responded quickly: "It's nothing."

Picol picked a few golden berries from the fruit pile and put them in his hand. He selected a few plump ones and handed them to Roy. Then he asked Roy:

"Roy. Are you the priest of the Temple of Liberty?"

Roy took the unknown berries, pinched one and put it into his mouth. It was rich in juice and burst open in his mouth. It was full of sour and sweet taste.

"Well, I am a trainee priest in the Temple of Liberty." Roy said.

Perhaps because everyone chatted for a while and gradually became familiar with each other, the Silver Moon female elf sitting with Bertha took the opportunity to interject:

"I know the Statue of Liberty, it's near Castletown Harbor."

Roy replied, eating the berries, "Yes, that's right there."

The Silver Moon female elf has a pointed chin, a typical oval face, and a very thin figure. She must have learned dance. Whether she is standing or sitting down, she has a unique sense of beauty. Just listen to her say:

"I occasionally see Priest Theodore from your temple. He always comes to treat Master Claire Latin recently."

Roy didn't expect to meet a young Silver Moon female elf who knew Priest Theodore, and it seemed that this elf girl also knew Master Claire Latin...

Her mother, Ms. Belinda, happened to work at Master Claire Latin’s art gallery.

Putting it this way, it seems that Castletown is really not that big.

"There is indeed a priest Theodore in our temple, who has been spreading the teachings of the Holy Light in the upper city recently..." Roy said euphemistically.

Most of the Silver Moon elves are followers of the Moon God. Saying this kind of thing too often will inevitably make people feel disgusted.

So he rarely mentioned the Temple of Liberty in Elf Academy.

The Silver Moon female elf didn't seem to be as repulsive towards the Temple of Liberty as other Silver Moon elves were.

She continued: "Yes, Priest Theodore often went to Master Claire Latin's house to show the power of the Holy Light, but after all, Master Claire Latin is old. Although he just took a drop of life essence at the beginning of the year, now he can only rely on the tree sap of life." It is already difficult to maintain his life, and the holy water baptism can only delay the deterioration of his body, but cannot make him get better. The disease has been delayed for more than a month..."

Bertha asked in a low voice: "Isn't Master Carlisle planning to hold an art exhibition?"

The Silver Moon female elf curled her lips and whispered: "The three most important themed sculptures in the art museum have not been completed. The last part that needs to be completed by his own hands has been delayed until now..."

Roy didn't pay much attention to Master Claire Latin's physical condition. He only noticed what the Silver Moon female elf said about the 'Baptism of Holy Light'.

At every gathering at the Lady of Liberty Temple, after believers complete their prayers, they will receive the baptism of holy light in the side hall and then receive a glass of holy water.

However, that kind of holy light baptism is very simple. The priests only need to dip their fingers in the holy water and draw a horizontal line on the believers' foreheads.

Master Claire Latin should be a Silver Moon Elf, since he needs to use the sap of life every day to maintain his life...

Roy felt... if he just drew a horizontal line with holy water on Master Claire Latin's forehead, how effective would it be?

"Holy water baptism? Is that it?"

As he spoke, Roy wiped Claire's fair forehead with his thumb.

The Silver Moon female elf was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said:

"Holy water baptism, what I saw was Master Claire Latin lying in a pool filled with the power of the holy light, receiving the healing of the holy light."

"..."

Roy didn't speak anymore, but sat in a daze under the tree...

After waiting for a short while, Claire couldn't help but push Roy's shoulder and asked in a low voice:

"Roy, what's wrong with you?"

Several other Silver Moon elves also looked at Roy.

Roy woke up and said, "Well, it's nothing! I just suddenly thought of something."

At this moment, he was thinking of the Holy Grail that was lost in the temple, but then he thought about it, maybe Priest Theodore injected the power of holy light into the pool and transformed it into a pool of holy water... maybe.

After all, Priest Theodore rarely uses magic in the temple recently.

Priest Theodore has recently been using the Holy Light to save Master Clare Latin in exchange for the art master's support for the Temple of Liberty, which makes sense.

Moreover, when Jasper was injured last time, Priest Theodore mentioned this matter to Priest Reed.

Roy had just fallen into deep thought, recalling these things.

After completing the exchange of map information, the four elf students thanked Roy and Claire before leaving together.

Roy looked at their backs, but in his heart he was thinking of Master Claire Latin, who had come to the end of his life and was still trying to continue his life...

"Roy, let's go too!"

Claire pushed Roy, who was looking at the Silver Moon elf in a daze next to Bertha, and spoke loudly into his ear.

Roy quickly dodged and responded: "Got it!"

…

At the same time, at the northwest edge of the Malaga jungle, a group of human adventurers followed a line of tracks left among the bushes and followed them here.

One of the rangers stabbed a pool of bloody excrement with a javelin. When he opened up the excrement, he saw that the fibers inside were in a fluffy shape. He even reached out and pinched a little, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then raised his head to look at the person behind him. The warrior leader said:

"Boss, this is the feces left by the big lizard. Its injuries are continuing to get worse. It is estimated that even the digestive system has been affected."

"Our trap caused serious injuries to it. If it hadn't been a lizard, it might not have been able to hold on long ago."

"But the traces disappeared here. I suspect it may have ran into the jungle ahead..."

The warrior leader held the scimitar at his waist with one hand, squinted at the endless dense forest in front of him, and said calmly:

"Just search the area. Such a big lizard, even with excellent concealment skills, will not disappear without leaving a trace..."

A dozen members quickly spread out, searching for traces of the big lizard among the bushes and grass around the jungle.

A magician came up from behind. If Roy were here, he would be able to recognize him at a glance...it was none other than Magician Benjamin.

And this adventure group... It was also the sailors who took off their crew clothes, put on some well-made leather armor, and transformed into a well-equipped adventure group.

These people are all fully armed, and the weapons they carry are all magic weapons. Even some of the leather armor on their bodies has magic patterns.

Everyone used their weapons to poke at the dense bushes, and everyone looked very careful.

"Do you think it went into the jungle? This kind of big lizard is proficient in 'camouflage'. Its skin can automatically change to the color of the surrounding environment. Once it hides, it will be very troublesome to find it!" A member holding a spear whispered to his companions in front.

The shield warrior holding a tower shield looked back at the spear warrior and said to the two young members beside him:

"You two go look over there..."

After the two young members were a little farther away, they said:

"There was a mistake in this hunt, and it's not us who made the mistake. We just need to cooperate with the hunt. This is a basilisk. If it hides in the corner and takes a look at me, and sees that I don't have greaves, I'll take a bite. You can just bite it off and swallow my legs together!"

"So be careful and don't be too aggressive!"

The spear warrior immediately approached and sighed in a low voice:

"I didn't expect that the resources of magical beasts in this canyon are so rich, and you can also find a lot of magic herbs. This is much more profitable than slave trafficking."

"Do you know where that canyon is?" The shield warrior glanced at him with an idiotic expression, and then said.

The spear warrior immediately shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"That rift valley is a hunting ground of the Ophelia royal family. Ordinary elves are usually not eligible to enter. If you look at this Malaga jungle, you can't even find the shadow of magic herbs..." Shield the warrior whispered.

"So the canyon we went to was poaching?" the Spear Warrior asked innocently.

"What do you think?"

The shield warrior didn't want to say any more. He held up his shield and walked forward quickly.

At this time, a signal was sent from a companion a hundred meters away. Someone ran over quickly and said to the warrior leader:

"Head, someone saw the big horse snake over there, and he fled into the jungle ahead."

The warrior leader looked a little ugly and said with great dissatisfaction:

"What's going on? You can't stop me? Chase, the leather on this guy is really good!"

Then he turned back to Magician Benjamin and asked:

"Benjamin, where are we ahead?"

Magician Benjamin unfolded a map, took a look at it, and then said:

“Go further and you’ll enter the Malaga jungle.”

The warrior leader greeted a group of men and said, "Let's go into the Malaga jungle and have a look."

Magician Benjamin hesitated for a moment and reminded the warrior leader: "The monsters in the Malaga jungle disappeared hundreds of years ago. We will have no profit in this jungle."

"As long as we catch that big guy, we will immediately return the way we came..."

After the warrior leader finished speaking, he led a group of men into the dense jungle in front of him.

My fingers hurt when I press the keyboard. I was lazy today and will update as usual tomorrow.