Path of light

Chapter 114 115. Roy’s inspiration

Darne River Camp,

During the two days he lived in the camp, Roy went to the river to fish every morning, and then tried to learn the sword dance in the magic crystal given to him by Count Amelia. However, the progress was very slow... It was okay. Said there was no progress!

On the contrary, his 'secondary healing technique' is becoming more and more proficient.

Claire has been frequently invited by the Silver Moon Elf students in the camp in the past two days. No matter who comes to the camp, they want to get to know Wagner Claire.

On the third day after arriving at the Darne River Camp, the group of kidnapped elf students finally arrived at the Darne River Camp.

They all looked listless. Even when they arrived at the Dane River Camp, they hid in their tents all day and did not want to see anyone.

It seems that this hijacking incident has hit them hard...

That afternoon, Teacher Harper hurried over from Castletown by boat, accompanied by several senior college officials.

Surrounded by a group of people, Teacher Harper walked into the Dane River Camp. Although his face was extremely calm, Roy could clearly see that his hands had been clenched into fists.

Teacher Harper has been proposing to strengthen the coastal defense of Castletown Harbor.

But over the years, it has not received the attention of the Castletown Elf Council of Elders.

He even proposed to convert the Ophelia royal family's seaside manor into a military castle. If a magic turret could be erected on the tallest building in the seaside manor, the entire Castletown Port would be within the range of the magic turret. .

But it was this proposal that completely offended the Ophelia royal family.

In this way, his proposals cannot even be sent to the Presbytery...

He did not rest after arriving at the camp. Instead, he walked directly into the tent of a rescued Silver Moon Elf and comforted the students in the tent...

Teacher Harper visited the tents from tent to tent and said some comforting words, and then he chatted with the elf students who had narrowly escaped the trap that day.

He was the last to summon Roy and Claire. Roy and Claire walked into Teacher Harper's tent. Before Roy could introduce himself, Teacher Harper motioned for them to sit down. Then he said to the two of them:

"You two did a good job. Fortunately, you discovered the group of slave traders in time, otherwise the college would have suffered greater losses. The follow-up response was also very good and calm. Even if someone sent out a distress signal, there were also people responsible for intercepting it. Other students heading to the check-in point.”

Both Roy and Claire were very happy to be praised by Teacher Harper.

Teacher Harper added: "After this outdoor practical class is over, I will personally apply to the college for this honor for you."

Claire's sea-blue eyes became extraordinary, and she quickly said: "Thank you, Teacher Harper."

Roy and Claire sat side by side. After Claire finished speaking, he asked:

"Teacher, is this the jungle sign-in mission for geography class to be stopped like this?"

Teacher Harper also sighed lightly: "Yes, this matter has spread in Castleton City, but the college has not yet been able to notify all the students scattered in the jungle, but each The instructors at the check-in point have been notified, and they will notify all students who came to sign in to suspend this task."

Roy was actually quite interested in this check-in task, so he said with some regret:

"Speaking of it, it's really a pity. I think this signing task is very challenging for us."

Teacher Harper was also a little regretful and said to Roy: "The purpose of assigning this task is to hope that you can use your legs to walk through all the areas in the Malaga Jungle. As a child from Castletown City, why? Are you not familiar with the Malaga jungle? At the end of the Elf Dynasty, you can still see monsters in this jungle. How long has it been before, you can’t even find the shadow of monsters here!"

"Teacher, are we going to go upstream to the Dane River next?" Roy asked again curiously.

"Of course, only the geography class has been suspended. Other courses still need to be completed. I have no right to agree to any conditions for the teachers of other courses." Teacher Harper said.

"Got it." Roy and Claire responded at the same time.

Teacher Harper stood up, came to the two people, patted their shoulders hard, and said:

"Okay, go have a good rest. After being delayed for so many days, I advise you to walk upstream along the Danne River. This is the most convenient way and the scenery along the journey is the most beautiful."

The two expressed their gratitude again to Teacher Harper for her kind reminder:

"Thank you, Mr. Harper, for your advice!"

…

After walking out of Teacher Harper's tent, Claire said to Roy as she walked:

"Roy, I found that as long as you walk to the source of the upper reaches of the Inland River, all your tasks will be completely over."

He turned around and walked backwards.

"And my task has just begun. My sketches and sculptures take up a lot of time every day, and I have to write a travelogue later. My God, my mind is full of inspiration now. I have even thought about this book. The name of the travelogue is "Journey to Check-in Point No. 2", but it may take a long one. This is the first time I have been so eager to write something and record a certain episode in my life."

Roy couldn't tell whether Claire was complaining or showing off...

"That's great!" Roy said vaguely.

"But there's still half a month left. Even if I sculpt in the morning, write travel notes in the afternoon, and do sketching and music creation in the evening...it's simply too late!"

Roy rolled his eyes, stared at Claire and asked him: "Claire, isn't your sketch finished?"

Claire smiled "hehe" and whispered: "...Actually, it's not even close."

"Tell me, how can I help you? In fact, my mother is a sculptor. I have seen her working. I can help you with the final polishing of your statue." Roy asked Claire.

Claire immediately became energetic and asked Roy in a low voice:

"Roy, do you usually listen to music?"

Roy shook his head and said, "On Brown Street there is a music crystal in the pub on the street, but I rarely go to that place."

"Then do you know music theory?"

Roy shook his head again.

Claire was a little disappointed: "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Roy stopped, pulled him to the roadside in the camp, and asked him in a low voice: "Do you want to find some inspiration?"

Seeing Claire's frustrated face, Roy held on to the wooden frame in the camp with one hand, turned around and said:

"Hey, hey! Claire, don't say anything. I think I really have a way to help you with this. Although I don't understand the music theory of the elves, in life, every elf has its own melody, just like sitting on the beach and looking up. The starry sky, or like a person sitting quietly by the Darne River on a moonlit night."

"If you listen carefully to the sound of the flowing river, each different sound is a beautiful and pleasant note. As long as you combine these notes together, it will become the most beautiful melody in nature." Roy said.

Claire also became energetic, put her arm around Roy's shoulders, and said excitedly:

"Yes, you're right, music should be like this. Can you help me with this?"

"Although I don't know how to write it, I know how to listen with my heart!" Roy responded cheerfully.

Claire held Roy in her arms and walked forward while saying:

"It's settled, you must help me with this matter."

…

At night, the moonlight shines on the Danne River.

The rolling river looked sparkling. Roy and Claire sat by the river, quietly looking at the river in front of them.

Roy also made himself a simple fishing rod. He tied a stone to the fishing line, hung an earthworm on the hook, and threw it directly into the Dane River.

Roy barely needed to wait. The fishing line sank suddenly, and the fishing rod in Roy's hand was almost dragged into the river by the fish.

The river is rich in resources, and you don’t need any fishing skills to get fish to bite the hook.

This time, both the fishing line and the fishing rod were under tremendous pulling force. Roy almost fell into the river several times while sliding the fish.

Roy didn't expect that as soon as he cast the rod, he would come back with a ten-pound bullleg fish.

Then Roy put down his fishing rod, found some firewood by the Dane River, and lit a fire by the river...

In order to be able to eat this grilled fish, Roy was fully prepared.

Grilled mesh, salt, pepper and small lemons are all ready.

Roy found a few stones from the river, placed them around the fire, and then placed the barbecue net on top.

Seeing Roy picking up the fish quickly and squatting by the river to handle it, Claire followed him and asked curiously:

"Did you prepare all this in advance?"

"certainly!"

Roy has already cleaned the fish and just needs to sprinkle some salt to marinate it.

Claire squatted beside him, looking confused: "But... where are the inspirations you mentioned?"

Roy pointed at the Dane River and whispered: "It's in the river. You have to calm down and listen to the sound of the river flowing..."

"Why didn't I just get this? What's so good about the sound of the Danne River?" Claire looked depressed and reached out to kill a mosquito. He was a little impatient.

Roy put the fish on the grill, then stood up and said to Claire: "You have to calm down first, either meditating or praying. In short, you have to calm down. I usually pray before eating fish. Here! Go over there and help me find some firewood!"

He pointed to the pile of firewood.

"Okay!" Claire turned around and helped him get some dry firewood.

Roy began to focus on grilling the fish. The fat seeping out of the fish skin dripped down, and then exploded in the fire, making a crackling sound.

The scent wafts down the River Darnay.

Although Claire also smelled it, she had no intention of tasting it...

The grilled fish was very tasty. Roy used a knife to sharpen two wooden chopsticks, and then began to taste the delicious supper.

Roy took a few bites of the grilled fish, then held the chopsticks with one hand and began to hum a melody:

"Oh...oh...oh, dang-dang...dang-dang! Oh...oh...oh, dang-dang...dang-dang..."

Claire was a little disappointed at first, but when he heard the melody hummed by Roy, his eyes widened. Then he started staring at the grilled fish very seriously, and wanted to feel it. How did Roy get the inspiration for this grilled fish?