Path of light

Chapter 174 175. After the dance

Claire suggested that everyone find a quiet place to sit down and take a rest.

Seeing a temporary round table placed near the edge of the ship's side, Claire and Roy walked there with their two female companions and sat down.

The elf waiter diligently brought the drinks.

Martina recommends a fruit cider on the rocks to Claire and Roy.

Claire and Roy decide to drink a little.

In fact, Roy was not used to drinking like this. When he saw that there were only four wine glasses on the round table with a few pieces of crushed ice floating in the glasses, he walked to the dining table, selected several kinds of fruits, and made a fruit platter.

He returned with the fruit plate and happened to hear Martina ask Claire:

"Claire, what's the name of the song you just talked about?"

Claire's drinking capacity was very poor. After just two sips, her cheeks were stained with crimson and her eyes were a little bright.

Roy placed the fruit plate on the table. Claire picked a few pieces of apples from the fruit plate and ate them before saying:

"Well... I just wrote this piece, and it doesn't have a name yet."

Martina blinked, admiration almost overflowing from her eyes.

She said to Claire:

"Claire, what are you going to name this piece?"

Claire leaned on the chair, turned to look at Roy beside her, and asked him:

"Roy, what do you think?"

Roy really wanted to say to Claire, 'Whatever you want...'

Seeing the two beauties from the Silver Moon Elf in front of the round table focusing on him, they quickly changed their words:

"Since it is written in memory of Lady Bernice, at least the name should reflect it."

Claire rubbed her forehead, thought about it seriously, and then said:

"...Why don't we just call her 'Bernice'."

Hearing Claire decide the name of this piece of music so casually, the eyes of the two beauties showed admiration.

At this time, the beautiful melody came again from the high platform on the bow...

The young Silver Moon elves once again gathered on the dance floor on the deck to dance.

There was also a group of Silver Moon elves who took the opportunity to surround Claire and wanted him to talk about the source of inspiration when he wrote the song 'Bernice'.

Seeing everyone's expectant faces, Claire could only bite the bullet and said:

"Actually, there's nothing to say. A few days ago, Roy and I had this idea. In fact, the melody of this song came out three days ago. Yoram Heyer just happened to bump into it. Hehe... …”

Later, Claire talked about how he and Roy were sitting on the Black Pearl, looking at the seaside castle in the night, and their ears naturally heard the melody of this song...

"...Claire, did you hear the melody of this song at the beach?"

The Silver Moon Elf sitting aside asked with a surprised look on his face. In fact, his eyes were more filled with envy.

In Castleton City, the people most respected by the elves are artists and musicians.

"It's me and Roy!"

Claire emphasized it very seriously, but no Silver Moon Elf cared about what he said.

"All right!"

Silver Moon Elf said very perfunctorily.

A group of Silver Moon elves all felt that Claire's experience was really incredible...

There were also some Silver Moon elves who secretly looked at Roy, envying him for having a friend like Claire.

…

As a cheerful song played, the elves on the dance floor began to come alive.

Everyone took the initiative to line up in two rows, with male elves and female elves in one row each.

Male and female elves faced each other, dancing briskly to the music. More Silver Moon elves were attracted, and the team extended infinitely, even rushing out of the dance floor, extending from the deck near the rear of the ship building to the bow of the ship.

Martina looked at the heated scene and also suggested:

"Let's go dance!"

Claire was already a little tired from dealing with these Silver Moon elves.

Hearing what Martina said, Claire looked around apologetically, then stood up...

The surrounding Silver Moon elves were obviously a little reluctant when they saw that Claire was no longer talking about her creative process, but was preparing to dance.

Claire stood up and made an inviting gesture to Martina.

Martina followed Claire and stood up from her seat.

Holding her skirt in one hand, she curtsied to Claire.

The two of them walked hand in hand to the dance floor under the helpless gaze of a group of Silver Moon elves.

Shirley turned to look at Roy and blinked with her big innocent eyes.

Roy had no choice but to stand up and make an invitation gesture to Shirley...

Roy held his smooth and soft little hand...

For the first time, I felt that this kind of dance was actually pretty good.

After three dances in a row, everyone became more familiar with each other.

Roy danced with Martina again.

By the end of the dance, many young Silver Moon elves were drunk...

Some young elven men and women accidentally end up hugging each other.

Claire is going to go back to the room and change the song slightly as Roy said.

He looked up at Roy and said:

"It's getting late..."

Martina immediately put down the wine glass in her hand and interrupted Claire:

"Otherwise... let's go to the observation deck of the ship building to enjoy the sea breeze!"

Martina quickly gestured to Shirley from behind...

Seeing the gesture made by her best friend's hand hidden behind her back, Shirley couldn't help but sigh, and could only cheer up to create conditions for Martina.

"Okay, I heard that the sea view on the open sea is different at night..."

Shirley continued what her best friend said.

She stood up first and turned to look at Roy who was sitting beside her.

Roy had no choice but to stand up and follow...

At least Shirley was officially his female companion tonight.

Shirley and Roy walked in front holding hands and soon climbed up the stairs on the side of the ship building.

At night, there were some rough waves on the sea, and the Nautilus was swaying a little. It was really dangerous to walk on the narrow stairs wearing a dress and glass slippers.

Roy stretched out his hand to hold Shirley's forearm, which was cold and soft.

Things didn't go so smoothly for Claire and Martina who followed behind.

Martina grabbed the hem of her skirt and stepped up the steps. The stairs here were very narrow. Because Martina was holding the loose skirt with one hand, she was not holding on to the handrail of the stairs.

On the way up, the ship rocked a little.

Martina's feet stumbled slightly and she fell down on the stairs.

Claire stood behind Martina and looked at Martina speechlessly...

This flop is too obvious.

Claire clearly had the opportunity to hold Martina's slender waist with both hands, but he didn't.

Every time after the dance, Claire's sisters would get together and chatter about what a handsome young elf they met at the dance last night. Then they would enhance their relationship in this way and take the opportunity to invite each other into the room. Eat some fruit and drink a cup of fruit tea...

This routine has been used by Claire's sisters.

Claire stood there and blinked.

When Martina raised her head to ask Claire for help, Claire had already stretched out her hand in front of Martina...

…

Roy and Shirley sat on the roof of the boat building and enjoyed the sea breeze for a long time.

Probably because the wind was blowing on the sea, the Nautilus actually raised the sail at this time, pulled up the anchor, and started to move slowly.

The captain stood in the cab, stretched his head out of the window, and kept confirming information with the crew on the observation deck.

When the sea breeze blew up the sails, the Nautilus continued sailing northwest.

It wasn't until the Nautilus came near a reef that the sails were lowered again.

This reef is not a small island, it should be the kind of reef island that only appears when the tide is low. When the tide rises, this reef will immediately disappear into the vast sea.

The Nautilus was parked next to the reef.

When the ship came to a complete stop and lowered its sails, the crew began to pack up the things on the deck and prepare to rest...

Roy felt that time was almost up, so he proposed to send Shirley back to the room.

On the Nautilus, almost all the ladies were arranged to live in the cabin above the deck.

Going down the narrow stairs to the second floor, the elf beauty Shirley stopped, turned around and whispered to Roy:

"I have arrived!"

Roy stood at the entrance of the corridor and did not go further inside.

Shirley walked into the hallway before he came down the stairs.

I plan to return to the cabin and have a good sleep.

Alone in the corridor, Roy could always hear some inaudible meows.

Now he just hopes that he doesn't come back too early.

Also, Claire had better keep the cabin tidy.

Standing at the door of the cabin, Roy hesitated and listened carefully for a while to make sure there were no strange noises in the cabin, then took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The door opened.

Claire walked in front of the hatch.

A magic table lamp was lit in the room, and soft light shone from the room.

The wick is a moonstone the size of a date pit, enclosed in a morning glory-shaped crystal lampshade.

There is also a music sheet on the square table by the window, and a quill is stuck in the ink bottle.

Claire was fully dressed, with only two buttons unbuttoned at the collar of her shirt. She smiled and said to Roy, who was standing at the door blankly:

"Roy, why did it take you so long to come back? Come on, help me see how the changes are going this time..."

Roy walked into the cabin, looked around, and asked Claire:

"...You've been changing the music in your room?"

"if not?"

Roy sat down on the bed and leaned against the wooden wall behind him...

If he had known this earlier, he should have come back earlier.

Roy wasn't going to help Claire read the score.

After a hard day, he just wanted to lie in bed and have a good sleep.

…

The cabin shook slightly.

Roy was lying on the lower bunk, feeling a little dizzy from the constant shaking. He slept very uneasily...

It seems that I am always wandering between sleep and non-sleep. When I close my eyes, some bizarre pictures always appear in front of my eyes. Countless lines are twisted together like wool balls, and in an instant they become chewed to pieces like chewing gum. , and finally turned into some dirty mud flowing all over the ground.

Then he found a figure stuck in the mud. He approached and found that the person struggling in the mud was actually himself.

The mud had flooded his mouth, and he raised his head hard...

The mud seemed to have vitality and kept crawling on his face.

Roy felt like he couldn't breathe. He began to struggle, but it all seemed to be in vain.

Just when he was stuck in the mud and was helpless, the Holy Light seedling in his body actually appeared above his head. The seedling exuded a faint Holy Light, and its roots hung down like chains, entangled Roy's body, and pulled him away bit by bit. Pulled out of the mud.

Roy wiped off the mud on his face and could finally take a deep breath...

Later, Roy woke up from his nightmare.