Path of light

Chapter 31 31. Blessing of Strength

Roy never expected to see elves patrolling the beach at this time in the morning.

The waves hit the rocks, stirring up countless sprays, countless foams piled up under the rocks, and the tide rose little by little.

The elf patrols were standing in the reef area where Roy usually went, looking like they were looking for some traces on it.

When Roy was running past the beach, he also saw the elf patrols arguing on the reef where he had shoveled away the oysters, barnacles and other shellfish:

"These traces... must have been left by the Naga killer... who was lurking... in this reef area... waiting for the opportunity, waiting for... the target on the pier to appear, and then he would kill..."

The voices of the patrolmen were mixed in with the sound of waves and wind, becoming fainter and louder.

Roy couldn't hear clearly at all.

It was only the word 'Naga Killer' that came from the sea breeze that caught Roy's attention.

"But the traces here are already very old..."

"Maybe he comes often. As long as we stay here, we should be able to catch that guy. Even if we can't catch him, we should be able to drive him back to the sea."

"Agree."

Roy really wanted to go to the reef and see the excitement...

But considering that it is likely to attract the attention of those elven guards and might cause unnecessary trouble, it is just a thought.

…

We ran all the way to the fish market. The tide had just risen at this time, and a small wooden boat happened to be docking at the port.

Roy spent three kolers to buy two pieces of oily blue and white fish at the fish market. This kind of sea fish is dry-fried when it is fresh. It only needs to be sprinkled with a little salt and pepper. It tastes very delicious.

When he came back with the fish, Roy also saw Ms. Gillian standing on a large fishing boat, pulling out a round tuna from the fish hold.

Her fish stall usually sells these large sea fish.

After transporting the tuna back to the fish stall, Ms. Gillian will decompose the tuna and cut the fish meat into palm-sized cubes. Elves like to buy this processed fish meat.

This tuna is about three to four hundred pounds...

Roy never knew Ms. Gillian had so much strength.

Roy is a frequent visitor to the fish market. When Roy passed by a stall, the old elf who often bought the sea fish Roy caught shouted to Roy:

"Roy, why haven't I seen you fishing recently?"

Roy stopped and answered: "I'm taking classes at the Elf Academy, and it's been almost a week..."

"Oh, you should learn some knowledge." The old elf nodded in agreement.

Seeing Roy stop, he said again:

"I was just worried that you would go fishing at the beach. Recently, a Naga killer appeared on the beach near here. He always appears at the beach on rainy days. Four foreign crew members have been killed, so you must not do it recently. Go to the beach at night or in the fog.”

After saying that, the old elf made a gesture of cutting his throat.

Roy didn't expect to hear such news from the old elf.

"Naga Killer?"

The old elf pointed to the beach over the reef area and said somewhat mysteriously:

"Well, the guards of the Guard have found traces of him crawling on the beach, as well as scales hanging on branches and rocks."

"I'll be more careful."

Roy said, then he waved to the old elf while carrying the fish, and left the fish market.

Jog along a path along the quay all the way back to Brown Street.

…

The room was quiet, Ms. Belinda's lambskin boots were still lying at the door, and Roy positioned the toes of the shoes outward.

Carrying the fish into the kitchen, he quickly disposed of the internal organs, washed away the blood, and marinated the fish for a short while. During this time, Roy made a pot of tea.

Wait until the aroma from the frying pan wafts into the living room...

It was probably the smell of frying fish that woke up Ms. Belinda.

Belinda walked out of the upstairs bedroom barefoot and in pajamas. She stood drowsily at the door of the kitchen. She held Roy's head and kissed him on the forehead. Then she turned and walked into the bathroom. Then there was a splash of water in the bathroom. Voice.

After taking a shower and changing into a long silk dress, Ms. Belinda was waiting at the dining table with a picture album in her hands.

Roy placed fried fish and tea in front of her...

"My little Roy is wonderful, thank you for the wonderful breakfast."

Roy sat opposite Ms. Belinda and said while picking fish bones:

"I heard that staying up late often can lead to wrinkles. You should pay attention to your health."

"Yeah?"

Ms. Belinda stood up quickly and worriedly, ran to the mirror in the bathroom and took a look left and right. She was relieved when she saw that her face was still as radiant as before.

Sitting back at the dining table, Ms. Belinda asked Roy:

"Do you want to go out together later?"

Roy quickly refused:

"I run!"

…

Going out with my mother was out of the question.

Neighbors on Brown Street would restrain themselves a bit when they saw the two of them, and would always joke that they looked more like siblings.

Walking out of Brown Street, those elves who don't know Roy will naturally regard Roy as Ms. Belinda's follower...

Roy ran out of the house early with his book in his arms. Because it had been raining the past two days, the water level of the Danne River had risen a lot.

Roy saw Sabrina waiting for the long carriage at the street corner. She stood in the crowd, her tall figure conspicuous.

Roy waved at her.

Although Sabrina could see it, she would not talk to Roy as usual.

Roy walked all the way through the lower city. The busy life here has begun. Most of the shops have begun to open, and the street stalls are crowded together.

There are many carts filled with various fruits.

The most eye-catching thing on this cart is the pyramids made of fresh fruits.

Let Roy feel that every fruit is very tempting...

…

Rushing all the way into the Elf Academy, Roy was panting, but the pain in his body was completely gone...

The first period was instructor Abbott Nora's elementary martial arts training class. The students were scattered on the training ground, and many of them were familiar with the martial arts dismantling moves yesterday.

Roy met Claire on the training ground and found that the bruises on his face had healed so well that they were almost invisible.

The two got together, stood on the edge of the training ground, and started talking about what happened after school at noon.

Claire asked hesitantly:

"Roy, if Steve and the others come back at noon, will we still fight them?"

Roy responded without hesitation:

"Of course, until I defeat him!"

Seeing that Claire was a little shaken, he immediately encouraged and said:

"If we give up now, we will always be suppressed by Steve in the academy. Think about it... we have just enrolled, how long will we stay in the academy?"

Claire thought carefully before saying:

"About twenty years... Roy! You're right."

"Are you really planning to study at the Elf Academy for twenty years... before graduating?"

Roy asked a little surprised.

Claire responded matter-of-factly:

"Well, after graduation, I will go to the High Elf Academy in Buenos to further my studies."

"Well, your life plan is really very long-term!"

Claire didn't think there was anything wrong with this. He took out a bottle of green potion from his arms and gave it directly to Roy:

"Roy, I specially brought the sap of life this time, take it."

Roy wanted to refuse. This thing was much more expensive than the life potion.

"I haven't even drank yesterday's life potion."

Claire waved her hand casually:

"That one is of no use. The healing effect of the tree of life sap is really good. When I got home yesterday, my grandmother gave it to me. Take it! I got it for free and it's not worth much."

"..."

The school bell rang...

Instructor Abbott Nora walked over from the direction of the teaching building. She was still wearing light leather armor, carrying a bow and arrows on her back, and hanging a quiver and sword on her waist. Her long hair was flowing, and she looked heroic.

This guy Steve hurried to the training ground just before the bell ended.

There were no scars on his face, and he didn't limp when running. The injuries on his body had obviously healed.

But when he looked at Roy and Claire, the anger in his eyes almost burst out...

Claire felt a little guilty and turned to look at Roy.

Seeing Roy glaring back at Steve rudely, I felt a little more confident.

In the martial arts training class, he still practiced the dismantling movements he learned yesterday. This time Roy was able to barely complete a set of movements, but he was still unable to connect them coherently.

This made instructor Abbott Nora, who originally wanted to have a talk with Roy, stop and plan to observe again.

Although the qualifications are very poor, the victory lies in hard work...

…

After school ended at noon, Roy and Claire rushed to the narrow alley on the west side of the college.

Seeing that Steve and his group of friends hadn't arrived yet, Claire felt a little guilty and wanted to retreat, so she said to Roy:

"Roy, why don't we leave? They didn't come..."

At this time, Roy stood in front of Claire with a serious face and began to slow down his breathing.

When a ball of light lit up in his hand, Claire was so surprised that he was speechless. He stared at the soft ball of light and saw Roy drawing runes one by one in front of him...

His movements were a little jerky, and he finally drew half of the divine pattern. Because he failed to apply the Holy Light in time at the turning point in the middle, the half-completed divine pattern was like holding a handful of fine sand in his hand, all flowing along his fingers. The seams flowed down...

Roy sighed:

"It seems that it still doesn't work. With my current ability, I can only use it three times. No matter whether it works or not, I have to try again..."

After saying that, a ball of holy light lit up in Roy's hand again. Because he failed the first time, he was more focused this time.

Perhaps because of the emergency, Roy's concentration was particularly high.

Drawing it to the end in one go, Roy was a little surprised that the divine pattern was successfully drawn all at once.

The prayer was a bit stumbling...

But when the last prayer was uttered, the divine pattern in front of Roy did not dissipate. Instead, it turned into a fist full of sacred aura and instantly integrated into Claire's body.

"What is this?" Claire asked in surprise.

"How about the blessing of strength? Are you full of strength?" Roy asked expectantly.

"It feels okay. Is this magic?"

Roy quickly corrected: "It's a magical skill. I just learned it. I haven't succeeded before. I'm lucky this time... Oh, I have another chance!"