Path of light

Chapter 735 736. The surprise of life

Although the Partington plane is a rich plane, due to some complex historical reasons and many problems left over from the plane itself, this plane has now become the largest living area for mixed elves.

The Silver Moon elves can't get any benefits from this plane...

And the Partington plane is not the only affiliated plane of the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom.

Now that the Partington plane exists, not only is it of no benefit to the Silver Moon elves, the existence of this plane also causes the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom to lose a large number of mixed-race elves every day.

For the Silver Moon elves who are accustomed to the comfortable life before, a large number of mixed-blood elves have left the city where they have lived for decades, and their quality of life is constantly declining...

Therefore, the existence of the Partington plane is not a good thing for the Silver Moon elves.

That’s why in the Royal Capital of Buenos, there was a Silver Moon Elf who suggested giving up Partington...

...But how could he give up so easily? All of Partington's careers are now booming.

After many Silver Moon Elf merchants came to Padstow City, they complained that the magic herbal business in Padstow City was not easy to do, but could the Silver Moon Elf merchants who really choose to leave the Partington plane have any success? How many?

In the end, profit is not everything!

No matter how difficult the business is, you can still make money.

The status of the mixed-blood elves has been significantly improved, but the status of the silver moon elves has not declined...

Then the three of them talked about the many abandoned mines in the Nicobar Mountains. Roy was planning to buy another batch of magic furnaces and transport them to these mines.

If Moira hadn't come to find them, the three of them might have been chatting until dawn.

At first, none of the three of them noticed Moira squatting on the mast. They only felt a pair of eyes staring at them in the darkness, and felt a little chill on their backs.

It was Roy who heard Leah whispering reminders in his ears and realized that Moira was squatting on the crossbar of the main mast angrily...

Roy yawned, "It's getting late. There's another deal tomorrow morning. Let's stop talking about it today."

Lia squatted in the shadows and curled her lips, a little regretful of her meddlesomeness.

Claire and Woods stood up from the wicker chairs one after another. The three of them stood on the deck and walked down the stairs next to the ship building. Roy said as they walked:

"After the transaction is over, I will go to Partington Island with the ship and say goodbye to you two in advance tonight."

"If you have any new news, remember to write to me..."

Claire smiled and muttered: "You guys have led me to listen to nature's music so many times, but every time I can't feel those beautiful melodies, I don't believe what you say."

"Claire, I think you can try the Druid culture. I think we Druids are closer to nature..."

Woods suggested to Claire.

Claire's private carriage was waiting in the small square next to the port pier. Claire got on the carriage and originally wanted to take Roy for a while, but Roy refused.

Woods was to stay on the Black Pearl overnight.

Roy stood alone on the beach. When he saw his two friends leaving, he said:

"Moira, why don't you come out? Why don't we all chat together?"

Moira walked out from behind Roy and stood beside him without speaking.

Roy squeezed Moira's little hand and walked home along Brown Street. Moira's mood gradually improved and she kept whispering to Roy about the new changes on Brown Street.

The time they got together was too short, and Moira was a little reluctant to let Roy leave, with reluctance written on her brows.

Roy pulled Moira into the yard, hugged her tightly, patted her back hard, and rested his head on her forehead. Her long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly. Roy comforted her. road:

"Well, when this semester is over, we will meet soon. Then you can stay in Sun Island Bay for as long as you want..."

A wonderful time for lovers.

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On the deep-water dock of Castletown Port, the transaction of the floating device was going smoothly, and Roy had a new understanding of Darwin's capabilities.

The first batch of floating devices was actually assembled in such a short period of time.

Roy readily paid the first payment.

Then all these floating devices were moved to a medium-sized sailing ship, and thirty dwarf craftsmen, including the thirty dwarf craftsmen prepared by the imperial businessman Darwin for Roy, boarded the ship.

The medium-sized sailing ship sailed all the way to Partington Island. The ship did not dock at the dock, but sailed directly to the shelter of Partington Island, where a large group of three-masted sailboats were moored.

The sailboat stopped next to a three-masted sailboat. The elven crew members on the ship took out ropes and long hooks and threw them to the opposite ship. Then everyone worked together to make the two ships close together.

At this time, the mixed-blood elven crew on the three-masted sailing ship used the crane on the ship to transport boxes of flotation devices and magic thrusters to the three-masted sailing ship.

Mags also led a group of dwarf craftsmen to climb up the rope ladder to the three-masted sailboat.

The dwarves stood on the roof of the stern of the ship, looking at the surrounding sea.

There were a large number of three-masted sailing ships moored around. Craftsman Mags casually counted more than thirty three-masted sailing ships, and each ship was only slightly damaged...

His eyes were full of surprise, because these three-masted sailing ships were full of the breath of dwarves. All the equipment was designed for the use habits of dwarves, such as the short steering wheel, hatch, etc. Mags craftsman knew without looking that the corridors and cabins under the deck were also short, but the hatch was unusually thick.

There were blood stains on the deck of the hull that could not be completely washed off.

It seems that the traces of war cannot be completely concealed no matter what...

There were many dwarf symbols engraved on the wall. Mags craftsman who was familiar with dwarf culture knew that those were the way the gray dwarves recorded the results of the war. Obviously, this three-masted sailing ship had outstanding military achievements, but now the ship fell into the hands of Boss Roy.

There were still two rows of crossbows on the ship that had not been dismantled. The elves were not used to using this kind of long-range weapon. They preferred the heavy crossbow for whale hunting...

Mags craftsman walked into the low cabin. The corridor was just right for the dwarves. The elves had to lower their heads a little when they walked into the corridor, otherwise it would be easy for their heads to hit the door frame.

A dwarf following the craftsman Mags said:

"It seems that the elves have defeated the gray-skinned bandits..."

Another dwarf craftsman continued: "If they can be driven away completely, the route for the imperial merchant ships to the dwarf kingdom will be unimpeded."

Mags shook his head and responded:

"No matter when, the route to the edge of the frozen sea will not be unimpeded. The gray dwarf bandits have been driven away, and maybe the Nagas will come. Even if the Nagas don't come, it is estimated that there will be sirens occupying those islands. How can the route between the dwarf kingdom and the elf kingdom be unimpeded?"

The group of dwarves immediately fell silent. Under the leadership of Mags, everyone chose a temporary room.

Then a group of dwarf craftsmen returned to the deck. Other dwarves did not know Roy, but Mags and his four apprentices were very familiar with Roy.

In the eyes of the dwarf craftsmen, Roy was an officer who was full of interest in floating devices. He was also very approachable when he spoke. He looked like a human, but in fact he had long adapted to the life of an elf.

It was hard to imagine that such a young half-elf could lead a group of half-elves to defeat the gray dwarf bandits.

Roy did not stay on the three-masted sailing ship. Mags the craftsman knew how to communicate with the half-elves guards.

Arriving at the seaside by flying fish boat, the bracket on the beach had been re-inspected, and it would not be long before a new magic airship would be placed on the shelf.

After more than a year of wind and sun, the shelf on the beach looked a little shabby.

Stepping on the soft sand, Roy prepared to walk up to a higher place so that he could overlook the entire sheltered bay.

Standing on the high sand dune and looking down at the sea, he found that there was actually a very nice beach opposite the sand dune, and there were actually many half-elves and silver moon elves on the beach...

A familiar figure appeared in Roy's sight. Roy walked a few steps over there. Miss Christine, wearing a white gauze skirt, was sitting alone on the beach, basking in the sun.

She seemed to have just discovered Roy, so she patted the fine sand on her body, stood up and smiled at Roy.

"Miss Christine, why are you here?" Roy asked curiously.

Miss Christine pointed to the small town of Partington behind her and said:

"There is only one gate between here and Padstow City. Whenever I have time, I will pass through the portal and come here to sit for a while and enjoy the sea breeze."

Although the two places need to cross the plane, for Miss Christine, it is really just a door.

Roy sat down next to Miss Christine, and the two of them sat casually on the beach looking at the sea.

Miss Christine hugged her knees with both hands, and the scent of lavender emanated from her body.

Her long hair was messed up by the sea breeze, and her straight nose bridge, Roy supported his hands behind his back, half lying on the side and looking at Miss Christine's pointed ears in a trance.

Soon Miss Christine's ears turned red...

A few half-blood elf children ran by on the beach, their cheerful laughter was very penetrating, and Roy's eyes were attracted by them.

Several flying fish boats flew over the sea, and the half-blood elves standing on the flying fish boats were throwing ropes full of fish hooks into the sea quickly...

"It would be nice to live quietly on this small island."

Miss Christine broke the silence first.

Roy's heart moved slightly, and he said with emotion:

"My previous wish was to graduate from the college smoothly, then find an easy job in the city, save money to buy a house, find a lover who would not despise me, and live an ordinary life. I never thought that my future life would be so full of swords and swords, and I would have to run around everywhere..."

Miss Christine turned her head and looked at Roy with interest, wanting to confirm from his eyes whether what he said was true.

"What about now?...Is it the life you want?"

Miss Christine asked.

"It's okay, such a life always gives me endless surprises..."

Roy said very casually.