Roy was about to run out to the Elven Academy with two books in his arms, but it had rained one after another in the past few days, and the water in the Dane River had skyrocketed, and the water in the entire river was very muddy.

As soon as he left the door, he saw two elves standing on the street outside the courtyard, seemingly checking the house number.

It's on the edge of the lower town near the port, and there are a lot of random wooden houses here, which look a bit messy.

"Who are you looking for?" Roy asked the two elven guards.

He recognized one of the elven patrolmen, whom he had seen in the tavern a few days earlier.

Seeing Roy's appearance, the elven guard asked with some uncertainty:

"You're Roy?"

"Yes, I am."

The elven guard immediately stood in front of Roy, examined Roy, and said, "Peleus is dead, we found his body in a sewage ditch near his house, and now I would like you to ask you to go over and identify if the elf who saw the wall that morning was his ......"

"Can it be as soon as possible? I still have to rush to the elf academy for class. Roy patted the book in his arms.

The elven patrol pointed to a carriage listening at the corner of the street, and responded, "I won't waste much of your time, just identify it." ”

"Alright then......"

In fact, whether Roy agrees or not, the final result is the same.

The commoners of the lower city have no privileges, and the nobles of the upper city are a different matter......

When Roy got into the guard's carriage, Sabrina just came out of the house with a book in her arms.

……

The wagons of the guards drove through the streets and through the noisy streets.

The morning sun is shining, and the elves who live in the lower town begin their day's work.

Roy sat in the carriage, and two elven guards sat across from him, dressed in light leather armor and swords at their waists hung on the buckles of the doors.

Briefly told the elven patrol about the encounter with the elven thief that morning.

The elven patrolman who had a relationship with Roy suddenly asked:

"You were there when Jefferson died, right?"

Roy replied calmly, "Yes." ”

Another younger elven patrolman complained, "It's a coincidence. ”

Roy glanced at the elven patrol and said:

"Every elf has bad luck, doesn't it?"

Then there was no more speech, and the carriage became very dull.

Fortunately, the destination is not far away, a cemetery on the edge of the lower town, and the graves on the hillside are everywhere, and the grassy slopes around the tombs are very neatly manicured.

The corpses of the elven thieves have been transported here.

Roy thought he was going to take him to the scene of the crime, but he didn't expect to follow the two elves into a cemetery in the lower city.

Walk into a somewhat dark building, through a long corridor, and then come to a morgue.

There was a strong musty smell at the door of the room, and it was extremely damp inside.

Roy walked in with the elven guards, and there was no light coming in from inside, there would be a wall lamp every three meters, but the wick was only a flame the size of a soybean, and it emitted a faint light.

Roy smelled a foul smell.

The elven thief was lying on a morgue covered only with a sheet of linen.

The elven guard stepped forward and lifted the part of the linen covering his head, revealing a distorted face within, bloodless......

It was a frightened and distorted face, and there was a clear arrow hole in the center of his forehead and eyebrows, which was probably a fatal wound.

The corpses had begun to decompose, emitting a disgusting stench.

The two elven guards covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs, and Roy also resisted the desire to vomit and carefully identified them.

Although his face was distorted, Roy was still sure that the elf lying on the morgue bed was the elven thief, because his appearance was too ordinary, and he was considered an alternative among half-blood elves......

"That's what I saw that day." Roy said with certainty.

The elven patrol nodded, and directly put the linen over his head again.

The three did not linger in the morgue, turned and walked out.

"So has the Holy Grail been found?" Roy asked curiously.

"Not yet, when we arrived at his house, it had already been turned over in advance." The elven patrolman said.

Roy looked up at the sky, the coolness of the morning had begun to fade.

He asked, "So can I go to school now?" ”

"Of course!" The Elven Patrol responded.

It was still far away from the Elven Academy in Uptown, so he said to Roy: "If you have any clues, you can come directly to the guard team to find me, and I am in charge of the security of this part of the port." ”

"Okay, Lord Patrolman." Roy replied respectfully.

Roy's heartfelt reward for providing the news was not mentioned by the two elven patrolmen......

……

When Roy arrived at the Elven Academy, he was already halfway through the first big class.

The whole academy was quiet, only the training ground was full of students.

At Elven Academy, being late is not a serious matter.

Many teachers don't even care how many students are absent from their classes, and the elf academy has an extremely lenient student management system.

It is easy to enter and difficult to graduate.

If you fail to pass the final assessment and defense, you are destined to retake it in the coming year......

However, if a student rushes in during class, there is a high risk that the teacher will kick them out.

The elementary martial arts training class belongs to the outdoor class on the training ground, and Roy also found the right time and blended into the running team by himself.

Claire, who was mixed in the team, saw Roy coming, deliberately slowed down, came to Roy's side and said happily:

"I thought you wouldn't come."

"Why do you think that?" Roy replied breathlessly.

"Steve has been looking for trouble with you for the past two days, and I'm worried that you've been scared away by him......" Claire said with a smile.

Roy gave him an angry look.

After running around the training ground for two laps, they began to prepare to learn some basic movements of the primary martial arts.

At this time, Abbott who was standing at the front of the line. Instructor Nora crossed his hands on his hips and shouted:

"Roy, get out of the ranks!"

Roy knew that he couldn't escape this time, so he had to bite the bullet and get out of the group.

"Keep running!" Instructor Nora ordered.

Roy didn't hesitate and immediately continued to run around the training ground.

The other students had already begun to learn the dismantling moves of martial arts, and Roy was still running......

However, after Roy ran two laps without compromise, he was called back by Instructor Nora.

"The next time I'm late, I'll run until the end of class." Instructor Nora said with a straight face.

"Yes."

"Get in the queue!"

These basic martial arts movements that were broken down, Roy learned them very seriously.

But he was a little helpless to find that many elves around him could easily complete the martial arts movements, but it was difficult for him, either the movements were not in place, or the hands and feet were uncoordinated......

No matter how hard you practice, the movements are clumsy and stiff.

During the break, Claire complained beside Roy:

"You really don't have any foundation at all."

Roy didn't speak, lying on the grass in collapse.

Claire asked him, "In addition to the elementary martial arts class, what else did you sign up?" ”

"Geography Lesson and Modern History of Elves."

Claire sat on the grass, her hands on her hands, and said a little speechlessly: "It's really staggered with all my classes, how did you choose......