Roy never expected that at this time in the morning, he could still see elves patrolling on the beach.

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

The Elven Rangers stood in the reef area where Roy usually frequented, looking for some traces on it.

As Roy runs past the beach, he sees the Elven Rangers arguing over the reef where he has shoveled oysters and barnacles:

"These traces...... It must be the Naga killer...... What remains, he lurks...... This reef area...... Wait for the right time to get on the dock...... When the target appears, the killer will be killed......"

The voices of the patrolmen were caught in the waves and the wind, and they became faint and faint.

Roy couldn't hear it at all.

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

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

"Maybe he's coming often, as long as we stay here, we should be able to catch that guy, and even if we can't catch him, we should be able to drive him back into the sea."

"Agreed."

Roy would love to go to the reef and see the excitement......

But considering that it is likely to attract the attention of those elf patrols, it will cause unnecessary trouble if it is not good, so it is just a matter of thinking about it.

……

I ran all the way to the fish market, and at this time the tide was just high, and it happened that a small wooden boat was docking.

Roy spent three köhlers to buy two oily blue and white fish at the fish market, which are fried while they are fresh, with only a little salt and pepper, and they taste very delicious.

When Roy returned with the fish, he saw that Lady Gillian was standing on a large fishing boat, dragging a round tuna out of the fish hold.

Her fish stall usually sells these large marine fish.

After transporting the tuna back to the fish stall, Ms. Gillian breaks it down and cuts it into palm-sized cubes, which the elves love to buy.

This tuna weighs about three or four hundred pounds......

Roy had never known that Lady Gillian had such strength.

Roy was a frequent visitor to the fish market, and when Roy passed by a stall, the old elf, who often bought fish caught by Roy, shouted at Roy:

"Roy, why haven't you fished lately?"

Roy stopped and replied, "I've been attending classes at the Elven Academy for almost a week......"

"Oh, you should learn something." The old elf nodded approvingly.

When Roy stopped, he said:

"I was worried that you would go to the beach to fish, and recently there was a Naga killer on the beach near here, who always appeared on the beach on rainy days, and four foreign crew members have been killed, so you must not go to the beach at night or in foggy days recently."

After speaking, the old elf also gestured to cut his throat.

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

"Naga killer?"

The old elf pointed to the beach on the other side of the reef, and said somewhat mysteriously:

"Well, the guards have found traces of his crawling on the seashore, as well as scales hanging from branches and reefs."

"I'll pay attention."

Roy said, then waved at the old elf with the fish in his hand, and left the fish market.

Follow a path on the pier and trot all the way back to Brown Street.

……

The room was silent, and Ms. Belinda's lambskin boots were still lying in the doorway, and Roy had placed the tips of the shoes outward.

Carrying the fish into the kitchen, he quickly disposed of the internal organs, sucked the blood water, and then marinated the fish for a short while, taking advantage of this time Roy to make a pot of tea.

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

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

Belinda walked out of the upstairs bedroom barefoot in her pajamas, stood sleepy-eyed at the kitchen door, held Roy's head and kissed him on the forehead, before turning and walking into the bathroom, where there was a sound of rushing water.

After taking a shower and changing into a silk dress, Ms. Belinda waited at the dining table with half of the picture album in her hand.

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

"My little Roy is amazing, thank you for the well prepared breakfast."

Roy sat across from Ms. Belinda and said, picking at the fishbones:

"I heard that it is easy to have wrinkles when you stay up late, so you have to pay attention to your body."

"Really?"

Ms. Belinda quickly stood up worriedly, ran to the mirror in the bathroom to look left and right, and saw that her face was still radiant, and then she was relieved.

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

"Do you want to go out together later?"

Roy hurriedly refused:

"I'm running!"

……

It is impossible to go out with your mother.

When the neighbors on Brown Street saw the two, they would be a little more restrained, always making fun of the two being more like siblings.

Walking out of Brown Street, the elves who don't know Roy will naturally take Roy as Miss Belinda's henchman......

Roy ran out of the house with his book in advance, and because of the rain in the past two days, the water level of the Dane River has risen a lot.

Roy saw Sabrina waiting for the carriage at the corner of the street, standing in the crowd, her tall figure was somewhat conspicuous.

Roy waved at her.

Sabrina could see it, but as usual, she wouldn't bother Roy.

Roy made his way through the lower town, where the busy day had begun, with most of the shops open and street stalls huddled together.

There are a lot of carts full of fruits.

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

It makes Roy feel that each fruit is very tempting......

……

Rushing all the way into the Elven Academy, Roy ran out of breath, but his body was completely free of those soreness......

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

Roy met Claire on the training ground and found that the bruises on his face had recovered so well that they were barely visible.

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

Claire asked with some hesitation:

"Roy, Steve, if they come back at noon, will we fight them?"

Roy replied without hesitation:

"Until he is convinced, of course!"

When he saw that Claire was a little shaken, he immediately instigated:

"If we were cowardly now, we would have been held down by Steve in the academy, you think...... We've just entered the school, how long will we stay in the academy in the future? ”

Claire thought about it very seriously before saying:

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

"You're really ready to spend twenty years at the Elven Academy...... Graduation again? ”

Roy asked, a little surprised.

Claire took it for granted and responded:

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

"Well, you've got a very long-term plan!"

Claire didn't think there was anything wrong with this, he took out a bottle of green potion from his bosom and stuffed it directly to Roy:

"Roy, I brought the sap of the Tree of Life this time, take it."

Roy wanted to refuse, this thing was much more expensive than a life potion.

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

Claire waved her hand casually:

"That's useless, the healing effect of the sap of the tree of life is really good, when I got home yesterday, my grandmother brought it to me, take it! It's free, and it's not worth much. ”

“……”

The bell rang for class......

Abbott. Instructor Nora walked from the direction of the school building, she was still wearing light leather armor, carrying a bow and arrows, with a quiver and a long sword hanging from her waist, and her long hair fluttering, looking heroic.

Steve, the guy hurried to the training ground just before the bell rang.

There were no scars on his face, he didn't go lame when he ran, and the wounds on his body were apparently healed.

It's just that when he looked at Roy and Claire, the anger in his eyes almost erupted......

Claire turned her head to look at Roy a little distraught.

Seeing Roy glaring back at Steve very unceremoniously, he felt a little more confident.

In the martial arts training class, he still practiced the dismantling movements he learned yesterday, and this time Roy was able to barely complete a set of movements, but he couldn't be coherent yet.

This made Abbot, who originally wanted to talk to Roy. Instructor Nora paused, intending to take another look.

Although the qualifications are very poor, it is better to work hard......

……

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

Seeing that Steve and his group of friends hadn't come yet, Claire was a little weak-hearted, and some wanted to back down, and said to Roy:

"Roy, or let's go, they didn't come......"

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

By the time a ball of light lit up in his hand, Claire was speechless in astonishment, staring at the soft ball of light and seeing Roy draw runes in front of him......

His movements were a little jerky, and he finally drew half of the divine pattern, because he couldn't continue the holy light in time at the middle turn, and only half of the divine pattern was completed, like holding a handful of fine sand in the palm of his hand, and it all flowed down his fingers......

Roy sighed:

"It still doesn't work, with my current ability, I can only cast it three times, whether it works or not, I have to try again......"

After saying that, Roy's palm lit up again, because the first time he failed, this time he was more focused.

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

To the end of the painting in one go, Roy was a little surprised that the god pattern was successfully drawn all at once.

The prayer is a bit stumbling......

But when the last prayer was spit out, the divine pattern in front of Roy did not dissipate, but turned into a fist full of divine aura, which instantly merged into Claire's body.

"What is this?" Claire asked, somewhat surprised.

"Strength blessed, how's that? Is it full of strength? Roy asked expectantly.

"Feels alright, it's magic?"

Roy hurriedly corrected: "It's a divine technique, I also just learned it, I haven't succeeded before, this time it's lucky...... Oh, I have one more chance! ”