Several elven guards heard the shouts downstairs and immediately ran down from the stairs.

The elven patrol who ran at the front was wearing light armor and holding a helmet in his hand, and as soon as he ran down, he asked:

"What happened?"

The Elf Lady greeted her and immediately reported Roy's situation.

At the top of the stairs, several elven guards who had run down with the captain surrounded him, and Roy saw the elven guard again......

The captain of the patrol looked at Roy and listened carefully to the elven lady's report.

After the Elven Lady had recounted the whole thing, the Elven Patrol Captain sat down across from Roy and looked him in the eye:

“…… Roy, our guard currently has only twenty-five elves patrolling, and there is no way that this amount of manpower can capture a sixty-meter long ship, even if they are not guarded, it is completely impossible, so I need time to gather men, and I promise to do everything I can to rescue your companions. ”

"Listen, boy, once the news spreads this time, it's not a trivial matter, so if it's your prank, it's too late to stop it......"

His gaze was like a sharp sword, staring at Roy in the eyes.

"Captain, he's the same kid who sent us the portrait of the Holy Grail thief last time."

The elven patrolman interjected.

The patrol captain was slightly stunned, obviously a little surprised, and looked at Roy from top to bottom again, and his tone softened a lot:

"It's you, you're really an unlucky guy!"

Then he said to the elf lady beside him:

"Go get him a towel, as well as hemostatic cream, bandages and a set of clothes, you need to take a shower and take care of the wound."

Roy didn't want any hemostatic ointment or bandages or anything, he stepped forward and grabbed the elven patrol captain's arm and said:

"They will leave tonight when the tide comes, please do it as soon as possible."

The captain of the patrol nodded slightly, and shouted:

"Luoya, you go and inform the garrison stationed in the north of the walnut forest, and find a way to persuade their regimental commander to send a brigade of archers and swordsmen to come and support."

"Yes, Captain."

"Zias, you go to the inner city immediately and report what happened here to the chief!"

"Yes, Captain!"

"Pollini, get everyone together, we'll have to keep an eye on that ship, and we'll have to settle the battle in the harbor this time."

"Captain, do you want to call back those who are on leave?"

"Anyone can muster it."

The elven guards in the guard immediately busied.

Some ran out to keep an eye on the ship in the harbor, some reported to the headquarters of the Castletown Upper Town Guard, and some went to the coastal garrison for help.

On the contrary, after getting a pair of pants and a shirt, Roy was still holding a blanket that was originally spread on the chair.

Rejecting the Elf Lady's offer to help apply the hemostatic cream, Roy stood in front of the guard's door wrapped in a blanket, looking at the row of ships in the deep water of the dock in the distance, wondering what the Naga killers were doing at the moment, and whether the group of seafarers had found themselves having escaped......

If they noticed the elven rangers' movements, would they have guessed something?

Roy was anxious and worried.

His gaze turned to the east side of the harbor dock, intending to return the blanket to the elven lady at the front desk and deliver the message to the temple.

But just as he turned to go back to the house, he saw the brightly lit manor not far from the east side of the dock.

A bold idea quickly grew in Roy's heart.

He had wanted to regain some strength and run back to the temple for help, but now he had changed his mind.

He knew that the manor was permanently deserted.

Since someone is holding a ball there, then it must be a group of elven nobles.

He wanted to bandage his wounds, but now ...... He didn't think it was the time.

Thinking that even if he told this to Grand Priest Reed now, this Grand Priest would probably only be in a hurry, if only he were a Battle Priest......

So...... It's better to gamble.

The elf lady at the front desk got Roy another pair of shoes.

It's a pair of wooden slippers, and although Roy is a little unaccustomed to wearing them, it's better than nothing.

……

There is only one way to the estate.

Normally, the elves on the docks could only look at the white castle hidden in the sea of green trees from afar, and no one would approach the manor.

This slope connects to a small square next to the pier here.

At the moment, the manor is brightly lit.

Rows of horse-drawn carriages stop in the small square below the castle, where some of the elves who live by the sea usually walk, occasionally there are bards who give portraits here, and there are also some elves with violins, harps, and accordions standing in the square and playing music.

Every summer night, as long as it's not rainy, a group of people gather here.

It seems that for a while, Sabrina came here to paint portraits.

It's just that I didn't know what was going on later, and I only persisted for a while.

Roy, dressed in his ill-fitting trousers and shirt, panted out of breath and ran to the small square, which had been completely occupied by the carriages of the elven nobles, and the rows were neatly parked.

A group of coachmen gathered on the edge of the small square to chat and rest.

There are also people sitting under trees, holding a leaf between their hands and playing a tune, the sound is thin and loud.

Roy ran to the square and found that there was a group of elven guards riding horses to guard the surroundings, needless to say, there must be a great man in the manor.

They all rode white horses with a handful of feathers on their hooves, and the armor they wore was inlaid with gold threads, which looked very imposing from a distance.

Roy walked up the slope and immediately an elven guard rode up to block the way.

"Private manors, idlers, etc., are not allowed to enter!"

The horse stopped in front of Roy and immediately forced Roy to stop.

Roy refused to back down, and the horse's chest almost pressed against Roy's forehead.

There was only a group of coachmen watching the excitement in the square, and these elves came over one after another......

An elven guard who looked like a captain rode over, frowned and asked the elven guard:

"What's going on? Don't let him stay in the way, keep the road open. ”

"Yes, Captain."

The elven guard was reprimanded by the captain, and immediately became a little anxious, and as he jumped down from his horse, he rebuked Roy:

"Hurry up!"

Roy saw the captain of the guard, ran up quickly, stepped forward and grabbed the reins of the captain's horse, and shouted:

"Captain, please wait a minute."

The horse trampled on the spot a few times in a rage, shaking his head and trying to break free from Roy's grasp, almost dragging Roy to the ground.

The captain of the elven guard reached out and gently patted the horse's neck to calm its emotions, frowned and asked:

"What's the matter with you?"

The elven guard had already come up and tried to pull Roy away.

Roy held on to the reins and didn't let go, and said quickly:

"My companion and I encountered a gang of human slave traders on the docks, they captured my companion on the ship, I narrowly escaped, and now their ship is on the dock, can you help me and get my companion back? By the way, I know there are a lot of Naga Hai people being held on board! ”

The coachman, who was watching around, heard Roy say this and immediately blew up the pot.

Immediately, someone asked aloud, "Where is it?" ”

Roy pointed to the black big ship on the dock and said, "That's the ......."

However, the captain of the elven guard was very calm, and he stared at Roy's expression, hoping to find some clues from Roy's face.

However, Roy still has indelible wounds on his face, wrists, and ankles.

The captain of the elven guard pondered for a moment before speaking:

"I am Captain Dansel, Captain of the First Squadron of the Second Brigade of the Seventh Knights of Ophelia. Simpson, it is our duty to ensure the safety of Her Royal Highness Princess Ophelia, and we have no authority to deal with this matter without Her Royal Highness's authority. ”

After saying this, he couldn't help but glance towards the manor on the cliff not far away.

From Captain Simpson's eyes, Roy saw the answer to his handling of the matter......

So Roy didn't hesitate much, and didn't think that relying on these indignant coachmen, he would be able to capture the ship.

He began to run uphill towards the castle......

"Look at him......"

Squadron Leader Simpson shouted.

Not to block, not to catch, but to watch, this is enough to show the position of this squadron leader.

Over the years, the elves and nagas have been the preferred targets of slave traders, who will transport the captured slaves to the human kingdom in whole ships.

Although the elves abhor this behavior, it has never been able to completely eradicate it.

Roy ran all the way down the slope, running so loudly that his throat was about to smoke, before he rushed to the gate of the manor.

Two elven guards rode after him.

Coming to the gate of the manor, Roy was stopped again by the elven guard at the door:

"You can't go in!"

……

Wagner. Claire and a few young elves sat in a gazebo in the vestibule.

You can also hear beautiful music here, and you can also see the beautiful elves spinning on the dance floor......

No one likes to dance with young male elves.

Because in the process of dancing, they will appear very restrained.

Sometimes I don't even know where to put my hands.

Sometimes hugging the waist will pinch the girl's thin waist out of red fingerprints, the body is stiff, the dance posture is not beautiful, and more importantly, the dance steps will occasionally go wrong, once you step on the foot, it is really troublesome.

I don't have any knowledge in conversation, I don't have enough humor in conversation, and I occasionally say very childish things.

No one is here to coax the kids......

So Claire, with her beautiful face, could only sit quietly on the edge of the dance floor, chatting with a group of young elves who were also disliked by the girls.

He stole a glance at Princess Ophelia on the dance floor.

The dance is beautiful, and every movement is even a textbook standard.

She was the center of attention on the dance floor, with a gentle smile on her beautiful face, and Claire regretted that she hadn't signed up for her literature and history class earlier.

At this moment, Claire seemed to hear the crisp sound of the horse's hooves trampling on the stone floor as the war horse galloped......

'Da Da ......'

He turned his head to look at the gate of the manor.

The fountain was not far from the gate, but there was a light at the gate of the manor, so you could see what was going on there.

Then he saw a figure appear at the gate, negotiating something with the elven guards at the gate.

He came to the spirit all at once.

At such a late hour, he actually ran up in a hurry, and there were elf guards chasing behind him, something must have happened.

It's worth seeing it......

Thinking of this, Claireton stood up, and without even saying hello to her friends, she ran towards the gate.