Moira connects these movements like a butterfly fluttering among the flowers.

Every movement she made was not very fast, but her sense of rhythm was perfect, and her body was as light as a blank sheet of paper blown into the sky by the wind......

Showing the lightness and flexibility of the elves' bodies to the fullest, she made a set of coherent movements on the terrace.

Roy even had the feeling that the dismantling moves he and Moira had learned weren't the same at all.

Seeing Moira's moves, Roy suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration in his heart.

The confidence that had been re-established was shattered in an instant......

"Roy, what do you think?"

The elven girl stood on the edge of the terrace, looking at Roy expectantly with big lake-blue eyes.

Roy could only cheer up and praise sincerely:

"It's good, the rhythm and balance are perfect, and I can't describe the moves I learned compared to you."

Moira's eyes narrowed with a smile, and she pursed her lips and said:

"It's okay, this can be done slowly, Sabrina said that your body is too stiff, and many movements are not in place, resulting in deviations in the connection of the next movement, resulting in serious disassembly of the movements, and we need to correct it from the most basic disassembly movements...... I'm here to help! ”

She rarely takes the initiative so much, unless she encounters something she particularly likes.

With one hand propped up on the balcony railing, he jumped forward and landed lightly in the courtyard.

Barely stopping to step over the courtyard wall, and then, while Roy was stunned, he jumped up slightly, grabbed the eaves under Roy's terrace with both hands, and with two casual swings, he easily jumped onto the terrace and stood in front of Roy with a smile.

"You ...... When did you learn it? Roy asked dumbfounded.

Moira's face was slightly red, and she didn't want to answer.

Moira then proceeds to correct Roy's movements......

She's a lot tougher than Sabrina, and even if Roy does something a little off par, she has to keep Roy in place.

A lot of the action was due to Roy's stiff hands and feet, and Moira hugged Roy's thighs and forced the ligaments apart......

Because there was an elf girl staring at him, no matter how painful Roy was, he had to endure it, and try to restrain himself, so as not to shout out himself.

By the time Sabrina comes back from outside......

Roy's first set of coherent movements was 70 percent complete, and Roy felt that the ligaments in all the joints of Roy's body had been broken.

When Moira was called back by Sabrina, the two agreed to continue practicing tomorrow night......

……

Rubbing his aching joints, Roy wanted to run to the beach for a swim, but when he thought that the two unaccounted for gray dwarf captains and elven magicians might be loitering near the beach, he immediately gave up this somewhat adventurous plan and stayed at home.

Sitting on the bed, Roy cast a shimmering light technique, causing a cloud of holy light to float from the palm of his hand.

He carefully manipulated the light, fluttering back and forth against his arms and thighs, letting a faint light pass through his body.

Roy found that the little healing effect of this holy light was just enough to relieve the pain caused by the ligaments in his body, and the pain that was almost unbearable suddenly turned into a soreness in his muscles......

"It can really relieve the pain after martial arts practice......

Roy lay on his back on the bed and let out a long breath, feeling that the world was suddenly better again.

And just like that, Roy lay on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously.

And the Holy Light Seed in his body was still collecting the scattered Holy Light particles around him, and the light cluster the size of a fist became more and more intense......

……

Roy woke up in the morning and naturally felt refreshed.

In the elementary martial arts training class, Instructor Nora saw that Roy had actually done the first set of coherent movements completely this time, although the movements were still a little out of shape, but at least they had reached an acceptable range. He did not continue to persuade Roy to give up martial arts training.

Before class, he patted Roy on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Obviously, he made a mess yesterday, which made Claire worry that Roy would be directly persuaded by Instructor Nora......

Unexpectedly, after one night, Roy actually passed the assessment of Instructor Nora, which is really efficient enough.

"Roy, how did you do that?"

At the end of class, Claire chased after Roy and asked.

"What else, of course, it's just practicing hard at home, hey, why are you following me? What's your next class? ”

Roy asked casually when he saw Claire walking side by side with him.

"It's still a music appreciation class, I guess the next step is to learn the most basic music theory, Roy, do you want to learn music together, in the Silvermoon Kingdom, a musician is more popular than a sword dancer."

Every time she mentioned this, Claire had to persuade Roy to say a few words.

Roy thought that he didn't even have a sense of rhythm, so he responded:

"Forget it, then I might as well study sculpture or painting, at least I have a carving knife and dyes at home......"

Claire immediately agreed: "Actually, this idea is also good! Roy, Roy ......"

Roy didn't want to hear that, so he grabbed his book and ran along the road.

Claire hurriedly followed.

The two friends fought all the way and rushed into the No. 3 teaching building.

Along the way, there were many other elf students, and everyone was also in groups of three or five.

When passing by a classroom, there was a beautiful music sound inside, and Claire realized that she had arrived at the door of the classroom.

So he stood in the doorway and waved at Roy, and when he saw Roy leave without looking back, he turned around and walked into the music room.

……

Jasper recovered quickly from his injuries and was able to get out of bed and move freely in just three days.

On Sunday morning, Roy arrived at the temple early.

The fog outside hasn't lifted yet.

Roy was about to start guarding the gate all day.

Walking into the backyard of the temple, Roy changed into the robe of the probationary priest, and walked out of the house, and actually saw Priest Andison standing on the edge of the well in a daze, he hadn't seen him for a few days, and he had lost a lot of weight.

The eye sockets are deep-set, the face is like a withered face, and deep nasolabial folds appear on the face.

Mu Ne's eyes stared at the well, and the robe on his body hadn't been changed for a long time, exuding a sour smell.

Roy saluted him, but he ignored him.

He just stood by the well for a while, and then walked towards the warehouse.

Roy sat in the gatehouse at the entrance of the temple.

No matter how much he prayed during this time, there was no response, and Roy was ready to devote himself to learning divine arts, and secondary healing techniques were the ones he wanted to master the most at the moment.

There was only a table and a chair in the concierge and the place was very cramped.

Roy sat down in his chair and began to put his hands on the table, closing his eyes and mentally remembering the lines of the 'Secondary Healing' pattern, and then slowly practiced it with his fingers on the table.

After he practiced a few times, he unexpectedly discovered that the messy marks on this table were not actually scratched randomly.

There were some lines that happened to match exactly the 'secondary healing' pattern that Roy had practiced, apparently left over from the priests who had practiced this technique before.

Perhaps these lines appear when the fingers are repeatedly practiced on the tabletop and a layer of varnish is worn off the tabletop......

Just as Roy was secretly surprised, he saw a carriage parked at the entrance of the temple.

Two uniformed elven guards disembarked from the cart and walked to the front of the porter.

One of the elves, with a scar on his cheek, leaned down to the window......

"How can I help you?"

Roy hurriedly took the initiative to ask.

Both of these patrolmen were fresh faces, at least Roy hadn't seen them in the Harbor Guard.

"Is Grand Priest Reed here?" One of the elven patrols asked.

"Yes." Roy replied.

"Could you please inform Archpriest Reed, that Exxon from the Edward Street Guard in Downtown is coming to visit him......

The elven patrol said politely.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Roy motioned for the two to wait at the door before walking briskly into the courtyard.

Archpriest Reed was praying in the main hall at this time, and Roy walked in and told Archpriest Reed that an elven guard named Exxon had come to visit him, and Archpriest Reed nodded slightly.

Then the Grand Priest Reed actually walked out of the temple in person, invited the two elf guards into the temple, and soon walked out of the temple with the two guards.

When the three of them reached the gate of the temple, Grand Priest Reed stopped, glanced at Roy, who was sitting in the gatehouse, beckoned to him, and said:

"Roy, get in the car! Take you to make a commission. ”

Roy immediately walked out of the porter and followed Archpriest Reed into the carriage.

The carriage passed through the cobwebbed streets of the lower town and came to an elven cemetery on the west side of the lower town.

The entire cemetery is built on a gentle slope, the cemetery is covered with a large amount of lawn, and a cypress tree is planted in front of each tomb, and it is very neatly arranged.

The carriage drove into the cemetery and walked a long way inside before it came to a row of newly dug burial chambers.

"Here we are, Grand Priest Reed, right here!"

The elven patrolman named Exxon pointed to the grave in front of him, which had just been filled with new soil.

Immediately, the two elven guards were the first to get out of the car and stand in front of the tomb.

Roy followed Archpriest Reed out of the carriage and came to the tomb.

A small cypress sapling was newly planted in front of the tomb, and it seemed that it had just been watered, and on the branch of the small cypress sapling hung a nameplate introducing the owner of the tomb.

At this moment, the last trace of morning fog in the cemetery dissipated, and the sunlight shone into the cemetery through the sparse cypress forest, and the surroundings became brighter.

"The owner of the tomb, Windsor, died in an accidental fall, just a week ago, she was originally a library administrator, we didn't investigate who she had any grudge with, but we didn't expect to turn into a ghost in the cemetery, and the last three days have scared away two grave keepers."

Exxon calmly introduced to Grand Priest Reed.

(End of chapter)