Claire's admonition to Roy was understandable to Roy......

However, he really didn't want to develop a vigorous love affair with an elven nobleman.

The many troubles in Lady Belinda's life make Roy know that there are still some differences between humans, half-elves, and elves.

Claire sketched a day's work, he recorded every corner of the castle in detail in his sketchbook, and after a tiring day, the guy lay in the tent and fell asleep as soon as it got dark.

Roy's tent was very close to Claire's, he was lying in the tent, closing his eyes and seeing the portrait of Count Amelia of Fort Ellington and Earl Amelia, as if he had a pair of eyes staring at him, he opened his eyes and felt that everything was normal, he opened the curtain of the tent and looked out, there was nothing special.

I closed my eyes again, and this time although I didn't see the quiet castle Ellington in my mind, I heard the sound of "dang dang dang".

It was the sound of the cup on the side of his pillow.

Roy stared at the water cup for a while, feeling that there was nothing wrong with the cup, and just about to close his eyes, Roy suddenly saw the wooden cup placed next to the pillow move.

He sat up at once, chanting prayers in his hands, and drawing the pattern with great speed.

A shimmer of divine light lit up in the tent, and the ghost of Count Amelia appeared in front of Roy's eyes, and she said to Roy with a straight face, "Follow me......"

Roy's eyes widened, he didn't even know how long Count Amelia had been in the tent......

If she hadn't knocked on the cup, Roy wouldn't have noticed.

Roy slipped on a shirt in a haphazard manner, but fortunately he was still wearing a pair of linen trousers, and after stepping on short leather boots, he quickly slipped out of the tent......

Count Amelia was already waiting far outside the tent, and he was in the shadows, with only a vague face visible.

Roy stubbornly followed, and Count Amelia turned and drifted towards the road.

In fact, at this moment, Roy also thought about whether to wake up Claire or Edith, so that Count Amelia might not persecute himself for the sake of them as silver moon elves......

Looking back, if Count Amelia wanted to harm him, he might have done it in the tent.

Roy struggled to calm himself down......

Perhaps seeing Roy's footsteps a little hesitant, Count Amelia flashed in front of Roy and raised a finger to his mouth:

"Shhhh

Roy wanted to curse in his heart.

But when you see the blue flame in your eye sockets, you have to hold back any unpleasant words in your stomach.

He had an extremely powerful aura on him, and he didn't even care much about the Divine Glimmer.

Count Amelia walked fast, Roy needed to trot behind to keep up, and when the light was dim at night, he had to use the divine glimmer to light his way ahead......

It wasn't until Count Amelia came under the bread tree again that he stopped.

This is the burial place of Count Amelia.

In the morning, Roy also came with Edith to present a bouquet of flowers.

But it was midnight, and the cool night breeze was blowing, and the branches and leaves of the bread tree were shaking, and Roy felt like shivering all over his body......

Count Amelia stood under the bread tree and stared at Roy coldly, and the aura of the superior made Roy dare not look up:

"You're a trainee priest?"

Roy stiffened his head and replied, "Yes, Count Amelia. ”

She suddenly flew across from Roy, almost against Roy's face, and asked, "You're afraid of me?" ”

"Sort of, after all, our identity doesn't allow us to communicate so calmly......" Roy said tactfully.

Count Amelia's grim face wore a mocking smile, which made Roy see that not every Silver Moon Elf was so good-looking......

"Hehe, you still want to purify me with holy light?" Her voice was somewhat sharp.

Roy hurriedly made his position clear: "There are no such plans for the time being." ”

He then secretly muttered in his heart: 'Because strength does not allow ......'

"Knowing how many pounds and taels you have, this is a smart priest." Count Amelia stepped back, stood casually under the bread tree, and said to Roy: "I came here to talk to you, after all, I have lived here for so long, and no one can communicate with me face to face like you......"

Roy was tempted to say to Count Amelia, 'It's so late, I really don't want to talk to the revenant......

"I haven't spoken to them in a long time, and I don't want to scare these kids." Count Amelia stood on the edge of the platform, looking at the messy campsites inside the castle, and his voice became a little calmer.

"In the past, I used to go into their dreams to find out about Castletown, but now I just want to hear what you call Castletown."

Count Amelia gave Roy a deep look and said.

Roy hurriedly sorted out his thoughts, and then introduced to Count Amelia:

"The current city of Castletown is divided into the upper city and the lower city, I think you also know that the upper city is inhabited by the silver moon elves, and the lower city is inhabited by half-blood elves, and I currently live in the lower city near the seaside Brown Street."

"I don't usually have the opportunity to go to Uptown, and I don't know much about the situation in Uptown, but my home is very close to the port, so I'll tell you about Castletown Port."

Roy first talked about Castletown Harbour, then about the situation in Downtown, and finally about Elven Academy.

Roy said so much that his voice was a little hoarse.

It's basically about the life of the half-blood elves in the city of Castletown.

In fact, there are some contradictions between the half-blood elves and the silver moon elves in Castletown City, the silver moon elves hold nearly eighty percent of the wealth in Castletown City, but less than ten percent of the actual laborers are involved.

Almost all of the Silver Moon Elves are management, and the half-blood elves are the laborers of Castletown.

This inequality has been going on in the city for a long time, and if it weren't for the long life span of the elves, perhaps this contradiction would have been exacerbated long ago......

In addition, as a free and open port, the port of Castletown can easily enter the port with large foreign ships, but the actual inspection situation of the port terminal is extremely relaxed.

The elves seem to have gotten used to this slow life, but this will give some illegal ships an opportunity to take advantage of the port of Castletown......

Then Roy talked about the battle on the Seawolf that night, and Count Amelia frowned even more.

Amelia handed over a cup, Roy took it, brought it to his lips and smelled it, it was actually a mellow cup of life tree sap, and it was the kind that had not been diluted at all.

He was a little reluctant to drink it, and wanted to put it directly into a glass bottle.

took a small sip, and the vitality that moisturized the limbs and bones spread instantly, and at this moment, it seemed that the pores of the whole body were stretched open by that powerful life force......

"I didn't expect the situation in Castletown to be worse than I expected, you are a very thoughtful child, I want to sleep in the castle of these silver moon elves, no one notices these inequalities, they may have long been accustomed to this kind of life, in the future, once there are some emergencies, these contradictions are likely to be intensified."

Count Amelia said with some concern.

Roy didn't expect that Count Amelia had been dead for so long, and he was still concerned about the lives of the elves of Castletown, and he was in awe of this earl for a while, which is the demeanor of a real upper elf.

"Is there anything else you'd like to know?" Roy asked.

Count Amelia glanced at Roy and shook his head.

At this point, her gaze became much kinder.

In Roy's opinion, this is simply the greatest irony, a midshipman actually sat in the ruins of an ancient castle and chatted with an elven revenant for most of the night.

Count Amelia looked at Roy and crossed his hands over his shoulders, giving Roy the feeling of Aladdin's magic lamp......

"Roy, do you have any small wishes? As a reward for your chat with me this time, I can fulfill your small wish, as long as your requirements are not too high, I can fulfill you. ”

Count Amelia felt that Roy would probably not be able to make a request when he said this, so he led him to say:

"For example, do you want a set of light leather armor for an elven warrior...... Or add a magic fanny pack that you can use to store your belongings, I think it will make your experience in the Malaga jungle a little easier! ”

Roy felt that the elves' daily lives seemed to be too focused on these equipment and magic items, as if they didn't know how to live without them.

So Roy hesitated and did not accept these rewards from Count Amelia.

"I'd like to ask you a question if I can, and if you don't find it convenient to say, I'll leave it at that!" Roy said.

Count Amelia stared at Roy and said slowly: "As long as it doesn't involve the secrets of the Elven Dynasty, you might as well talk about it......"

"As far as I know, the Silver Moon Elf will be led into the kingdom of God by the Moonlight Goddess after death, or the elf who will turn into a soul form will wait for the next reincarnation, and you have made outstanding achievements in this life, and you are a Silver Moon Elf noble, there is no reason to become a revenant!" Roy said, "I want to know what's going on......

"So the priests of the Statue of Liberty would be more curious about this kind of thing? Or do you often purify the souls of the dead, so you will care more about these things? ”

Count Amelia said with a smirk.

She flew in front of Roy, the soul fire in her eyes almost on the verge of exploding, and the withered hand full of sharp nails reached Roy's chest, only grabbing Roy's neck by a short distance.

Roy believed she wanted to break her neck, and it only took a second......

"Actually, there is nothing to say, in order to build Castleton City, I let those wandering half-blood elves settle in Castletown City, in order to appease them, I also supported the half-blood elves to govern the lower city, under the teachings of the Moon Temple, and these are not allowed by the goddess Elune, she thinks that the half-blood elves are not pure in their hearts, and I accepted these half-blood elves, so the hearts are no longer pure."

"At the time of my death, the High Priest of the Temple of the Moon God personally presided over the funeral, and four of the seven priests ruled that I could not be a follower of Elune."

"I didn't want to be reincarnated as an elf and wait for reincarnation in the fountain of life, so I used a little means to stay here."

"The children moved out of Ellington Castle with all their families in order to make me feel more peaceful, but I didn't expect it to be very lively every summer, but fortunately, ...... It's only a month or so. ”

Count Amelia said coldly

“……”

Roy didn't expect the answer to be that Count Amelia couldn't become a follower of the Moonlight......

Roy is also extremely unfamiliar with the priests of the Moon Temple in Castletown City, because they will only help the Silver Moon Elves, and forbid the half-blood elves and half-elves to step into the Moon Temple, but he didn't expect that the leader of the Seventeen Silver Pegasus Legions, Count Amelia, would also be refused.

Speaking of which, the priests of the Moon Temple really have a lot of power......

(End of chapter)