Claire advises everyone to find a quieter place to sit down and rest.

Seeing a makeshift round table near the edge of the ship, Claire and Roy walked over with their two female companions and sat down.

The elven waiter graciously brought a drink.

Martina recommends a fruit wine with ice to Claire and Roy.

Claire and Roy decide to have a drink.

In fact, Roy was not used to drinking like this, and when he saw that there were only four wine glasses on the round table, and a few pieces of crushed ice floating in the glasses, he went to the table, selected a few fruits, and made a fruit platter.

He returned with a fruit bowl, just in time to hear Martina ask Claire:

"Claire, what's the name of that piece you just talked about?"

Claire's alcohol was terrible, and after just two sips, her cheeks were stained crimson and her eyes were a little shiny.

Roy placed the fruit bowl on the table, and Claire picked a few apples from the fruit bowl and ate them before saying:

"Hmm...... This piece has just been written by me, and it doesn't have a name yet. ”

Martina blinked, and the look of adoration almost overflowed from her eyes.

She said to Claire:

"Claire, what kind of name are you going to give this piece of?"

Claire leaned back in her chair, turned her head to look at Roy beside her, and asked him:

"Roy, what do you think?"

Roy was tempted to say 'whatever you ......want' to Claire

Seeing that the two silver moon elf beauties in front of the round table looked at him, he quickly changed his words:

"Since it was written in honor of Lord Bernice, at least the name should reflect it."

Claire rubbed her forehead, thought about it for a moment, and said:

“…… It's better to call it 'Bernice'. ”

Hearing Claire casually decide on the name of this song, the eyes of the two elf beauties showed admiration.

At this time, a beautiful melody was heard again from the high platform at the bow of the ship......

The young Silver Moon Elves gathered on the dance floor on the deck once again to dance.

A group of Silver Moon Elves gathered around Claire and asked him to talk about the inspiration for the song.

Looking at everyone's expectation, Claire could only bite the bullet and say:

"Actually, there's nothing to say, a few days ago, Roy and I had this idea, in fact, the melody of this piece came out three days ago, Yoram. Hayer just happened to bump into it, hehe......"

Claire then talked about how he and Roy sat on the Black Pearl, looking at the castle by the sea in the night, and their ears naturally heard the melody of the song......

“…… Claire, did you hear this tune by the sea? ”

The Silver Moon Elf who was sitting on the side asked with a surprised expression, in fact, there was more envy in his eyes.

In Castleton City, the most respected by the elves are artists and musicians.

"It's me and Roy!"

Claire emphasized it very seriously, but no Silver Moon Elf cared about what he said.

"Okay!"

The Silver Moon Elf said very perfunctorily.

A group of Silver Moon Elves found Claire's experience to be a bit incredible......

There were also some Silver Moon Elves who secretly looked at Roy, envying him for having a friend like Claire.

……

As a cheerful tune sounds, the elves on the dance floor come alive.

Everyone took the initiative to line up in two rows, with male elves and female elves in a row.

The male and female elves faced each other, dancing briskly to the music, and more Silver Moon Elves were drawn over, and the line extended indefinitely, even rushing off the dance floor, from the deck near the rear of the ship, all the way to the bow.

Martina looked at the boiling scene and also proposed:

"Let's go dance!"

In order to deal with these Silver Moon Elves, Claire is already a little tired.

Hearing Martina say this, Claire looked around apologetically, then stood up......

The surrounding Silver Moon Elves were obviously reluctant to see Claire no longer talk about her creative process, but was about to dance.

Claire stood up and made an inviting gesture to Martina.

Martina followed Claire and rose from her seat.

She curtsy Claire with her skirt in one hand.

Under the helpless gaze of a group of silver moon elves, the two walked hand in hand to the dance floor.

Shirley turned to look at Roy, her big innocent eyes blinking.

Roy had no choice but to stand up and make an inviting gesture to Shirley......

Roy pulled his slippery and soft little hand......

The first time I felt like this kind of dance was actually quite good.

After dancing three dances in a row, everyone became more familiar.

Roy dances with Martina again.

By the end of the dance, many of the young Silver Moon Elves were drunk......

Some young elves and men have accidentally become cuddlers.

Claire was ready to go back to her room and change the tune a little bit, as Roy had told earlier.

He looked up at Roy and said:

"It's not too early......"

Martina immediately put down the wine glass in her hand and interrupted Claire with a remark:

"Or else...... Let's go to the observation deck of the ship's building to blow the sea breeze! ”

Martina quickly gestured to Shirley behind her back......

Seeing the gesture of her best friend's hand hidden behind her back, Shirley couldn't help but sigh, and could only cheer up to create conditions for Martina.

"Okay, I heard that there is a different sea view at night in the open sea......

Shirley followed up on her best friend's words and said.

She was the first to stand up, turning her head to look at Roy, who was sitting next to her.

Roy had no choice but to stand up and follow......

At least Shirley is nominally his girlfriend tonight.

Shirley and Roy walked hand in hand, and soon ascended the stairs on the side of the ship.

At night, there were some winds and waves at sea, and the Nautilus was a little shaky, and it was a bit dangerous to walk on the narrow stairs in a dress and crystal slippers.

Roy reached out and held Shirley's forearm, which was cold and soft.

Claire and Martina, who followed behind, didn't go so well.

Martina tugged at the hem of her skirt and walked up the steps, where the staircase was very narrow, and Martina was holding the loose hem of her skirt in one hand and did not hold on to the handrail.

On the way upstairs, the hull shook a little.

Martina slumped to her feet and slumped down the stairs.

Claire stood behind Martina and looked at Martina speechlessly......

This fake fall is also too obvious.

Claire clearly had the opportunity to hold Martina's waist with both hands, but he didn't.

At the end of each dance, Claire's sisters would get together and talk about what a handsome young elf they had met at the ball last night, and then they would bond in this way, and take the opportunity to invite each other into the room for some fruit and a cup of fruit tea......

This kind of routine is already used by Claire's sisters.

Claire stood there and blinked.

By the time Martina looked up and asked Claire for help, Claire had already put her hand in front of Martina......

……

Roy and Shirley sat on the roof of the ship, blowing the sea breeze for a long time.

Probably because the wind was blowing at sea, the Nautilus actually raised its sails at this time, pulled up the anchor, and slowly moved.

The captain stood in the wheelhouse, stuck his head out the window, and kept checking the information with the crew on the lookout.

Once the wind had lifted the sails, the Nautilus continued in a northwesterly direction.

It wasn't until the Nautilus came near a reef that the sails were lowered again.

This reef is not a small island, it should be the kind of reef that only appears at low tide, and when the tide rises, this sea reef will immediately disappear into the vast sea.

The Nautilus is parked right next to the reef.

Only when the ship had completely stopped and lowered its sails did the crew begin to pack up their things on deck and prepare for rest......

Roy felt that the time was almost up, so he offered to send Shirley back to his room.

On this Nautilus, almost all the ladies are arranged to live in the shipbuilding above deck.

Descending the narrow staircase to the second floor, the elven beauty Shirley stopped, turned to Roy and whispered:

"I'm here!"

Roy stood at the entrance of the hallway and didn't go any further.

Shirley walked into the hallway before he walked down the stairs.

I'm going to go back to the cabin and get a good night's sleep.

Alone in the hallway, Roy could always hear some faint cat meows.

Now he just hopes he doesn't come back too soon.

Also, Claire would do well to keep the cabin clean.

Standing at the door of the cabin, Roy hesitated for a moment, listened carefully for a while, and made sure that there were no strange noises in the cabin before taking a deep breath and knocking on the door.

The door opened.

Claire wore it in front of the hatch.

There was a magic lamp lit in the room, and a soft light came through the room.

The wick is a moonstone the size of a date kernel, encased in a crystal lampshade in the shape of a trumpet flower.

On the square table by the window there was also a sheet music, and a quill was inserted in an inkwell.

Claire was dressed neatly, only the collar of her shirt was unbuttoned twice, and she smiled and said to Roy, who was standing in the doorway:

"Roy, why did it take so long to come back? Hurry up and help me see how it has changed this time......"

Roy walked into the cabin, looked around, and asked Claire:

“…… You've been changing tunes in your room? ”

"Or else?"

Roy sat down on his lap and leaned against the plank wall behind him......

If he had known this, he should have come back sooner.

Roy wasn't going to help Claire read the score.

After a day of tossing, he just wanted to lie in bed and get a good night's sleep.

……

The cabin wobbled slightly.

Roy lay on the bottom bunk, a little dizzy from this constant shaking, and he slept unsoundly......

It seems to be always wandering between sleeping and not sleeping, and when the eyes are closed, some bizarre pictures always appear in front of me, countless lines are twisted together like balls of yarn, and in an instant they become bitten like chewing gum, and finally turn into some dirty mud flowing all over the ground.

Then he noticed a figure stuck in the mud, and he leaned over to find that the person who was constantly struggling in the mud was himself.

The mud had already flooded his mouth, and he threw his head back vigorously......

The mud seemed to have a life force, and it kept crawling on his face.

Roy felt like he couldn't breathe, and he began to struggle, but it all seemed to be in vain.

Just when he was stuck in the mud and at a loss, the holy light seedling in his body actually appeared above his head, the seedling emitted a faint holy light, and the roots hung down like chains, entangled Roy's body, pulling him out of the mud little by little.

Roy wiped the mud off his face and was finally able to breathe heavily......

Then, Roy wakes up from his nightmare.

(End of chapter)