Path of light

Chapter 818 819. Walrus in Town

The half-elf guards on the three-masted sailing ship at the dock drew their bows and arrows, and rain of arrows fell on the edge of the dock.

When the fog was thick, there was no way to avoid the arrows falling from the sky. The gray dwarves standing on the dock were shot one after another. Some of them fell in a pool of blood, and some were swept back by the crowd.

Behind them was a large group of Siren warriors rushing up.

The siren warriors on the island chased after them like crazy, and the half-elf guards on the three-masted sailing ship were not to be outdone. After they took their companions who had returned from a bloody battle back to the ship, more than two hundred elven slaves also boarded the ship safely. Later, under the leadership of Roy, nearly a thousand half-elf guards ran out from the four three-masted sailing ships.

The fully armed half-elf guards were fighting with the siren warriors and gray dwarf warriors on the island at the dock.

This time, the Siren warriors could clearly see rays of holy light falling from the sky and landing on the half-elf guards. The halos filled with sacred energy looked dazzling.

In the fog, these half-elf guards unleashed extraordinary attack power.

The Siren warriors who were more than one meter taller than them did not have any advantage in terms of strength. These half-elf guards had the most sophisticated weapons and armor in the Silver Moon Elf Kingdom. They did not have to worry about being fatally injured during the battle. Their style of fighting was all-round suppression. Relying on a tight formation, they drove all the Siren warriors on the island out of the dock.

There were many corpses of Siren warriors lying on the dock. Whenever an elf was injured on the half-elf guards' side, he would be immediately replaced by the half-elf guards behind him. The injured half-elf would be treated by the human priests as soon as possible.

The Siren warriors on the island were soon unable to withstand the attack of the half-elf guards, and they fought and retreated at the same time.

Many wounded Siren warriors were abandoned on the battlefield, and those Siren warriors who resisted stubbornly basically became corpses. Those Siren warriors who chose to surrender were tied up tightly with hemp ropes by the elves and became prisoners.

The gray dwarf warriors around the dock were unable to launch any effective counterattack.

They mixed in with the retreating crowd and could only flee to Pleiston Island in a panic.

The owl beast that looked a bit like a penguin used its wings to protect its head to block the rain of arrows, then strode out of the dock with its butt sticking up, and soon disappeared in the rolling fog.

The Book of Judgment could no longer be used. Roy held a flail in his right hand and an iris shield in his left and right hands, and fought his way out of the dock with the half-elf guards. The siren warriors and gray dwarf warriors on the island retreated back into the fog.

Roy led the half-elf warriors to occupy the buildings near the dock. The mutated sea creatures had completely given up resistance.

The half-elf guards rescued the elven slaves from the house and escorted them to the dock.

Originally, Roy didn't think that there would be many elven slaves in this seemingly small town, but when the half-elf guards gradually occupied the houses in the town, he found that he had obviously underestimated this group of gray dwarves.

In this town, it is very common for families to own elf slaves and naga slaves.

Even the houses of the mutant sea creatures would hide Naga slaves. Apparently, these mutant sea creatures preferred Naga slaves...

The houses of the gray dwarves were filled with elven slaves. When the gray dwarves fled from their homes, they had no time to take the elven slaves with them. The half-elf guards rescued them, and many of the elven slaves had undergone some degree of mutation.

Roy's mutation exists in several stages.

At first, there was only a rash and erosion on the skin, and then some fish scales grew out of the erosion wound.

If this mutation continues to worsen, bone spurs will grow in the joints of the limbs.

Later, webbed-like fascia will grow between the fingers of the elf slaves, and their bodies will undergo physical changes similar to those of fishmen...

The elf slaves rescued from the town houses will undergo changes in this aspect to a greater or lesser extent.

Perhaps it was because they had been slaves for too long, and when they saw the half-blood elf guards appear in front of them, they would even hide away out of shame, making the half-blood elf guards' search more difficult.

Roy came back to the front of the hotel. The fishman owner had already opened all the doors and allowed the half-elf guards to search everywhere in the hotel.

Several Naga sea slaves were standing at the door of the inn. The slave collars on their necks had been removed and they seemed to be in good spirits. When they saw the half-elf guards walk into the inn, they obediently lined up and joined the line of Naga slaves on the street.

It was obvious that the fishman boss was still very reluctant to leave. He mustered up the courage to move closer to Roy and whispered to him:

"If you are still planning to sell these Naga slaves, please be sure to notify me!"

"I will send them to the dock of Plusterton Island, and then they will regain their freedom. At that time, they can leave the Lost Sea with my fleet, or they can leave immediately."

Roy stood at the door of the hotel, staring at the fishman boss.

"If you want to know any useful information, you can go to that grocery store and ask. The owner of that grocery store is very well-informed, and he is not a gray dwarf..."

The fishman boss spoke to Roy in fluent Naga...

Although Roy's Naga language is not very good, he has no shortage of translators around him.

He passed through the rolling fog and followed the innkeeper's instructions and came directly to the door of a grocery store. The grocery store had also been occupied by half-elf guards. The door of the grocery store was open and the half-elf guards were searching for elven slaves inside the store.

A fat walrus squatted at the door of the grocery store, looking inside from time to time. He looked a little old, with a big belly, and the mustache on his lips looked a little funny. His two big eyes rolled around, and when he saw Roy coming, he instantly became restrained.

He placed his hands on his big belly and stared at Roy with some fear. At this moment, he no longer had the energy to observe the situation inside the grocery store.

The half-elf guard searched the grocery store but did not find any slaves. This was a rare situation in the small town.

Roy walked straight into the grocery store and saw a lot of fishing gear inside, as well as some fish. The fish were not very fresh and were covered with a thick layer of salt frost.

"Can you understand Elvish?"

Roy picked up a salted fish and put it under his nose and smelled it. There was a faint stench.

The walrus boss shuddered slightly, nodded immediately, and said very honestly:

“I can understand a little.”

His vocal cords are very low, and his voice sounds very honest...

Roy continued to pick up a fishing rod from the shelf. He had to say that the fishing rod made by the walrus looked very good.

"Then let me ask you, do you know Captain Ralph?"

The walrus boss looked a little unnatural. He thought for a few seconds, and although he was a little hesitant, he nodded.

"Good, do you know where he lives?" Roy continued to ask.

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The walrus boss was a little hesitant when answering the first question, but he was much smoother when answering the second question.

"I know. His house is not in the town. He has a territory on Plesterton Island and his manor is built on the territory. But he hasn't been back to Plesterton Island for a long time. There are only two old dwarves guarding the manor." said the walrus boss.

Roy walked out of the grocery store, which smelled too much of salted fish...

The half-elf guards had checked the grocery store inside and out, and really didn't find any slaves.

Although the grocery store was turned upside down due to the search, the half-elf guards did not touch the goods in the store...

The walrus boss glanced at Roy.

"Can you take us there?" Roy asked.

"Can."

He followed Roy obediently, walking slowly.

A team of half-elf guards followed Roy.

Under the guidance of the walrus boss, walk north along the long street of the town.

"Do you know how many gray dwarves there are on this island?" Roy asked the walrus boss.

"This island is very big. Not all the gray dwarves live in the town. I am only familiar with the area around the town."

"I know Captain Ralph's house because I regularly deliver some fish to that estate."

The walrus boss paused for a moment before continuing:

"There are probably more than 3,000 gray dwarves living in this town. Most of them make a living by trading slaves. There are a total of 16 slave trading gangs of all sizes in the town, all composed of gray dwarves. We mutant sea creatures don't have the courage, and the sirens don't dare to leave the Lost Sea. I think the number of gray dwarves on the island will not be less than 5,000..."

The walrus boss moved his body with difficulty and walked along the long street with Roy.

The fog all around was very thick, and from time to time gray dwarves rushed out of the fog.

His two thick elephant legs look short, but his strides are actually very long...

With every step Roy took, he felt the entire street ground shaking.

"How many sirens are there in this town?"

"There are about 6,000 of them. Currently, there are less than 1,000 Sirens left on the island. You came at an unfortunate time. You arrived just as Great Elder Sladran led the Sirens Chanter Corps off the island, so you did not encounter the most powerful Sirens Corps on the island. However, they should be back soon. After all... the Lost Sea is not that big!"

When the walrus boss said these words, he looked at Roy nervously, fearing that his words would anger Roy.

But Roy didn't care at all and asked again: "How many mutant sea creatures are there?"

The walrus boss said anxiously:

"Not all mutant sea creatures live in the town. There are more than 70 mutant sea creature gathering places of various sizes on Prestedon Island..."