Lord of the Oasis

Although His Highness Kant made complete preparations for the scout's trip. Gold coins, silver coins and the like are also quite well prepared.

But as he walked up the stairs, Clemont was still heartbroken over the dozens of silver coins he had spent.

"You are so black-hearted, the dwarves." Clemont muttered silently.

After settling in and packing their luggage, it was time for everyone to gather for dinner.

Fortunately: this hotel's meals are included in the accommodation, so everyone can choose what they want.

The team of fifty people almost filled the restaurant of the hotel. Upon seeing this, the owner of the hotel directly took the scouts to another wing and let them have a room to themselves. The baked goods are served to the table by the waiter in the restaurant.

After ordering the menu, everyone began to talk around the round table about the showdown between the tree man and the fire elf mage this morning.

"I didn't expect the fire elf soldiers to be so strong. When I saw their explosive strength, I was completely shocked." A soldier sighed.

"I think with the strength of these people, our team doesn't need to hide anymore when we get to the dwarfs." Another soldier agreed.

"Yeah. Besides, that tree man is not good at all. He was scared away by the fire elf in two moves." A soldier added.

"Have you met a tree man?" A childish voice sounded.

Austinger, who followed everyone in making fun of the tree man, first noticed this question. He stopped laughing and looked around: he found a dwarf waiter next to him holding a dinner plate high.

"Sorry to trouble you." Austinger took the dishes from the waiter's hands and said politely.

The dwarf waiter was actually not as tall as the dining table, so everyone only noticed his presence after seeing the barbecue being brought to the table.

"Yes, when I was going down the mountain today, I met two tree men. It turned out that one of the tree men was so scared that he ran away after we discovered their trick. The other one stayed behind and said that he wanted to show us a good look, but the result was also They were repulsed by the elf soldiers on our side." A soldier replied.

"Two?" The dwarf waiter's expression became complicated: "It seems like he's not tired of this routine yet."

"What's the trick?" a soldier asked in confusion.

"There is only one tree man on this island." The dwarf waiter explained.

"What?!" Everyone was stunned.

Devitt and others, who noticed the movement here, also gathered around the round table where the waiter was sitting and listened.

"But we clearly heard two different voices today." A soldier said doubtfully.

"That tree man likes to play this kind of game. Everything you perceive in the jungle is controlled by him. Not to mention the sound, even the human form can be transformed into several different ones for you." The waiter used He wiped his hands with the napkin on his shoulder and said: "You will know after staying on the island for a long time. That adult is so powerful that it is scary. Otherwise, why do you think he can single-handedly survive on this island where dragons and tigers are competing for supremacy? It occupies an entire mountain forest.”

"If he is not afraid of our threat, why would he let us go?" a soldier asked.

"This...I really don't know." The dwarf waiter scratched his head and said: "That adult has always sealed himself in the mountains since he landed on the island thirty years ago. I heard that his cultivation has never been so good. I want to break through bottlenecks and find my pure self. As a result, I am now a bit schizophrenic. You may have encountered one of the strange personalities he assumed."

"That's it." DeWitt nodded from the side.

"Sounds mysterious." Clemont said with a shrug.

"So, our luck is really good." Abel commented after taking a sip of red wine.

"Is every dwarf in this town as well-informed as you?" DeWitt said to the dwarf waiter with a smile.

The dwarf waiter raised his head and looked at DeWitt and replied: "What I do is nothing, I just know the common sense mentioned by some passing guests.

The dwarf hunters in the union who sell information are really powerful. You can dig out some information about the election in each territory from them. "

"That's really awesome!" Abel raised his glass and praised loudly.

This was his third glass of red wine, and he was already slightly drunk.

Clemont helplessly helped him sit down on the sofa in the corner to rest.

"Thank you for sharing." DeWitt nodded to the dwarf waiter. He took out a silver coin from his pocket and placed it on the dinner plate served by the dwarf waiter.

"Thank you for the reward." The dwarf waiter smiled contentedly after seeing the copper coin, and then withdrew again.

While we were chatting, the dishes were almost ready.

Everyone began to feast.

After devouring a whole piece of delicious steak, DeWitt wiped his mouth with a napkin. Looking around: Clement and Abel were not at the dinner table.

After getting up and looking around, DeWitt walked to the sofa in the corner and saw Clemont chewing soda crackers. Next to him, Abel was sleeping soundly.

"What happened to him?" DeWitt asked.

"I drank three glasses of red wine on an empty stomach and then I was drunk," Clement replied.

Really unable to find anyone to help take care of this Elf general, Clemont had no choice but to take on this tiring job himself.

As a result, I can't even eat anything now.

"Go and eat quickly, I'll help you take care of him." DeWitt suggested.

"Thank you, captain." Clemont clapped his hands, shook off the cookie crumbs stuck to his fingers, and said gratefully to Devitt.

"Come back quickly." DeWitt sat down on the sofa where Clemont was sitting just now, put a pillow in his arms, and said helplessly: "General Abel is drunk. The only ones going out tonight to ask for news are you and me. Two of them."

"Copy that." After Clemont finished speaking, he immediately ran to the dining table.

The moonlight was hazy, waiting for the banquet to disperse. DeWitt and Clemont walked out of the hotel door.

Set off towards the Hunter Guild in the center of the city under the cover of night.

Even late at night, the commercial streets of dwarf towns are still bustling.

But in the dark night, there is always a dangerous aura in those yellow or green pupils.

DeWitt and Clement didn't say much: in this unfamiliar place, you have to take into account that the walls have ears. It is best to get the good news and return to your residence as early as possible.

"Here we are," DeWitt said, pointing to a brightly lit spot on the street.

"Yeah." Clemont's eyes also focused on that area.

There is still a lot of traffic coming in and out of the union door. The two quickened their pace and approached the building.

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