Lord of the Oasis

"Welcome!" The dwarf standing at the door greeted DeWitt and Clemont.

The two nodded and ignored it. Immediately walked towards the union hall.

In front of the information desk in the guild hall, there is a huge stone pillar that supports the center of gravity of the entire house. On the surface of the stone pillar, a map of the entire island is drawn, and the flow of the river is marked in detail.

"Awesome." Clemont admired as he touched a certain part of the map with his hand.

"It would be more convenient if there were pictures of samples." DeWitt commented.

"Yes." A dwarf in uniform walked up to them and said, "Our guild's special carpet map is available at the counter at the entrance. It only costs one silver coin."

"Everything here is really measured in silver coins." Clemont thought to himself.

"Thank you. But rather than this, I would like to ask you: where is the front desk for selling information?" DeWitt asked the dwarf with a smile.

"Our union provides a service for guests to communicate directly with hunters face to face. What kind of news do you want to ask for?" the dwarf waiter prompted.

"What category? This..." It was the first time for DeWitt to come to such a trading place, and he was not very sensitive to classification. After thinking for a while, he said cautiously: "We are newcomers who have just landed on the island. We mainly want to ask about the history of the races on the island."

"Oh, I understand." The dwarf waiter probably understood what Devitt wanted to express, and responded: "Please go to the service front desk over there to register. Specifically, you have to queue up for Hunter No. 6, and then hand in the Just a deposit.”

"okay, thank you."

Probably seeing that DeWitt wanted to tip the waiter again, Clemont directly dragged DeWitt away after thanking him.

"Captain DeWitt, it's better not to reveal your wealth." Clemont suggested while walking on the road.

"Well, you are right to remind me." DeWitt replied after he realized what he was doing.

The dwarves love money, this is what they heard from Raphael. DeWitt's idea is: If you can exchange money for the cooperation of others, there is nothing wrong with independent scouts.

But in an exchange like a guild, spending money at will can easily lead to unnecessary trouble.

Clemont walked to the registration desk window and successfully got in line.

The guild's service was quite thorough, after Clemont received the key to the room for the appointment. Immediately a waiter came over to guide the two of them.

DeWitt and Clemont followed the waiter up to the second floor.

The stairs leading to the second floor are designed to take into account the differences between different races, and the sizes of adjacent stairs will be hugely different.

When they reached the room number marked on the key, DeWitt and Clemont stopped.

"Can we go in first?" DeWitt asked the waiter politely.

"Of course." The dwarf waiter said with a smile, then took the key from Clemont and opened the door.

The key was immediately inserted into the door lock, and the waiter withdrew.

DeWitt and Clemont walked into the room. There was only a square table and three soft leather chairs in the room.

DeWitt and Clemont sat down on one side of the square table, waiting for the arrival of the news hunter.

"Dong dong!" There were footsteps behind them, and the two of them looked back.

A dwarf wearing black leather boots and a cowboy outfit walked in from the door of the room. The waiter who followed behind brought warm water with three times the lemon slices on the tray.

After placing the coasters, the waiter placed the drinks in front of the three of them. He closed the door behind him with an empty dinner plate and respectfully left.

"Hello." The dwarf hunter spoke first: "My name is Cofito. Can you tell me what you want to know?"

"Hello, my name is Clement. This is my team leader - DeWitt." Clement introduced.

"Actually, names and stuff like that,

It doesn't matter if you don't say it. Our professional hunters will forget the guest information when we walk out of this room. "Of course, we will keep the content of your inquiry confidential," Cofito said. "

"So that's it." Clemont nodded.

Seeing this, DeWitt simply stopped talking and went straight to the point: "We want to know some news from you about the snake girl, the dragon clan and the trolls."

"What kind of news?" When talking about business, Cofito's eyes became sharp.

"Such as their strengths and weaknesses, the scope of their territory, etc. We need to go somewhere, and we have to pass through their territory on the way, and we don't want to cause too much trouble..." Clemont explained.

"That's it." Cofito wrote down notes on the manuscript paper he brought and responded.

"Look what kind of news we can get from you." DeWitt said.

"I have all the information you want here. And they are compiled one by one." Cofito introduced, his eyes full of confidence: "It's just twenty silver coins for a book of information. What you want is There are thirty pieces of information on three races in total. Do you think this price is affordable?"

"As long as it's worth the money," DeWitt replied.

"Yes." Cofito smiled and nodded: "Then please go to the front desk and report your address. My assistant will naturally send it to you personally after finding all the information."

After listening to Cofito's words, Devitt thought: "But we are leaving the dwarf town tomorrow. I don't know if you are in a hurry or not."

"Don't worry. It will be delivered on time early tomorrow morning." Cofito promised readily.

“A pleasure to work with.”

There were so many people wandering in the lobby that DeWitt and Clemont worked hard for a while before they managed to get the address of the restaurant at the front desk. I was able to get away from the dense flow of people and return to the street shrouded in the moonlit night.

"I didn't expect that the lemonade provided also costs money. I thought it was given for free." Clement complained as he counted the refunded deposit.

"The dwarves are really trying their best to make money." DeWitt said: "I didn't expect that there is such a thing as a guild that sells information in this world."

"I don't really hope that such a guild will be born in Calradia." Clemont thought for a while and replied: "It is really terrible to have your privacy stared at."

"This island really allowed me to see a lot of things that I had never seen in the military camp. Except for the days on the ship, I felt like time really flew by my ears."

DeWitt seemed to be in a good mood tonight.

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