Lord of the Oasis

Clemont glanced at Abel who was standing aside. After seeing Abel nodding towards him, he pushed the black elf leader away and said, "I hope you can become more self-aware this time and don't provoke us again in the future."

"Haha." The black elf leader stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and chuckled.

The other soldiers watched Clemont release him. Although they didn't quite understand, they also released their hands that restrained the black elf.

"Get out!" Abel said.

"One day I will come and try what it feels like to be cursed by the legendary King of Light." The leader of the black elves looked at Abel evilly and said.

After saying this, he turned his back and called the other black elves to leave together.

"Hiss!" A bit of silver light passed through the air and penetrated into the back of the black elf leader.

"Ah!" The leader of the black elf screamed unexpectedly.

It was obviously just a ball of light the size of a fingernail, but it burned a big hole in the black elf leader's entire back.

The black spiritual power in the black elf's body continued to surge outwards.

The leader of the black elves stopped the other black elves from stepping forward to fight, and gave Abel a hateful look.

Abel looked at him and said easily: "Looking at it now, you'd better not try it. Be careful and you will be shattered to pieces. This blow will be regarded as what I gave you back for Captain DeWitt."

"Let's go!" The black elf leader walked out of the military camp with the support of his two companions. Disappeared from everyone's sight.

The warriors put down their swords and celebrated the victory of this war with the wizards of the elves. Clemont silently supported the trembling Abel back to the tent where he stayed.

"Even the slightest bit of strength from the King of Light is beyond what our physiques can withstand." Abel sat down on his seat and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

The move he used against the black elf leader just now really exhausted all his strength.

My calves are still cramping even now.

Clemont brought a basin of water and said to Abel: "Thanks to your presence, we can get rid of this dilemma. The soldiers of Calradia really owe another favor to the elves."

"We are all on the same team.

Naturally, I will do it when I can. Nothing is owed or owed. "Abel shook his head and said while massaging his calves with a wet towel.

Just now on the battlefield, Abel confessed to Clemont that he could not use the magic of light. He could only temporarily borrow a little bit of energy from the runes that sealed the power of the King of Light to pretend. The illusion of the spirit of light.

The same is true for other elves, but the power in them is dispersed by Abel, and they will not feel pain in the process of receiving it.

The two worked together to force the black elves out of their territory and gave them a warning when they left.

"In this way, it is estimated that the black elves will not dare to trouble us in the future." Abel said.

Clemont also nodded.

At this time, a soldier rushed into the camp and said to Clement in surprise: "Captain Clement, Hearn and the others are awake!"

"Awake?!" Clemont stood up and said in surprise.

Then he excused himself and said to Abel: "Captain Abel, I'm going to see the two soldiers first. You have a good rest now."

"Okay." Abel replied.

Clemont followed the reporting soldiers to the camp where the two fainted soldiers were.

He walked to the bed of the soldier who was still recuperating and said, "You two are finally awake."

After seeing Clemont's figure, Hearn was so moved that he almost cried: He had just woken up not long ago, and he did not actually feel the fact of returning to the real world. After seeing Clemont rushing over in a hurry, he finally realized his true situation.

"I also thought we would never wake up again." Hearne looked at his comrades next to him who had just opened their eyes and said with a smile.

"Tell me what happened to you that night." Clemont said.

Hearn thought about it for a while and explained in detail: That night, he and Weeks stood guard at the gate of the camp. I met DeWitt who was out of the camp looking for a place to go to the toilet because he was hungry. Not long after DeWitt walked out of the door, he noticed the swaying of leaves in the grass, and he thought it was DeWitt who was walking over. But they found that standing in front of them was a dark-skinned alien elf. Then the two were attacked and fell unconscious.

"That's it." Clemont nodded and said, "It seems that the black elf is ready to attack."

"After I fainted, I felt that my soul left my body. Just when I was thinking that I might be killed by the black elves, it floated into the hands of a black elf." Hearn continued.

"So, you all remember what happened on the battlefield?" Clemont asked slightly surprised.

"Battlefield? What battlefield?" Hearne asked strangely: "After my soul fell into the hands of the black elf, I lost consciousness. I don't know what happened next."

"Yes." Clemont ended his visit and told the two wounded: "Have a good rest."

After walking out of the camp where the wounded were, Clemont immediately walked towards DeWitt's camp.

Although I heard a report from Warrior Report before: DeWitt’s life is no longer in danger. However, recalling the scene of DeWitt's assassination, Clemont couldn't help but feel his heart tightening.

Thinking of this, Clemont quickly quickened his pace.

When he walked into DeWitt's tent, he was greeted by the smell of blood and alcohol.

Clemont frowned.

It seems that the soldiers in charge of medical treatment have not yet cleaned the scene.

Walking to the couch where DeWitt usually rested, Clemont discovered that Abel was also there.

The pale DeWitt lay on the bed, his breathing so shallow that it was almost imperceptible. His shirt has been taken off. There is a thick bandage on the abdomen.

"Aren't you awake yet?" Clemont asked softly.

"He lost too much blood, and all the organs in his body are still recovering." An elf soldier replied.

The healing skills of the elven soldiers coupled with the on-the-spot medical skills of the Calradian soldiers: several people worked for a long time before finally stabilizing Devitt's vital signs.

"In this case, we probably can't continue on our way." Abel sighed.

"Let's see how the recovery is going tomorrow." Clemont said after being silent for a while.

"I don't know if our group can successfully reach the destination of the mission." Abel looked up to the sky and said: "It seems that it is indeed difficult at the moment."