Lord of the Oasis

"They are probably measured in gold coins." In DeWitt's mind, the impression of the Centaur market was always shrouded in a layer of fog.

"Really?" Abel recalled the young owner of the rice store, feeling a little strange in his heart.

The glowing magic weapon was kept in Abel's arms. The previous plan was cancelled, and the scouts moved forward for about three hours.

"We still haven't been able to reach the flat ground we planned." It was finally time to rest, and Abel sat on the suitcase and panted.

DeWitt smiled when he heard this and said, "If we leave early tomorrow, we should be able to get there before noon."

It was not easy to find a suitable place for dozens of people to sleep together in the mountains and forests. We spread out in small groups and searched for about 20 minutes before we found a suitable open space.

Clemont laboriously chopped down the green vegetation surrounding the camp with weapons.

From time to time I found a snake or two scurrying by. Clemont paid attention to this aspect. After returning to the camp, he asked the logistics staff to sprinkle a circle of lime outside the camp.

At dinner time, today's dinner was also prepared quite well.

I guess the logistics soldiers in the military camp were having a hard time a while ago. Now I am looking for opportunities to make up for the shortcomings of the past few days.

"What are your plans after completing this mission?" Clemont asked DeWitt and Abel beside him.

"Go back to the military camp and continue to be a soldier." DeWitt said without hesitation.

"Me too." Abel nodded.

"Of course I know that, I mean during my vacation." Clemont looked at the two of them helplessly and explained.

The importance of this mission is well understood by everyone involved. Although not many people are dispatched, as long as they can be successfully completed, the participating soldiers will definitely receive rewards personally issued by the lords of various countries. Naturally, vacations and the like are also out of the question.

After coming down from the mountain, the reconnaissance team has always had smooth sailing. This made Clemont couldn't help but daydream about the future during his leisure time.

However, DeWitt was always in a lack of interest: "I didn't think much about it, I should just stay at home and rest."

"Where's Abel?" Clement asked Abel.

"I haven't experienced much vacation. If I have enough time: I would like to visit your country." Abel replied after thinking for a while.

"Really?" Clemont was overjoyed.

DeWitt was also a little surprised: "Dehrem welcomes you at any time."

"Yeah." Abel smiled and nodded.

After feeling happy for a while, Clemont remembered something and said with a sad face: "But it takes a month to get to the capital of the Elf Kingdom from Dehrim. There shouldn't be any vacation that can last that long."

"That's right." DeWitt and Abel nodded in unison after reacting.

"Abel, why do you want to come to Calradia?" Clemont asked.

"In the past few months, after contacting you, my thoughts about the human race have been subverted. So after the mission is over, I hope to see you and see your country again." Abel replied seriously. .

Clemont and DeWitt looked at each other, so moved that they didn't know what to say. Finally, DeWitt broke the silence and said: "After we return to the familiar land, let's find time to get together in Cumberland. Although I don't know how long you can be away from your team, Abel, we still often have opportunities. You can go there on a business trip.”

"Huh? Okay! Whenever you come to Cumberland from now on, I will pick you up." Abel said happily.

"It's a deal," Clemont said with a smile.

Beside the bonfire outside the camp, several Calradian soldiers were roasting their cotton clothes on the fire.

"It always feels like this clothes are getting heavier and heavier." Austin said helplessly, and then gently pressed his fingers on the cotton clothes. As a result, the grooves caused by the pressure did not recover after a long time: it was really sucked. Too much water.

Austinger sighed.

"Will roasting like this really be effective?" A soldier sitting next to him asked doubtfully.

"It feels like the smell of moisture has become stronger." A soldier came closer and smelled the cotton coat, and then said.

"Hey, stay away from the fire. Be careful of sparks rising up and burning a hole in your clothes." Austin called out, "Isn't this the only way now?"

"I feel like it won't be of much use to bake for a while, so I'll withdraw." A soldier couldn't wait any longer, picked up his clothes and was about to turn around and leave.

At this time, an elf soldier passed by and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

"Moisture got into the fabric of the clothes. The moisture is too heavy, and we are trying to dry it out." Austinger replied.

The elf soldier glanced at the wandering flames, shook his head and sighed: "Like you, by the time dawn comes, your clothes will probably not be dry anywhere."

"Why?" a soldier asked immediately.

"At least in my opinion, the fire has done nothing to the clothes." The elf soldier replied.

A stream of spiritual power gathered in his eyes, allowing him to see the movement of elements around the fire.

"Then...can you help us?" Austinger has already seen that this elf soldier is a fire mage. He asked hesitantly.

"Impossible, let me use magic to roast your cotton-padded clothes?" Unsurprisingly, the elf soldier immediately rejected it.

I'm tired enough after running around on the road all day, and now I have to cast spells to do such meaningless things. It's really not what I expected. At this time, the elf soldiers just wanted to return to their tents and rest.

When he was about to leave, Austin said, "As long as you help me, I will agree to whatever you ask for in the future."

The elf soldier stopped and turned around: "Really?"

"Really." Austinger nodded sincerely. He had already sneezed several times while walking on the road today.

"So, you are the only one who wants me to help?" the elf soldier said with a smile.

"Me, me, me!" Several soldiers around him raised their hands actively.

"There are so many people." The elf soldier looked like he was thinking. After a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, but your conditions must be the same as his." The elf soldier raised his finger and pointed at Austin.

"Okay!" Everyone agreed immediately.

Finally, the fire mage invited a water elf as a 'foreign aid'. The two of them were in the camp, watched by a group of Calradian soldiers: they worked until late at night, drying everyone's cotton clothes properly.

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