Lord of the Oasis

"Gilbert, let us take good care of you before he leaves." DeWitt sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Why do you think he is so worried? You are a member of our investigation team. Taking care of you is very important. It’s a matter of course for us.”

When Austinger heard what DeWitt said, tears quickly gathered in his eyes.

He raised his hand to pick up the burger on the plate and ate it one bite at a time.

"If you can eat, then I don't have to worry too much." DeWitt stood up and said, "After breakfast, come and gather with the soldiers. We will wait for you."

"Thank you, Captain DeWitt," Austinger said in a choked voice.

"It's nothing, didn't I tell you? It's a matter of course." DeWitt said with a relaxed smile.

After saying this, DeWitt unlocked the door and turned around to leave.

Austinger chewed the burger in his mouth, holding back tears.

What made him hold back his tears was the previous agreement he made with Gilbert when they were resting outside the camp.

"You have to cheer up."

At eight o'clock in the morning, all the soldiers gathered outside the hotel door.

After Clemont finished paying the bill, he also walked outside the door and met with the group.

"This boss is so evil. Gilbert broke his broken door, and he actually wanted to charge us ten silver coins. There is no way that door can cost more than three silver coins." Clement said angrily.

"Forget it, this road is coming to an end anyway," DeWitt said.

"Anyway, my wallet is getting lighter and lighter. What if it's not enough for the way back?" Clemont curled his lips and said.

"Go rub Abel's." DeWitt said with a smile.

"What?" Abel was standing aside and smiling happily. After hearing this, he immediately distanced himself from the two people in front of him.

"Don't hide, I'll do the math for you..." Clemont was reminded by DeWitt, and a glimmer of sunshine immediately appeared on his gloomy face. He put his arms around Abel's shoulders and talked with him about the journey. The twists and turns.

In the end, Abel reluctantly agreed to share the money requested by DeWitt and others.

A group of people chatted and laughed as they walked to the end of the main street, where the teleportation array was located in front of them.

"Awesome!" A soldier looked at the barrier around the teleportation array and took a deep breath.

"Everywhere on the wall here is carved with spell runes." An elf soldier looked around and said to his colleagues around him.

"But I can't understand these runes." An Elf soldier said in confusion.

"Of course, all we have learned are mid-level spells, how can we understand high-level runes." The elf soldier responded immediately.

"I see."

Whenever there is such a situation where magic or the like is involved, Abel usually comes forward to negotiate.

All DeWitt and Clemont had to do was follow him and look impressive.

Abel chatted with the person in charge of the front desk for a long time using professional terms that DeWitt and Clemont did not understand, and finally came to an agreement about the scouts taking the teleportation array.

"Ten gold coins." The person in charge counted the numbers and said.

Everyone can understand this sentence, but Clemont's reaction in this regard is as outstanding as ever: "What?!"

The person in charge was lying on his desk, head lowered. He ignored Clemont's reaction.

Clemont's face became bitter, and he suggested to the two people around him: "Otherwise, we should go up the mountain. If we ask for ten more gold coins here, we will really have nothing."

"It doesn't matter." Abel shook his head and said helplessly: "Aren't we together? If we just go back to the edge of the island, we still have enough money."

Clemont looked at DeWitt and Abel and compromised: "Okay. I will abide by your decision."

There seemed to be a lot of people using the teleportation array recently, and the scouts waited in line until three in the afternoon before they got their turn.

The soldiers spent their nap time in the hall.

"Please each of you stand at the fixed point marked in the formation." A middle-aged man wearing a mage's robe commanded.

After seeing that everyone was ready, the middle-aged man poured his spiritual power into the pillar in front of the magic circle.

"Bang!"

An orange light obscured each soldier's vision.

In the next moment, the reconnaissance team arrived at the top of the mountain. All that surrounded them was green grass covered with fallen snow.

"How did we get up here?" a soldier asked in disbelief. As he spoke, he touched his hands to confirm that he was still intact.

"There is such a magic." Even the elven soldiers exclaimed.

"Everyone, follow me." Abel directed the people behind him.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a teleportation array will appear again where they appeared to take them back.

"There are less than seven hours left. Can we find clues to the disappearance of the dwarfs?" DeWitt worried.

"No matter how fast we speed up, it will still take two hours from here to the territory of the dwarfs." Abel responded.

Now everyone only thinks about one thing, and that is to move forward!

The soldiers, led by Abel, circled the mountain road. Finally arrived at an inconspicuous cave entrance.

Abel stopped and pushed aside the grass near the entrance of the cave.

Found a passage that only one person can pass through.

"Do you want to go in here?" Clement asked.

"Well, the dwarf craftsman's new home is here." Abel said.

Devitt looked at the Calradian soldiers and said, "Can the soldiers' luggage and armors have no choice but to be left here?"

"Yes. Otherwise, it should be impossible to pass through this cave." Abel nodded, instructing the Elf soldiers to put down the luggage on their shoulders: "Just cover these luggage with the grass at the entrance of the cave to avoid being stained by snow. wet."

"Yes." After some hesitation, DeWitt also asked the soldiers of Calradia to take off their armor and put down their weapons.

He was originally worried that if they couldn't go back the way they came, they might not be able to take these things away.

But seeing Abel's confident look, DeWitt dispelled his doubts.

Everyone followed Abel and squeezed into the corridor built by the dwarf tribe.

"Are the dwarf craftsmen so worried about others disturbing them?" A soldier said: "They built such a secluded place as a new residence."

"I heard that the temperament of the dwarf tribe is like this. They are very reclusive." A soldier replied.

"But it's too difficult to get in and out. We are here to rescue them." A soldier said: "Why is the dust in this corridor so thick? How long has it been since no one came here?"

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