Lord of the Oasis

DeWitt held the cold key in his hand and said silently: "Jenny...who is it?"

Without rushing to return the key, DeWitt remembered what Austin said: On the deck at night, there are always the sounds of someone's footsteps frequently appearing.

So he sat quietly on his bed late into the night, sorting out his thoughts in his mind while waiting.

"Ha-" DeWitt yawned, unable to hold back his tiredness. After all, he has been adhering to the habit of going to bed early these past few days.

"It's almost time now." DeWitt muttered in his mouth, then opened the hatch and walked out.

Walking along the corridor of the ship, DeWitt did see several elven soldiers gathering in a corner on the deck.

"Hey! You guys!" DeWitt shouted to the group of people: "What are you doing gathering here at this late hour?"

"Captain De...De Wit." An Elf soldier greeted awkwardly: "We are standing here on duty."

"On duty?" DeWitt asked with a frown.

"Captain DeWitt, why aren't you sleeping yet?" an elf soldier asked.

"Oh, I forgot to return the key. Do you know Jenny? He lent the key to Clemont in the evening, and he should still be working the night shift now. Have you seen him before?" DeWitt picked up the key. asked, holding the key in his hand.

Several elf soldiers looked at each other, paused for a while, and responded: "Jenny...Jenny, he has a stomachache and is squatting on the toilet now. Captain Dewitt, please give us the key until he comes back." , we will help you return it.”

Hearing this, DeWitt had already noticed something strange about these soldiers. He mentioned the prohibition and replied: "No, I think it would be better for me to wait until he comes back and hand it over to him personally."

After hearing this, the expressions on the faces of the elf soldiers became ugly. Everyone stood close together and discussed countermeasures in low voices.

DeWitt stared at them for a while, then turned around and headed to the management cabin.

"Help!" At this time, a cry from the sea made DeWitt tighten his heartstrings.

DeWitt immediately lay down on the railing and looked into the dark sea: he found a uniformed figure rising and falling with the waves beside the boat. Giving the elven soldier a hard look, Devitt sounded the alarm on the deck.

The entire ship went into a state of forbidding.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Clemont was awakened by the siren, got up and shouted.

DeWitt began to look for help to help him rescue Jenny ashore. But to his despair: all the crew members he turned to for help were indifferent.

"Isn't this your crew?" DeWitt yelled in surprise.

"It doesn't matter how much money a person has. Since someone is paying us to shut up, we just need to keep quiet." The captain responded calmly.

DeWitt returned to the deck, where Calradian soldiers and elven soldiers were standing on both sides of the deck. Raphael leaned against the fence, his windbreaker bulging in the cold sea breeze. But his expression was calm.

"It seems that we are not prepared enough for this operation." Raphael said coolly.

Several elven soldiers who had previously exposed their identities in front of DeWitt knelt in front of Raphael.

"Boss, we were wrong." The elf soldier apologized.

Raphael glanced at them and said, "When tonight is over, I will settle the accounts with you."

"Raphael." DeWitt clenched his fists, walked to the array of elven soldiers, and shouted angrily.

"What's wrong with you?" Raphael asked.

"Why do you have to go to this point?" DeWitt asked: "You think, what is there in us that is worthy of your efforts? Even sacrificing the lives of innocent people?"

"There is no reason." Raphael shook his head and said, "It's just that if someone wants you to die, you have to die."

Clemont's eyes widened and he said, "So you were sent by the people on the island? You actually turned to the forces of the dark side!"

“When your own country won’t lend a hand to help you.

Naturally, you should hold on tightly to the forces that can give you reliance. "Raphael responded.

"I should have known a long time ago that you were lying when you said that reinforcements would help you repel the homeless people on the island." Clemont pointed at the elf soldiers and said.

"We have been preparing for long enough to let you pass away quietly." Raphael sighed and said: "It's just tonight that you kicked off this event in advance. Aren't you worried about your men? Will the soldiers resent you? Because of your recklessness, they lost a day to live."

The provocative words from Raphael's mouth caused many Calradian soldiers to take out their weapons and step forward.

"You should be lucky that I broke through your conspiracy." DeWitt stopped his soldiers and responded: "Now, you can't rely on attacks, how else can you confront us head-on?"

"In a physical duel, we are naturally no match for you. And we didn't expect this from the beginning." Raphael said calmly: "Speaking of which, haven't you noticed that the ship has been changed? Are you heading in the right direction?"

DeWitt cast his gaze toward the captain's cabin and found that there was no one inside.

"All the crew members on this ship have escaped!" Clement reported in a low voice.

During the confrontation between the two parties, the bribed crew member had already slipped out.

"Get ready to go." Raphael ordered his soldiers.

"Yes." The elf soldier responded.

"Bang!" "Bang!" The pre-planted bomb exploded under remote control command, and half of the ship was engulfed in flames.

The engine stopped running and seawater continued to pour into the cabin. Most of the hull has collapsed.

The elven soldiers followed the rope and jumped into the lifeboats that had been prepared during the conversation.

Raphael was the last one, taking off his cloak and returning to the air. Said to the Calradian soldiers on the ship: "Good luck!"

"Asshole!" DeWitt roared. Then he rushed to the location where the elven soldiers were previously. However, the elven soldiers did not leave them any chance. The ropes used to climb the ship had been cut and thrown into the sea.

The fire gradually spread to the deck, and now the Calradian soldiers were facing a dead end.

DeWitt knelt down on the edge of the deck dejectedly, with tears of reluctance in his eyes.

Clemont stepped forward, shook his body, and shouted: "DeWitt! The soldiers are still waiting for your order! You can't just fall down like this!"

DeWitt opened his eyes and looked at the soldiers standing neatly in a row.

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