Lord of the Oasis

The next morning, the soldiers of the reconnaissance team got up early. After washing and tidying up, they gathered together in the lobby of the hotel.

"Captain DeWitt." Clemont directed everyone to get breakfast. He walked up to the second floor and came to the door of DeWitt's room and knocked on the door.

"Click." DeWitt opened the door.

"Captain DeWitt, has there been any news from the Dwarf Guild?" Clement asked curiously as he walked into the door and saw that the round table in the room was covered with paper manuscripts.

"Yes. It was delivered at dawn this morning. The waiter downstairs sent it directly to my room after receiving it." DeWitt rubbed his eyes and said.

DeWitt must have been the first to get up among the reconnaissance soldiers this morning. After being awakened by the waiter's knock on the door, he has been focusing on reading the information until now.

"Captain, you have read all these documents." Clemont picked up a stack of documents and flipped through a few pages. He asked DeWitt who was wiping his face with a wet towel.

"Well. I've almost finished reading it. You can take these information and put them at your place. If you have time, you can also read it." DeWitt suggested to Clemont as he wrung out the towel: "The information provided by the dwarf hunter It’s so detailed. It’s a pity that we only have information about trolls, snake women and dragons.”

"Okay." Clemont nodded, neatly stacked the papers on the table, and put them in his arms: "If it can help our mission, that's enough."

"Yes." DeWitt said reassuringly, "The information provided by the dwarf should have this weight."

"The soldiers are all in the restaurant now. Let's hurry over and join them." Clemont nodded and said.

"Yeah," DeWitt responded.

After the two tidied up, they walked out of the room and went to the dining hall to have breakfast with other soldiers.

"We are leaving the dwarf town today." A soldier tore off a piece of soft bread and said depressedly to the soldiers at the same table.

"We are here to perform a mission, not to play. How long do you want to stay here?" A soldier next to him picked up a piece of bacon with a fork and put it in his mouth, facing the soldier just now Lesson said.

"Captain Abel, where will we go after we leave the city?" A soldier sitting next to Abel at another dining table asked.

"The plain where the dwarf town is located is quite large. It is estimated that we will need to walk for three or four days to get out from here." Abel replied.

"Then will we encounter a character as difficult as the tree man next?" Another soldier asked anxiously.

"It probably won't happen in the short term. After all, most of the forces located on this plain have a cooperative relationship with the dwarves. Although we seem a bit unfamiliar, being able to freely enter and exit the dwarf towns can be regarded as being recognized by the forces on the plains. . Other races should not take the initiative to come to us for trouble, as long as they avoid their territory and move forward." After thinking for a while, Abel explained in detail.

Breakfast was over within half an hour. Everyone packed up their belongings and started to march towards the city gate.

Among the fifty-man team, Abel was responsible for walking at the front as the leader, while DeWitt and Clement were at the end of the team, responsible for holding down the formation. Dozens of people moved collectively, which was quite eye-catching when walking down the street.

But most pedestrians passing by would not pay attention to them. Living in such a complex town, such an ordinary movement would not attract everyone to watch.

The dwarf soldiers at the city gate were also very lax in their inspection. After carefully comparing everyone's faces with several tattered portraits of wanted criminals posted on the city wall. He waved his hand and let them go.

After gradually moving away from the bustling town, the scenery in front of the reconnaissance team turned into a plain covered with weeds.

It seemed like it had just rained last night, and the knee-high weeds were soaked wet, and the ground under my boots became soft.

The soldiers, led by Abel,

Pushing aside the weeds, we moved forward slowly.

Until noon, the sun shines condescendingly on this land.

After the rain in the grass absorbed the sunlight, the steaming heat blurred the sight of the soldiers, which was really uncomfortable.

However, this effect is limited to human soldiers.

The elven warriors are completely unaffected by such natural forces because of their elemental physiques. Compared to the Calradian soldiers, their steps are much lighter.

General Abel, who judged his direction based on the map and the direction of the sun, did not notice the situation of the soldiers behind him at all. Until Devitt stepped forward and suggested a ten-minute rest, Abel looked at the ugly expressions of the Calradian soldiers. The look on his face suddenly occurred to him.

When setting off again, Abel offered to let the Elf soldiers exchange places with the Calradian soldiers. Let the Elf soldiers follow you in front, while the Calradian soldiers follow behind the Elf soldiers.

Everyone looked confused, but still stood in formation as Abel said.

When setting off again, the Calradian soldiers immediately noticed where the elven soldiers had walked: the moisture had completely disappeared. The air quality also becomes drier.

There was a burst of discussion among the Calradian soldiers.

Clemont stepped forward and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"It's strange, following the elf soldiers. I feel that all the moisture on my body has disappeared. My whole person has become much refreshed." A soldier turned around and replied.

DeWitt and Clemont had been walking at the end of the team and had never experienced the situation of Calradian soldiers. Now after a reminder from the soldier, I realized that the soldiers' physical strength was indeed consumed very quickly.

"Is it because they are casting some spell?" A soldier was still surprised by this situation.

"No, I think it should be a physical problem." Another soldier replied: "Aren't the elves the most closely connected with the natural world? Wherever they are, the surrounding natural elements will be balanced."

After listening to such a conversation, DeWitt walked to Abel in the front row and asked: "General Abel, what was the reason for your change of position just now?"

"The Calradian soldiers are very physically capable, but they are still not very adaptable to such an environment. In order not to waste excess energy, I thought that the elves' strengths might be able to help a little bit." Abel heard from DeWitt. asked, looked back at the queue of Calradian soldiers, and answered sincerely.

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