Lord of the Oasis

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

The soldiers lying on the ground trembled and cried out in pain.

Clemont looked at the bodies of the two soldiers who fell to the ground in disbelief: after they set off from the Elf Kingdom, they had been troubled by the tree people and attacked by the black elf wanderers. But there were no casualties. DeWitt was so seriously injured before that he walked to death and was saved.

And without anyone paying attention, the two soldiers died in an accident in an ordinary way.

In the face of the withering of life, Clemont took a deep breath, feeling that his heart was already cold.

The Calradian soldiers and elf soldiers in the camp also gathered at the entrance of the camp. After understanding the current situation, they all had solemn expressions on their faces.

"Soldiers are not allowed to leave the military camp without permission. This is the first day the team was formed, so I told you." DeWitt wiped away his tears and gritted his teeth at the group of soldiers who made the mistake.

"We were wrong, Captain DeWitt." The soldiers all knelt on the ground and confessed to DeWitt.

"I won't punish you this time. Bury your comrades well. Remember to take their ashes and luggage with you tomorrow. No matter what, take what they left behind back to Dehrim . If you want to apologize, leave it until then." DeWitt said coldly.

Abel walked up to all the soldiers and said: "Please see clearly where you are now. This world is inherently cruel. Next time there are soldiers who make such mistakes, I hope you can take off your clothes consciously." Armor, leave this team."

Clemont's eyes became cold, and after glancing at the soldier who admitted his mistake, he left the place.

After the three leaders left, the soldiers swarmed around the soldiers returning from the creek.

That night, the soldiers lit a fire near the military camp and cremated the two dead soldiers.

DeWitt and others were not present. The funeral ceremony didn't end until late at night.

Many soldiers shed tears of heartache.

Early the next morning, the forty-eight-person scout team set out early in a sad atmosphere.

The soldiers who were in the same team as the fallen soldiers had white scarves tied around their arms.

They walked forward in silence for an hour. The group finally reached the end of the transition zone.

You can get a general view of the valley.

A fast river flows through the valley. Today the scouts will follow the direction of the river and cross the valley.

The valley is green, and even in autumn, the plants along the roadside are still growing and flourishing.

Everyone stopped and waited for the leader to make the next arrangement.

"General Abel, what's next?" The soldier walking behind Abel stepped forward and asked.

Abel always held a map in his hand. After checking the surrounding terrain, he looked at the map and compared it and said: "Although we are walking along the flow of the stream, we should still move forward under the cover of the jungle. This will be more convenient." Be more hidden.”

After saying this, Abel directed everyone to walk towards the area covered by trees.

"Will the troll suddenly appear?" a soldier said worriedly.

"Generally speaking, no. Most of the places they choose to live are several hundred meters higher than where we are now. I just don't know how far their range of activities will expand during the day. In general, add more It's better to be vigilant." Abel explained to the soldiers while looking at the surroundings.

"Okay then." The soldier swallowed nervously and replied.

The soldiers following Abel slowed down their steps and marched cautiously among the mountains.

The air in the forest is quite good. The Calradian soldiers bent down and sneaked until noon, and no one was breathing heavily. The elves were even more at home here, following Abel happily.

Clemont was walking at the end of the team and noticed that Devitt's face next to him was not good-looking.

He asked worriedly: "Captain DeWitt,

Are you feeling unwell?

"It's okay, I just didn't sleep well last night." DeWitt shook his head and replied, his face still a little pale.

"Is it because of the two soldiers?" Clement asked, his eyes dimming.

"...Yes." DeWitt smiled reluctantly and continued: "I am thinking, if I work more carefully. I am curious to know the reason why no one cares about that creek. Maybe the two The soldiers will not die."

"However, that situation may also turn into you dying in their place." Clemont said calmly: "Isn't there no difference in that?"

"Is this so..." DeWitt closed his eyes slightly and sighed.

"Life or death is not decided by us alone. I only understood this truth yesterday." Clemont sighed and said: "Captain DeWitt, I hope you can be less burdened."

DeWitt bit his lower lip and did not respond.

"It seems we really don't have to meet the trolls today." A soldier said happily.

It is now afternoon, and everyone has already seen the end of this mountain road.

"After walking the distance ahead, we will be able to get out of the jungle troll's territory." Abel also said happily.

"Great!" the soldiers cheered in low voices.

Everyone secretly encouraged themselves and sped up. Try to get out of here faster.

At this time, two jungle trolls weighing about two hundred pounds were standing on the mountainside looking at them.

The skin of the jungle troll is purple, with fine hairs growing on the surface of the skin.

The two men have pretty good figures, with narrow waists and wide shoulders, and the bulging muscles between their arms exude an eye-catching sheen.

"Lord Wo'jin, do you really want to let them go?" A troll asked another troll in front of him.

"Yeah. Are you interested in them?" Wojin raised his eyes and asked.

"No, no, I have lived on this island for a long time. I have long lost the habit of cannibalism." The troll replied: "It's just that we have never..."

"I heard that this group of people came to investigate the reason why the dwarfs who originally lived near the volcano disappeared." Wojin retracted his gaze from the scouts and the group, interrupted another troll, and said, "It's just an excuse. It's just a road. Just give me some face and let them pass by."

"Yes." The troll replied respectfully: "These people should be lucky that they have met the time when your Excellency came to the island to investigate."

"Dulong, I have always left the affairs of this island to you. It's really hard on you." Wojin did not continue to discuss the matter of the scouts and his group, and patted the troll on the shoulder to express his condolences. road.

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