Lord of the Oasis

After entering the theater, Abel handed the ticket in his hand to the ticket taker.

The ticket inspector's expression changed after seeing the face of the ticket. He summoned a subordinate with his hand to take over his job, and he led Abel and the two of them into the courtyard, bowed and said, "You two, please follow me."

Abel and the soldier next to him looked at each other, and both of them felt that the ticket checker's behavior was a bit strange.

But he followed the ticket collector without saying a word.

When passing in front of the stage, the elf soldier couldn't help but whisper to Abel: "Boss, where does this man want to take us?"

"I don't know." Abel thought for a while, and finally understood the man's motives, and responded: "However, since the old dwarf recommended us to come here, he certainly has his intentions."

"Ah? It turns out the old dwarf didn't ask us to come here to watch the show," the elf soldier said in surprise. But halfway through, he was cut off.

"You two, we're here." The ticket inspector walked to a secret door, opened the mechanism, and said to the two of them.

Abel looked up at the ticket collector, nodded, and walked towards the door. The elf soldier hesitated for a while and then followed in.

The space inside the secret door is a venue that can accommodate hundreds or thousands of people. At this time, only the lighting of the speaker's seat in the center of the venue is turned on. The auditorium was packed with people.

Upon seeing this, Abel and the elf soldiers found an empty seat in the back row and sat down, waiting for the opening ceremony.

"It's so big." The elf soldier exclaimed: "How come there are always such secret rooms on this island? The Centaurs we met a few months ago also had one like this."

"The centaurs use formations, and this is just an ordinary darkroom. How can the two be generalized?" Abel shook his head and said: "The existence of such a thing can only show that the message these people want to convey , I don’t want to be monitored by mixed people.”

"That's it." The elf soldier nodded.

"Since we are on the opposite side of the people who are following us, this group of people should also represent some of the overt forces that have risen." Abel looked around and said, "I didn't expect that the confrontation on the island has developed to this level. situation."

After the two entered the venue, they started talking in Elvish. Although the people around heard the discussion between the two people, they had no way of knowing the content of the conversation.

However, someone still recognized the identities of these two people.

A siren turned to the two people sitting behind him and said with a smile: "You are elves, right? I have been listening to you talking in elvish language just now."

"Can you understand what we are saying?" Abel frowned. In his eyes, it was very impolite to eavesdrop on other people's conversations.

"No, it's just that your voices spread slightly to the front." Siren patiently explained: "I have traveled to the Elf Kingdom before, and I heard that your pronunciation is somewhat similar, so I was a little curious."

"That's it. Sorry, we will turn down the volume." Abel softened his tone and responded.

"It's okay." The Siren still kept his smile, and after leaving a few words, he turned back.

Abel and the elf soldier looked at each other and shrugged.

Kant and others had been at sea for seven days. In three days, they will arrive at the island.

Because it was the first time for the soldiers on the ship to take a ship, many of them were already suffering from physical discomfort.

"The climate in the desert is relatively dry, especially in Durandal. The soldiers must be very unaccustomed to going to sea." Bandak stood on the deck and said to Kant.

"It's time to train the soldiers' water skills." Kant said.

"After all this trouble, they should be used to the climate at sea." Bandak said.

"Is this your first time taking a boat ride?" Kant asked, "Isn't there anything you're not used to?"

"By the way, it's strange. I didn't have any strong reaction. Maybe it was because I went to the beach with the soldiers when I was in Cumberland."

"Haha," Kant glanced at him with a smile and said, "Playing at the beach and riding on a boat are two different things. In the final analysis, your physical fitness is too good. It would be great if other soldiers could be as demanding of themselves as you are. .”

"This" Bandak scratched his head and also laughed.

"I arranged for you to send a letter to the Elf Kingdom. How did you do?" Kant returned to business.

"It was given to the messenger before the ship set off. It is estimated that the Elf King has received it a few days ago." Bandak replied. "Yes." Kant nodded and responded: "What did you write in the letter?"

"Ah, I forgot to give it to His Majesty Kant for you to review. It's really a dereliction of duty." Bandak slapped his forehead and responded: "In the letter, I only wrote about our trip to the island and the introduction of Raphael. Current situation."

"It's okay. I leave this matter to you, so you don't need to leave it to me for verification." Kant waved his hand and said, "What's going on with Raphael? By the way, I haven't seen him much on this ship. "

"Yeah." Bandak responded: "Raphael doesn't go out much, and I send my soldiers to deliver meals to his room."

"What was he doing in the room? Have you heard your soldiers mention it?" Kant asked with raised eyebrows.

"Every time the soldiers went to deliver meals, Raphael would lie on the bed and look out the window. He didn't move much." Bandak thought about it for a while and replied, "But some crew members reported to us that Raphael often Appearing on deck at night, it seemed, was the only time he would come out of his room to relax."

"That's it." Kant nodded.

"Raphael's condition" Bandak worried.

"Don't worry, although I don't know what he is thinking. But his state should not affect him from doing some extreme things." Kant shook his head and said.

"Yeah." Bandak lowered his head and replied.

"We are going ashore soon. I have to find an opportunity to communicate with him." Kant thought for a while and continued: "We have to make sure that he will be on our side in the future."

"Perhaps only you, Your Majesty, can do such a thing."

After dinner, Kant leaned against the mast on the deck, watching the sunset on the sea while waiting for Raphael to appear.

After hearing the hasty footsteps behind him, Kant stopped Raphael from leaving. : "Raphael, let's talk."

Raphael timidly walked up to Kant and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Sit down first." Kant pointed to the chair beside him.

Raphael pursed his lips, walked to the chair designated by Kant and sat down. The whole person looked very reserved.