Lord of the Oasis

“Welcome, welcome, warm welcome.”

Looking in the direction of Clemont's finger, DeWitt saw several elves in rags holding banners, jumping and shouting enthusiastically.

DeWitt hesitantly summoned Captain Abel and asked, "Captain Abel, are the elves standing there sent by the site to pick us up?"

"Huh?" Abel's eyes seemed to be a little shaken after seeing the clothes of several people.

The three of them frowned and walked up to the elven welcoming team.

"Raphael?" After the distance was shortened, Abel finally recognized the face of the person he knew well and shouted.

The elf named Raphael turned around and met Abel's eyes. He grinned in surprise and said: "Abel! Are you leading the elf team this time?!"

After confirming his identity, facing Raphael's surprised expression, Abel was full of doubts and didn't know where to start asking.

DeWitt and Clemont on the side were also silent.

Although the elves are lazy, generally speaking, they still care very much about their appearance.

At least DeWitt and Clemont had never seen such raggedly dressed and dark-faced elves in the main elf city.

"What's wrong with you?" Abel finally asked.

"Let's talk about this when we get back to the residence at the site." Raphael responded.

Abel nodded in understanding.

"Hello, my name is Raphael. I am the leading representative of the station responsible for handling you this time." Raphael formally introduced to DeWitt and Clemont.

"Hello, I am the leader of the Calradian soldiers this time - DeWitt."

"Hello, I am DeWitt's assistant - Clemont."

"Nice to meet you. Prepare to take the soldiers up the mountain with me. It's getting late now." Raphael said.

"Okay." After Dewitt agreed, he led the entire team of soldiers to Raphael.

The group left the harbor and set out for the nearest mountain.

The marching team followed the elf who led the way and climbed the mountain for about an hour.

Abel grabbed the branch and climbed up: "Is there no road to walk on this mountain? Is this the only way we can climb up?"

"There is a way." Raphael replied. He seemed to be familiar with walking this route and was not out of breath like the others.

"Then why don't you walk?" DeWitt finally found a place to lean on and asked after taking a breath.

"The road is in the front mountain, which is the territory of the tree people. You can't walk on it." Raphael explained.

"I've never heard of it: occupying territory can also divide mountain roads into it." Clemont said breathlessly.

"On this island, it's like this. A road, a drop of water, a fruit. They are all labeled with which family they belong to." Raphael sighed.

"It's really scary," DeWitt couldn't help but say.

"Not only that, the forces on the island will also fight each other and compete for each other's resources." Raphael continued: "The outpost we built at the foot of the mountain was also occupied by the orc army."

"I didn't expect the situation on the island to be so bad," Clement said.

"Is there any hope of getting the captured outpost back?" Abel asked.

"Impossible, there are hundreds of orcs entrenched on the island. We are no match for them." Raphael shook his head and continued to move forward: "Fortunately, the residence we built on the mountain is still there. We haven’t been discovered. There’s no need to worry about food, etc. The current situation isn’t too bad. As long as you complete your mission, the forces here won’t do anything to us.”

Abel sighed and said nothing more, but followed closely behind Raphael.

An hour later, everyone finally arrived at their residence on the mountainside.

"I didn't expect this place to be quite big." DeWitt sighed as he looked at the wooden building in front of him.

“This building is designed to accommodate the number of people on duty.

The domestic craftsmen gained a lot of inspiration from the dwarf craftsmen and quickly built this building. "A site elf walked up to DeWitt and introduced.

"Excuse me, please just stay here for one night." Raphael called.

All the soldiers followed him into the building.

There are not many furnishings in the hall, and it is too empty considering its vast area.

The soldiers helped the site elves carry a long table out of the utility room.

"Today, let's have dinner in the hall." said the soldier at the site.

"Everyone, let's go check out the rooms upstairs. After dinner, we will allocate rooms to each other," DeWitt ordered.

The soldiers picked up their luggage and walked upstairs.

The room was cleaned fairly neatly.

Only the part of the window sill that got wet from the rain made the wood board moldy.

A soldier sat on the bed, stretched, and said: "I think this place is pretty good. It's much more relaxed than when we camped in the wild. I don't know why Lord Raphael feels like he owes us." Similar."

"It must have been bruised by other forces on the island. The outpost was also taken away. I feel guilty or something." The soldier sitting opposite him thought for a while and replied.

"Of course. The person who can be appointed as the site leader must also be a senior officer responsible for supervising hundreds of people in the army. Coming to this small island without knowing anything..." Leaning against the wall One of the soldiers on board said.

dinner time.

The site staff prepared a full table of sumptuous dishes.

The soldiers sitting at the table all stared at the dishes in front of them with joy.

The staff at the site were also in high spirits: before the arrival of the reconnaissance team, they ate dry food for every meal.

The reason is that cooking requires water, and there are no places with sufficient fresh water in the mountains.

Even though the elves' need for water is ten times smaller than that of humans. But still can't squeeze out the excess water from the gap between the teeth.

This meal used up one-fifth of the water stored by the elves in the site.

Soon it will be time to worry about water problems again.

However, when looking at the long-lost delicious food in front of them, no one will forget about the troubles in front of them.

"To everyone in the reconnaissance team." Raphael raised his glass.

"cheers!!"

The soldiers drank up the wine in their glasses with great enthusiasm.

"Generals, this is a toast to you. I hope you can bring good news from where you are performing your mission." Raphael walked to the table where Abel and the other three people were sitting, and raised his glass.

"Thank you, Raphael." Abel responded first.

"We will definitely complete the mission and then leave here with you." DeWitt said firmly.

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