Lord of the Oasis

The tree man's expression hardened, he jumped away from where he was and took a few steps behind him.

After seeing the flames coming from the fire elves, Devitt immediately commanded the Calradian soldiers to retreat.

In fact, he had never seen flames of this color.

I just felt the high temperature that seemed to melt the air in the distance.

"What a guy." The tree man said with his head lowered.

"Let us go, or you will burn down the entire mountain forest!" A fire mage demanded loudly.

"Okay. I'll just let you go." The tree man nodded slightly and said, "But before that, let me try the power of your flames!"

A wooden pile weighing a hundred kilograms appeared in front of the fire elf and others. The top of the wooden stake hit the forehead of the leading mage.

"Be careful!" someone exclaimed.

When everyone thought that the fire elf had no choice but to take this heavy blow.

Then the mage gently placed his hand on the annual rings of the tree stump: "Wow!" - the wooden stump was burned into carbon powder in an instant.

"Try this!" The five fire elves charged forward and threw the fireballs in their hands at the tree man standing there.

The tree man made a grasping gesture with the palm of his right hand, and the fallen leaves on the ground rolled up one after another, gathering into a large floating ball in front of the tree man, blocking the joint attack of several mages.

Fallen leaves also turned into fly ash.

"Okay. Let's go." The tree man wiped away the ashes that fell on himself and said nonchalantly to DeWitt and his group.

After Abel signaled several fire elves to retreat, he walked up to the tree people and said: "We are just passing by the border of your tree people territory. Since you have said let us go, then keep your promise and stop playing tricks. The trick is making things difficult for us.”

"Yeah." The tree man smiled, ignored the others, and walked deeper into the woods.

Clemont stared at the tree man's leaving figure, walked to Abel's side warily, and suggested: "Let's set off immediately. It will be bad if their people come to find them later."

"Go!" Abel ordered to the soldiers behind him.

The group no longer hid and chose to sprint down the mountain as quickly as possible.

An hour later, everyone walked out of the tree man's territory. Exhausted, he fell to rest at the foot of the mountain.

"After resting for ten minutes, hurry up and get on your way. Try to get to the dwarf territory before dark." Clemont preached to the soldiers.

The dwarves are one of the few races on the island that are willing to leave room for communication with wanderers or other races. Before DeWitt and his party arrived at the island, Raphael personally approached the dwarves to negotiate: I hope they would not embarrass the passing reconnaissance team.

Dwarf wanderers interact with almost every race on the island. In the dwarf towns, you can buy any news on the island with money. The more secretive the message, the higher the price.

When seeing him off in the early morning, Raphael suggested to DeWitt: If you want to know the racial characteristics of the snake girl and so on, you can ask the dwarf intelligence officer.

"What's the difference between dwarves and dwarfs?" A soldier asked in a low voice to the companions around him among the team that was hurrying on the plain.

"I heard that their personalities and life characteristics are similar to humans. There are good people and bad people. The world within the race is similar to human society." Another soldier replied.

"The character of the dwarfs tend to avoid the world. And I heard that the hands of the dwarfs are fed by God, which is quite different from humans." A soldier added.

Everyone walked across half of the plain while chatting. As the sun set: the fifty-person reconnaissance team finally arrived at the dwarf town.

There were dwarf soldiers guarding the entrance to the town, after checking their identities. He let them in without saying anything.

“It feels so easy to enter the city,” said a soldier.

Walking to the commercial street leading to the main city, the crowds on the street were not what the soldiers had imagined: they were all dwarves who were less than half the height of a human being.

But people of all races are involved.

"The main city of the dwarves must be the trading center of the island." Clemont couldn't help but said as he looked at the foreign vagrants passing by him.

"Listen to Raphael: Because the dwarves have developed the service industry in the main city very well. So almost no one dares to cause trouble in the main city." Abel said. After walking in the wilderness for a whole day, we came to the bustling commercial street. The whole person couldn't help but become more excited.

"It's better not to stare at the people on the street." DeWitt shook the two of them by the shoulders: "Everyone here is good, but if you step out of the city gate, you will be troubled."

"Well." Clemont withdrew his gaze and said to DeWitt: "Let's find a hotel to stay in quickly. There is a lot of traffic here, and there may be no room for us at night. "

"Clermont is right," Abel agreed.

"I think we should find a hotel on this street to stay. After all, it is close to the city center. It is also convenient to go to the Chamber of Commerce for information after dinner." DeWitt thought for a while and then discussed.

The remaining two people listened to his words and nodded in agreement.

Next, the three men began to lead the soldiers from store to store looking for spare rooms for accommodation.

Finally, I found seven or eight empty rooms in a hotel called Zhihua Pavilion that could accommodate fifty people.

DeWitt leaned on the counter and wrote: "Finally found it."

"Eight standard rooms, eighty silver coins." A dwarf stepped on a high stool, made a few calculations, and said to Clemont, who was leaning on the counter.

"Ten silver coins for a night in an empty room?! Are you kidding me?" Clemont said in surprise.

The dwarf in charge of settling the accounts curled his lips and looked directly out the door without intending to say anything.

Clemont became angry at this silent ridicule. He took Devitt's arm and said, "Captain Devitt, this place is really deceiving. Let's go look elsewhere."

Ten silver coins were equivalent to one month's reward for a high-ranking officer in Dehrim.

I can only stay here for one night, so it's not worth it.

"Forget it." DeWitt shook his head and said, "It's getting dark now. I probably won't be able to find any spare rooms anywhere else. The most important thing is to let the soldiers rest well."

After listening to DeWitt's words, Clemont could only take out dozens of silver coins from his arms and count them to the dwarf who was in charge of accounting at the counter.

"Go up to the second floor." The dwarf who received the money handed a series of keys into Clemont's hands.

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