Lord of the Oasis

“Indeed.” Claremont looked at the dark sky and agreed.

The three people’s expressions became a little complicated.

“Why don’t I bring some people over to take a look?” Abel suggested after a moment of silence.

“Yes.” Devitt nodded and agreed.

After making his decision, Abel called a few people to follow him to the location of the creek.

Devitt and Claremont stayed in the military camp and waited for the news they brought back.

Half an hour later, Abel and the others returned to the military camp.

“How was it?” Claremont quickly walked forward and asked.

“We carefully looked at the movements around the creek. Other than the footprints left by Devitt and his men, we didn’t find anyone who came,” Abel reported.

“I see.” Hearing this, Devitt’s originally worried heart temporarily calmed down.

“In that case, let’s stay here for a night. We’ll set off early tomorrow.” Claremont thought for a moment, then looked at Devitt and Abel and suggested.

Devitt and Abel nodded in agreement.

“However, we still need to strengthen our defenses tonight,” Devitt instructed.

By the time Abel brought his men to scout the area, the camping tents had already been set up.

However, today, Devitt gave an order to the soldiers, “Do not use fire to cook dinner.”

Therefore, when it was time for dinner, everyone sat around in the open space of the camp and began to eat their dry rations.

“Sigh, I miss having dinner at the military restaurant.” Austin took a bite of wheat bread and sighed.

“Me too,” a soldier echoed.

Everyone discussed the food in the military restaurant. When they talked about their favorite dishes, they couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.

Devitt, who was sitting a little further away from the soldiers, said with a laugh, “Everyone is still chatting with each other.”

“Yes, our soldiers have learned to find comfort from their memories,” Abel continued.

“There are still many days ahead. I hope they are mentally prepared,” Claremont replied.

The weather on the autumn plains was relatively cool.

However, this was only for healthy people. After eating dinner, Devitt was driven back to his tent by Claremont and the others to rest.

“The weather is getting colder and colder now.” After sending Devitt back to the camp, Claremont and Abel went for a walk outside the camp to digest their food. A gust of mountain wind blew the grass and shook it. Claremont also felt a chill and turned to say to Abel.

“It’s already November. The sky is turning dark very quickly.” Abel nodded and looked at the sky.

“It’s November. Ever since I boarded the ship, I haven’t counted the days.” Claremont sighed. “I didn’t expect it to be the end of the year.”

“It seems that we will be spending the new year on this island this year,” Claremont said.

“I brought enough winter cotton clothes,” Claremont said with a smile. He lifted his feet and walked toward the entrance of the military camp. “We should go back.”

“Yeah, but elves don’t have a clear feeling about the temperature,” Abel said, following Claremont’s footsteps.

“Huh? I’m so envious,” Claremont said in surprise. “What about fire elves? Don’t they feel different in the winter?”

“I’m not sure about that, but I don’t think I’m very sensitive to the temperature,” Abel thought for a while and shook his head.

“I didn’t ask you before. General Abel, what kind of physique do you belong to as an elven mage?” Claremont thought of something and asked, “I haven’t heard you mention it ever since we fought against the Black Elves.”

“Actually, my spells aren’t that powerful. Many elven soldiers in our team are more powerful than me. I was just chosen to be the captain because I was more focused on my physical strength.” Abel said in embarrassment, “If you want to say what kind of spell I belong to, it should be water-type.”

“A water element mage? It’s amazing that you can train your physical abilities at the same time,” Claremont praised.

The first time he met Abel, it could be said that he had overturned Claremont’s impression of the elves.

Due to their talent and other reasons, the elves gave other races the impression of an exquisite and lazy group of mages.

And a rough general like Abel was also a member of the elves, which really broke a prejudice.

The two continued to chat while walking back to the barracks.

When they reached the entrance of the barracks, Claremont and Abel saw Devitt walking out of the barracks in a panic and meeting them head-on.

“What’s wrong, Captain Devitt?” Abel asked anxiously.

“Two soldiers fainted,” Devitt answered. His shirt was full of wrinkles. It was obvious that he had just received news from the soldiers. He didn’t pay attention to his clothes and ran out.

“Where?” Claremont asked nervously.

“By the stream. I heard that they went there to drink freshwater, and found that the stream water was poisonous,” a soldier walked up and reported carefully.

“What?!” Claremont and Abel were surprised.

“Were they carried back?” Abel asked the soldier who rushed back to report.

“They should be on the way back.” Devitt strode in the direction of the stream.

“The two of us should go and take a look. Devitt, you’re wearing so little. Don’t go so far,” Claremont suggested as he sized up Devitt’s thin autumn clothes.

“It’s okay. My body isn’t that weak.”

Just as the two of them were arguing, they stood at the entrance of the barracks and looked over. Two fainted soldiers, supported by four soldiers, slowly walked toward the barracks.

“They’re back!” the soldier exclaimed.

Devitt and the other two also noticed the commotion and quickly walked toward the group of soldiers who had returned to the camp.

“Captain Devitt, Captain Claremont, Captain Abel. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” One of the hunchback soldiers had obviously just cried. His eyes were red as he knelt on the ground and apologized.

“Wait, don’t panic.” Devitt commanded, “Quickly call the medical team over!”

Abel walked forward and placed his palms near the hearts of the two fainted soldiers. A wave of spiritual energy seeped into his palms.

Immediately after, Abel’s face darkened. He stood up and said to Devitt, “No need. They have no signs of life.”

“Ah…” Devitt opened his mouth but could not say anything. Tears fell directly from his eyes.

Judging from Abel’s expression, what he said was indeed true.