Lord of the Oasis

"Yeah." Austin settled down and nodded.

After testing Gilbert's temperature and pulse, Biklen was ready to leave.

"Aren't you leaving?" Biklen asked Austinger, who was still staying by the bed.

"I... stayed and watched him." Austinger said hesitantly.

"Okay." Biklen didn't say anything to stop it, but nodded and said: "This tent only has one bed. If you want to make a bed here at night, remember to use extra layers of quilts or something like that."

"Thank you, then walk slowly." Austin bowed slightly and said goodbye.

"Also, remember to turn off the lights at night." Biklen gave the last word and walked out of the tent.

Biklen, who walked outside the tent, made a 'yes' gesture to the three DeWitts standing under the shadow of the tree.

DeWitt nodded in response.

Seeing Biklen walking away, Abel couldn't help but said: "I have been wondering just now why Captain DeWitt asked so many questions and then ended it. It turns out that it is because you have already Know your opponent is lying."

"The identity of this goblin is not simple." DeWitt said.

"Among the goblins, they should be at least reserve-level nobles." Clemont then added.

"Did you find it from the conversation?" Abel said with a smile: "Actually, I also noticed that this goblin named Gilbert showed disdain and contempt for his own race in his speech. He was not a person who was randomly exiled. There will be civilians."

"After all, he is a child, and the excuses he makes are full of holes." DeWitt recalled Gilbert's answer to his question "Why are you here?" I couldn't help but blurt it out.

"Would it be bad to keep our soldiers in the dark?" Abel worried.

"There is nothing we can do. In order to make Gilbert let down his guard, we can only pretend that everything is a matter of course. Austin's role is even more important." Clement said helplessly, and after the words fell, he could not help but frown. Wrinkle: To deceive his men and take advantage of their true feelings, Clemont himself despised such a plan.

DeWitt also sighed and said: "Tomorrow morning, Austin will take the initiative to find us and propose that Gilbert join the march."

Looking at the bright moon obscured by clouds, DeWitt's mood was just like the moonlight, half gloomy and half hopeful.

I hope I can find opportunities to make amends in the future.

After Biklen left, Austinger knelt down in front of Gilbert.

Before he could say anything, he unexpectedly heard Gilbert's words: "I'm so hungry."

"Huh?" Austinger looked up in surprise and blinked. Asked: "How many days have you not eaten?"

"About three days." Gilbert replied, keeping his hands on his abdomen.

"Three days?!" Austin's eyes widened. Without saying another word, he stood up and walked to the package of his luggage, rummaged through it, and said anxiously: "It seems that I only have wheat flour cakes left here."

Gilbert stared at his back, a little lost.

"Let's just put this in my stomach first." Austinger handed two pieces of wheat flour pancakes into Gilbert's hand and apologized: "I've eaten a lot recently, and I only have so much dry food left in my hand. ."

"Thank you," Gilbert said meekly.

"It's okay." Austinger took the kettle filled with water from the other side of the room. He poured water into his usual lunch box. When he saw Gilbert choking while eating, he handed the lunch box in front of him: "Eat slowly, there is still water here."

Under such careful care, Gilbert became embarrassed.

"It's obviously the first time we met..." Gilbert muttered in a low voice while drinking water.

"What?" Austinger turned around and asked.

"It's obviously the first time you and I have met today, why are you taking such good care of me?" Gilbert swallowed the water in his mouth and asked,

asked.

"Huh?" Austinger thought about what happened today. Indeed, he seemed to be very concerned about this alien homeless man who suddenly appeared. After thinking about it in his mind for a while, Austin replied with a smile: "Maybe you are just too ugly. I was quite ugly when I was a child. When I see people in the same situation as myself, I can always think of the past." Bitter history. I just want to take good care of you."

The reason is still tender when you listen carefully. It's just that this method of suppressing first and then promoting is really not worthy of praise.

Gilbert curled his lips and continued to eat the wheat pancake in his hand.

Austinger took out a quilt and laid it on the ground, smoothing it out.

"When you're done eating, just put the lunch box there. I'll clean it up, and you can rest quickly." Austinger warned as he made the bed.

"Okay. I'm done." Gilbert took the last bite of wheat flour pancake. Then he turned over and lay down on the bed. Make a good quilt for yourself.

After everything was ready, Austinger stood up. Maintaining a half-crouched position for a long time will still make people feel dizzy during the battle flag.

After finally regaining his balance, Austinger turned his head and looked at Gilbert behind him. Now Gilbert has fallen into a deep sleep. Perhaps to meet the body's food needs, the breathing amplitude is much larger than what I saw this morning.

"I fell asleep so quickly..." Austinger muttered silently. After stretching beside the candlestick, Austinger also felt tired.

"Huh--" Austinger put out the candle, and the room became dark. He could only fumble back to his bed.

But Austin was used to such occasions. In the tent shared by the soldiers, the lights would be turned off around ten o'clock every night. Every time I work a night shift, I have to fumble my way forward in the dark when I go back. Or use the snoring of a sleeping person to determine your position.

Austinger lay on the paved floor, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

Early the next morning, Gilbert woke up smelling the aroma of porridge coming from outside the door. When he stumbled out of bed, he kicked Austin's thigh.

"Ah!" With a scream, Austin had to wake up from his dream.

In the dream he had last night, Austinger dreamed that Gilbert had transformed from his original self into a cute and lovable child. Wherever he goes, he will be welcomed by everyone, and he will always follow him, look at him proudly, and walk with him.

Dreams are beautiful, but reality is always grim. This was the reality Austinger felt after waking up early in the morning and looking at Gilbert's face.

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