Lord of the Oasis

"Oops. I forgot that Austin was still there." Abel noticed Austin's eyes and whispered in Clemont's ear.

"It's okay," Clemont replied. The three of them communicated with each other, ignored Austin's sight, and walked directly into the store door. Austinger was left standing alone and messy in the cold wind.

The next morning, DeWitt got up early. After washing, he stood in front of Abel and Clemont's bed and woke them up.

"You two, get up quickly. You have to set off today no matter what." DeWitt said.

"I know." Clemont stood up sleepily and sat on the edge of the bed.

At DeWitt's urging, Abel also woke up from his sleep, picked up his towel and went out to wash up.

About to embark on the return trip, DeWitt seemed happier than anyone else. Went to every guest room where the Calradian soldiers were and woke them up.

At seven o'clock in the morning, all the soldiers of the reconnaissance team gathered in the breakfast restaurant. Many people keep their eyes closed when eating bread.

Clemont stirred the polenta in the bowl a few times and found that he really had no appetite.

He asked DeWitt at the same table: "How to go back? Captain, have you figured it out? If you still need to study for a while, I have to go back and catch up on my sleep first."

DeWitt glanced at him, pointed to the map he had placed aside, and said, "Aren't you looking at it? You don't want to help, but you still want to leave?"

"Show me." DeWitt took one of the maps. Looked carefully.

Abel joined in silently, and the table became quiet again.

Until the soldiers packed their belongings and stood in front of them. The three captains finally figured out the way back.

As a result, when checking out, the boss told them that they could go west after leaving the city gate, walk to the inn in the western suburbs, and take a carriage to the coast. There would be a cruise ship passing by there every day, and they could go there when the cruise ship docked. , pay to board the ship. The boat will arrive near the island's harbor.

DeWitt and others were dumbfounded.

"Is this a black ship?" Clemont swallowed and said.

The boss immediately coughed twice and said: "How can we say it is a black ship? If people in our town want to leave the island, they will take the sea route."

"Really?" Abel frowned and said.

"Of course, it's not easy to see you guys traveling through mountains and rivers, so I'm telling you this. I won't tell anyone else." The boss shouted loudly: "You, you, you, what benefits do you think I can get from this? "

"...Okay. Thank you." Clemont thanked him.

After leaving the hotel, the reconnaissance team gathered in an open space and began to discuss.

"What should we do now? Which way to go?" Clemont said, clenching his chin.

"What do you think?" DeWitt looked at the soldiers around him and asked.

The only response was Jeb's voice: "Sea route!!"

"Why?" DeWitt quickly asked.

"As long as what the hotel owner says is true. If there is a route, our group will still be afraid of those who drive black ships!" Jeb said with confidence. Some soldiers nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's take the sea route." DeWitt glanced at the reactions of the others and said.

After receiving the order, the group immediately walked out of the city gate.

After walking out of the city gate and walking to the west for a long time, I still didn't see the inn that the innkeeper mentioned.

Clemont couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't this boss making up lies?"

"No." DeWitt shook his head and said, "But I think the inn he mentioned is different from what we remember."

"How do you know..." Abel was halfway through questioning when he saw a few dwarves holding horses parked on both sides of the road.

"Which boss introduced me here?" Before DeWitt and others could step forward to inquire, one of the dwarves had already walked up to them and asked.

“Oak Street.

"Abel thought about the name of the hotel, but he couldn't remember it, so he could only answer the name of the street.

Clemont looked at the dwarf carefully. The skin on the dwarf's hands had been chapped by the cold wind. The horse he was holding was also very thin.

"If you guys go to the beach, fifty silver coins." The dwarf offered.

"Where's the carriage?" Clement asked.

"It was blown away by the recent strong wind." The dwarf glanced away.

Clemont and Abel, who were standing at the front, felt a little strange and took a step back.

Abel said to the dwarf: "Can you tell us where the boat is? We walked there recently."

"Ha!" The dwarf spat on the ground: "This is a bit complicated to say. How about I recommend a way closer to you than taking a boat?"

"Huh?" Clemont's eyes were full of vigilance and he put his right hand on his waist.

"Dead end." The dwarf's expression became more ferocious, and he drew out the scimitar hanging on his waist.

"Stab la la -" More than a hundred dwarves rushed out of the jungle on both sides of the road, holding weapons and surrounding the scouts.

"It seems that you are not some businessmen." DeWitt looked around and said to the dwarf in front of him: "Why are you ambushing here?"

"To take your lives." The dwarf said with a smile: "You guys should have died on the way. How can you be involved in the situation on this island?"

"Our trip has cleared the grievances of the dwarves." Clemont said: "Do you have any misunderstandings about this?"

"No misunderstanding." The dwarf shook his head and said, "It's just a pity that the people who should be grateful to you are standing on the opposite side of us."

DeWitt and others felt their hearts sink when they heard this. Things turned out to be far worse than they thought.

After all, they were just a group of soldiers fighting on the battlefield before this, although they had heard some stories about power disputes.

But when facing this battle head-on, you will still be shocked by the complexity of the forces involved.

"It turns out that there are also forces among the dwarves involved in controlling this incident." DeWitt said.

"Yes." The dwarf looked down at the scimitar in his hand and said: "There are thousands of people participating in this operation on this island. It took three months to plan. In the end, it was beaten by you outsiders from the archipelago. It’s a mess. Tell me, should you die?”

"Hmph." Abel snorted coldly: "I can only say that your methods are too dirty and despicable. I really can't imagine what could make you so obsessed with it that you would not hesitate to betray the elders of your own clan."

"These things will wait until you get to hell. Someone will tell you." There was a cold light in the dwarf's eyes.

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