Lord of the Oasis Chapter 31: .Study of Hank Scholars

In the Narun Desert, the sun is scorching hot.

The cavalry captain Rowan rode on his horse, with only bad luck and helplessness on his tired face.

After the hardships of the trek, I finally returned to the Lion's Castle, but before taking a day off, I was assigned a new task by my superiors, who still protected and led the way. The place is still this sandy desert.

"Emund, the great **** of war, please bless your faithful followers."

Rowan looked up at the sun in the sky, the baking temperature in a bakery was already unbearable for him.

He's almost done!

He hadn't had enough light beer in the tavern, his beautiful wife had not been appeased, and he hadn't even eaten a decent dinner, so he was urgently summoned to lead the way for a famous scholar , went to Narun Desert for investigation.

"What the **** is there?"

Rowan lamented in his heart, his tongue licking his chapped lips, it was the familiar taste of wind and sand.

I want to cry without tears.

In his impression, these scholars who enjoy high subsidies should stay in the office of the college and study knowledge seriously, instead of coming to the desert to eat sand like bread like now is baked.

Turning his head slightly, Rowan was even more helpless.

He had complaints in his heart, but he didn't dare to express them at all, because he couldn't afford to offend the people behind him.

The scholar rides the only carriage alone, but the accompanying cavalry guards are no longer Rowan's subordinate cavalry, but 50 people wearing double-layer chain mail, linen robes, armed with cavalry lances, from Lion Castle squire knight.

They are clearly distinguished.

In fact, if he hadn't led the way, Rowan would be basically ineligible to join this team.

But Rowan didn't want to join either.

"It's pathetic."

Luo Wen turned around and looked at the vast sea of ​​sand in front of him, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.

But now he has come to the Naron Desert, enjoying the severe high temperature and unbearable torture again. It is useless to think too much. The only thing he can do is to quickly take these people to the sentry oasis.

A heavy sigh.

In Rowan's mind, he thought of the young baron who seemed to have a young face, but was actually cold-hearted.

………………

It was getting dark.

This team in the desert of Naron is set up to camp.

The old scholar lifted the curtain and walked out of the padded carriage. Leaning on his cane, he looked at the rolling sand dunes that were gradually darkening, and said calmly, "This is the second day."

Behind him, the burly Hobson came up.

Wearing a double-layered chainmail, with a long sword slung around his waist, although his brows are still tired, his eyes are still bright.

He is the true leader of this journey, a knight ennobled by the Principality of Lions.

"Dear Hank Scholar, perhaps don't worry."

Hobson's voice was thick and magnetic, and he took the words of the Hank scholar: "According to the guide, we will reach the sentry oasis by tomorrow evening."

"That's great." Hank Scholar nodded slightly: "Thank you, Hobson Knight."

Hobson chuckled: "This is Duke Cameron's arrangement, I just obey orders."

Turning his head slightly, he looked into the depths of the Naron Desert, and his eyes became a little more curious: "Scholar Hank, I'm actually very curious, does the legendary lost city really exist?" /

The Hank Scholar is silent.

He also turned his head to look at the sand dunes in the depths of the desert. Hank Scholar said softly, "Not sure."

"Not sure?" A bit of disappointment flashed in Hobson Knight's eyes.

Both fell silent.

In the folklore of the Principality of Lions, there are rumors of a lost city.

No, it should be said that this folklore was circulated in people's mouths before the Principality of Lions came into being. It was made of gold and precious stones, comparable to the kingdom of gods in the sky, and a great city that mysteriously disappeared into history. .

"By the way, Sentinel Oasis, seems to already have a lord?"

Scholar Hank thought of something and asked, "I remember my colleagues mentioned it when I came to the Naron Desert."

Hobson nodded: "Yes, already."

"Oh." Hank Scholar raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes were also somewhat incredible: "Who can accept the territory here? I always thought that those greedy nobles were still rational."

Knight Hobson pretended not to hear the sarcasm and replied, "Kant."

"Kant? Huh?"

Scholar Hank was stunned, with a bit of surprise on his wrinkled face: "That hard-working boy?"

"You know him?" Hobson was curious.

"Yeah, I know him, he's a good boy."

Scholar Hank nodded, frowned and said, "He once studied in our college. In my impression, he has a better family, but he is definitely not a wealthy student." After a pause, he asked back. Said: "Why, he will become the lord of the sentry oasis?"

Hobson shrugged: "He's the youngest son of Duke Cameron."

"Duke Cameron's youngest son?" Hank Scholar's expression was quite surprised.

"Yes." Hobson nodded.

Scholar Hank smiled bitterly and said with some doubts: "Since he is the youngest son of the Duke, why don't you tell me? I have always been very optimistic about this young man. His attitude towards learning is very good."

Academic-focused scholars in the Academy are sometimes not well-informed~IndoMTL.com~ This Hobson Knight also understands.

Looking at the squires and knights who were busy around him, he said with a bit of emotion on his face, "Kant's mother is the princess of the Silver Plate Kingdom."

"Uh." Hank Scholar stiffened.

It took a while to react, looking at Hobson and said solemnly: "Really?"

Knight Hobson nodded: "Of course it is."

The two were silent again.

Scholar Hank let out a sullen breath, leaned on his cane, and nodded sadly: "No wonder, he will be exiled here to be a lord." At the same time, he sighed with some regret: "He is really a hard-working, dedicated student. Good boy."

"Unfortunately." Hobson also sighed.

At Lion Castle, he also likes this little baron who knows how to respect people.

Turning his head to look at Rowan on the warhorse, Hobson shook his head, regaining his previous awe, and said, "Scholar Hank, rest early, we will leave early tomorrow."

"You guys rest well, I'll take the carriage."

Scholar Hank nodded and chuckled.

However, he leaned on his cane, his face was slightly solemn, thinking of the clues he had found in the books in his mind, he couldn't help sighing in his heart: "The legendary lost city, I don't believe it is just a legend. Thinking of the ridicule of those colleagues when he came, Hank Scholar's cane tapped gently: "I will prove it all."

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