Lord of the Oasis Chapter 734: .Conversation that ended hastily

The goblin raised his head timidly under Austinger's constant conversation.

Ostinger looked at it as if he saw the dawn of hope for communication.

What he ignored was: the hands of the goblin buried in the bedding were clenched fists.

Choosing to grab the Scout's backpack was a random choice, and being caught by Austin was purely accidental.

It has been wandering alone for many days, starving and dazed.

The coma after lying down is also an illusion of helplessness, just hoping that this group of people will soften their hearts and bring them back, so that they can find an opportunity to act again.

As a result, the belt was brought back, and was taken by the person in front of him to comfortably take a hot bath.

For the goblins who have been in the fields for many days, it is a heavenly time when they are carefully served and wiped off their bodies. Fell asleep.

I am dazedly imagining the table in front of me, with all kinds of food on it.

The needle in Bicklen's hand stabbed into his neck.

This time, I really fainted from the pain, and I have been in a coma until now.

When I opened my eyes and saw Bikren greeting him calmly, the goblin's anger 'Cum! ' came to mind.

As soon as the arm tried to force it, it couldn't even try it out.

Looking at Austinger in front of him, the goblin's heart is still full of defenses.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you. What's your name?" Austin asked with a smile.

The goblin gently turned her head away, looking reluctant to communicate.

"I can't understand Esperanto, it's troublesome." Austin raised his eyebrows and wondered, thinking that Beekeren would bring Captain DeWitt over for questioning in a while, and Austinger fell into distress.

"Gilbert," the goblin said softly.

Austinger raised his head happily and said, "You understand what I'm saying."

Gilbert nodded of course. He seemed to be very disdainful of Austin's question.

"That would be much more convenient." Austinger explained: "The captain of our team will come to ask you a few words later, you just need to answer honestly. Don't be as mute and silent as before. ."

"I don't know anything," Gilbert said.

"Huh?" Austin frowned and said, "Of course we won't force you if you don't know. But if you're telling a lie, we can see it. And the consequences of doing so Consequences, for you: extremely serious."

Gilbert looked at Austin's face suddenly tense, and couldn't help but wince: "Got it."

"They haven't come yet, let's talk about something relaxing first." Austiner slowed his tone and smiled at Gilbert: "How old are you?"

Gilbert realized that the other party was actually asking his age, so he calculated the year of his birth according to the age of a human being. Answered: "Eight years old."

"Eight years old?" Austin was surprised: "Then you are in the goblin family, are you an adult now?"

"Come on." Gilbert just thought that the other party's questions had always been boring, and answered absentmindedly.

"Then your height...won't you grow any longer?" Austinger had asked Claremont before why Gilbert was much smaller than what was recorded in the bibliography. Claremont just guessed and responded to him: it should be because the goblin is still young.

Gilbert's face fell completely when he heard Austinger mention his height. Lie down and covered his entire body with a quilt, without answering.

"Hey, hey, don't be mad." Austin said hilariously, "I think you still have a chance to grow taller."

Gilbert kicked his feet in anger at his addition, and kept kicking the quilt.

DeWitt and his party walked in and saw this scene, and Bicklen responded very quickly: "Austinger."

"Oh...oh, Captain DeWitt, Captain Claremont, Captain Abel." Austiner hurriedly stood up and greeted him with a bow.

"Hmm." Devitt nodded. stood in place.

Austinger immediately pulled Gilbert out and said to him: "These three are the captains of our group, listen carefully to what they ask you." Then he stepped aside in a proper manner.

DeWitt stepped forward with the other two behind him and asked Gilbert, "What's your name?"

Gilbert withdrew his gaze on Austinger and looked at DeWitt, "Gilbert."

“Why are you here and what is your identity?” Claremont continued,

"I'm an exiled goblin who came here on my own," Gilbert replied.

"Going this far?" Abel wondered.

"After being expelled by the goblins in the clan, I went here while looking for food." Gilbert explained, bowing his head.

"That is to say, you're not part of the goblins right now ~IndoMTL.com~?" DeWitt confirmed.

"Yes, I don't want to go back either." Gilbert said indifferently.

Claymont raised an eyebrow at his answer. But didn't say a word.

"Then do you know the news about the disappearance of the new gnome clan near the volcano where your goblin clan is located three months ago?" DeWitt asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know. People in the clan were ordered not to talk about this in public." Gilbert lowered his eyes and said, "At that time, the homeless people living on the volcano were all in danger."

DeWitt stared straight at Gilbert's dark red eyes, as if he probably believed what the other party said was the truth. He turned around and asked the two behind him, "Do you have any questions?"

Claymont took a step forward, pointed to the tattoo on Gilbert's shoulder and said, "This column of letters is the language of the goblin race, isn't it? Can you tell me what it means?"

Gilbert's body froze, and replied without warmth: "The meaning of 'abandoned'."

Austinger, who was standing in the corner, heard Gilbert's words, and his eyes became worried.

"I'm done." Claremont waved his hands.

"I'm fine," Abel continued.

"Hmm." Devitt nodded and said to Austin, "Let's put it down tonight. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with our mission."

Ostinger nodded slowly after receiving the instructions: "Yes."

Clearmont looked Gilbert carefully as he left. The three of them withdrew from the camp.

"It's medicinal effects haven't dissipated yet. Sending it to the wilderness at this time is equivalent to a sheep's mouth. Leave it here to sleep for one night and send it away tomorrow at a time." suggested Bicklen .

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