Lord of the Oasis Chapter 707: .Two members of the first trial guild

"Welcome!" the dwarf standing in the doorway greeted Dewitt and Claremont.

The two nodded and ignored them. Immediately walk towards the union hall.

In front of the information desk in the guild hall, there is a huge stone pillar that supports the center of gravity of the entire house. The surface of the stone pillar is drawn with a map of the entire island, and the flow of the river is marked in detail.

"Amazing." Claremont touched a certain part of the map with his hand and said in admiration.

"It would be more convenient to have a sample of the drawings," commented DeWitt.

"Yes." A dwarf in uniform walked up to them and said, "The guild's special blanket map is available at the counter at the entrance. It only takes one silver coin."

"Everything here is really measured in silver coins." Claremont said silently in his heart.

"Thank you. But instead of this, I want to ask you: where is the front desk selling news?" DeWitt asked the dwarf with a smile.

"Our union provides the service of direct face-to-face communication between guests and hunters. What kind of news do you want to ask about?" the dwarf waiter suggested.

"What category? This..." DeWitt came to such a trading venue for the first time, and was not very sensitive to categories. After thinking for a while, he said cautiously: "We are newcomers to the island, and we mainly want to ask about the history of the races on the island."

"Oh, I see." The dwarf waiter probably understood what DeWitt was trying to convey, and responded, "Please go to the front desk over there to register. Specifically, you have to queue for Hunter No. 6. Just pay the deposit."

"Ok, thank you."

Probably seeing that DeWitt wanted to tip the waiter again, Claremont dragged DeWitt away after thanking him.

"Captain DeWitt, it's better not to show money." Claremont suggested as he walked down the road.

"Well, you're right in reminding me," DeWitt replied after realizing it.

Dwarves love money, this is what they heard from Raphael. DeWitt's idea is: If you can exchange money for the cooperation of others, there is nothing bad for the independent scout.

However, in an exchange such as a guild, it is easy to get into unnecessary trouble by spending money at will.

Claremont walked to the check-in desk window and successfully lined up.

The guild's service is fairly thorough, after Claremont received the key to the room for the appointment. Immediately, a waiter came over to lead the way for the two of them.

DeWitt and Claremont followed the waiter up the second floor.

The stairs leading to the second floor take into account the differences between different races, and the size of the adjacent stairs will vary greatly.

DeWitt and Claremont stopped in front of the room number marked on the key.

"Can we go in first?" DeWitt asked politely to the waiter.

"Of course." The dwarf waiter said with a smile, then took the key from Claremont and opened the door.

The key was inserted into the lock, and the waiter stepped back.

DeWitt and Claremont walked into the room, which contained only a square table and three soft leather chairs.

DeWitt and Claremont sat down at one side of the square table, waiting for the news hunters to arrive.

"Dong Dong!" Footsteps came from behind, and the two looked back.

A dwarf wearing black leather boots and a cowboy outfit enters through the door of the room. The waiter who followed behind had a plate of warm water tripled with lemon slices.

The waiter placed the drink in front of the three after placing the coaster. He closed the door with an empty dinner plate and walked out respectfully.

"Hello," the dwarf hunter said first: "My name is Cofito. Can you tell me what you want to know?"

"Hello, my name is Claremont. This is my leader, DeWitt," Claremont introduced.

"Actually, you don't need to say the name and so on. The information of the guests, etc., our professional hunters will forget when they walk out of this room." Cofito said: "Of course, We will also keep your inquiries confidential."

"So it is." Claremont nodded.

Seeing this, DeWitt simply stopped talking and said, "We want to know some news about Snake Woman, Dragon Race and Trolls from you."

"What kind of news?" When talking about business, Cofito's eyes became sharp.

"Like their strengths and weaknesses, the extent of their territory, etc. We need to go somewhere, and we have to pass through their territory on the way, and we don't want to cause too much trouble..." Claremont explained.

"So it is." Cofito responded by taking notes on the manuscript paper he brought.

"Look what we can get from you~IndoMTL.com~ DeWitt said.

"I have all the information you want here. And it's sorted out one by one." Cofito introduced, his eyes full of confidence: "It's just twenty silver coins for one document. , the materials of the three races you want, a total of 30 pieces. Do you think you can afford this price?"

"It's worth it," DeWitt replied.

"Yes." Cofito smiled and nodded, "Then please go to the front desk to report the address. My assistant will naturally deliver it to you in person after finding all the information."

After listening to Cofito's words, DeWitt thought: "But we are leaving the dwarf town tomorrow. I don't know if you are in a hurry."

"Don't worry. It will be delivered on time tomorrow morning," Cofito promised readily.

"It was a pleasure working together."

There were so many people wandering in the lobby that DeWitt and Claremont were busy for a while before they managed to get to the restaurant's address at the front desk. I was able to get out of the dense flow of people and return to the street shrouded in the moonlit night.

"I didn't expect that the lemonade provided would cost money. I thought it was free." Claremont complained, counting the returned deposit.

"The dwarves really tried their best to make money." DeWitt said, "I didn't expect such a thing as a guild that sells news to exist in this world."

"I don't really hope that such a guild will be born in Calradia." Claremont pondered for a while and replied, "It's terrifying to be stared at by others."

"This island really allowed me to see a lot of things that I hadn't seen in the military camp. Except for the days on the boat, it felt like time was flying by my ears."

DeWitt seems to be in a good mood tonight.

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