Lord of the Oasis Chapter 713: .The sadness of the bitter fruit for the first time

Claymont glanced at Abel, who was standing aside, and after seeing Abel nodding at him, he pushed the black elf leader away, and said, "I hope you can gain a little more self-knowledge this time, and don't provoke them again in the future. us."

"Haha." The black elf leader stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and chuckled softly.

After the other soldiers watched Claymont release him, although they didn't understand it, they also loosened the hands that held the black elf.

"Go away!" said Abel.

"I will try it someday, the taste of being cursed by the legendary King of Light." The black elf leader gave Abel a sinister look and said.

After saying this, he turned his back and greeted the other black elves to leave together.

"Hi!" A little silver light penetrated the air and sank into the back of the black elf leader.

"Ah!" The black elf leader screamed unexpectedly.

It was only a fingernail-sized ball of light, but it burned a big hole in the black elf leader's entire back.

The black spiritual energy within the black elf is constantly surging outwards.

The leader of the black elves stopped the other black elves from coming forward to confront him, and gave Abel a hateful look.

Abel looked at him and said lightly: "As it stands now, don't even think about trying it. Be careful of getting a smashed bone. I'll return this blow to you for Captain DeWitt."

"Go!" The black elf leader walked out of the barracks with the support of his two companions. disappeared from the public eye.

The warriors laid down their swords and celebrated the victory of the war with the wizards of the elven race. And Claremont silently supported Abel, who was trembling, back to the camp where he stayed.

"Even the slightest strength of the King of Light is beyond my ability to withstand such a physique." Abel sat down in his seat and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

The move he did to the black elf leader just now really used up all his strength.

Until now, my calf is cramping.

Claymont brought a basin of water and said to Abel, "Thanks to your presence, we were able to relieve this predicament. The soldiers of Calradia really owe another favor to the elves."

"Everyone is a team, and naturally they will go when they can. There is nothing to owe." Abel shook his head and said. While massaging around his calf with a damp towel.

When he was on the battlefield just now, Abel confessed to Claymont that he could not use the spell of light, and could only temporarily borrow a little bit of energy from the rune that sealed the power of the King of Light. An illusion used to pretend to be a spirit of light.

The same is true for other elves, except that the power in them is scattered by Abel, and there is no pain in the process of receiving.

The two work together to force the Black Elf out of their territory, and warn them as they leave.

"In this way, it is estimated that the black elves will not dare to trouble us in the future." Abel said.

Claremont also nodded.

At this time, a soldier rushed into the camp and said to Claremont in surprise: "Captain Claremont, Hearn and the others are awake!"

"Awake?!" Claremont stood up in surprise.

Then resigned to Abel: "Captain Abel, I will go to see the two soldiers first. You will have a good rest now."

"Okay," Abel replied.

Claymont followed the reporting soldier to the camp where the two fainted soldiers were.

Walking to the bed of the soldier who was still recuperating, he said, "You two are awake."

Hearn was so moved that he almost cried when he saw Claremont's figure: he had just woken up and didn't actually feel the fact that he was back in the real world. After seeing the appearance of Claymont rushing over in a hurry, he finally realized his current situation.

"I also thought we would never wake up again." Hearn looked at his comrade-in-arms who had just opened his eyes and said with a smile.

"Tell me what happened to you that night," Claremont said.

Hearn reflected for a moment and explained in detail: He and Weeks stood guard at the camp gate that night. Met DeWitt, who walked out of the camp to find a place to go to the toilet because of a bad stomach. Not long after DeWitt walked out of the door, he noticed the shaking of the leaves in the grass, just when he thought it was DeWitt. But they found that standing in front of the two of them was a black-skinned alien elf. Immediately afterwards, the two were attacked and unconscious.

"I see." Claremont nodded and said, "It seems that the black elves are ready to attack."

"After I fainted, I felt my soul leave the body, and when I was thinking that it might have been killed by the black elves, it floated into the hands of a black elves." Hearn continued.

"So, you all remember what happened on the battlefield?" Claremont asked slightly surprised.

"Battlefield? What battlefield?" Hearn asked strangely: "After my soul fell into the hands of the black elf, I lost consciousness. I don't know what happened next."

"Yeah." Claymont ended the visit and said to the two wounded, "Have a good rest."

Out of the camp where the wounded were, Claremont immediately walked towards DeWitt's camp.

Although I heard from the Warriors report before: DeWitt is no longer in danger. But recalling the scene of DeWitt's assassination, Claremont couldn't help but feel his heart twitch.

Thinking of this, Claremont quickly picked up the pace.

Walking to DeWitt's tent, a smell of blood mixed with alcohol hits him.

Claremont frowned.

It seems that the soldiers in charge of the medical treatment haven't cleaned the site yet~IndoMTL.com~ Walking to DeWitt's usual resting bed, Claremont finds that Abel is actually there.

A pale DeWitt lay on the bed, breathing almost imperceptibly. His shirt has been taken off. A thick bandage was tied around the abdomen.

"Aren't you awake yet?" Claremont asked softly.

"The blood loss is too much, and all the organs in the body are still recovering." An elf soldier replied.

The healing skills of the elf soldiers combined with the on-the-spot medical skills of the Calradia soldiers: After a long time, they finally stabilized DeWitt's vital signs.

"In this case, it should be impossible to continue on the road." Abel sighed softly.

"Let's see how the recovery goes tomorrow." Claymont said after a while of silence.

"I wonder if our group will be able to reach the destination of the mission smoothly." Abel looked up to the sky and said: "It seems that it is indeed difficult at present."