Lord of the Oasis Chapter 728: .The itinerary that cannot be delayed


The next day, the team continued on its way under the leadership of Abel.

"The quality of the map of the dwarves is really good." Abel sighed as he walked: "I have never seen every road on this island so clearly drawn before. "

"Indeed." Claremont nodded, and today it was his turn to come forward with Abel to lead the way: "It feels like we don't need to worry about the route we walk."

“How did they do it? It costs a lot of money and manpower every year,” Abel said.

"The dwarf guild is so popular. It's their business, right?" Claremont commented.

"Hmm." Abel nodded.

It's almost December, and the feeling of staying in the mountains: it's already winter.

"Is it because I'm staying in a different place? It feels like the coldest winter I've ever experienced." A soldier said looking up to the sky.

"In terms of time: it's not winter yet." A soldier replied: "I guess by the end of December, the whole valley will freeze."

"Fortunately, we should have been near the volcano by then. It shouldn't be colder than when we were here." The soldier sniffed and said.

Abel noticed that at this time, the moisture in the air became thinner. And he heard the coughing sounds of the soldiers behind him. He said worriedly: "If the soldiers catch a cold at this time, they will be in trouble."

Claymont glanced behind him and said, "The bodies of the warriors shouldn't be so fragile." At least he felt that although the autumn wind in the valley was biting, it still didn't affect his physical condition.

"The island in this season has a dampness and coldness in the air. It is different from the situation in the Narun Desert." Abel explained: "We walk in this forest, and we can't see the sun behind the clouds all day long. After a few days like this, the padded jackets worn by the soldiers may also squeeze water."

"Is there anything the elves can do?" Hearing this sentence, Claremont was distressed for a while, and then he remembered the spells that Abel and other elves had cast a few days ago.

Abel pursed his lips and shook his head: "We are already oversaturated. In such an environment on the whole island, that type of spell can't do anything."

"It doesn't matter, human beings have their own ways. To say that among the various races living in this world, the human race is the one that fights with nature the most. Just remind the warriors to be careful." Claremont said optimistically.

"Hmm," Abel responded.

After noon, the sky darkened from time to time.

After moving on for a few hours, the two leading the way began to plan for everyone to stop and rest, and then find a place to camp.

Claymont slowed his pace, watching the scout soldiers pass him, counting the numbers.

"Forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven. Everyone here." Claremont read silently.

"Craymont." DeWitt walked to Craymont and called, "Are you ready to let the troops rest?"

"Well. After all, the sky is now..." Claremont pointed to the dark sky tangled.

"But it's only four in the afternoon," DeWitt said, eyes wide.

"Is it so early?" Claremont glanced at Abel's back: he didn't pay much attention to the question of the hour. Just listening to Abel chat while looking at the drowsy sky. With the illusion that it is already evening.

"Although it is said that the marching time will be shortened in the future, it is still necessary to hurry up on such a day." Devitello said with a serious tone: "I will explain to Captain Abel."

DeWitt handed over the task of pressing the team to Claremont and walked towards the front row.

"Captain Abel," DeWitt called as he walked to Abel's side.

"Huh? Captain DeWitt, why did you come to the front." Abel turned around and glanced at Claremont, who was following behind the team, and said.

“I think even in this season, we’re going to have to maintain more than 11 hours of marching time a day,” DeWitt said bluntly.

"Well." Abel understood what DeWitt was referring to, and then expressed his doubts: "But I'm worried about the environment in the valley after dark."

"Don't worry about that, I brought something back from the centaurs," DeWitt said.

"What?" Abel was a little curious, but he didn't expect DeWitt to buy other items after entering the market.

"This." DeWitt pulled out a lantern-like object from his arms.

Abel pointed to the magic weapon in slight surprise and asked, "What is this?"

"The name of this magic weapon is the Light of the Caucasus. After opening it, any species outside the halo will try to avoid it when they encounter it~IndoMTL.com~ DeWitt introduced, and then put the magic weapon Handed it over to Abel in the hope that he could inject a little mana into it.

Abel exercised his powers suspiciously as usual, and his spiritual power rushed to his fingertips. This 'flower lantern' immediately sucked away the spiritual power between the fingers.

After a moment of silence, "Bang!" Something seemed to explode inside the lamp.

Then the artifact glowed so dazzlingly that Abel was amazed. The other soldiers noticed this movement and exclaimed.

The scout gleams like daylight. This ray of light followed Abel's mind and attached to every soldier.

Whether it is a human race or an elves race, when the light is attached to the body. The vision became brighter.

Abel himself also noticed this change, and said with admiration: "This magic weapon is really powerful. It's just that under such a powerful force, won't the user react to any side effects?"

"No. According to the owner of the shop: This magic weapon has a long history. At the beginning, it showed far more effects than that. It just fell into various After being in the hands of people, it can only do this kind of effect now, and it is already a crippled product." DeWitt explained.

"For us, it is enough to achieve the legendary effect of driving away other races." Abel stroked the gap on the magic tool with his fingers and guessed: "Even so, what the shopkeeper mentioned Is it also high price?"

"Five gold coins are worth the money for those of us who need to hurry up." DeWitt read.

"I'm curious about the general level of prices in the centaur market. At present, it seems that there is indeed a considerable gap between different stores." Abel thought.

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