Lord of the Oasis Chapter 765: .The process of sending up the mountain

"Let's take good care of you before Gilbert goes." DeWitt sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Why do you think he would be so worried? You belonged to our reconnaissance team. Taking care of you is a matter of course for us."

Austinger heard DeWitt's words, and tears quickly gathered in his eyes.

He raised his hand to pick up the hamburger on the plate and nibbled it bit by bit.

"If I can eat, then I don't have to worry too much." DeWitt stood up and said, "After breakfast, come and gather with the soldiers. We will wait for you."

"Thank you, Captain DeWitt," Austinger said in a choked voice.

"It's nothing, didn't I tell you. It's a matter of course." DeWitt said with a light smile.

After saying this, DeWitt twisted the door lock and turned away.

Austinger chomped down on his burger, fighting back tears.

What made him hold back his tears was the agreement he had made with Gilbert when he was resting outside the camp.

"You have to cheer up."

At eight in the morning, all the soldiers gathered outside the hotel door.

After Claymont settled the bill, he also walked out the door and assembled with the brigade.

"This boss is really blackhearted. Gilbert broke his broken door, and he actually charged us ten silver coins. There is no way that door can exceed three silver coins." Claremont said angrily.

"Forget it, this road is coming to an end anyway," DeWitt said.

"Anyway, my purse is getting lighter and lighter. What if I don't have enough money on the way back?" Claremont pouted and said.

"Go rubbing Abel's." DeWitt said with a smile.

"What?" Abel was originally smiling happily, but after hearing this, he immediately distanced himself from the two in front of him.

"Don't hide, I'll do the math for you..." With a reminder from DeWitt, Claremont immediately revealed a ray of sunshine on his gloomy face. He took Abel's shoulder and talked to him about it. The twists and turns along the way.

In the end, Abel reluctantly agreed to the sharing of the money they asked for.

A group of people chatted and laughed and walked to the end of the main street, where the teleportation formation was located.

"Amazing!" A soldier looked at the barrier around the teleportation array and took a deep breath.

“Everywhere on the walls here are engraved with spell runes.” An elf soldier said to his colleagues while looking around.

"But I can't understand these runes." An elf soldier said inexplicably.

"Of course, all we have learned are intermediate-level spells, so how can we understand high-level runes." The elf soldier responded immediately.

"So it is."

Whenever this kind of participation requires something like a spell, it is usually Abel who comes forward to negotiate.

DeWitt and Claremont just need to follow behind him and look imposing.

Abel and the person in charge of the front desk chatted for a long time using technical terms that DeWitt and Claymont did not understand, and finally came to a conclusion about the scout riding in the teleportation array.

"Ten gold coins." The person in charge compared the number and said.

This sentence is understood by anyone, and Claremont's response in this regard is as prominent as ever: "What?!"

The person in charge is lying on his desk with his head lowered. Claremont's reaction was ignored.

Claymont's face became bitter, and he suggested to the two beside him: "Otherwise, let's go up the mountain. Call for another ten gold coins here, and we really have nothing."

"It doesn't matter." Abel shook his head and said helplessly: "Aren't we together? If we just go back to the edge of the island, the money is still enough."

Claymont glanced at DeWitt and Abel before compromising, "Okay. I'll follow your decision."

There seems to be a lot of people who have used the teleportation array recently. The Scouts and their group didn't get their turn until 3:00 in the afternoon.

Soldiers spend their naps in the lobby.

"Please each of you stand at the designated points marked in the formation." A middle-aged man wearing a mage robe commanded.

After seeing that everyone was ready, the middle-aged man poured his spiritual power into the pillar in front of the magic circle.

“Bang!”

An orange light obscures each soldier's vision.

In the next moment, the reconnaissance team came to the top of the mountain. All around them was grass covered with falling snow.

"How did we get up?" a soldier asked in disbelief. As he spoke, he touched his hands to confirm that he was still intact.

"There is such a spell." Even the elven soldiers exclaimed.

"Everyone, follow me." Abel commanded to the people behind him.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a teleportation formation will reappear where they appeared to pick them up.

"There are only less than seven hours left. Can we find clues about the disappearance of the gnomes?" DeWitt worried ~IndoMTL.com~ No matter how fast he went, it would take a long time to get from here to the territory of the gnomes. two hours. ' Abel responded.

There is only one thing on everyone's mind right now, and that is moving forward!

The soldiers, led by Abel, circled the mountain road. Finally reached an inconspicuous hole.

Abel stopped and pushed through the grass near the entrance of the cave.

A single-only passage was found.

"Go in from here?" Claremont asked.

"Well, the gnome craftsman's new home is here," said Abel.

DeWitt looked at the Calradian soldiers and said, "Is the soldiers' luggage and armor just left here?"

"Yes. Otherwise, it should be impossible to pass through this hole." Abel nodded, while instructing the elven soldiers to put down the luggage on their shoulders: "Just cover these luggage with the grass at the hole, so as not to be caught by the elf. The snow is wet."

"Yeah." After some hesitation, DeWitt also beckoned Calradia's soldiers to take off their armor and lay down their weapons.

He was worried that if they couldn't go back the same way, they probably wouldn't be able to take these things.

But looking at Abel's confident look, DeWitt also dispelled his doubts.

Everyone followed Abel and squeezed into the corridor built by the gnomes.

"Are the gnome craftsmen so worried about being disturbed by others?" said one soldier, "and built such a secluded place as a new home."

"I heard that the temperament of the dwarfs is like this, and they are very reclusive." A soldier replied.

"But it's too difficult to get in and out. We are the ones who came to rescue them." A soldier said, "Why is the ash so thick in this corridor, and how long has it been since no one came?"

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