Lord of the Oasis

Until the sun rose the next day, DeWitt failed to wake up from the traumatic coma.

The Scouts and his party decided to stay in place for one night, waiting for DeWitt's recovery.

Cremont took his soldiers to conduct regular military physical training on the plains of the wilderness.

Camping outside, there is not as complete training equipment and facilities as in the military camp.

However, everyone still seriously completed their one-day training.

Yesterday the offensive of the Black Elf tribe made everyone find their high standards.

If you want to continue on your way to the volcano and go on with confidence, you have to improve your strength.

The elf clan also had the same idea and gathered together to practice their spells.

During the free time of training, many soldiers gathered around Cremont and asked: What kind of race is the valley troll outside the plain.

Cremont answered the soldiers' questions one by one and told the soldiers all about the troll's habits.

"The troll's attack strength is relatively small. But you can't take it lightly," Cremont introduced.

"What weapon did they use to attack others?" a soldier asked.

"Usually they use the stick-like weapons they made, or their sharp fangs," Cremont replied.

"It turned out to be suitable for our opponents who are good at melee," commented a Caladian soldier.

"Well, but you can't be consumed by them in close combat. Trolls, no matter what kind of trolls, their physical strength is very amazing. And the life recovery ability is very strong. To say stress, in my knowledge There should be no race that can match it. So when you face them, you must be extremely careful and keep a distance to avoid being counter-killed." Cremont urged carefully.

"It's really great!" a Caladian soldier nodded. "The previous two battles were settled by elven tribes, as if we had no effect. This time we must show our strengths to the elves. Masters look."

"War is an unreasonable strategy. It is better to avoid it or avoid it. Don't forget what our mission is on this trip," Cremont commanded solemnly.

The training site is still a bit far from where everyone camped.

So no one wanted to go back halfway. After the training, the scout soldiers returned to the barracks before the sun went down.

As Cremont stepped into the gate of the barracks, an elf soldier stepped forward to report: "Captain Cremont, Captain DeWitt woke up."

The soldiers behind Cremont were restless.

"Captain Cremont, we also want to visit Captain DeWitt." A soldier standing beside Cremont mentioned.

The other soldiers nodded and echoed his request.

"Minister DeWitt just woke up, so many of you may be interrupting him to rest. Or wait for Captain DeWitt to recover better, let him come to see you in person." Cremont shook his head after thinking about it. Shaking his head, vetoed.

The soldiers bowed their heads after hearing Cremont's words, and their emotions dropped.

"Don't worry, what to do and what to do. Today's assembly is here to disband." Cremont ordered.

After that, he followed the elf soldiers to the tent where Dewitt was.

Unsurprisingly, Able, who was originally in the barracks, arrived at DeWitt's eyes one step ahead of him.

After saying hello to Able, Cremont leaned over to check DeWitt's condition.

DeWitt just woke up from a coma, his eyes slightly dim.

"Cough." DeWitt saw the two standing in front of his couch, and he started to say something, but when he talked, he became coughing again.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth.

Cremont's calm eyes suddenly turned into horror.

Able also worried: "You are too hurt, don't even think about talking when you wake up."

The soldier in charge of medical treatment was frightened and went to DeWitt’s pillow to heal the discomfort in DeWitt’s body.

After his breathing gradually stabilized, DeWitt opened his eyes again and looked gently at the worried couple.

"The black elves have been driven away by us, you don't have to worry." Cremont first reported.

DeWitt didn't seem surprised, and nodded at Cremont.

"The army has settled down in the plains for a while, and when your wounds are almost healed, we will set off again," Able said.

DeWitt frowned when he heard Able’s plan: He didn’t seem to want to drag down the entire team because of his own trauma.

"This is also for the sake of the entire team, so don't stop it." Cremont shook his head and said to DeWitt: "You are the leader of this team. If you don't maintain a healthy and strong appearance, how can you let the soldiers We follow you with confidence."

DeWitt listened to Cremont's explanation~www.readwn.com~ thought for a while, and finally nodded in compromise.

Seeing what DeWitt promised to do, Cremont said nothing more. He asked the elf soldiers around him: "How is Captain DeWitt's health?"

"The momentum of recovery is very strong, and it is estimated that under the care of someone, it will soon be cured." The elf soldier replied.

"Well." Cremont nodded and turned to DeWitt. "Hear it, it won't last long. Now it's most important to take care of your body."

DeWitt nodded as promised.

After inquiring about some of DeWitt's feelings about his body, Cremont and Ebour retired.

The soldiers outside the camp had already had a lively dinner.

After Claymont asked the soldier in charge of the kitchen to bring DeWitt some light liquid food, he joined the soldiers' queue.

Able approached him, and the two chatted while drinking porridge.

"The black elves really hate it," Cremont sighed.

"They have lived on the dark side of this world, and it is estimated that they don't care about the importance of their own actions." Ebull replied.

"Is that true? In retrospect, I found a sentence that they said is very reasonable." Cremont said with a distracted look.

"what?"

"Among the weapons that defeat humans, the best is the humans themselves," Cremont said softly.

Able sensed Cremont's melancholy and stopped moving. Asked Cremont: "Did you think of the attack that day?"

On the battlefield that day, it was the first time Able saw Cremont's painful appearance.

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