Lord of the Oasis

"Well." Austin Ge calmed down and nodded.

After testing Gilbert's temperature and pulse, Bickeren was ready to leave.

"Aren't you leaving?" Bickeren asked at Austin, who was still at the bed.

"I... stay and watch him." Austin Ge hesitated.

"OK." Bickeren didn't say anything to stop, but nodded. "This tent has only one bed. If you want to lay a floor here at night, remember to cover more quilts and the like."

"Thank you, then go slowly." Austin Ge bowed slightly and said goodbye.

"Also, remember to turn off the lights at night." Bickeren urged the last sentence and walked out of the tent.

Bickeren, who walked outside the tent, made a gesture of ‘can’ to the three DeWitts standing under the tree shadow.

Dewei nodded his head in response.

Seeing Bikron walking away, Abel couldn't help but say: "I was wondering just now, why did Captain DeWitt ask so few questions, and it ended. It turns out that because you have long been Know that your opponent is lying."

"The identity of this goblin is not simple." DeWitt said.

"Among the goblin clan, at least it should be a noble at the storage level." Cremont then added.

"Is it from the conversation?" Able smiled. "Actually, I also noticed that the goblin named Gilbert expressed his disdain for his race and a sense of overlooking in his speech. But it was not an exile. Civilians will have."

"After all, it's a child, and the excuses are also full of holes." DeWitt recalled the answer given by Gilbert when he answered his question "Why did you come here?" Can't help but blurt out.

"Isn't it good to put our soldiers in the drum too?" Able worried.

"There is no way. In order to make Gilbert let down, we can only pretend that everything is natural. Austin's role is more important." Cremont said helplessly, his brows could not help but the words fell. Wrinkled: Deceiving his men and using his true feelings, Cremont himself disliked such plans.

DeWitt also sighed: "Tomorrow morning, Austin should take the initiative to find us, suggesting that Gilbert should join the march."

Looking at the bright moon obscured by the clouds, DeWitt's mood was like the moonlight, half gloomy and half hopeless.

Hope to find opportunities to compensate in the future.

Austen squatted in front of Gilbert after Bickeren left.

Before he could say anything, he unexpectedly waited for a sentence from Gilbert: "I'm so hungry."

"Huh?" Austin Ge looked up in surprise and blinked. Asked: "You haven't eaten in a few days."

"About three days." Gilbert replied, his hands kept covering his belly.

"Three days?!" Austine opened his eyes wide. Without saying a word, I got up and walked to the bag of my luggage, rummaging through it, and said anxiously: "It seems that there is only wheatmeal left here."

Gilbert stared at his back with a trace of fascination.

"Put your stomach on this first." Austine handed two pieces of wheaten bread to Gilbert's hand, sorry: "I have eaten a little too much recently, so there is only so little dry food left in my hand." ."

"Thank you," Gilbert said gently.

"It's okay." Austin Ge took the jug filled with water from the other side of the room. Poured water into his usual lunch box, and when he saw Gilbert choke on something, he handed the lunch box in front of him: "Eat slowly, there is still water here."

With such careful care, Gilbert became embarrassed.

"It's clearly the first time I met..." Gilbert whispered as he grunted and drank water.

"What?" Austen asked back.

"Obviously you and I are seeing you for the first time today. Why should you take care of me so carefully?" Gilbert swallowed the water in his mouth and asked.

"Huh?" Austin Ge recalled what happened today, indeed, he seemed to be very concerned about the sudden appearance of the stranger. After thinking for a while, Austin replied with a laugh: "It may be that you are really too ugly, I was quite ugly when I was a child. When I see people in the same situation as myself, I can always think of the past. History of bitterness. Just want to take good care of you."

The reason is still gentle after listening carefully. It's just that this technique of restraining and then raising is really not commendable.

Gilbert pouted, and continued to eat the cereal.

Austin took out a bed and laid it on the ground.

"After eating, put the lunch box there. I'll clean it up, and you have a rest quickly." Austine urged while making the bed.

"Okay. I'm done." Gilbert took the last bite. He turned over and lay down on the bed ~ www.readwn.com ~ marinated for himself.

After everything was ready, Austine stood up. Maintaining a semi-squat posture for a long time will still make people dizzy when fighting flags.

Finally, Stein turned to look at Gilbert behind him. Gilbert is now in a deep sleep. Perhaps it is to supplement the body's food needs, and the breathing rate is much larger than that seen this morning.

"I fell asleep so soon..." Austin said silently. After stretching a lazy edge over the candlestick, Austin also felt a weary tiredness.

"Huh--" Austine extinguished the candle, and the room became dark. Can only fumble back to his bed.

But Austen was used to such occasions, and the lights in the tents where the soldiers shared were turned off at around ten every night. Every time after overnight duty, when I go back, I can only move forward in the dark. Or use the grunt of the sleeping person to judge your position.

Austen lay on the paved floor, closed his eyes, and fell asleep after a while.

Early the next morning, Gilbert woke up smelling the porridge smell coming out of the door, and when he walked out of bed, he kicked on Austin Thigh.

"Ah!" With a scream, Austen also had to wake up from the dream.

In the dream that he had last night, Austin Ge dreamed that Gilbert had changed from his original appearance to a lovely and lovely child. Wherever you go, you will be welcomed by everyone, and you always follow behind him, looking at him proudly and walking with him.

Dreams are beautiful, and reality is always grim. This is the reality that Austine felt after he woke up early in the morning and looked at Gilbert's face.

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