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Chapter 680: An Arduous Return Journey

For the next month, Kant followed Adonis or Kloritz around to investigate. Occasionally, he would go to the site of the repair unit to help supervise the work.

The messenger would bring new information about the main city from Drondheim every other week and travel between the two cities.

As the scheduled time for the return journey approached, Kant's mission to Durandal was also about to be completed.

After avoiding the storm period in the desert, Kant officially set off on his return journey one afternoon with a pile of information he had personally collected.

"Lord, be careful on your journey," Kloritz said.

"Alright, I'll leave the matter of Durandal to you," Kant mounted his camel and said to Klortiz and Adonis, who were walking out of the city gates to see them off.

"We will definitely complete the project of Durandal as you requested, Lord," Adonis said.

"Yes, goodbye," Kant nodded in satisfaction and replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, the attendant leading the team at the front began to ride the camel forward.

Under the gaze of Adonis and Kloritz, Kant's team left the city gate and disappeared into the barren desert.

It would take about a week to get from Durandal to the main city of Drondheim.

Under the scorching sun, Kant felt that his sweat was about to soak through the innermost layer of his clothes. He could not help but think that perhaps there should be a shortcut between the two cities. Such a journey was too tiring for the migrant workers who had to travel between the two places.

"How long will it take to get to Drondheim?" Kant asked the waiter who brought the dishes during dinner time.

"According to the discussion of the guards, we should be able to get there before dark the day after tomorrow," the attendant replied carefully.

"Okay, I got it." Kant nodded and signaled him to leave.

After dinner, Kant walked out of the tent and strolled outside. After hearing the news that someone fainted after dinner that night. He immediately walked to the captain of the guards and asked, "I heard that a soldier fainted today. Is it because of heatstroke?"

"Reporting to the Lord, the soldiers indeed fainted because of heat stroke," the captain of the guards reported.

"Other than the one who suffered from heatstroke, do the other soldiers feel unwell?" Kant asked.

"There is only one person who fainted. When we were collecting dinner today, two soldiers called in sick. It seems that they are also not feeling well because of the hot weather," said the captain of the guards.

"What about the medical team that came alone this time?" Kant thought of something and asked.

"After receiving the news, the medical soldiers have already gone to take care of these three people," the captain of the guards answered.

Kant listened to the captain of the guards and was temporarily relieved.

"Take me to have a look," Kant ordered.

The captain of the guards listened to the order and took Kant to the tent where the soldiers who suffered from heatstroke were placed.

Kant saw that the three soldiers were all lying on recliners. Each of them had two medical soldiers to examine and treat them.

When the person in charge of the medical soldiers saw Kant coming, he quickly got up from the chair at the side and walked to Kant. He bowed and greeted, "Lord."

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"Yes." Kant continued to look around the room and asked, "How are the soldiers' statuses?"

"The other two are fine. After taking a dose of medicine, their body temperature gradually returned to normal," the captain of the medical soldiers said. "The fainted soldier's status is a little troublesome. His consciousness is still not clear. The medicine did not have any obvious effect."

"Is the side effect of heatstroke so serious?" Kant asked doubtfully. "You must do your best to treat him and keep an eye on his status at all times. Hmm… just in case, the other two soldiers who have already eliminated the danger are arranged to rest in other tents."

It should be impossible for heat stroke to cause such a serious follow-up reaction. Kant had already decided in his heart, although he did not know why the soldier in front of him clearly had other symptoms that caused him to become like this.

If it was an old illness in the body, then the situation could change at any time.

He had to pay attention to it.

After Kant gave careful instructions, he returned to his own camp.

It was already quite late, and it was almost time to rest.

Kant put out the candlestick in front of the bed and slept with his clothes.

"Lord! Lord!" in the early morning, someone shouted outside the tent.

Kant was woken up with sleepy eyes, and his mind was in a mess.

When the person outside opened the door and walked in, Kant put on his coat neatly.

He was woken up so early in the morning, and Kant still held a little anger in his heart.

However, when he saw that the person was the captain of the medical soldiers, Kant began to feel uneasy.

"What's wrong?" Kant calmed down and asked.

"There's a strange phenomenon on the unconscious soldier's body," the captain of the medical soldiers replied while panting heavily.

When Kant heard this, a chill rose from the bottom of his feet.

The thing that he was most worried about had happened.

After stepping on his boots, Kant immediately rushed to the tent he had been to last night.

Two medical soldiers stood outside the tent. When they saw Kant, they immediately stopped him and said, "Lord, the soldiers may have been infected by the plague. You can't go in now."

"No, I want to go in and take a look," Kant replied with a firm look.

"Yes." The two soldiers looked at each other as if they were in a difficult position. Then, one of the medical soldiers took off the closed medical uniform he was wearing and handed it to Kant. "Then I'll have to trouble you to wear this."

Kant quickly took it from the medical soldier's hands and quickly put it on. He opened the door curtain and walked in.

There were several medical soldiers busy working in the tent.

Everyone put up an isolation curtain near the sickbed for the soldier who was infected with the plague.

Even so, all the people in the tent were still wearing the same work clothes as Kant.

Not long after Kant entered the tent, the captain of the medical corps also hurried over in his work clothes. He followed Kant.

"When did you find out that the soldier was infected with the plague?" Kant asked.

"Before dawn today," the captain of the medical corps replied.

After Kant learned the specific time, he nodded and walked toward the soldier.

"Lord." The captain of the medical corps slightly stopped him.

"It's okay." Kant waved his hand.

Kant lifted the curtain around the hospital bed and walked in. He saw the soldier who was still unconscious on the hospital bed. The soldier's exposed skin was full of rashes as if it was some terrible skin disease. Even though Kant was wrapped in his overalls, he could still smell the stench at the tip of his nose.

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Chapter 681: The Effects of the Plague

Kant shook his head at the end, lifted the curtain and walked out.

He walked out of the tent.

Kant took off his work clothes and asked the captain of the medical team, "Has it been confirmed that this soldier was infected with the plague?"

"Yes. It's confirmed." the captain of the medical team replied solemnly.

"Then, did any of the medical soldiers who took care of this soldier last night also get infected with this disease?" Kant asked hesitantly.

The medical team captain took a deep breath and replied, "Although we haven't found the initial signs of this disease outside the body, in order to ensure that the virus is not leaked, the three soldiers who took care of this soldier last night have been taken to other tents and isolated. We will confirm their physical condition at any time."

The incident that happened on the way back was a heavy blow to the person in charge of the medical soldier.

He could only pray that the situation was still under control.

Kant nodded and asked worriedly, "Based on the current situation, will the illness of the soldier in the camp pose a threat to his life?"

"The patient's body temperature has far exceeded the standard of a normal person. The functions of the various systems in his body are gradually weakening. He may not last more than two days." the captain of the medical unit replied.

Kant frowned tightly. The severity of this plague that appeared out of nowhere was far beyond his expectations.

"The plague is still within the range of a few people. We must not let it continue to spread." Kant warned sternly.

"Yes." the medical captain replied.

After returning to his tent, Kant immediately sent a message to the captain of the guards, asking him to come immediately.

Kant sat in front of the desk, holding his forehead with his hand, immersed in worry.

"Lord." After a while, the captain of the guards arrived in front of the tent.

"Come in." Kant said.

The captain of the guard team walked to Kant's desk and squatted down to salute.

"You know what happened in the army, right?" Kant asked after he signaled him to stand up.

"Yes, I heard the news from the medics." the tone of the captain of the guard team was a bit heavy.

"Did your soldiers also know it?" Kant raised his head and asked.

"No, in order to prevent a panic, the news did not spread." the captain of the guards replied.

"Yes." Kant nodded, "I asked you to come here this time to ask you to help me search for information about the soldiers being infected with the plague. "You will personally go to the companion of the infected soldier and ask: This soldier began to feel uncomfortable a few days ago, where is his main activity area during these few days?"

"Roger, does Lord have any other arrangements?" the captain of the guards asked.

"Yes, issue an order to all soldiers, do not casually approach the tent where the infected soldiers are. Those who violate the law will be dealt with by military law." Kant ordered sternly.

"Understood."

After receiving the mission, the captain of the guards immediately retreated and left the camp.

In Kant's heart, he knew the extent to which the plague's harm could spread. Even in the glorious city of the ancient civilization, an outbreak of the plague had almost destroyed everything.

Today, they were still trekking in the desert, and the medical equipment they brought with them was relatively simple. In the face of such an infectious disease, it was of no use at all.

The lives of the soldiers who were infected with the plague could not be saved. They could only hope that they would not mistakenly bring the people who carried the virus into the main city.

In the afternoon, the captain of the guards returned to Kant's tent with the information he had gathered.

"How is it?" Kant asked.

"Two soldiers who were close to the infected soldiers said that about three days ago, this soldier's physical strength seemed to have become weaker. He often coughed and told the others that his chest hurt. However, they thought that it was a common disease caused by the difference in temperature in the desert, so everyone just suggested that the soldier go to the medical team to get a set of cough medicine. They didn't care anymore. It wasn't until later that the soldier didn't eat or drink for a whole day. When the soldier with him noticed the abnormality and brought him back to the tent to rest, the soldier fainted due to heat stroke."

"Well, then did the soldier drink the cough medicine that the medical team gave him?" Kant thought for a moment and asked.

"No. We found the original bottle of medicine in the soldier's storage cabinet. The medicine inside was not touched." the captain of the guards replied and added, "I heard from others that the soldier didn't seem to like drinking medicine."

"Okay, go on," Kant replied.

"Then I asked them about the range of activities of this soldier in the past few days. They said that they didn't know much about it. "Because the soldier usually strolls around the military camp after eating lunch and dinner. They haven't followed him to see where he went." the captain of the guards continued.

"Then the cause of the plague is a mystery." Kant said silently.

"The soldiers traveling with me don't seem to know that someone in the army is infected with the plague. When I told them not to go near the tent where the medics are stationed, they asked me how this soldier is doing." the captain continued.

"Okay, quickly inform the captain of the medical team about the information you know. This is important information for them." Kant said.

"Yes." the captain of the guards replied.

Kant followed the captain out of the tent and watched him leave.

He looked at the sky outside. It was almost dusk.

Because of such a sudden incident, the progress of the day was delayed.

He did not know how the medical soldiers were handling the situation.

Kant was strolling in the barracks when he saw the medics wearing protective clothing. They came out of a tent with a bunch of soldiers' clothes, equipment, and so on. They walked to the outside of the barracks and threw everything into the bonfire.

Kant took a few steps in that direction and heard a guard following closely behind the leading medics shouting, "Why did you burn all these things?!"

The medic did not say a word but continued to throw the things in his hands at the fire silently.

Thick smoke rose from the top of the fire. The medic soldiers near the fire hurriedly took two steps back. The guard who kept shouting questions was also dragged away by a few medic soldiers.

Kant witnessed the whole process and sighed in his heart.

In the end, even the body of the infected soldier would be buried in a bonfire in the wilderness.

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Chapter 682: Difficult Decision

Late that night, all the soldiers were woken up and ordered to gather in the open space in front of the military camp.

The light and shadow of the bonfire danced in front of everyone's faces. Everyone could sense that the situation was not good from the captain's expression.

When the entire place was shrouded in a low pressure.

Kant walked out of the tent slowly, his face tense as he walked to the captain of the guards and said a few words.

After saying that, he left the group and walked back to the camp.

After listening to Kant's instructions with a solemn expression, the captain of the guards stood up and watched him leave.

After Kant lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in.

The captain of the guards turned around and examined the faces of every soldier.

"Among you, who entered Clyde's tent and then escaped?" the captain of the guards said through gritted teeth.

In his eyes, there was resentment, heartache, and anger at being provoked by his subordinates.

At night, the medic in charge of patrolling came to him in a panic and said, "That was someone sneaked into the tent of the infected soldiers.".

His heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He simply could not imagine that if the virus spread, more soldiers would be infected. How would he apologize to Kant?

The captain of the guards waved his right hand when he saw that not a single soldier made a sound.

He took a lunchbox filled with food from a medic and raised it in front of everyone. He continued, "The medic who was in charge of patrolling today saw a soldier in uniform leave Clyde's tent in a hurry. He also found the lunchbox that was distributed by the army on the table in the tent. Who violated the rule? Come out now. Don't force me to interrogate you all one by one."

The soldiers of the guards listened to the captain's words. They whispered to each other and looked around. They were guessing who would do such a thing.

After a while, a soldier standing at the back of the line walked out of the line step by step and stood in front of the captain of the guards.

The medic standing next to the captain of the guards saw the face of this soldier and could not help but frown. This soldier was the one who had been following them this afternoon and stirring up trouble at the side.

"Bart." the captain of the guards called out his name when he noticed the soldier who had stepped out of the line.

"It's me." Bart raised his trembling hand and said.

"How dare you disobey my orders." the captain of the guards reprimanded him sternly.

"I'm just afraid that no one will take care of him. A few days ago, there were clearly many medics helping in Clyde's tent. But until yesterday, no one had gone there anymore. Even today, the medics came to take all of Clyde's things and burn them all." Bart squatted down and cried. "I'm afraid that one day when Clyde dies, his body will be burned like this without any foreknowledge. Then he died too miserably."

The captain of the guards was a little moved in his heart, but he still said seriously, "You still can't disobey the order and charge into Clyde's tent. Do you know how much damage it would cause if you were infected with the plague and indirectly brought it to others? The whole Drondheim might suffer because of this."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Bart buried his head between his knees and sobbed. "I just wanted to send him one last meal. I didn't expect that things would be so… serious…"

"No matter what, what you've done cannot be undone." the captain of the guards sighed softly. "Now you have to undergo the same quarantine inspection as Clyde. Moreover, since you've violated the discipline of the army, even if you're not infected with the virus, you can't continue to be a soldier."

This was what Kant had told him before. Strict measures must be taken against soldiers who violated the military regulations.

After hearing the punishment given to him, Bart knelt on the spot and wailed loudly.

In the end, he was carried away by the soldiers of the medical team.

The rest of the soldiers were still standing there, silent.

They had learned the whole story and the fact that some of the soldiers were infected with the plague.

The captain of the guard looked at the group, "I didn't tell you because I was afraid it would cause unnecessary panic. But now, you should understand what happened. Tomorrow, we will try our best to travel as fast as possible and return to Drondheim as soon as possible. After returning to the main city a doctor who can be trusted will examine you. You don't have to worry too much, understand?"

"Understood!" the soldiers replied in unison.

"Go back and rest. We still have to get up early tomorrow. Dismissed!!"

The next day, Kant and his group advanced in the desert with all their might.

The mood of the soldiers was much gloomier than before. They were all focused on the yellow dirt road under their feet and did not chat with each other anymore.

When it was getting dark, the soldiers at the forefront finally broke out into cheers when they saw the main gate of Drondheim. "We're here!!"

Kant also looked up. The fatigue in the corner of his eyes disappeared when he saw the sign of Drondheim.

The soldiers on the city wall noticed Kant's group and immediately opened the city gate to pass through.

Kant's group returned to Drondheim a day earlier than expected, so there was no welcoming group behind the city gate.

The group rushed to the location of the barracks.

Kant also followed the soldiers to undergo a physical examination.

While waiting for the results, he asked the captain of the medical unit beside him, "Where is the infected soldier now?"

"When we went to check this morning, the soldier's vital signs were already gone." the captain of the medical unit replied.

After Kant heard this, he was silent for a moment. Then, he asked, "Where is his ashes? Did you bring them back?"

"Yes, we have already handed the urn to the captain of the guards." said the captain of the medical corps.

"I hope that the compensation brought by the imperial court can make up for the broken hearts of the families of the soldiers." Kant said with emotion.

After the examination results showed that Kant was not infected with the virus, Kant boarded the carriage and returned to the palace.

Before he left, Kant told the medical captain to report the results of the test to him.

If something unexpected happened, he had to respond in time.

When he arrived at the palace, Kant finally felt relieved.

When he returned to Drondheim, it meant that there were more generals and civil servants around him who could discuss with him and help him make decisions.

It was too difficult to fix all kinds of sudden changes by himself.

Kant prayed in his heart that the troubles in recent days would be an interlude that could be calmed after the rectification.

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Chapter 684: Derrick's Farewell

After Kant returned to Drondheim, many high-level meetings were held to resolve the engineering problem in Drondheim.

According to Kant's findings, Drondheim had abundant geographical resources and had enough potential to develop into a well-connected heavy industrial city. However, Drondheim was still in a period of steady growth, it was still a little difficult to invest a lot of manpower and financial resources into it.

"Drondheim is self-sufficient at the moment, and with the freshwater resources transferred from Cumberland in the south, there is no need to add more burdens on it." a minister said in a strong tone.

"But the population in the main city has almost reached a critical point. If we don't expand the territory in the next two years, the living space of the citizens of Drondheim will become precarious." another minister retorted.

"Although Durandal has enough coal resources, we can use it as a reserve of raw materials, we want to build Durandal into a complete industrial city. But with our current abilities, we can't do it." another minister stood out.

"Industry is the backup force that supports a country. In the early days of the founding of the country, we should try our best to nurture it regardless of the cost. If we miss this opportunity, then Drondheim's future will be unpredictable." a minister argued.

Kant sat silently in the chief seat as he listened to their debate.

Bunduk and Derrick also sat in their seats, seriously considering the conditions that the various ministers had proposed.

However, the meeting still didn't reach a definitive conclusion.

When the civil servants, who were divided into two factions, left the senate hall with a puzzled look on their faces.

Derrick walked up to Kant and bowed. "Lord."

"Yes." Kant nodded. The past few days of meetings had left him in an awful state.

"I'm here to bid you farewell." Derrick said respectfully.

Kant rubbed his temples and asked, "Are you ready to set off?"

"Yes. I'll set off for Durandal tomorrow morning." Derrick replied.

"Be careful on your way. I've been busy these past few days, so I won't be able to send you off tomorrow." Kant said as he looked at Derrick.

"Lord Kant, you've worked hard. This is the first time I've attended such a meeting. I've also been shocked by the momentum of the various ministers' heated debates." Derrick described to Kant.

"It's the same as before. They were doing at their best at their positions." Kant replied.

In fact, the intensity of the ministers' opinions this time had surprised him.

The meeting continued for a few days, but the heat of the debate had yet to subside.

It seemed like Durandal's investment had quite a deep impact.

"It's still you, Lord, who made the final decision on this matter. I wonder what you think after listening to the opinions of the ministers, Lord?" Derrick asked probingly.

"The construction in Durandal is indeed troublesome, but it's also unavoidable. What kind of city does Durandal need to be built into may be the key. For now, maintaining the local natural resources is the most important thing." Kant didn't answer directly, instead, he made a summary of what the ministers had said.

"Yes, I believe that Lord Kant will make a suitable decision in the end." Derrick said to Kant after listening to the summary.

"How many people are you planning to bring to Durandal this time?" Kant changed the topic and asked.

"About eight hundred people. This is the number of people I selected from my own subordinates after I learned about the recent situation in Durandal from Commander Bunduk." Derrick answered carefully.

"I see. You've thought it quite thoroughly." Kant nodded in agreement. "It will probably be late autumn by the time you return from your trip to Durandal. You must pack your necessary luggage and take care of your health. Convey my condolences to the soldiers accompanying you." Kant instructed.

"Yes, Lord." After receiving the order, Derrick took his leave.

By the time he returned to the barracks, the evening training was about to begin.

Derrick supervised the soldiers' drills and training tasks as usual.

When the command from the main general's platform sounded, all the soldiers needed to gather below the stage.

After disbanding the other soldiers, Derrick left behind the 800 soldiers who were to follow Derrick to Durandal the next day.

"We will be leaving tomorrow. Please prepare yourselves before we leave tonight." Derrick commanded.

"Yes!"

"Lord sends his regards to all of you on his behalf. He hopes that no accidents will happen during the few months that you will be stationed outside the city. You will be able to complete all your missions in Durandal. Do you hear me?" said Durandal.

"Roger!" the soldiers replied loudly, "Thank you, Lord!"

"Alright, dismissed!" Derrick saluted the soldiers below the stage and said, "Everyone, return to your dormitories and rest early."

After the meeting was adjourned, Derrick walked out of the training ground by himself.

He discovered that Bunduk was standing there waiting for him.

"Commander Bunduk." Derrick greeted Bunduk as he walked in front to him.

"Commander Derrick, you're going to Durandal tomorrow, right?" Bunduk asked.

"Yes."

The two of them walked side by side to the resting area of the military camp.

"I heard that in most area in Durandal City are construction areas." Bunduk said worriedly.

"Construction sites are much better than sleeping in the wilderness during war." Derrick said with a chuckle. "I heard from the Lord that General Adonis still wants to stay there."

"Actually, it's better to leave such a task to me. You are still not completely familiar with the military management of the main city. You should have more time to manage the military camp in the center." Bunduk voiced his doubts.

"Lord must have noticed my current weakness and wants me to train more outside of comfort zone. There will always be you taking care of me in the main city. Nobody would even notice if I slacked off." Derrick reflected.

"How can that be? I feel that I didn't help you in any way, and you've been working hard all this time." Bunduk shook his head and said, "I feel that you will definitely become a better commander than men in the future."

Derrick denied, "I'm already very satisfied to be able to stand on the same level as you, Commander Bunduk. As for surpassing you, that is something I can't imagine."

Bunduk continued shaking his head and didn't say anything else.

When they reached the entrance of the rest area, the two bade each other farewell and returned to their respective residences to rest.

The next morning, Derrick led his troops and set off from the military camp. Derrick said, "Let's go."

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Chapter 685: Final Result

After Derrick's troops reached the city gates, Bunduk rushed over with more than a dozen soldiers to send them off.

While Bunduk was encouraging the soldiers who were about to head to Durandal, the city gates opened.

A number of commoners swarmed into the streets.

Derrick sent people to inquire about the reason for these commoners' arrival.

After asking, they realized that these people were the family members of the soldiers who had died in battle.

They had long heard that Lord Kant was sending people to Durandal. This morning, when they saw a line of soldiers set off for the city gate, they hurriedly followed.

The family members of the soldiers held some offerings in their hands.

They were unable to cross the desert to visit the graves of the soldiers, so they could only ask the soldiers under Derricks to bring these to the graves of their relatives.

Seeing this scene, Derrick felt mixed emotions.

The soldiers under stared at Derrick. According to the army's rules, if he didn't agree, they couldn't accept such a request.

Derrick thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Put them in the reserve carriage."

All the soldiers who received the request solemnly put the offerings they had received into the carriage at the back of the army.

After being delayed at the city gate for a while, Derrick bade farewell to Bunduk and the others before leading the army into the desert. They disappeared into the vast sea of sand.

A few days after Derrick and the others arrived in Drondheim, a messenger from Derrick sent a message, saying that the reservoir project in Drondheim had officially begun.

This was the result obtained by Kant after the ministers of the two factions had fought for it.

The other projects in Durandal would be discussed again after the reservoir was completed.

Derrick and the others also took part in the reservoir construction project with the army.

It was expected that the first results would be seen in two months.

Kant sat in the palace's senate hall and watched the progress of Drondheim's development every day.

A few days ago, Kant had received a sample of the national emblem chosen from the people. This time, the designs of the national flag and national emblem was collected from the people. There were a lot of proposals that were well designed.

Kant chose a proposal that was the most in line with his original vision.

He would let the officer of the palace make the corresponding finished product.

He planned to wait until the founding of Caradia Empire was announced, and then officially start to use it.

The commoners who designed the final national flag and national emblem were naturally also richly rewarded.

The port route of Cumberland was officially opened, but so far, this port had only reached an agreement with the Elf Kingdom, connecting them to each other. But it still greatly reduced the distance between the main city of the Elf Kingdom and Cumberland. In the past, it would take a carriage to travel three days. But now, it would only take a day to arrive by ships.

In a few days, it would be Kant's birthday.

To Kant, such a day was no longer important.

However, the ceremonial officer in the palace was extremely attentive to this.

On the day before Kant's birthday, the palace was decorated with lanterns and decorations.

"Lord." the ceremonial officer came to the front of the senate hall once again.

It was lunchtime now. After Kant finished his dessert, he rinsed his mouth with tea. He sighed at the ceremonial officer, "You've been a frequent visitor recently."

"I'm sorry to disturb you during Lord's mealtime." the ceremonial officer bowed respectfully.

"It's fine. You came at a good time. I've already eaten lunch." Kant replied, "What's the matter this time?"

"The list of ministers invited to tomorrow's birthday banquet has been prepared. I'll pass it to you to review." the ceremonial officer replied.

"Well, it's pretty good." Kant nodded after roughly looking at the list.

After saying that, he handed the list back to the ceremonial officer.

"In addition, we made a new set of formal clothes for Lord's birthday. I hope you can personally appraise it, Lord." the ceremonial officer lowered his head and said.

"Actually, you don't have to go through so much trouble." Kant frowned.

"Lord's birthday is a day that equally important to the new year. We naturally have to prepare for it." the ceremonial officer insisted.

Kant couldn't help but stroke his forehead. In the past few days, the ceremonial officers in the palace had been busy coming in and out. The entire imperial court and the people all knew that Lord's birthday was coming up.

Even Derrick from far away in Durandal had sent a congratulatory letter.

Kant wasn't used to such an atmosphere.

"Then show it to me first." Kant compromised.

The ceremonial officer nodded, "Yes."

Then, he retreated to the side and clapped, "Present the new gown."

The two ceremonial officers carried a wooden stake with the gown and walked into the hall. They placed it neatly in the hall and then pushed it aside.

Kant looked up, and his eyes revealed a hint of praise.

"This ceremonial robe is made from the national emblem that Lord chose a few days ago. With the cinnabar color as the base, the patterns on the brocade robe were made overnight by several skilled female workers, and the lines were smooth. Overall, it's simple and elegant, and it's very compatible with your temperament, Lord," the ceremonial officer introduced from the side.

"Well done," Kant praised, "But the cost of such a gown is very high. It's better not to focus on it in the future."

Kant naturally had his own worries in his heart. Drondheim seemed to have a good future. That was because of his own ability and the sacrifice of many soldiers. It was because the people of Drondheim had a beautiful vision for the future.

But as a lord, he could not forget the cruel reality behind this prosperity, and now was only a good beginning. Kant would not be satisfied with current status and would not stop here to enjoy it.

He wanted to convey to everyone, not only his ambition, but also his determination.

If anyone noticed his extravagance, then Drondheim's hard-won forces would gradually become loose.

For Kant, the material requirements were as follows: he could sleep in a comfortable bed every day, and his meals consisted of delicious red wine and delicious food. That was enough.

If he wanted more in this area, he had to match the capabilities of his own country.

That way, both the people and the officials would be convinced.

Kant asked the guards to come forward and move the dress to the side hall.

When the ceremonial officer saw Kant take the dress, he took his leave and left with his subordinates.

Kant sat in the senate hall and thought, "According to the schedule, there will be a big meeting tomorrow."

At the meeting, Kant will address the people in the city and the high officials of the court.

It was rare to have such an assembly during the year. Most of the time, it was on new year.

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Chapter 686: The Founding of the Empire

Kant thought about it carefully: in order to celebrate the victory of the expedition team, they held a celebration in the main city. His birthday was this year's second national assembly.

Kant picked up a seal on the side, with his fingers rubbed on its surface, engraved with the national emblem of the same gold lion.

After thinking for a while, Kant decided to announce the completion of the Caradia Empire at the celebration tomorrow.

With this in mind, Kant dug out the constitutional document presented by the Ministry of Justice a few days ago.

He looked it over carefully.

This constitution was made by Kant in consultation with all the ministers that served in the imperial court.

It stipulated the centralized political system of the Caradia Empire.

It also listed in detail the organizational principles and powers of the state institutions, the basic rights and tasks of the citizens of the empire.

The ranks of officials and the division of departments in the imperial court were all readjusted.

The transfer of personnel still took some time to get used to, but now the court was probably on the right track to apply the provisions of the constitution.

After Kant carefully read the constitution, he was more certain in his heart that he would open up the idea to the people tomorrow.

Drondheim was now a peaceful place in a desert oasis, and this would be the first time Kant had presented his vision to the people.

A centralized country relied heavily on leadership at the top, Kant wanted to use Drondheim as the center to convey to the people who lived on the land of the Caradia Empire the belief that under a centralized system, the people also needed to participate.

This was Kant's balancing choice at the top of the centralized power. He believed in his ability to lead such a system.

Until late at night, Kant was still busy in front of the case, preparing for tomorrow's publication.

On his birthday, early in the morning, the ceremony officers came with their men to bathe and change Kant.

Under the service of the ceremonial officers, Kant put on the dress he had been given yesterday and walked out of the palace.

Outside the palace stood a high platform that had been built overnight. At the same time that the palace door opened, a band stood on both sides of the door and began to play music.

The sound of cannon salutes followed: pink petals covered the entire open space.

Kant walked to the high platform under the eyes and cheers of the people and officials.

After the usual etiquette ended, Kant cleared his throat and signaled for everyone to be quiet for the time being.

The officials below the platform had already received the news and were mentally prepared.

Meanwhile, the people who did not know the inside story had curious looks on their faces as they looked forward to Kant's follow-up speech.

"I, the Lord of Drondheim, Kant, announce that Drondheim is no longer an ordinary colonial estate. Instead, it is the capital of the Caradia Empire that you and I built together! Each and every one of you are citizens under the protection of the Caradia Empire!" Kant said solemnly word by word.

"Eh?!" Among the crowd below the stage, after Kant finished his first sentence, there was a series of surprised exclamations. In the end, when Kant finished his words, everyone's faces revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. Then, they hugged each other and cheered.

Seeing that the reaction of the people was much more positive than expected, Kant was relieved.

After Kant's speech ended, the elected representative from the high officials stood on stage. He introduced the nature of the Caradia Empire to everyone and read out the newly formulated constitution.

"Today is not only Lord's birthday, but also the birth of the Caradia Empire. I hope everyone can spend it happily." the minister concluded.

Kant's birthday celebration ended here.

From now on, on this day every year, everyone in the country would take a day off.

When the Caradia Empire grew stronger and took in more people, this day would become an even more precious day.

After Kant returned to the palace, he leisurely sat down in the side hall of the senate hall.

It still required a lot of energy to make a speech in front of thousands of people.

Kant, who had been dealing with political affairs in the palace all day, was also extremely tired.

After sitting for a while, a ceremonial officer brought his men in one after another. Each of them held a tray in their hands.

"This is?" Kant asked.

"This is the folk snack made by various merchants at today's gathering," the ceremonial officer replied.

"Alright, put them down." Kant nodded and said.

"Yes." the ceremonial officer replied. Then, he instructed everyone to place the dishes in their hands on the dining table.

Kant was not used to having so many people watching while he was eating. He said to the ceremonial officer, "It's alright, you can leave now."

The ceremonial officer glanced at the dishes on the table and nodded hesitantly. Then he left with his people.

According to the procedure, the ceremonial officer should have made an introduction of the various dishes. But when he saw Lord Kant's tired face, he thought that Lord Kant would not be in the mood to listen to him. So he did not make another suggestion.

Kant sat down at the dining table and began to taste all kinds of snacks by himself.

Each dish had a soft texture and a good taste.

Unconsciously, Kant also began to taste carefully and wholeheartedly into this dish.

In the end, the stomach in the body could not take more burden, and the mouth could no longer swallow it. Only then did Kant put down the cutlery in his hand.

He took a sip of tea and rinsed his mouth.

Kant sat at the table, and his eyes unconsciously looked toward the door of the senate hall.

It was noon now, and the outside of the palace was very lively. During this rare holiday, there should not be any officials coming to him to report on government affairs.

Usually at this time, there would be civil servants or generals coming to him to discuss government affairs.

Kant sat quietly for a long time. After making sure that no one would come, he returned to the side hall to rest.

In this world, almost no one had the habit of taking a nap. Kant used to have this habit, but after managing Drondheim, this habit gradually disappeared.

Now, he could not think of any other place to sit in front of the bed. Although the bustle outside the palace was caused by him, it was not suitable for him to participate. Although his birthday wasn't a special day, it would be too sad if he had to deal with his own affairs on this day. Kant was a politician and a military strategist, not a workaholic. Moreover, today was a national holiday, so no text was sent into the palace.

After closing the thin quilt and lying down, Kant began to try to get himself back into the habit of taking a nap.

His brain still seemed excited, and scenes from the past kept appearing in his mind: his father and mother, the stalemate he faced when he first came to Drondheim, the anger and nervousness of being defeated in the battle to reinforce the Elf Kingdom.

Kant's thoughts were fading, and he fell into a deep sleep.

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Chapter 687: Dinner With the Ministers

Kant had a dream. He was standing in a tunnel, and it seemed that there was a strong wind blowing through the tunnel, but his body did not feel anything. No one around him seemed to see him. Kant's heart gradually rose with fear and panic. He tried to run out of the tunnel. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape.

When his heart began to despair, a pair of hands pushed him out of the tunnel, causing the light of the sun to shine on Kant's body again. Kant wanted to turn around and see who the owner of those hands was, but he could only see a blurry figure.

"Lord." Kant heard someone call out.

After opening his eyes, Kant saw the ceremonial officer anxiously walking beside the bed.

After seeing Kant open his eyes, the ceremonial officer said happily, "Lord, you are finally awake."

Kant looked out of the window. The sky had completely darkened. He asked, "What time is it now?"

"The evening banquet is about to begin. Lord, you have to start preparing quickly." the ceremonial officer explained the current situation.

Kant nodded and got up from the bed.

The ceremonial officer immediately went forward to change his clothes. The attendant beside him brought a basin of water and asked Kant to wash his hands.

After everything was prepared, Kant led a group of people to the banquet hall.

The banquet hall's guest seats were already filled with ministers who had been invited into the palace. After Kant arrived, the scene began to play music.

"Congratulations on Lord's birthday!" after Kant sat down, the ministers stood up and greeted him in unison.

"Well, thank you very much. Hurry up and sit down." Kant greeted them.

"Serve the dishes!" the ceremonial officer standing outside the banquet hall announced.

A row of orderly ceremonial officers walked to the front of the hall with dishes in their hands. They placed the fine wine and dishes on the tables of the various guests before respectfully leaving.

"Well." after seeing that the dishes were all served, Kant nodded and said, "As the leader, let me first toast the ministers with a cup of wine. Thank you for coming to participate in this banquet."

As Kant said that, he raised the wine glass in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.

When the ministers saw how straightforward Lord Kant was, they also raised the wine glass on their table and drank the entire glass.

"On behalf of the army, I'll toast to you, Lord." Bunduk sat close to Kant. At this time, he had already filled the second cup and raised his cup to Kant.

Kant smiled and nodded.

Following that, more civil servants and generals would propose a toast to Kant.

After Kant drank a few glasses, he felt that he was unable to hold his liquor. Hence, he called off the toast and invited everyone to eat together.

During the meal, many ministers took out their gifts.

Some of the items were really rare, especially a bow. The shape and the strength of the bow was top grade. It was unknown where the minister had found such a weapon.

Kant was not interested in these, while Bunduk watched from the side.

People who had been on the battlefield for a long-time loved weapons more than ordinary people. In Bunduk's eyes, this bow could be treated as a treasure collection.

The process of displaying the gifts had opened the eyes of all the ministers.

There were some who were proud and some who were envious.

It added a lot of fun to the banquet.

In order not to disturb the happy atmosphere, Kant accepted all the gifts from the ministers.

However, when the banquet was over, the gifts would be returned to the officials who gave them.

After the meal, everyone put down their bowls. They started to listen to Kant talk about his ambition to build a country.

In Kant's eyes, the territory of Caradia will never be restrained at the Nahrin Desert.

But a journey of ten thousand miles begins with a single step.

The Nahrin Desert is the starting point of the Caradia Empire.

To make it an oasis of multiple meanings is the primary goal at present.

The development of the capital, Drondheim, is now in full swing. Both military and business were developing greatly.

Kant believed that they had enough strength to achieve their first goal.

Only after they had jumped to a new level would they have a chance to continue to carry out the blueprint of the Caradia Empire.

Everyone couldn't help clapping.

Although they were all high-ranking officials, most of them were in their twenties or thirties.

At this age, when they chose to enter politics, the hot blood in their hearts was indispensable.

Kant's words were exactly what they had expected.

None of the ambitious younglings would expect their boss to be a man who followed the rules and was willing to be ordinary.

The minister let go of the burden and began to speak one by one of their own minds about their own position.

Kant sat in his seat and sipped wine as he listened.

They talked until late into the night, until most of them passed out at the table.

Kant then arranged for the crowd to disperse and watched the guards carry the officials out of the banquet hall.

Perhaps it was because he had eaten too much today compared to the past, Kant did not immediately return to the palace where he was resting. Instead, he strolled around the palace accompanied by the guards.

He did not go back to rest until it was late at night.

The next morning, Kant got up early and went to the senate hall to begin his new day.

However, there was only a mountain of paperwork on this day.

Kant sat down at the table.

On the table, he saw a letter.

It was from Durandal.

Kant asked the attendant beside him, "When did this letter arrive?"

"It was sent to the palace by the messenger four hours ago." the attendant replied.

Kant nodded, silently opened the envelope, and carefully read it.

After he finished reading and put down the letter, a trace of joy appeared on his face.

Durandal's reservoir had been built before the rainy season, and Durandal's staff had sent a survey report: this year would be the year with the highest rainfall in the past decade.

For Caradia Empire, which had just taken over this area, this was indeed a happy thing.

After Kant sat there and thought for a moment, he immediately wrote a reply.

In the letter, he instructed Derrick to arrange for the troops under Adonis to be sent back to their hometowns for the holidays.

He also asked Derrick to always remember to report on the operation of the reservoir and the water quality investigation report for the freshwater lake.

The information reported by Durandal would be evaluated by the relevant departments in the imperial court before it was finally summarized to Kant.

At the end of the letter, Kant instructed, "Don't forget to reward the soldiers who travel with you."

Kant was truly surprised that this project could be completed ahead of the expected deadline.

After Kant sorted out the letter, he handed it to the messenger. He ordered the messenger to pick out a few guards and take the boxes of supplies to Durandal.

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Chapter 688: The Day After the Founding of the Empire

The news of the founding of the Caradia Empire naturally spread throughout the Nahrin Desert and the coast where the Elf Kingdom was located.

The Elf King had sent over a dozen boxes of congratulatory gifts and a greeting letter.

Cumberland and Durandal also sent congratulatory letters.

Meanwhile, Kant was busy mobilizing personnel from the main city to the local areas.

The current capacity of Cumberland had increased by dozens of times, and it was almost time to select the second batch of expatriates.

Kant asked the minister in charge of household registration, Kylak, to discuss with him.

Before Kylak was announced into the hall, Kant handed over the report sent by Cumberland to him for reading.

After reading it, Kylak said to Kant, "Cumberland's development is really fast with each passing day. It seems that the local officials have come up with a lot of good ideas on local policies."

"Yes, but the first batch of relocated population is only for the experimental stage. According to the current situation, we should be able to start the second batch of recruitment." Kant argued with Kylak.

"Yes, we can start, but based on the environment in the city, who knows how many people are willing to move to Cumberland?" Kylak said worriedly.

"Let's test the results first. Even if the number of people is up, we have to find suitable candidates according to different age," Kant instructed.

"Yes, Lord." Kylak replied.

The next day, the news of the second recruitment spread in Drondheim.

In short, there were still many people who came to the household registration office with their families to register. But the merchants in the city reacted more coldly.

Although the free-trade market had a bright future, if they squeezed in as the second batch of merchants, they would not get any good food.

Drondheim was the main city of the political center, and it was not easy to get a foothold here, so why go there again.

Most of the people who signed up were from agriculture and industry, as well as some logistics practitioners. These people usually shuttled between agricultural land and the market, and they had familiar connections in the merchants of Drondheim. So for them, this relocation edict might be a rare opportunity.

Kylak was in charge of the final intelligence report, after reading the letters sent one by one. He reported the names of the people involved to Kant.

"Out of more than 6,000 people, 1,580 people were chosen. Those who were chosen should feel very lucky." Kant said as he looked at the data list at the end of the list.

"It seems that I did worry too much before. I'm really ashamed." Kylak said embarrassedly.

"Perhaps for Cumberland, this is the upper limit of the number of people that can be carried within the territory." Kant said to Kylak as he flipped the pages. "You've chosen well."

"Thank you for your praise, Lord." Kylak bowed and saluted.

"Let's arrange according to this report. It's just that with so many people's household registration changes, I'll have to trouble you and your subordinates again." Kant handed the report back to Kylak and instructed.

"It's our duty." Kylak took the report humbly and continued, "This matter requires the cooperation of the officials of Cumberland. We will definitely hand over the new report to Lord as soon as possible."

"Yes." Kant nodded in response.

Under the arrangement of Kylak, the selected residents received the official reply and began to prepare for the migration according to the previous procedure.

The departure of one or two thousand people was not a big change for Drondheim.

After sending off the group of people with the firecrackers and fireworks, Drondheim returned to the usual situation.

It was just that everyone was looking for new people to replace the former position of the people who had left.

For the imperial court, there were three or four officials who came to Kant to apply for transfer to Cumberland.

As long as they had performed well since taking office, Kant respected their personal development aspirations and did not force them to stay.

After the next batch of documents were given to the officials, they passed the matter on.

Half a month passed. The soldiers who had been stationed in Durandal for half a year finally welcomed their first vacation.

When they returned to Drondheim, Kant did not greet them. Instead, he asked Bunduk to help greet them.

After the soldiers returned to the barracks and put down all the supplies belonging to the army, they returned to their respective homes.

The vacation this time was about fifteen days. After fifteen days, they would return to the barracks. As for whether they would train in the army or be sent to Durandal for a second shift, it would have to be decided based on the circumstances of the time.

The leader of this team was Adonis. He had also returned to Drondheim.

Because he knew that everyone was homesick, Adonis did not arrange any gathering. He ordered the troops to disband at the military camp.

After the troops were disbanded, Adonis brought the news sent by Durandal to the palace.

"Lord." Adonis greeted.

"Why are you here?" Kant raised his head from the document and asked.

"I'm here to hand in the report." Adonis bowed and handed the report to Kant.

"You can ask the messenger to do these things." Kant said after he finished the document.

"Lord messenger is running back and forth in the desert. It's really too tiring. Taking advantage of our return trip, I took over his mission and settled him in Drondheim so that he can have a good rest. I hope Lord won't blame me." Adonis carefully explained.

"The weather in the desert has been unpredictable recently." Kant nodded slightly. "You haven't returned to Drondheim for half a year, right. "Now that you're back in the city, you still have to come to the palace. I've really troubled you. I'll take this report. You should hurry home to see your family and children."

"Thank you, Lord," Adonis said gratefully.

After saying goodbye, he left the senate hall.

Kant sat back down and picked up the documents of Durandal to read.

Before he knew it, the sky outside the window had completely darkened.

"Lord, it's time for your dinner." the guard at the side couldn't help but remind him.

"Well, you all go and eat. I'll finish reading this part of the document and then have my dinner." Kant ordered with a frown, his eyes still focused on the document.

Hearing Kant's words, the guard at the side consciously didn't say anything else. Instead, he stood quietly at the side and waited.

An hour later, Kant finally stood up from the table and handed the revised document to the attendant.

He slowly walked to the dining table in the side hall and sat down.

A team of attendants came in with dishes and placed them on the table.

The kitchen had already distributed the dishes that they had prepared earlier, and they had made new dishes for Kant not long ago.

Kant shook his head when he knew about it. It seemed that he would have to find someone to discuss with the kitchen in the future and not prepare dinner for himself too early.

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Chapter 689: Inspection at the Military Camp

Drondheim's coal resources were constantly transported to Drondheim. They were processed by the state-run factory on the outskirts of Drondheim.

Of course, this was under the conditions of maintaining the amount of coal stored in the Drondheim coal factory.

After being processed by the factory, the refined coal was sent to the military camp and other places, displaying its outstanding quality.

In Durandal's letter, Derrick mentioned the cooperation intentions of the Elf Kingdom's organization to the Durandal coal factory.

This really surprised Kant a little. He didn't expect Elf Kingdom to propose such cooperation first.

However, he still needed to carefully consider it before deciding to cooperate.

After all, this might affect the international relations between the two countries.

Kant was quite troubled by this matter.

One evening, after dealing with today's documents.

Kant decided to go to the military camp during this free time.

Adonis' army had finished their vacation and returned to the ranks. He didn't know what the status of the training was.

With this thought, Kant took his guards and went to the training ground of the military camp without informing anyone beforehand.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the flagstone road of the palace. Kant, who was sitting in the carriage, could not help but open the curtains and look at the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Could they be resting?" Kant asked the guard who acted as the drayman.

"It shouldn't be. It's still quite early to the end of the training at this time." the guard replied.

These guards were all elites who had come out of the army. They had a very clear understanding of the life of the army.

Kant nodded when he heard this.

After arriving at the military camp, Kant got off the carriage and walked to the training ground.

No one was allowed to ride a horse instead of walking in the military camp. Therefore, Kant followed the rules of the army in a low-key manner even if it was not necessary.

He just walked to the front of the training ground. Kant heard the shouts of the people in the training ground.

"Lord." When Kant led a group of guards into the training ground, Adonis had already noticed them. He walked across half of the training ground and came forward to greet them.

"Hmm. How is the training of your soldiers? I heard that this training mode was only introduced in the army after you went to Durandal." Kant asked Adonis.

"Yes. The soldiers had just started training in this mode. Everyone felt that it was quite novel. However, the plan that Commander Bunduk and the other officers discussed is indeed very good. Most of the soldiers are already familiar with it," Adonis replied.

"Yes, it looks really good." Kant said as he glanced at the soldiers in formation in the distance.

"Lord." Without knowing when, Bunduk had already walked to Kant's side. At this moment, he spoke and bowed.

"Commander Bunduk, I asked you to compile a list of the soldiers who went to Durandal the day before yesterday. You haven't given it to me yet." Kant reminded him after he noticed Bunduk.

"I'm sorry, Lord. I'll definitely give you the list by tomorrow." Bunduk said with some difficulty.

"It's hard to gather the opinions of the soldiers, right?" Kant continued.

"The soldiers did indeed say some of their own opinions. But the situations of their families are different. It took some time to understand them all." Bunduk replied hesitantly.

"Mm. Then you can hand them over to me after you've sorted them out. There's no need to worry about time." Kant replied after thinking for a while.

"Thank you, Lord." Bunduk heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

Under the leadership of Bunduk and Adonis, Kant inspected every soldier in every formation. After the inspection ended, it was unknowingly time for the afternoon training to be dismissed.

Before Bunduk went on stage, he asked Kant if he wanted to say a few words to the soldiers in the army. Kant shook his head and rejected the suggestion.

"Lord, it's already dinner time. Are you going back to the palace?" After the soldiers dispersed, Bunduk walked off the stage and asked Kant.

"Yes, it's time for dinner." Kant said, "Then the three of us can eat together."

After saying that, he pointed at Adonis beside him.

"This should be the first time I'm eating with you, right?" Kant asked Adonis.

Adonis was a little surprised by Kant's suggestion. He could only nod at Kant's question.

"So, are we going to…?" Bunduk hesitated and asked with a difficult expression.

"Eat with the soldiers, just like you usually do." Kant replied.

Kant dismissed the guards around him and asked them to find their comrades in the army to reminisce.

On the empty training ground, only Kant, Bunduk, and Adonis were left.

"Where is the military camp's dining hall?" Kant asked. His gaze turned to Bunduk.

After meeting Kant's eyes, Bunduk walked in front of Kant in fear and trepidation and said, "Lord, let me lead the way."

"Alright."

The decoration of the dining hall in the military camp was still not bad. Kant walked in and nodded in satisfaction.

The soldiers lined up in front of the windows of the various dishes. There were also quite a number of people who had rushed to the front who had already sat in their seats and started eating.

The room was filled with the sounds of soldiers talking and the collision of knives, forks, and dishes.

Bunduk led the other two to an empty seat in the corner and sat down.

"Lord, please wait a moment." said Bunduk. After saying that, he gave Adonis a look and then walked to the kitchen.

Kant nodded as a response and quietly waited in his own seat.

Adonis was asked by Bunduk to stay by Kant's side, and he was a little uneasy at this strange situation.

Kant looked around the entire dining hall, pointed to a long line in a corner on the right, and asked, "What are those soldiers queuing up for?"

Adonis followed Kant's hand and looked up. After seeing the situation clearly, he replied, "That's where the beer is held. It's quite popular among the soldiers, right?"

"Beer?" Kant asked.

"Yes. Beer brewed from fresh wheat shipped from Cumberland. It was only provided in the barracks a few months ago." Adonis explained.

"It sounds pretty good. Can you help me get a cup?" Kant asked.

"Of course." Adonis listened to Kant's words and immediately stood up to follow the long line.

Kant's body seemed to be shrouded in a powerful aura. Even during his free time during meals, it still persisted.

Adonis walked behind the line of soldiers and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

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Chapter 690: A Delightful Dinner

Actually, when it came to Kant's drinking habit, he usually only drank red wine and was not very interested in beer.

It was just that the atmosphere just now was a little awkward. In order to let Adonis relax a little, Kant decided to ask him for a small favor to break the awkwardness. At the same time, he left some buffer time.

At this time, Bunduk had already walked out from the kitchen. Behind him was a helper pushing a dining cart filled with plates.

After walking in, Bunduk saw that there was only Kant on the dining table. He said with some dissatisfaction, "How can this Adonis leave you alone, Lord?"

"I asked him to help me get a beer, and now he is still working hard to line up. It won't be a problem for me to sit here alone." Kant explained, then called the helper to start serving the dishes.

"I see." Hearing Kant's words, Bunduk relaxed. He pulled out the dining chair and sat down.

"When he comes, let's eat together." Kant said.

"Yes." Bunduk replied, and then he looked back at the line in front of the beer machine. He thought of something and said, "Lord, in my impression, you don't really drink beer."

"Yes, because I really don't feel like drinking." Kant said with a smile. "But just now, I felt that General Adonis was sitting beside me and didn't seem very comfortable. So I thought of asking him to help me."

"As expected. Lord, you are really too meticulous." Bunduk seemed like he had expected this situation. Then, he explained for Adonis, "Although his personality is rather casual, he is also a little reserved. Lord, don't mind him."

"I went with him to Durandal's field survey before. He is indeed a very easygoing person. I don't know why, but after returning to the main city, he seems a lot more reserved in front of me." Kant waved his hand, he indicated that he did not mind.

"Perhaps the atmosphere around here has changed," Bunduk mentioned.

"Yes." Kant nodded and said, "You and General Adonis are old friends, right?"

"Yes. Initially, he joined the army about half a year later than me. After that, he has been helping me. Our personalities can be considered to be on good terms, so we have been good friends for many years." Bunduk answered with a smile.

"That's good. After all, if you are not familiar with him, it doesn't make sense for the two of us to discuss behind his back." Kant joked. "Why didn't General Adonis go with you when we went to the Undead City?"

Bunduk was about to say something, but Adonis's voice interrupted him. "I'm back."

Bunduk smiled apologetically at Kant. He turned around and looked at Adonis, who was carrying a plate with three cups of beer and walked over.

Adonis placed the plate on the table and placed the beer in front of the three sides.

He asked Kant and Bunduk in puzzlement, "Why aren't you talking? I saw you chatting happily when I was in line just now."

"Just now, Lord Kant asked about you, and you just happened to come back. So, it's not convenient for me to answer on your behalf." Bunduk explained with a smile.

"Huh? Lord, what are you asking?" Adonis sat down in his seat with a puzzled look.

"I'm asking General Bunduk why he didn't take you to war when you were under him." Kant replied after taking a sip of beer and savoring it carefully.

This beer tasted pretty good.

"Ah, that time in the Undead City?" After understanding the topic, a hint of awkwardness appeared on Adonis's face.

"Yes." Bunduk chimed in.

"That time, I accidentally got injured, so I wasn't included in the list of candidates." Adonis said hesitantly.

"Injured? Is it because of training?" Kant asked. From Bunduk's snickering, he already understood the reason for Adonis's awkwardness.

"No, it's because I sprained my leg during a competition with my soldiers." Adonis said with difficulty.

"Oh." Kant replied thoughtfully and continued, "Actually, you still want to follow along to the battlefield, right?"

"Yes. After I received the command to go to the military camp, I immediately registered with Commander Bunduk." Adonis said unwillingly. "In the end, because of a moment of impulse, I could only be transferred to be the logistics."

Hearing this, Bunduk could not help but laugh. After Adonis glared at him, he covered his mouth with his hand.

"Hmm, have you recovered from your injury?" After listening to the whole story, Kant asked with a faint smile on his lips as he opened the cover of the plate on the table.

"I have completely recovered," Adonis replied, "When Bunduk went there, I often wrote to him."

Kant had already picked up his knife and fork, indicating that everyone could start eating.

"Why?" Kant asked after cutting off a piece of smoked chicken.

"Because I want to know what the situation at the front line is like…" Adonis earnestly narrated the content of his letter.

Kant would occasionally make a few remarks, but during the meal, it was mostly Bunduk and Adonis who were talking, and Kant quietly sat at the side and listened.

To be able to see the subordinates he valued to act freely and naturally in front of him, to be able to show their true side, this was already enough for Kant.

After dinner, Bunduk and Adonis brought Kant out of the dining hall.

Kant's personal guards had already stood in line and waited outside the door.

"How do you feel about eating with me this time? It's not too awkward, right?" Kant said to Bunduk.

Bunduk lowered his head in embarrassment and said seriously, "I'm very happy to be able to have dinner with Lord."

"Mm, the dishes you prepared are also very delicious," Kant said jokingly, "Then I'll return to the palace. I didn't let you drink too much just now. After all, there are still soldiers training at night. After today's mission is completed, rest early."

"Okay, thank you, Lord." Bunduk and Adonis replied in unison.

Kant nodded and led the guards out of the main gate of the military camp.

Outside the gate of the military camp, the carriage that Kant had come in was still parked.

After boarding the carriage, the guards drove the horse to the palace.

After returning to the palace, Kant didn't immediately take a bath and rest. Instead, he practiced calligraphy on the table in the senate hall.

The saying that practicing calligraphy could cultivate one's temperament still held some truth in Kant's mind.

At this time, as the tip of the brush crossed over the paper, Kant's heart gradually became enriched and calmed down.

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Chapter 691: The Visit of the Elven King

Kant had a better understanding of the loneliness of being a monarch in these days.

Perhaps this was also due to his requirements on himself. In front of a talented politician, it also required a certain level of sacrifice in order to obtain what he wanted.

In contrast, the Elven King next door seemed to be much better off.

Just as Kant was thinking about the differences between himself and the Elven King, the Elven King unexpectedly came to visit.

The news reached the palace a few days before the Elven King and his people arrived at the city gate of the Caradia Empire.

"Why is it so sudden?" Kant thought to himself after listening to the messenger.

The Elf Kingdom and the Caradia Empire could be said to be on par with each other.

Moreover, the two countries often had military and commercial exchanges. It could be said that their relationship was solid.

Even if the other party announced their sudden visit, the Elven King was the ruler of a country and had traveled thousands of miles to come here. Kant had to go to the city gate to welcome them.

After instructing his subordinates to make relevant preparations.

Kant rode his horse on the day of the Elven King's visit and led the entire guard team to the city gate to welcome them.

The Elven King probably did not expect Kant to come personally. When he saw Kant in person, he could not help but be pleasantly surprised.

The two of them rode on horseback and reminisced about the past. On horseback, they talked about the development of the Elf Kingdom and Cumberland.

After arriving at the palace, Kant invited the Elven King to the senate hall to take a seat. He also asked the attendants to prepare tea to relieve the heat.

The two of them sat opposite each other and rested for a while.

Kant finally opened his mouth and asked, "Is there something very important that your highness has personally come here?"

"I've come this time mainly for two things. The first is to express my belated congratulations to the Caradia Empire. The second is to explain to you, Lord Kant, for this belated congratulations." the Elven King did not delay any further, he directly replied.

"It has been more than three months since the founding of the Caradia Kingdom. Your Highness wanted to visit personally, but you couldn't be able to arrive in time. It must be because you have some matters to attend to. May I know what kind of predicament the Elf Kingdome has encountered?" Kant asked.

In his heart, he had a vague feeling that the troubles the Elf Kingdom had encountered were also related to the Caradia Empire.

"This predicament has something to do with Cumberland." the Elven King glanced at Kant with appreciation, he continued, "The Elf Kingdom's seaport has been built for more than a hundred years. During this period, every sixty years, we will follow the instructions of the Dwarf Kingdom's craftsmen and invite them to come and carry out maintenance inspections. This is a custom that must be followed by the countries that employ dwarf craftsmen. However, we haven't been able to contact the people of the Dwarf Kingdom this year."

Kant was slightly surprised when he heard the words 'Dwarf Kingdom' and waited until he had heard everything the Elven King had to say. Kant couldn't help but mention, "I heard that the people of the Dwarf Kingdom have moved away from their original place. Perhaps…"

The Elven King listened to Kant's words, he shook his head and said, "They moved away because the Beastman tribe has occupied their estate. I know that too. The dwarfs sent us a letter informing us of their new address, but when we went to look for them according to their address, we couldn't find them."

"I didn't expect that they moved to avoid a war." Kant asked in surprise, "Then where did they go?"

"We don't know that either. The investigation has been going on for several months, but we still haven't gotten any results. So, I want to borrow the power of the Caradia Empire to help find their traces," the Elven King pleaded.

Kant frowned as he thought. He recalled the time when he stayed in Cumberland. The days he spent with Vivian and the dwarven craftsmen. He recalled the meaningful gazes in the eyes of the other dwarven craftsmen whenever they looked at Vivian.

Now, everything made sense when combined with the facts of the time.

Vivian's hand must have been injured during the battle. Although the dwarves were harsh in their words, they were actually kind-hearted. They did not like fighting and were rather timid. For them, it was better to cherish their hands, give up the land, and build a new home somewhere else.

Vivian should be one of the few dwarfs who resolutely resisted and participated in the actual fight. In the eyes of the other dwarfs who gave up resisting, even if she was treated as an alien, she should be loved, and respected.

Therefore, when Vivian became the leader, no dwarfs would want to disobey her orders.

Kant pieced together all the previous memories.

The dwarven craftsmen had indeed inadvertently brought many twists and turns to Cumberland.

Kant did not know how deep the bond between the Dwarf Kingdom and the Elf Kingdom was. It was able to make the Elven King travel in the desert for nearly half a month to come to Caradia to ask for help.

However, with Kant's temperament, since he knew that such a thing had happened to the people who had helped him, he would not sit idly by.

After thinking for a while, Kant said solemnly to the Elven King, "I have worked with the dwarven craftsmen for a period of time. Since they might be in danger, Caradia will definitely help to investigate the matters. Your Highness, you don't have to worry."

"Thank you, Lord Kant." the Elven King finally relaxed his nervous expression. "Thank you," he said to Kant.

There should be a banquet prepared for his highness in the palace at night.

At that time, the ministers of both countries would be invited.

Thinking of this, Kant did not ask the Elven King about the current information the Elf Kingdom had. Instead, he instructed him to return to his residence and rest.

After all, it was not too early.

The Elven King understood Kant's meaning. After bidding farewell to each other, he let the guards lead the way out of the palace.

The palace was brightly lit at night.

Kant was once again shocked by the decoration department's ability.

After putting on his luxurious clothes, he walked to the banquet hall, wondering if he should dismiss this group of people from the decoration department.

When they stepped through the door of the banquet hall, the ministers of the two countries who were originally sitting stood up and saluted Kant.

Kant waved his hand and motioned for them to sit down.

Then, he walked up the stairs and sat on the main seat. Next to his table was the seat of the Elven King.

"Your Highness."

Hearing the greetings from the crowd, Kant raised his head and looked at the door.

The Elven King walked in wearing a yellow brocade robe.

Kant gestured for his attendant to come down and receive the Elven King.

The Elven King did not seem to know where his seat was. He waited until the guard walked up to him and respectfully invited him to take a seat before walking towards Kant with a smile on his face.

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Chapter 692: Welcoming the Elves to the Banquet

"Sorry, I'm a little late." the Elf King said to Kant with a smile.

"It's okay. The banquet was prepared for you, Your Highness," Kant stood up and replied.

The Elf King shook his head and sat down in his seat.

Kant glanced at the attendant beside him and sat down with the Elf King.

"Ministers, the banquet has begun." After receiving Kant's reminder, the guard announced to the ministers of the two countries.

The ministers who were sitting at the guest table were also silent.

"Today is a banquet to welcome the guests from the Elf Kingdom. I hope that everyone will not be reserved. Communicate with each other more. We should improve the mutual understanding between the two countries. Here, I would like to give a toast to His Highness the Elf King and the other ministers of the Elf Kingdom as a host." Kant picked up the wine glass and gestured to the Elf King, he drank the wine in one gulp.

"Hehe." the Elf King laughed happily. "Thank you, Lord Kant. Then, on behalf of the Elf Kingdom, I would like to propose a toast to you. I hope that the future of the Caradia Empire will be bright and that the cooperation between the two countries will be more harmonious."

After seeing the Elf King gave a toast, the officials under him also raised their glasses and drank the wine.

Under the direction, the band began to play the court music.

During the banquet, the officials sitting in the lead seats began to chat with each other. Whether it was the elven race or the human race, they were all in high spirits.

Before Kant tested the dishes, he raised his glass to the Elf King again and asked, "I wonder if Your Highness is willing to stay in Caradia for a few more days?"

The Elf King's cheeks were already red from drinking. At this moment, he waved his hand and said, "Thank you, Lord Kant, for your kind invitation. However, our group will probably set off tomorrow afternoon."

"Tomorrow afternoon?" The weather in the desert was bad. If they set off in the afternoon, they would soon have to find a place to set up camp to avoid the wind and sand. "Why don't you stay in Drondheim for a few more days and set off in the morning after adjusting your status?" Kant raised his glass to his lips and took a sip. Then he said to the Elf King.

"There are still many things to be arranged my kingdom. I have already shared my affairs with the ministers in the imperial court when I go abroad this time, but I still don't feel at ease." the Elf King explained.

"Alright then. Your Highness has such a heavy official task at hand and yet Your Highness still able to find the time to come to Caradia personally. I'm very honour" Kant nodded and did not say anything to persuade him to stay.

"I am really sorry to be able to make Lord Kant say such a thing." the Elf King replied with a smile.

At the second half of the banquet, some of the ministers had already fallen into a deep sleep because they had drunk too much wine. Some of them even began to dance in high spirits.

Kant could not help but frown when he saw this mess. It seemed that he would have to reduce their drinking capacity in the future. Some of the ministers looked really rude after drinking.

At the thought of this, Kant smiled embarrassingly at the Elf King beside him.

The Elf King understood what he meant and waved his hand, indicating that he did not care much.

At the end of the banquet, Kant asked the guards to call the servants of the ministers of Caradia to carry their master back.

The ministers of the Elf Kingdom also collapsed, but most of them were sound asleep. With the help of their companions and palace servants, they returned to their resting place.

Kant personally sent the Elf King to the carriage. After watching the carriage go far away, he returned to his resting palace.

Because he had toasted too much, Kant's body swayed as he walked.

When the servants outside the palace saw that Kant had returned, they immediately sent someone to the kitchen to order a hangover soup.

When the hangover soup was served to Kant, Kant was sitting at the round table in the main hall, holding his forehead and falling asleep.

"Your Highness, go take a bath after drinking the hangover soup" the guard reminded him carefully.

Kant opened his eyes hazily, and his gaze fell on the still steaming hangover soup. After sitting quietly for a while, he slowly scooped up the soup and drank it.

"Isn't It hot?" the attendant beside him muttered with a conflicted expression.

It was not until Kant finished the hangover soup that he hurriedly went forward and removed the soup bowl. He called for someone to help Kant take a bath and change his clothes.

Kant lay in bed in his nightgown.

He remembered what the Elf King had told him about the plight of the Dwarf Kingdom today, and his brows were still furrowed even as he fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Kant woke up early in accordance with his usual biological clock.

Although he had drunk a lot of wine yesterday, he did not have much of an effect after waking up this morning because he had someone to take care of him.

After breakfast, Kant walked to the front of the senate hall.

The table was already filled with the information sent by the Elf Kingdom.

Kant picked up one of the stacks and looked at it for the entire morning.

In this morning's time, Kant was basically filling in the history of the Dwarf Kingdom.

The Elf Kingdom also sent the information they sent people to search for the new address of the Dwarf Kingdom and gave a preliminary judgment.

After Kant read all the information, he almost had an idea in his mind.

The new home of the Dwarf Kingdom was a cave near a volcano. The Dwarf Kingdom's craftsmen built a community there that was suitable for them to live in. However, those buildings were now only left with broken walls. Everyone in the Gnome Kingdom was also missing.

After the Elf Kingdom sent people to investigate the scene, they did not find any traces of battle on the scene, but they found the weapons commonly used by the gnomes.

Now, it seemed that the gnomes were very likely the culprit behind the disappearance of the dwarfs.

However, where did the gnomes take the dwarfs. However, the progress of the Elf Kingdom's investigation was hindered.

Kant sent over the captain who was in charge of training the squads, ready to discuss with him what actions Caradia should take next.

"Hello, Lord." the captain walked into the palace and greeted Kant.

"Yes." Kant nodded and recounted the situation that he had concluded.

"Cameron Volcano?" The captain said hesitantly, with a troubled expression on his face. "The training at such a harsh terrain has yet to be carried out for our soldiers."

"It doesn't matter if you're not familiar with it. The main task given to you is to find soldiers with outstanding trait and potential." Kant shook his head and replied, "The Elf Kingdom's dispatched troops will join you and share their previous experience. The ability to cooperate is also a very important selection criterion."

"Yes, I understand. Then I'll go to the army and select the candidates." After hearing Kant's request, the captain replied.

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Chapter 693: The Return Journey of the Elf King

"However, I would like to ask, how long is it before we send out a reconnaissance team?" the captain asked hesitantly.

"Right now, the whereabouts of all the dwarfs are unknown. We need to gather information as soon as possible. There are only three days left. You must set off to the Elf Kingdom and meet up with their troops there. The seaport in the Elf Kingdom can go directly to the location of the Cameron Volcano." Kant thought for a moment and then replied.

"Roger that." the captain in charge of training the attendants replied.

Then, he left the senate hall. He looked in the direction where the captain left. He should have gone to the military camp immediately.

Kant rubbed the corner of his eyes and called over a guard at the side. He asked, "When will our elven guests set off this afternoon?"

"Probably after 1 o'clock." the guard replied.

"When they are ready to set off, prepare a guard team. We'll go and send them off." Kant ordered.

"Yes." the guard replied.

"Your Highness, it's almost lunchtime. The dishes in the kitchen are ready." a servant bowed and walked into the palace to pass on the message.

"Yes, put the dishes in the side hall. I still have some work to do after I finish my meal." Kant nodded and replied.

"Yes, Your Highness." the servant called out the team with the dishes and placed them on the dining table in the side hall. Then, he bowed and left.

It was lunchtime. The captain of the training ground, who had been appointed by Kant, came to the training ground in the military camp.

Bunduk and the others sat under the awning in the corner to rest. They noticed him entering the field from a distance.

Adonis waved his hands to greet the training captain and asked him to gather under the awning.

"Captain Aubrey, why are you here in the military camp?" Adonis asked.

"Well…" Aubrey took a sip of the herbal tea on the table and asked, "Have the soldiers gone for lunch break? It seems that I came at the wrong time."

"Yes, the training ended half an hour ago. The soldiers should have finished their lunch and returned to their dorms to rest." said Bunduk.

"Sigh." Aubrey wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Adonis, "I came directly from the palace. His Highness asked me to organize a team in charge of reconnaissance within three days."

"Reconnaissance team? Isn't there a special team in the military camp already? Why do we need to reorganize one?" Sitting at the side, Bunduk could not help but ask.

"The situation this time is a bit special. It is to go to the caves around the volcano to investigate, and we need to cooperate with the front line of the Elf Kingdom." Aubrey explained.

"Around the volcano? That place is more dangerous than the desert." Adonis shook his head. "It is not easy to choose the right team members."

"Captain Aubrey, you can only wait until the afternoon and come to the training ground." Bunduk first nodded at what Adonis said, then explained to Aubrey.

"That's the only way. I'm have to go back to organize a guard team to send the elven team off. When the training ends in the afternoon, I'll have to trouble you to help me organize the team. Don't dismiss too early. I'll come back and choose among the soldiers then." Aubrey sighed and spoke.

"Okay." Adonis nodded and said, "You should be able to run into us when you come here at sunset."

"Thank you." Aubrey cupped his hands to the two people and said.

"It's okay. Do you need information about the soldiers in the army? We can use this as a reference and provide it to you." Bunduk waved his hand and continued to suggest.

"There's no need. Most of the people with strong combat strength have participated in the selection of the squire squad. I know what their level is." Aubrey shook his head, then, he asked, "But regarding the selection, I'll have to trouble the two of you to come with me in case there are any special omissions."

"Of course." Adonis and Bunduk agreed to Aubrey's request.

After the official business was finished, Aubrey explained that he had to quickly go back and arrange the guard team. He then bade farewell to Bunduk and Adonis.

Although it was already autumn, the sun was still dazzling in the sky of the desert oasis.

After the hottest hour had passed, the elven team was ready to set off for the city gate.

At the same time that the group of people riding camels stepped out of the estate of the resting place.

The gate of the palace opened from the inside to the outside. Kant rode his horse and led the guards to the side of the elven team.

"Your Highness." Kant rode on the horse and greeted the Elf King.

"Lord Kant, why are you here?" the Elf King asked in surprise.

"I can't keep you here to entertain you, so I have to send you off," Kant replied with a smile.

"Thank you for your trouble." the Elf King nodded and said apologetically.

"You're my guests, it's only right to do so." Kant shook his head.

The two of them walked at the front of the team and slowly walked towards the city gate.

"Your Highness, I've already arranged for my men to start the mission of searching for traces of the dwarves with you. I hope you won't be distracted by this. Three days later, the well-organized team will set off from Drondheim." Kant informed the Elf King during their chat.

"The ability of the Caradia Empire is indeed very strong. The personnel sent by the Elf Kingdom will certainly be responsible to the end and cooperate with the soldiers of the Caradia Empire." the Elf King replied.

"I hope that this operation will allow us to discover any traces or evidence left behind by the enemy." Kant said.

"The last exploration only reached the vicinity of the cave. This time, with sufficient preparations, there will definitely be new discoveries." the Elf King said.

Currently, there was still too little information about the disappearance of the Dwarf Kingdom.

Therefore, after Kant and the Elf King's discussion, they decided to send out a second exploration team, which was made up of the soldiers of the two kingdoms.

When they reached the city gate, it was time to say goodbye.

"Let me visit the Elf Kingdom in the future. Your Highness can't withstand another trip to the desert." Kant got off his horse and sent the Elf Kingdom off. He glanced at the scenery in the desert and said to the Elf King.

"Indeed. Traveling in the desert for ten days to half a month is too much for my body." the Elf King narrowed his eyes and looked at the desert in the distance. "Perhaps the next person who comes to visit you, Lord Kant, will be my descendants."

"Hehe, when the time comes, a simple visit won't do. They have to stay in Drondheim for a few days so they can truly enjoy their trip here." Kant also smiled and replied.

"Indeed." The Elf King nodded with a smile.

After saying their final goodbyes, the elven army left the city gate and headed west.

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Chapter 694: Preparation of Caradia

The sun was setting, and the golden rays of the sun shone on the faces of every soldier in the training ground.

The afternoon's training had just ended. At this moment, they were standing side by side, waiting for the military officer on the main general stage to finish his speech before disbanding as usual. After that, it was time for dinner for an hour and a half.

Because the schedule of the military service team had ended earlier today, Aubrey had rushed here during military training.

Bunduk led him to tour between the various teams.

After walking a full circle, Aubrey was amazed. Compared to before, the military training method had done a lot of balancing adjustments. He had found many good soldiers in the ranks.

Bunduk treated his praise as a formality and did not pay much attention to it.

After the training ended, Bunduk called for his subordinate officers to hand over today's evaluation form to Aubrey.

While an officer was still speaking on stage, Aubrey had been reading the evaluation form below the stage.

"Captain Aubrey, the speech is about to end." Adonis reminded from the side.

Aubrey looked up and realized that the speech was almost at the end. He quickly handed the report in his hand to the previous officer and quickly walked onto the stage.

He stood at the position of the officer who gave the speech and took over the conversation from him. "Soldiers, I am the trainer of the guard team — Captain Aubrey."

The guard team held a transfer selection in the army almost every year, so most of the soldiers below the stage knew Aubrey. Even those who didn't know him burst into cheers after listening to his introduction of his identity.

Aubrey nodded, signaling for the soldiers to quiet down. Then he said, "I'm sorry to take up everyone's rest time, but since it's a mission personally handed out by His Highness Lord Kant, I hope everyone can cooperate seriously."

After saying this, Aubrey paused, then continued, "Please stay where you are when I read your names. Those who are not call out can go and eat."

The captain of the guard training team had come to the military camp for a rare occasion. He must have something important to announce. When the soldiers heard the words 'Lord Kant personally gave out the mission', all of them shouted excitedly. Although the contents of the mission had not been officially published, they all silently hoped that their names would be read out.

"Austin, Boris, Karman…" Aubrey clearly read out the names of every soldier who was chosen as a candidate.

Bunduk and Adonis also stood below the stage and listened quietly.

Because it was only a list of candidates, Aubrey did not give them a look for reference.

However, after hearing the names of several elite soldiers being read out, Bunduk and Adonis looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise. The captain of the training team had the best taste in selecting talents.

The candidates that Bunduk and Adonis had previously wanted to recommend to Aubrey were almost all included in this list.

"…Claremont, Clifford. Above that, these 103 people stay, the rest are dismissed!" Aubrey ordered.

The soldiers quickly and left. Obviously, there were some controversies of the selection of candidates among the soldiers. Everyone discussed this issue as seasoning during dinner.

"I have carefully selected all of you for this mission in the entire military camp. There are still two days left for me for the observation of your performance. When that time comes, the group will be reduced to about twenty people. All of you must perform well during these two days of special training! Do you hear me?" Aubrey changed his previous friendliness, his face seemed to be covered in frost as he sternly ordered the remaining soldiers.

"Roger!" the soldiers replied in unison.

Aubrey's expression softened as he carefully introduced the contents of this mission to the selected soldiers. He also announced that he would personally train them tomorrow and implement special lessons.

After everything was done, Aubrey gave the order to dismiss them.

Walking down from the rostrum, Aubrey smiled and asked Bunduk and Adonis, "What about this batch of soldiers?"

Adonis sighed as he clasped his hands together and bowed. "Captain Aubrey's choice of people is indeed sharp. The elites in our military camp are all highly regarded by you. It seems that there is no need for me and Commander Bunduk to participate in this activity."

"That's not true." Aubrey chuckled at Adonis's banter. "There are many good soldiers in your army. I just looked at the soldiers who are suitable to join the reconnaissance team. When making the final decision, the two of you must be by my side."

In the canteen of the military camp.

"I didn't expect that only twenty people would be able to participate in the mission. The selection is really competitive."

Some soldiers sat around a round table and planned to have dinner together.

"The cave next to the volcano should be very dangerous, right?" A soldier came back with a plate after finishing the dishes and said to the others.

"Are you afraid? If you're afraid, you don't have to go. Just tell General Aubrey tomorrow. He definitely won't force you to join." a soldier sitting opposite him replied.

"I'm not afraid!" the soldier put down the plate, and there was a hint of annoyance in his tone.

"Don't talked while eating. You'll choke yourself." a soldier stood up and tried to smooth things over.

A soldier sitting in the corner said with an expectant expression, "We're going to place outside of Nahrin Desert. I heard that we're going to take a boat. I've never taken a boat before."

"Me neither. I've never even seen the sea before." the soldier sitting next to him replied.

"We should be the first batch of Caradia soldiers to take a boat to the sea."

"I wonder if those people from the Elf Kingdom are easy to get along with…"

"Can you guys also talk about something more practical?"

They finished their dinner noisily. During the meal, there were soldiers who did not know each other very well who stood out to introduce themselves.

Aubrey rode his horse back to the palace.

When he found out that Kant was having dinner, he asked the attendant outside the hall to hand over the list of candidates for the reconnaissance team.

He had originally planned to give a detailed introduction, but Aubrey thought that Kant was busy with administrative matters every day, so he should not have time to listen to his decisions. He stopped outside the palace gate and returned to the military camp. This time, on his way to the military camp, Aubrey brought two of his trusted subordinates with him.

Every year, when the military service team accepted the military recruitment, these two people often accompanied him to do the verification.

They have until tonight to discuss with the corps what they want to do and what they want to do.

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Chapter 695: Three Days of Training

Aubrey and the others worked with the officers in the camp until midnight. Finally, they came up with a concrete plan.

They spent the night in the tents in the camp.

At dawn, the soldiers' morning training was about to begin.

The soldiers who had been called out the day before formed a formation alone and kept some distance from the other soldiers.

When Aubrey arrived at the training ground with a group of people, the soldiers had just finished their morning exercises.

Aubrey walked in front of the candidate soldiers and blew his whistle. He ordered all the soldiers to line up neatly according to their height.

"Today is the first day of training. In our training course, there is not only physical training, but also knowledge training. The location you are heading to this time is very special. If you cannot grasp the basic knowledge, it will be very difficult to keep up with the pace of the team. Due to the tight schedule, the soldiers of the sixth line, followed officer Duke to carry out the cultural knowledge training. The soldiers of the first five lines follow me to carry out the scheduled physical training." After Aubrey greeted them, he issued a mission to all the soldiers.

"Yes!" the reserve team replied in unison.

The leader of the sixth row raised his right hand and let the soldiers behind him follow him. They jogged behind officer Duke.

Aubrey watched as Duke led the team behind him into the room.

He turned around and said to the soldier in front of him, "Then let's begin."

The sun gradually rose to the highest point in the sky. This was the hottest time of the day.

The other soldiers had already disbanded, but the selected soldiers were still undergoing tough training.

The small area where everyone was standing was all wet with their own sweat.

Kant, accompanied by his attendants, walked in from the door of the training ground.

Adonis, who was resting under the awning, saw Kant and immediately rushed out to greet him.

"Good day, Lord Kant." Adonis bowed.

"Yes, good." Kant nodded, but his gaze was fixed on the army training at the southwest corner. "The soldiers have worked hard."

"They should be working hard. Every soldier has served their country with honor." Adonis replied righteously.

"That's why you are respected." Kant retracted his gaze, he smiled at Adonis and said, "Captain Aubrey reported to me that there are more than a hundred people, and there seem to be only about fifty soldiers in this training ground. What about the others?"

"The other soldiers are undergoing knowledge training under officer Duke." Adonis replied.

"Duke?" Kant read the name and recalled it in his mind. "By the way, he was there when we went to Cumberland. He should be back in the ranks of the guards now."

"Your Highness, did you come here to visit the soldiers who are undergoing training?" Adonis asked.

"Yes, I received Captain Aubrey's report last night, so I wanted to come and see for myself." Kant nodded. "Now it seems to be quite reassuring."

"Yes. In these two days, it's rare for us to see Captain Aubrey's talent in training." Adonis praised, "Your Highness, since you're already here, aren't you going to greet the soldiers?"

"No. It's lunch break now. I don't want to give them too much pressure." Kant waved his hand and said, "Moreover, there are still many matters in the palace that haven't been resolved. I still have to go back as soon as possible."

"Your Highness, you are busy with government affairs every day. You still have to take care of your health." Adonis advised.

"Yes. Indeed." Kant replied, "Perhaps when this matter is over, I can give myself a holiday."

After saying this, Kant ordered his attendant to arrange a carriage and prepare to return.

"Your Highness, take care." Adonis sent Kant and the others out of the door and said goodbye.

Kant sat on the carriage, turned his head, and nodded. He did not reply.

Three days passed very quickly. During this period, Kant did not go to the military camp anymore.

When the final team members were decided, Aubrey sent a message to the palace, inviting Kant to go to the military camp to take a look.

It was already close to late autumn, and the sky was getting darker and darker faster.

Kant set out from the palace in the evening and watched the sunset on the way.

When he got off the carriage at the entrance of the military camp, the last bit of light in the sky had disappeared.

"Lord, you are here." Aubrey greeted him at the entrance of the military camp in high spirits.

"Yes." Kant nodded and looked at Aubrey.

Aubrey had been accompanying the candidate troops for various outdoor training over the past few days. His skin had also been tanned to a whole new level.

"You've worked hard these past few days." Kant comforted him.

"It's alright. I should be considered lucky to receive such a mission while staying in the guards." Aubrey walked at the front of the team and led the way. Hearing Kant's words, he turned his body and replied.

"Are you leaving tomorrow morning? Soldiers." Kant changed the topic and asked.

"Yes." Aubrey nodded and replied.

"The leader has been chosen, right?" Kant said.

"Yes. The soldier in charge of the leader is called Devitt. His overall qualities are quite strong." Aubrey introduced.

"So, is tonight the assembly of the oath?" Kant continued to ask.

"Yes, so I would like to invite you, Lord, to speak a few words," Aubrey said hesitantly.

"Every time I come to speak at the assembly of oaths, the soldiers must be tired of listening to it." Kant said with a smile.

"How can that be?" Aubrey denied.

"I won't say anything this time. When the soldiers go out to carry out missions, their lives are in the hands of their captain, not mine. Compared to listening to what I said, I would like to hear what Captain Devitt will say." Kant rejected Aubrey's request, he suggested.

"But Devitt probably doesn't know that he will be called up to the stage to speak." Aubrey said worriedly.

"If he doesn't even have this little on-the-spot reaction, it will be hard for him to command a team, right?" Kant listened to Aubrey's words and shook his head helplessly.

The two of them chatted as they arrived at the training ground.

The training ground would light up at night, illuminating the entire ground.

The soldiers' training had already ended. At this moment, there were only 23 soldiers standing in front of the main general stage.

"Greeting, Lord Kant!"

The soldiers greeted Kant in unison after seeing him walk onto the stage.

"Hello, soldiers. You will be setting off tomorrow, right. I believe that you are very nervous to shoulder such an important task. Today, I will only be the final concluding remarks. Among them, we should first listen to your words, Captain Devitt." Kant said as he walked onto the stage.

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Chapter 696: The Beginning of the Mission

Devitt, who was standing below the stage, did not expect to be called out suddenly. His face was full of surprise.

Aubrey walked forward and patted his shoulder. "His Highness has called your name. Please go up and say a few words."

"Yes…" a trace of embarrassment appeared on Devitt's face. He nodded to Aubrey in a panic. He quickly walked to the stairs beside the main general stage and raised his eyes to look at Kant, who was standing in the middle of the main general stage. When he saw that Kant was also looking at him, he hurriedly lowered his head and quickened his pace to walk to Kant's side.

"Greeting, Lord." Devitt saluted Kant.

"Mm." Kant nodded and walked to the side of the main general stage, leaving his seat empty.

Devitt nervously raised his head to look at the soldiers below the stage. After noticing the encouragement in their eyes, Devitt took a deep breath and tried his best to relax his stiff body.

"All comrades, I am your captain, Devitt. We will be setting off tomorrow. I hope that everyone can be prepared before our journey. The place we are going to this time is the place that we, the soldiers of Caradia, have never reached before. It is also very far away from Drondheim. I wonder how many hardships we will encounter on the way and when we carry out the mission. I hope we can get through each difficult obstacle together. Finish the mission that His Highness gave us, and everyone will return to Caradia safely!" Devitt said calmly.

"Good!" the soldier standing below the stage shouted as he applauded.

Devitt bowed deeply, then turned to look at Kant.

Kant followed the applause of the soldiers below the stage and walked to the center of the main general stage.

"Mm. Captain Devitt is right. He has said most of what I wanted to say." Kant smiled as he concluded, "This mission will be handed over to you. "I hope that you won't cower in the face of any difficulties. The Caradia Empire will be your strongest support."

The assembly went through the usual process. Kant stayed at the side of the main general's stage and watched silently.

It was not until Captain Aubrey came on stage and announced the end of the assembly that the soldiers dispersed in groups of three or five.

Tonight's evening training was not needed for the teams that would set out the next day.

This time, it would take at least three months for the team to complete the mission and return to Caradia.

"These twenty or so soldiers should not be able to go home for the New Year this year, right?" Aubrey sighed with emotion as he sent Kant out of the training ground.

"Yes. Ask the soldiers to leave a letter for their families before the expedition." Kant instructed. His voice was like the cool autumn wind, carrying a sad chill.

"Yes, Your Highness." Aubrey replied.

"It's been hard on you these few days." Kant comforted him again. "I'll give you a break for the next two days. Don't worry about the work of the guards for now."

"It's okay, Your Highness." Aubrey shook his head and said, "I still want to pass on the will of the soldiers to the guards. They are usually too lazy, I should teach them some lesson a long time ago."

"Okay, then I'll take it as I owe you two days of vacation. Whenever you want to take a break, just let me know." Kant said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Aubrey bowed to Kant.

Kant waved his hand and walked to the carriage. The coachman immediately drove the carriage to the palace.

The next day, a reconnaissance team of more than twenty soldiers left from Drondheim under the leadership of Devitt. Aubrey rode to the city gate early to send them off. He also brought the greetings of His Highness Lord Kant.

"Devitt, you must be careful on the journey. If you are targeted by some wandering forces in the desert, you must act according to your ability. Do not force yourself." Aubrey was not at ease and instructed, "As the captain of the reconnaissance team, you must shoulder the responsibility of leading the team."

"Yes, Captain Aubrey." Devitt replied.

"Claremont, as the vice-captain, you should also think more about the team. Do you understand?" Aubrey told a young soldier standing beside Devitt seriously.

"I understand, Captain Aubrey. I will definitely help Captain Devitt." Claremont replied.

"Alright, I have nothing more to say. You can set off." Aubrey led his horse and sent everyone out of the city gates, saying goodbye.

"Captain Aubrey, Goodbye!" the warriors saluted in unison.

"Yes. Goodbye." Aubrey nodded and replied.

Everyone rode their respective camels and headed towards the Elf Kingdom in an orderly manner.

Aubrey rushed back to the palace. From today onwards, he was going to take back the work of the guards from the hands of others.

Walking into the palace gates, Aubrey heard the news that Kant was calling for him.

He quickly walked to the front of the senate hall.

"Lord." Aubrey bowed.

"Have you just returned from the city gates?" Kant raised his head from a pile of texts and looked at Aubrey.

"Yes. It seems that the soldiers' mental status is quite good." Aubrey replied.

"I'm relieved to hear that." Kant nodded and said, "You're going to return to the guards today, right?"

"Yes. For the past few days, the guards' work has been taken care of by their subordinates. They should have wanted me to go back and take over for a long time." Aubrey said with a smile.

"Well, I have nothing else to ask you. I just want to ask you about the status of the soldiers you sent out." Kant replied with a smile.

"Well, Your Highness," Aubrey said hesitantly, "I have a request. I wonder if you can agree to it?"

"What is it?" Kant raised his eyes and asked.

"Although, I know that my mission is only to train the soldiers that Your Highness needs. The following matters have nothing to do with me." Aubrey's expression seemed to be somewhat conflicted, "But I still want to try and ask. Can I hear the news about the soldiers on the front line from you?"

"Hmm?" Kant raised his eyebrows, and then said, "Of course. If you want."

"Thank you, Lord!" Aubrey bowed to the ground in joy.

"It's okay. But I didn't expect that Captain Aubrey would be so concerned about the soldiers he handled." Kant shook his head and said.

"Although they only stayed under me for three days, I'm still a little worried about what kind of difficulties they will encounter at the front line." Aubrey explained.

"Yes." Kant nodded and said nothing more.

After hearing Kant's permission, Aubrey bade Kant farewell happily and left the senate hall.

Kant continued to immerse himself in the document. Before the scouts reached the Elf Kingdom, the matter of the Dwarf Kingdom could only be temporarily put aside.

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Chapter 697: Soldiers Arrived At the Starting Point

It would take about half a month to go to the Elf Kingdom.

In order to ensure that they could travel light, Kant did not allow the soldiers to bring much luggage.

Instead, he allowed them to resupply when they passed Durandal.

More than twenty soldiers rode on camels and walked through the city gates of Durandal.

The basic public facilities in the city had been completed. In order to meet the conditions of the migrant workers and soldiers, there were still many residences that could be provided for the soldiers who came to stay temporarily.

After Devitt told the news to his soldiers, the soldiers cheered because they did not have to camp outdoors tonight.

"Everyone's residences are arranged together. You must return to your residences at 10 pm. I will come to check on you." Devitt instructed.

"Yes!" the soldiers replied.

Led by the local soldiers of Durandal, the scouts walked into the residential houses near the city center.

"Four people to one room. The rooms on the third floor are all vacant for all of you." the leading soldier explained.

"Thank you." Devitt thanked him.

"It's okay. There will be a banquet in the military camp to entertain you tonight. Please be there before six o'clock." the leading soldier said in the end.

"Okay, thank you." Devitt bowed and said.

The soldier shook his head and left.

Devitt allocated the rooms until everyone settled down in their own rooms.

Claremont greeted everyone in front of the doors, "Everyone, change your clothes and get ready to go to the military camp. Durandal's garrison has sent a carriage to pick us up."

"Carriage?!" some soldiers rushed to the corridor outside the door excitedly and exclaimed.

"I don't think I've ever sat in a carriage before." a soldier said.

"Alright, alright, you're going to sit in one soon. Hurry back to your room, change your dusty clothes and wash your faces." Claremont ordered as he blocked the few soldiers back to the door.

As they were all soldiers, they didn't pay much attention to their external attire.

Under Claremont's orders, they only tidied up a little before they followed their captain downstairs.

"Hello." Sitting by the carriage was Derrick, who had been sent to Durandal a few months ago. At this moment, he was clearly greeting the soldiers who had walked out of the door.

"Commander Derrick?!" The two soldiers at the front cried out in surprise, then quickly bowed.

They didn't expect that commander Derrick would personally come to pick them up.

"Commander Derrick!" Devitt shouted loudly. Then, he led the soldiers behind him and lined up in front of Derrick, standing in an orderly formation.

Derrick glanced at everyone, then chuckled and said, "Get in the carriage. The brothers in the barracks are still waiting for you."

Devitt turned around and instructed his soldiers to get into the carriage.

"Long time no see." Claremont said as he walked into the carriage where Derrick was in. His eyes were red as he held out his hand.

The two of them were originally in the same team. After Derrick was promoted to commander. Claremont had also expressed that he wanted to continue being Derrick's subordinate.

Derrick took a glance at Claremont's outstretched hand, but he didn't hold it back. Instead, he moved forward and hugged his comrade whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"I heard that you're the vice-captain of your team?" Derrick patted Claremont on the back to stop him from sobbing. After letting go, he asked Claremont with a smile.

"Yes." Claremont was still immersed in his emotions. He answered Derrick with certainty.

"Well done," Derrick encouraged him with a smile.

The coachman began to drive the carriage forward.

It was the first time for the soldiers to experience something new in a carriage. They began a lively discussion.

"It's quite comfortable to sit in this carriage." a soldier said with a sigh.

"No wonder Captain Claremont asked us to change our clothes. If the satin is dirtied, we can't afford to pay for it." a soldier touched the comfortable cushion and sighed.

"Come on, don't act like a country bumpkin entering the city." a soldier said disdainfully.

"What's wrong with you, Austin?" a soldier asked the soldier beside him.

The soldier called Austin's face was slightly pale. He was holding onto the carriage's window rail. After hearing the question, he turned around and said in discomfort, "Why do I feel like riding this carriage is dizzier than riding a horse?"

"Huh? Why would I feel dizzy?" the soldier asked curiously.

"I can't, I feel like I'm going to throw up." Austin let go of his hand and rested his upper body on his knees.

"Eh?! Wait, are you alright? Don't throw up. We were just about to have dinner." the soldier said anxiously. "Hey! Someone's going to throw up here!"

The carriage arrived at the entrance of the military camp, and the soldiers alighted from the carriage one after another.

Claremont and Derrick's carriage was the one in charge.

Therefore, the two of them got off the carriage earlier than anyone else.

"Wow! Durandal's military camp is really impressive." Claremont lamented when he saw the shape of the military camp.

"It's just newly built. It looks relatively new," said Derrick with a smile.

"Help! Someone isn't feeling well!"

Claremont heard the call from the soldiers behind him and hurriedly turned around. Then, he apologized to Derrick, "I'm sorry, but there seems to be a situation with one of our soldiers."

After he said that, he rushed to the source of the voice.

When he walked to the side of the soldier who was shouting strenuously, he realized that Devitt had also rushed over.

"What's wrong?!" Devitt asked anxiously.

The soldier pointed at Austin, who had collapsed beside the carriage, and said, "He has been saying 'very dizzy' ever since he boarded the carriage. He even vomited a moment ago. It seems like he can't walk now."

"Who?" Devitt asked in confusion. For the time being, he hadn't been able to match the names of all the soldiers to their faces.

"Austin, from the fourth squad." Before the soldier could reply, Claremont took over and explained.

"Alright." Devitt commanded, "Help this fainted soldier to the carriage to rest first. Prepare some water for him."

"The carriage might not be ventilated. Let's bring him to the resting area of our military camp." Derrick suggested as he walked out from the crowd.

"Is it really convenient?" Devitt asked hesitantly, still a little nervous in the face of Derrick.

"It's alright. Furthermore, I took the initiative to arrange for the carriage to pick you up. I didn't take into account everyone's habits. I really didn't think it through." said Derrick apologetically.

"This is nothing. Thank you, commander Derrick." Devitt dispelled Derrick's worries and said gratefully.

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Chapter 698: Conditions for Becoming a Leader

Austin was supported by Claremont and another scout soldier to the resting place that Derrick mentioned.

"Hey, if you can't sit in the carriage, you should have told us earlier. Everyone would be in a mess because of you." the soldier complained to Austin after he settled Austin into a chair in the resting room.

"It's my first time riding a carriage. I didn't expect it to turn out like this." Austin replied with his head lowered. His tone carried a hint of guilt.

"You can rest here. Commander Derrick said that the kitchen will prepare some light meals for you. We'll be leaving first." Claremont instructed.

After seeing Austin nod, Claremont led the soldier beside him out.

When the two of them went to the banquet, the banquet had already begun.

The scouts and the local soldiers of Durandal were getting along well. They were joking with each other.

"Why did you start eating so quickly?" The soldier behind Claremont walked to the table of his familiar comrades and said discontentedly.

"Come, come, come. Let's eat together." the soldier who was sitting greeted them without a care.

The moment Claremont entered the hall, he noticed that Derrick and Devitt were waving at him from their seats.

Seeing the empty seat beside Derrick, Claremont walked over silently.

"Thank you for your hard work." Devitt said, consoling him.

"It's fine." Claremont replied.

"I've been chatting with Captain Devitt for quite a while. You've only just arrived. I've already told you to leave the unconscious soldiers to my soldiers." said Derrick.

"How was your chat? Have you drunk?" Claremont sat down in his seat and changed the topic.

"I'm not drinking today. I'm worried that I'll delay your journey." explained Derrick.

"I'm currently consulting with Commander Derrick on how to do my job as a captain." said Devitt with a smile.

"By the way, we were just talking about this when you came." Derrick nodded at Devitt, then turned to Claremont and said with a smile, "Claremont, can you tell me about your opinion on the qualities that a leader should have?"

"I…" Claremont raised his teacup, and his eyes couldn't help but sway as he said, "I'm still learning so I'm not very clear."

"Okay." Derrick didn't continue asking him, but instead turned to ask Devitt the same question. "What about Captain Devitt?"

"I feel that as a leader, you should do everything well. You can always make the right decision at the critical moment," answered Devitt. "You must be a perfect person."

"Hehe." Derrick said with a smile, "That can't be a good leader."

"Why?" Devitt asked curiously.

Claremont also looked at Derrick, hoping to get an answer from him.

"You have to know that our lives are always filled with contradictions. The power of contradictions allows us to live. Therefore, if you blindly pursue perfection, you won't be able to overcome the problems brought by the contradictions of this world. The team behind you will also be destroyed." Derrick took a sip of tea, he continued, "Whether it's your advantage or a shortcoming that can't be exposed, a leader is the existence to perfect the entire team. Only when you connect yourself to the team, others will notice your team when you shine. This way, you can become a powerful force that could be recognized by this world through time."

When Devitt and Claremont heard what Derrick said, they fell silent for a moment.

"I never thought that Commander Derrick's beliefs is such a calm insight." said Devitt with a sigh.

"There are many people in this world who have become a commander. There are many types of geniuses among them. In their hearts, they also have a different definition of the position of a leader. I only said what I felt when I sat in this position. For all of you now, the most important thing is to have confidence. Don't fantasize about the ending at the beginning. The rest of you will be staying outside the borders of Caradia for about half a year. Don't let this group fall apart at the very beginning." Derrick was a little embarrassed by Devitt's praise, he then said to the two of them. The last sentence was specifically said to Devitt by Derrick. His eyes were filled with incomparable determination.

"Yes, Commander Derrick." answered Devitt seriously.

"Does every leader need to have the vision like yours, Commander Derrick?" Claremont asked curiously.

"Actually, I don't think I'm suitable to be regarded as a leader." Derrick smiled. "A leader's vision is looking into the future. And I don't have that kind of talent. So, I can only look into the past. I want to explore the origins of things and come up with some principles that can sustain life."

"I've learned my lesson." Devitt noticed that Derrick's mood seemed to be a little low, so he immediately raised his teacup to Derrick.

"I hope that you will have a safe journey after your departure tomorrow." replied Derrick.

The three of them raised their cups and drank their tea.

"You can't drink too much tea either, or you won't be able to sleep tonight." Derrick joked.

The next day, early in the morning.

The military camp had sent over supplies. When the scouts were still washing up, they kindly helped them load the supplies onto the camels.

After the soldiers finished their breakfast, they went out and saw the camel caravan that was parked in front of the door with a full load of supplies.

They all thanked the Durandal garrison.

"No need to thank us. This is what we should do." the soldier representative replied. "To go to the Elf Kingdom, we need to go out through the west gate. After travelling for four to five days, we can see the Elf Kingdom's official road. Let me lead the way for everyone."

After saying that, the soldier representative dismissed the rest of the soldiers and let them return to the barracks.

Devitt led all the soldiers behind the soldier representative and set off towards the city gate.

After they reached the city gate. Devitt happily thanked the soldier representative once again, "Thank you for your hard work."

"I wish you all a safe journey. When you return, I hope that I can see you all return safely along this road four months later." the soldier representative said goodbye.

More than twenty soldiers mounted their camels and lined up neatly according to the order of the squad.

They set off towards the desert.

"We'll reach the Elf Kingdom in five days, right?" Devitt said.

"Yes," Claremont replied. "We're about to meet up with the elven soldiers."

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Chapter 699: Meeting With the Elves

"We're here!"

Just as the soldier representative had said, after trekking in the desert for four days, the scout team arrived at a flat stone brick road.

There was a sign at the entrance of the road.

Looking at the words on it, it was indeed written by the elves.

"If we follow this road, we should be able to reach the main city of the Elf Kingdom," Claremont said.

"Yes." Devitt nodded and answered affirmatively.

Then, he commanded the team to continue moving forward.

After walking for about half an hour, the twenty-odd people finally found the tracks of the elves on the road.

"It seems that this road is indeed correct." Claremont said happily.

"Karlman, go and ask for directions." Devitt ordered the soldier beside him.

"Yes." the soldier called Karlman immediately dismounted from his camel. He walked to the side of an elf on the road and asked, "Hello, we are soldiers from the Caradia Empire. May I ask how to get to the main city of the Elf Kingdom?"

The elf seemed to be a traveling merchant. After sizing up Karlman from head to toe, he spoke. "Blah, blah, blah.".

"What did you say?" Karlman widened his eyes, not knowing what he had said wrong.

After bowing apologetically to the elf, he ran back to Devitt's horse and reported, "Captain, I don't understand what that elf said."

"Huh? Isn't he speaking world language?" Devitt asked.

"I don't know what he's saying, but it's not world language. I think it should be the elf race's own language." Karlman thought for a moment and replied.

"Okay. We must have met an elf who doesn't speak world language. Hurry up and get on the camel. Let's continue walking forward." Devitt instructed.

The team continued to move forward, and the sounds of discussion among the soldiers gradually spread.

"How many elves don't speak world? It can't be that we won't be able to communicate when we go on missions together in the future, right?" a soldier said worriedly.

"It should be quite rare. It's just that we just happened to meet one." However, I heard from the officer who returned from Cumberland that the elves were all extremely lazy and very arrogant. They might be xenophobia or something." a soldier replied.

"No way. No matter how strong the Elf Kingdom is, don't they often ask for reinforcements from our nation? They wouldn't be unconcerned about that, would they?" a soldier shook his head.

"Who knows." the topic didn't continue.

The group continued to move forward, but after a while. On the way, they met the elven army that had come to welcome them.

"Welcome, soldiers of the Caradia Empire, to the Elf Kingdom." the leader of the elven army said warmly.

Devitt called for everyone to get off their camels and walked with Claremont to the front of the elven army's leader. With a smile on his face, he introduced himself, "Hello, my name is Devitt, I am the captain of the scout team sent by Caradia this time."

"I'm Claremont. I'm in charge of assisting Captain Devitt this time."

The leader of the elven soldiers also smiled and said, "Captain Devitt, vice-captain Claremont. Hello, my name is Abel. Captain of the scout team sent by the elven race. I was also one of the participants in the previous exploration to the volcano."

"Nice to meet you. It's our pleasure to work with you." Devitt reached out his right hand in a friendly manner.

Claremont took a step back consciously, leaving space for the leaders on both sides to greet each other.

"It's our pleasure too." Abel calmly held Devitt's right hand.

"Does this road lead to the main city of your country? Most of the people in our team are new to the Elf Kingdom." Devitt asked.

Abel led him forward, while Claremont followed behind them. He was responsible for leading the other soldiers.

The two groups of people gathered together and walked on the official road.

"Not far ahead is the main city gate of the Elf Kingdom." Abel introduced.

The two of them chatted as they walked forward, finally talking about the topic of this mission.

"I wonder when we will set off from the Elf Kingdom's harbor?" Devitt asked.

"Tomorrow morning."

"This mission really needs to be rushed." Devitt said affirmatively.

"The harbor is located in the west of the main city. Your soldiers will also stay in their residences near the harbor." Abel explained in detail.

"General Abel, how long did it take you to go to the new residence of the dwarves last time?" Devitt asked.

"About two months." Abel thought for a while and replied, "It took almost a month to go by ship."

"You need to stay at sea for a month?" Devitt asked in surprise.

After all, this was the first time they had taken a ship. He didn't expect it to take so many days.

"Yes." Abel's expression was also a bit bitter. "The soldiers of Caradia need to be mentally prepared."

Then, they arrived at the harbor of Elf Kingdom.

Abel spoke to Devitt on behalf of the Elf King. "It's too late now. In order not to disturb the soldiers' rest, there's no need to go through so much trouble to enter the palace to greet the Elf King. Tomorrow, when the ship sets sail, the Elf King will personally come to meet them.

It was the first time the soldiers of Caradia saw the sea.

Everyone lined up and sat on the beach, taking off their shoes to play with the water.

The elven soldiers who lived with them did not fully understand their joy.

They all returned to their rooms to rest.

"Why aren't the elven soldiers looking at the sea together?" a soldier sitting on the shore asked.

"They have lived by the sea since they were kid. I guess looking at the sea is like looking at the sand. They must be tired of looking at it." a soldier beside him replied and analyzed.

"I see." the soldier who asked the question turned his head to face the sea and said, "Anyway, I feel that I won't get tired of looking at the sea for the rest of my life."

"It's time for dinner!" an elven soldier shouted at the Caradia soldiers who were playing on the shore.

The first floor of the accommodation was a commercial restaurant. The chef of the restaurant was in charge of the dinner today.

The soldiers of Caradia quickly put on their coats, shoes, and boots. They rushed to the restaurant on the first floor.

"Today, I asked the chef of this restaurant to make some dishes that suit the taste of the soldiers of Caradia. Please enjoy your meal tonight." Abel greeted them.

"Thank you for your hospitality!" the soldiers of Caradia were all in high spirits.

"Happy cooperation!" Abel toasted everyone.

"Cheers!!"

Devitt and Claremont were holed up in a corner. At this moment, they were toasting each other with smiles on their faces.

After the banquet ended, the soldiers returned to their rooms to rest.

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Chapter 700: The Scouts Set Off In the Morning

The next morning, everyone gathered in front of the hostel and prepared to set off for the harbor.

"Captain Devitt, are all your people here?" Abel stood at one end of the line and shouted at Devitt who was standing at the other end.

"They're all here." Devitt shouted in response.

"Then let's set off." Abel stretched out his right hand and made a forward gesture in the air.

Fifty soldiers set off from the entrance of the tavern, with the elven soldiers leading the way. Claremont led the Caradia soldiers behind him.

"This is going to be troublesome." a soldier who was walking in the crowd complained.

"What's wrong?" the soldier who was walking beside him replied, "Nothing has happened yet."

"My stomach doesn't feel so good when I think that we're going to sail on the sea for nearly a month." the soldier explained. The expression on his face was also very gloomy.

"It's not that serious. If you're like this, then what should a soldier like Austin do? He even threw up from riding a carriage." the soldier who responded said with a frown.

"He's definitely vomit and pass out on the ship too." the soldier said as he glanced at the line behind him.

"Austin, are you alright?" Devitt, who was walking at the end of the line, walked to Austin's side and asked with concern.

"Captain Devitt." Austin was slightly surprised. "It shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me or tell Claremont." Devitt instructed.

"Yes, thank you, captain." Austin replied.

At this moment, a soldier trotted to Devitt's side and said to him, "Captain Devitt, we are about to reach the entrance of the harbor. Captain Abel asked me to inform you and tell you that he wants to discuss something with you."

"Okay, got it." Devitt nodded, then turned to Austin and said, "Austin, I'll go to the front to take a look. I'll leave the task of pressing the team to you."

"Yes… yes… Captain Devitt." Austin replied.

"Is the entrance to the harbor ahead? Captain Abel." Devitt followed the soldiers to the front of the team and met Abel.

"Yes. It's still a few minutes away." Abel replied briefly. "General Devitt, I asked you to come because Elf King told me to remind you to send a letter to His Highness Lord Kant."

"Oh, right. I really should have reported the situation to His Highness earlier." Devitt said in realization.

"Yes. The letter you left behind will be delivered by a messenger sent by the Elf King." Abel explained further.

"Thank You, His Highness the Elf King, and General Abel." Devitt said gratefully.

After Abel's reminder, Devitt had been thinking how he should write this report letter.

The traveling soldiers arrived at the harbor built by the dwarfs. Everyone stood in front of this exquisite harbor, which had a completely different style from the other buildings around it. They couldn't help but admired the harbor.

However, the sails were about to set sail, so there was no extra time for everyone to visit.

The Elf King was dressed in a brocade robe. He stood on the shore with a group of attendants, waiting for the arrival of the soldiers. He wanted to send them off.

"Your Highness." standing at the front of the group, the three captains who were in charge of leading the group bowed one after another.

Although the soldiers behind him were slower by a beat, they all bowed to the ground.

"Okay. Good." the Elf King helped the three leaders up.

"Your ship is about to leave. Hurry up. I'll stand by the shore and send you off." The Elf King said softly.

"Your Highness, we will definitely complete the mission and return safely." Devitt said sincerely.

"Yes." the Elf King nodded. "I believe in you."

Without further words, the Elf King watched as the fifty-man team boarded the ship.

The sea breeze blew the brocade robe until it was bloated, but the Elf King still did not move.

"Your Highness, the humidity by the sea is too high. Let's go back to the palace." a guard at the side advised.

"Let me wait until their ship sails out of the bay." the Elf King replied.

"Everyone's cabin has life jackets and medical boxes…"

As soon as they boarded the ship, the soldiers heard the workers on the ship shouting through the loudspeakers.

Claremont stood at the boarding gate and counted the number of people.

After the last person also waited to board the ship, the ship began to move slowly.

Claremont organized the soldiers to stand in a row on the deck.

Devitt ran over from the other end of the deck and shared with Claremont, "General Abel gave me medicine to prevent the soldiers from getting seasick."

"The elf clan can actually make such a thing?" Claremont said in surprise.

"I heard that during the last expedition, they were tortured too badly on the ship. They learned a lesson from it." Devitt explained.

"But this is a medicine for the elves, right? Can we human soldiers use it?" Claremont asked hesitantly.

"Yes, the anti-sickness medicine that General Abel gave me is specially made for the human body this time." Devitt introduced. "However, this medicine can only temporarily relieve the discomfort."

"Mm. It should be enough for people with weaker constitutions, right?" Claremont nodded and asked.

Without hesitation, Claremont introduced the anti-sickness medicine to the soldiers under him. He let those who needed it to receive it from Devitt.

"I wonder if the Lord Kant knows that we have already set sail from the Elf Kingdom." After finishing everything, Claremont sat down on a chair in the activity room and poured a glass of water for himself and Devitt.

"We should be the ones reporting." Devitt took the glass and said, "I almost forgot about this today. Fortunately, General Abel reminded me."

"Captain Devitt, you have been writing letters before you boarded the ship, right? No wonder I couldn't find you." Claremont thought for a moment and said.

"Yes, the time is too tight." Devitt said embarrassedly, "I'm really sorry to leave all the work to you."

"It's okay. Writing a reply to Lord Kant is much more important than settling the soldiers." Claremont said indifferently.

Devitt pursed his lips and didn't say anything else.

The two of them were silent for a while. Devitt looked at the ripples in the water cup on the table and said, "Has the boat sailed?"

"It should be." Claremont ran to the small window and looked at the moving scenery outside the window.

"It's my first time on a boat. I'm really a little uneasy." Devitt said as he drank water.

"Me too."

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Chapter 701: Days on the Ship

"Your Highness, there is a letter from the Elf Kingdom," the soldier reported when Kant walked into the Senate Hall early in the morning.

"It arrived this morning?" Kant asked indifferently as he walked to his desk and sat down.

The letter, which was embossed with Elf Kingdom's national emblem, was right on top of the pile of documents.

"Yes," the soldier replied.

"It takes approximately half a month to travel from here to the Elf Kingdom. Devitt and the others should have been on the sea for at least half a month now," Kant murmured in a low voice after reading the letter.

"This ship doesn't dock!" A soldier rushed to the railing on the deck and retched into the sea.

"Those ships that can dock won't be required to go out for missions." Another soldier walked up beside him at the railing, grimacing as he endured the painful churning of his stomach.

"But there's still half a month to go. You have to hang in there." A third soldier put his hands on the shoulders of the two men and said.

"Austin?!"

"It's strange. For someone who suffers from motion sickness even from a carriage ride, why doesn't a choppy sea affect you?" A soldier shook his head in puzzlement.

"I don't know either. Maybe it's because my attributes are compatible with the sea," Austin said smugly.

"Stop talking nonsense. Can you help me back to the lounge? My legs are like jelly now from all the vomiting," the soldier who had been leaning over the railing retching interrupted weakly.

"I think you should go to the Infirmary instead," Austin suggested, raising his eyebrows in concern.

Straight after, he lifted the soldier over his shoulder and walked in the opposite direction towards the Infirmary.

"Life at sea is so boring," exclaimed Devitt, who was observing from the side.

"Isn't life in the army boring too?" Claremont asked with a smile.

"You are right. It's the same everywhere. It's just that my mood is different." Devitt pondered and replied smilingly, "Claremont, you must be really happy. You seem much more relaxed since boarding the ship."

"Not really. I just want to cherish the moment in time of danger." Claremont shook his head in a relaxed manner. "It's probably a way to relieve stress."

"It's pretty good."

The sea in the late autumn was rough even on sunny days.

With no end in sight, strong rolling huge waves rose and collapsed. People on the ship could hear the loud crashing sound the waves made.

To think that a large ship that could easily accommodate thousands of people was so helpless in the middle of an endless sea. Whether it sank or sail, it could only be determined by God.

"By the time the next letter arrives at Caradia, it should be a month later already," Kant said with a sigh.

He had never been so concerned about a team out on a mission.

But then, these soldiers were sent to carry out missions beyond the boundary of the Nahrin Desert and they had no information at all about the place.

"Send Aubrey to the Senate Hall," Kant ordered a soldier.

"Yes, Your Highness." The soldier bowed and left.

"Captain Aubrey, His Highness Kant has summoned you to the Palace," interrupted the soldier. Aubrey was practicing boxing at the Palace's training ground.

"Did the scout send news?" Aubrey stopped boxing and asked.

"Yes." The soldier replied.

"Ok. I will change my clothes and go to see His Highness right away." Aubrey unclenched his fist and told the soldier.

Aubrey hurriedly arrived at the door of the Senate Hall.

"Your Highness Kant." Aubrey bowed.

"Captain Aubrey, I have not seen you for a while." Kant said, "The Elf Kingdom's messenger sent a handwritten letter from Devitt this morning."

Kant retrieved the letter from the pile of documents and handed it to Aubrey.

"They should still be at sea." Aubrey took the letter but didn't open it immediately.

"Yeah. It seems to be going smoothly so far," Kant replied.

"That's good." Aubrey nodded.

"The island they are going to hasn't been officially claimed as the territory of any country yet. But there are many races of nomads on it. After the elves sent people there for the first time, they also set up a site thereafter. Kant added, "In due course, the people at the site will be able to send reports back to Nahrin Desert on the news of the soldiers."

"This is made possible entirely because of the elves' contact," Aubrey commented.

"The elves are more cautious in the way they do things now. It should be related to the changes after the war with the Undead," Kant said. "I am still assured of their performance."

"Yes," Aubrey replied. "Thank you, Your Highness, for updating me on what's happening at the frontline."

"It's fine." Kant shook his head. "After all, I promised I would."

"… Then I'll return this letter to Your Highness." Aubrey handed the letter back with both hands. "I just wanted to make sure that they're safe. I shouldn't be privy to the details of the mission."

Kant looked up and took the envelope back without a word.

"Your Highness, if there's nothing else, I shall take my leave," Aubrey said.

"Alright," Kant replied.

"We're finally reaching!"

A soldier sitting in the captain's cabin could not help but shout excitedly when he saw the shoreline in the distance.

"Land!!"

The soldiers who were gathered on the deck also shouted joyously as they closed the distance between the ship and the harbor.

"Soldiers, you have arrived at Crow Island. Please pack your belongings and prepare to disembark." The ship crew announced through a loudspeaker.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers rushed back to their cabins to retrieve the bags that they had packed last night.

"All Caradia soldiers, please gather on the deck. Line up and disembark." Claremont took the loudspeaker from the crew and commanded loudly.

The Caradia soldiers and the Elven soldiers lined up in two square formations.

The first row of soldiers in the two square formations proceeded to get off the ship via the gangway.

"The next row of soldiers to follow," Devitt ordered.

After all the soldiers got off the ship, Devitt and the others disembarked too, followed by the crew members.

"We've finally reached land." A Caradia soldier sighed with relief.

"When I was on the ship, I felt like I'm treading on cotton," another soldier said while stamping his feet.

"I have the same feeling. When stepping on wooden planks on the ship, you can feel them swaying. Nothing beats standing on solid ground."

"Where are the site people from the Elf Kingdom?" Devitt asked as he looked around.

"Could it be them?" Claremont asked hesitantly, pointing straight ahead.

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Chapter 702: The War Between the Nomads on the Island

"Welcome! Welcome! Welcome!"

Looking in the direction where Claremont was pointing, Devitt saw a few elves in tattered clothes holding banners, jumping, and shouting enthusiastically.

Devitt hesitantly summoned Captain Abel and asked, "Captain Abel, are the elves there sent by the site to pick us up?"

"Hmm?" Abel's gaze seemed to waver a little when he saw their attire.

The three of them frowned as they walked towards the welcome party.

"Raphael?" Abel finally recognized someone familiar as they walked closer.

Raphael turned and met Abel's gaze. He grinned in surprise and said, "Abel! Are you leading the elf team this time?!"

After confirming his identity, Abel's face was so filled with doubt when he saw Raphael's surprised expression that he did not know what to say.

Devitt and Claremont were also silent.

Although the elves were lazy in general, they were still very conscious about their appearances. At least, Devitt and Claremont had never seen such shabby-looking and dirty-faced elves in the main Elf City.

"What's wrong with you?" Abel finally could not resist asking.

"We'll talk about this when we return to the site's living quarters," Raphael replied.

Abel nodded in understanding.

"Hello, my name is Raphael. I'm the Lead Representative of the station responsible for receiving you this time," Raphael formally introduced himself to Devitt and Claremont.

"Hello, I am Captain Devitt, I am leading the Caradia soldiers this time."

"Hello, I am Claremont, Devitt's assistant."

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Prepare to lead the soldiers up the mountain with me. It's getting late," Raphael said.

"Alright." Devitt agreed and gathered his team of soldiers in front of Raphael.

The group left the harbor and set off towards the nearest mountain.

The soldiers marched on behind the elves leading the way and climbed the mountain for approximately an hour.

Abel grabbed a branch as he climbed up. "Doesn't this mountain have a walking trail? Is climbing our only option?"

"There is a trail," Raphael replied. He seemed to be familiar with this route and was not breathless like the others.

"Then why don't we use it?" asked Devitt as he finally found a place to lean on and catch his breath.

"The trail is in the front mountain, which is the Ent's territory. We can't use it," Raphael explained.

"I've never heard such a thing before, a mountain walking trail can also belong to a territory?" Claremont said, panting.

"That's the way things are on this island. Be it a walking trail, a drop of water, or a fruit, they are all clearly labeled as to which family they belong to." Raphael sighed.

"How terrible," Devitt could not help but say.

"Not only that, but the forces on the island will also fight against each other vying for each other's resources." Raphael continued, "The outpost we built at the foot of the mountain is also occupied by the Beastman Corps now."

"I didn't expect the situation on the island to be so bad," Claremont said.

"Is there any hope of getting back the outpost?" Abel asked.

"Impossible. There are hundreds of beastmen entrenched on the island. We can't defeat them." Raphael shook his head, as he continued to move forward. "Fortunately, our living quarters built on the high mountains have not been discovered yet. We also don't have to worry about food etc for now. The current situation is still not too bad. Once you have completed your mission, they won't be of any concern to us anymore."

Abel heaved a sigh and did not say anything else. Instead, he followed closely behind Raphael.

An hour later, the group finally arrived at their living quarters on the mountainside.

"I didn't expect this place to be so big." Devitt looked at the wooden building in front of him and sighed.

"It was designed as such to anticipate and accommodate the number of people on missions. The craftsmen in the country gained a lot of inspiration from the dwarf smiths and this building was built expeditiously." A site elf walked up to Devitt and explained.

"Please make do here for tonight," Raphael said contritely.

All the soldiers followed him into the building.

The hall was sparsely furnished and hence looked very empty in contrast to its vast area.

The soldiers helped the site elves carry out a refectory table from the storeroom.

"We'll have dinner in the hall today," the site soldier said.

"Everyone, you may go upstairs and take a look at the rooms. We will allocate them after dinner," Devitt ordered.

The soldiers carried their bags and went upstairs.

The rooms were in quite a clean and tidy condition. Only the windowsills were wet from the rain, and the wooden planks were moldy.

A soldier sat on the bed, stretched, and said, "I think this place is not bad. Compared to camping in the wilderness, it is so much better. I don't know why Lord Raphael felt apologetic."

"The other forces on the island could have come down hard on them. The outpost was also taken away. Perhaps he was filled with guilt," the soldier sitting opposite him mused and replied.

"Of course. Those who can be appointed as Site Leaders must be high-ranking officers in the army in charge of hundreds of people. To come to this small island with no prior knowledge of it…" a soldier leaning against the wall said.

It was time for dinner.

The site staff prepared a table full of sumptuous dishes.

The soldiers sitting at the table were all staring intently at the food with joy.

The site staff was also in an exuberant mood. Before the reconnaissance team's arrival, they had to eat field rations for every meal.

The reason was that they needed water to cook, and there was insufficient fresh water on the mountain.

Although the elves required ten times lesser water than humans, they still could not afford to waste the water.

Just the preparation of this meal had used up a fifth of their water reserve.

It would not be long before they had to worry about water again.

However, all their worries faded into oblivion as they had not had such delicious food for a long time.

"To the reconnaissance team," Raphael toasted.

"Cheers!!"

The soldiers drank up the aged wine in high spirits.

"Generals, this toast is to you. I hope to receive good news from where you are carrying out the mission," Raphael walked to the table of Abel, Devitt, and Claremont, and raised his glass.

"Thank you, Raphael," Abel responded first.

"We will definitely accomplish the mission and leave this island together with you," Devitt said firmly.

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Chapter 703: The Arduous Journey

Devitt, Claremont, and Abel did not drink too much wine during dinner.

After taking just enough food to satiate their hunger, they went up to the second floor with Raphael and entered a room at the corner.

There was no bed in the room, just a round table in the center and a bookcase on the left by the wall.

Raphael walked to the bookcase, opened the drawer, and retrieved a rolled-up map.

"This is the official map of Crow Island. You can buy it at the foot of the mountain for a few silver coins," Raphael said by way of introduction while spreading the map on the round table.

"This map has been used many times, right?" Claremont looked at the rough edges of the map and speculated.

"That's right." Raphael used an extinguished candlestick to hold down a corner of the map and continued saying, "The territory of the forces on Crow Island is always changing. The route that the elf team ascertained previously did not have any forces occupying it. But now, the situation has changed a lot. The route has to be replanned."

Four pairs of eyes focused on the map full of markings.

"This yellow line represents the route you will be taking," Raphael explained. "As much as we try to avoid taking routes filled with clustered communities, there is still a possibility that you will encounter these four races of nomads – the Ent from the front mountain, the Trolls from the valley, the Dragons near the volcano, and the Snake-women from the cave."

"We'll have to go past their territory borders, right?" Abel asked.

"Yes, so you might be lucky enough to avoid clashing with any of them." Raphael nodded as he continued, "The first to bear the brunt of this is naturally the Ent at the front mountain. The entmen are temperamental, sometimes they are pure and innocent, sometimes ferocious. They usually work in groups. If you walk into their formation, it's likely that you will not be able to escape from it. Eventually, you will slowly be eroded."

"Then, is there any way to break the formation?" Claremont asked.

"Most entmen are afraid of an open flame. Maybe it is your only chance to escape." Raphael closed his eyes and thought hard, then he prompted, "Their formation will confuse a person's sense of direction. This is also something that you should constantly be on guard against when facing them off."

"How did you get this information?" Devitt asked.

"Before we were familiarized with this mountain, many of our comrades were ambushed by the Ent. This information was summarized by those who narrowly escaped death," Raphael said. "As for the other three races, they are too far away so we have not seen them before. I hope that you can obtain some information about them before you officially face them. The power of the site elves can only go so far."

"I've been wanting to say this right at the start. Captain Raphael, you all accomplished your mission very well," Devitt said sincerely. "It's up to us now."

The next day, the fifty warriors set off in full combat gear.

As soon as they left the site estate, Raphael immediately sent a messenger down the mountain to dispatch a letter out of the island.

There were two letters. One to the main Elf City and the other was sent to Caradia.

"Your Highness Kant." A soldier hurried to the door of the Senate Hall and bowed.

"Yes. What is it?" Kant raised his head and asked.

"General Derrick has returned to the city," the soldier reported.

"Alright, prepare the horses, I will be going to the city gate," Kant briefly ordered.

When Derrick walked through the city gate of Drondheim, a suppressed wave of homesickness hit him and made him tear up.

"Commander Derrick, welcome back!" Kant shouted exuberantly as he guided his horse towards Derrick.

Upon seeing Kant, Derrick dismounted from his horse immediately and bowed, "Your Highness Kant."

"It is tough roughing it out in tenacious living conditions, you must be extremely tired. You may dispense with the formality, please get up." Kant dismounted from his horse and helped Derrick up.

"Adonis left for Durandal about a month ago but you just arrived here. Is the project there alright?" Kant asked Derrick as they mounted their horses and rode together.

"The project is going well. The coal production of the coal factory is also steadily increasing," Derrick reported.

"That's good." Kant nodded in relief. "Durandal's construction is about to enter its second phase."

The two chatted about the recent developments in Durandal as they rode towards the Palace.

"A simple banquet has been prepared in the Palace to welcome you. Let's have lunch together," Kant said to Derrick.

"Thank You, Your Highness," said Derrick as he bowed.

The two of them took their seats in the side hall where Kant usually ate.

The attendants brought out the dishes prepared by the Imperial Chef and placed them on the table.

"Leave us," Kant instructed.

The Captain immediately led the other soldiers out of the hall.

"The troops sent to assist the Elf Kingdom passed through Durandal on their way there, right?" Kant started the conversation.

"Yes, it has been nearly two months since they set off," Derrick replied.

"It was only half a month ago that I received a letter from Devitt which he sent from the Elf Kingdom," Kant said.

"Did they encounter any trouble on the way?" Derrick asked curiously.

"Not really. It was just a routine report," Kant replied. "I heard that the leader sent by the Elf Kingdom is also a rookie."

"Three rookie leaders?" Derrick said amusedly. "They might be quite suitable."

"I also heard that you invited that same troop of soldiers to a banquet in the military barrack." Kant laughed as well. "What do you think of the talents chosen by Captain Aubrey?"

"It goes without saying that the soldiers chosen by Captain Aubrey are very capable and full of combat power. It's just that they are unfamiliar with one another, it would improve after the breaking-in period," Derrick commented seriously.

"What about the two captains?" Kant continued asking after chewing a mouthful of food.

"One of them was my former comrade. I know him quite well. As for the other one, I only had a brief conversation with him during the banquet," Derrick replied.

"Do you think they can take on the roles of the captain?" Kant said.

Let's see. Perhaps because of them, there could be a more suitable and relevant standard in selecting a leader among the masses in the future," Derrick implied.

After Kant heard this, he nodded in approval. "You're right."

Deep in the mountains, a troop of soldiers was creeping through the jungle, some soldiers even used tree branches to camouflage their bodies.

"We're about to reach the estate of the Ent. Inform the soldiers behind us to be careful," Devitt ordered the soldiers around him in a low voice.

"Yes." A Caradia soldier replied.

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Chapter 704: First Face-Off – Stalemate

"Captain Devitt, how much longer before we reach the foot of the mountain?" Exhausted, Abel carefully bent down and walked to Devitt, asking him as they walked together.

When Devitt heard this, he raised his head, looked at the sky, and estimated, "Captain Abel, it should be about two hours before we can walk out of the Ent's territory border."

"There are still two hours?" Abel sighed. "I didn't expect that it would take so long to avoid the Ent."

Ever since the reconnaissance team entered the Ent's estate, they had been in a creeping position. It had been three hours, and they had only descended about two-thirds of the journey down the mountain.

To be creeping for such a long time in the high humidity jungle, it was tough even for the Caradia soldiers who had strenuous daily training. Not to mention the long-range elven mages who usually did not pay much attention to their physical fitness.

"If we can successfully avoid the entmen, it will be worth it," Claremont said.

The group of people moved forward in silence for nearly half an hour.

Devitt, who was at the forefront of the group, suddenly frowned and stopped advancing.

"How strange," Devitt said.

Claremont's expression became tense. He asked, "What's wrong, Captain Devitt?"

"I think we have been walking around in circles," Devitt answered heavily.

"What do you mean?" Abel came over and asked, "Did we go the wrong way?"

"Look at the sky." Devitt pointed at the sky and explained, "Although the surrounding scenery doesn't have any overlapping impressions, the shadows cast by the sun won't lie. We should have walked into the Ent's maze."

Abel looked up. He did find some discordance in the forest where the sun shone, bringing with it a sense of spatial distortion.

The soldiers heard the conversation between the three of them and began to discuss it among themselves.

Everyone became cautious. They shrank and closed up the gaps between them and huddled tightly.

"We've been discovered. Should we run?" A young and hoarse voice echoed above the forest.

The soldiers' discussion stopped abruptly.

Suddenly, another unfamiliar voice rang out of the silence, "Why are you running? It's so embarrassing."

"Who is it? Come out!" Devitt hollered.

However, he was met with silence.

After a while, a breeze wafted through the forest, rustling the red autumn leaves.

"It's too presumptuous of you to ask for my name when you are on my territory." A man in his thirties walked out from behind the forest. He was very muscular and the brown blood vessels in his neck popped out in response as he spoke.

"So this is the Ent. He looks just like an ordinary human," a soldier standing at the end of the line whispered.

"No, he doesn't. The humanity of ordinary humans will cause their bodies to produce a special smell. And the smell on this Ent is something I've never smelled before," an elven soldier beside him replied quietly.

"Where is your other companion?" Devitt stepped forward and asked.

"That kid is too timid. He has gone back already," the Ent replied calmly.

Claremont pursed his lips and walked over to Devitt and whispered, "He should have gone back and called more of the Ent over."

"I can hear everything," the Ent said in a relaxed manner. "What you said could be possible, but I hope that before my people arrive, all of you will have been defeated by me and turned into the nutrients in the soil."

"What a joke! You want to take on all of us just by yourself?" Abel clenched his fists and rushed forward angrily.

"More or less," the Ent nodded and said with certainty, "Although you will not become good quality nutrients, we can make do and use it on the flowers and plants by the fence around our estate."

All the soldiers were infuriated by his words.

Claremont said to Devitt in a low voice, "It'll be even more troublesome when the other entmen arrive. Captain, let's hurry up and end this swiftly."

"Alright." Devitt stared at the Ent who was looking at them with a mocking expression. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Warriors, get ready for battle."

The Caradia warriors threw their bags onto the grass at the side and withdrew their weapons from their scabbards.

They then surrounded the Ent.

"You guys have forgotten where you are and who I am," the Ent spread his arms wide.

His nails became sharp and gradually extended into the shape of a tree branch.

"Attack!" Devitt commanded.

"Attack!!" The soldiers yelled and charged forward.

The Ent surveyed his surroundings, then raised his right hand to cut a wound on his neck.

The moment the soldiers crowded in front of him, his entire body turned into soil which subsequently scattered loosely onto the leaves-covered ground.

"What?" The terrified soldiers exclaimed.

"Retreat!!" Claremont shouted.

At the same time, numerous wooden arm-like branches sprouted from the ground and caught hold of the ankles of the soldiers huddled together, pulling them into the ground.

Their pull was too strong, soldiers who struggled to break free felt as if their thigh bones were about to be torn apart.

Devitt and the others rushed forward and used their swords to chop off the branches entangling the soldiers.

"Land is the source of my strength. I dominate everything it carries," the Ent's voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Damn it." Devitt's face was filled with rage. He said to Abel, "We can only use fire to attack."

Abel nodded. He walked to the elven soldiers and summoned the fire elf warriors.

"Because of what you did to our soldiers, we will hold this grudge against you. We will not show you any mercy." Abel issued a challenge to the Ent.

"Try me," the Ent appeared in front of everyone again. His build was several times larger than before. His skin became so transparent that they could even see his green blood flowing rapidly through his blood vessels.

The elven mages stepped forward with determination and summoned their spells.

Their entire bodies were emblazed in dark red flames. Waves of heat emanated from their center and surged in all directions.

"Just this?" the Ent shook his head in disdain.

"Not good enough for you?" The elven mage standing in the center of the five-man formation narrowed his eyes and said, "Perhaps you prefer this?"

The atmosphere changed abruptly. The flames on the body of the mage who had spoken turned from dark red to pure creamy white at a lightning speed.

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Chapter 705: The Power of the Elven Mages

The Ent's expression froze. He jumped and took a few steps back.

After seeing the fire elf setting himself ablaze, Devitt immediately commanded the Caradia soldiers to retreat.

Truth be told, he had never seen flames of this color before. Even from afar, they could feel the extremely high temperature of the flames.

"You are something," the Ent lowered his head and said.

"Let us go, otherwise we will raze the entire forest to the ground!" A fire elf bellowed.

"Alright. I'll let you go," the Ent gave a slight nod. "But before that, let me test the power of your flames!"

He then conjured up a wooden stake that weighed over a hundred pounds. It hovered in the air, then charged straight at the forehead of the leading mage.

"Be careful!" Someone cried in warning.

Just when everyone thought the fire elf could not avoid the heavy blow, he gently placed his hand on the tree rings of the wooden stake and uttered, "Ha!" The wooden stake was burnt to cinders instantly.

"Take this!" Five fire elves charged forward and hurled the fireballs gathered in their hands at the Ent who was rooted on the spot.

The Ent made a grasping gesture with his right hand. Right away, the leaves on the ground twirled and bunched up into a giant floating ball in front of him. The leaves blocked the combined attack of mages but were turned into ashes as a result.

"Alright. You can go," he said nonchalantly as he dusted the ashes off his body.

Abel signaled for the fire elves to leave, then he walked up to the Ent and said, "We're just passing by your territory border. Since you have agreed to let us leave, then please keep your promise and not make things difficult for us anymore."

"Okay," the Ent smiled. Ignoring everyone, he walked into the depths of the forest.

Claremont stared at the Ent's retreating back as he left. Warily, he walked to Abel and suggested, "Let's set off immediately. It will be disastrous if the entmen come for us."

"Let's go!" Abel gave orders to the soldiers behind him.

Instead of creeping stealthily like before, they decided to sprint down the mountain as fast as they could.

An hour later, they finally walked out of the Ent's estate. They collapsed in exhaustion at the foot of the mountain to rest.

"Let's continue with the journey after ten minutes of rest. We want to reach the Dwarf Clan's boundary before nightfall," Claremont announced to the soldiers.

The Dwarf Clan was one of the few races on the island that was willing to leave adequate leeway for communication with nomads and the other races. Before Devitt's group arrived on the island, Raphael had personally gone to the Dwarf Clan to work things out with them, requesting that they not make things difficult for the reconnaissance team that would be passing by.

The Dwarf Clan's nomads dealt with almost every race on the island. In their town, one could easily buy any information about the island. The more covert the information was, the more expensive it would be.

When Raphael sent them off in the early morning, he suggested to Devitt, "If you want to know about the characteristics of the Snake-women and the other races, you can check with the Dwarf Clan's intelligence."

"Is there any difference between the Dwarf Clan and the Midget Clan?" One of the soldiers asked his companions in a low voice as they hurried along on the plains.

"I heard that the dwarves' personalities and life characteristics are similar to humans. Same like the human world, there are both good and bad people within the race," another soldier replied.

"Whereas the midgets tend to withdraw from the society. I also heard that the hands of the midgets were given to them by God. They are quite different from humans," a third soldier added.

They chatted as they walked halfway across the plain. The fifty-man reconnaissance team finally arrived at the city of the Dwarf Clan just as the sun set.

There were dwarf soldiers standing sentry at the city gate. After checking their identities, the dwarf soldiers let the reconnaissance team pass through the gate without a word.

"It feels so easy to enter the city," said a soldier.

When they walked to the commercial street leading to the main city, what they saw was beyond their imagination. They were expecting to see dwarves that were less than half the height of a human, instead, the crowd milling on the street was filled with people from all different races.

"The main city of the Dwarf Clan should be the trading center of the island," Claremont surmised as nomads from different races brushed past him.

"According to Raphael, because the Dwarf Clan has developed a really good service industry in the main city, almost no one dares to cause trouble here," Abel said. After walking in the wilderness for a whole day, he was in high spirits when he arrived at the prosperous and bustling commercial street.

"It's better not to stare at the pedestrians on the street." Devitt shook their shoulders. "Everyone here is a good person. Just be careful not to get into trouble when you walk out of the city gate."

"Okay," Claremont averted his gaze and said to Devitt, "Let's quickly find a hotel to stay in. There are quite a lot of people here. We might not be able to find rooms to stay for the night."

"Claremont is right," echoed Abel.

"I think we should find a hotel on this street. After all, it's close to the city center, it will be more convenient to ask the Chamber of Commerce for information after dinner," Devitt reasoned after mulling it over.

Claremont and Abel nodded in agreement.

The three of them then led the soldiers from hotel to hotel in search of vacant rooms for their accommodation. Finally, they found an inn, The Art Pavilion, which had eight empty rooms that could accommodate fifty people.

Devitt leaned on the counter and heaved a huge sigh of relief, "We finally found rooms."

"Eight standard empty rooms for eighty silver coins," a dwarf perched on a high stool said to Claremont after doing some calculations on his abacus.

"Ten silver coins per night for one empty room?! Are you serious?" Claremont exclaimed incredulously.

The dwarf who was in charge of accounting curled his lips and didn't say anything else. He just glanced at the door meaningfully.

Claremont was angered by his silent mockery. He pulled Devitt's arm and said, "Captain Devitt, he is just out to cheat us. Let's find rooms elsewhere."

Ten silver coins in Drondheim were equivalent to a month's reward for a high-ranking officer. It was too extravagant to spend it on a night's stay.

"Forget it." Devitt shook his head and said, "It's almost dark now. I don't think we can find any empty rooms elsewhere. It's most important to let the warriors rest well."

Hearing that, Claremont could only take out handfuls of silver coins and counted out the correct amount to the dwarf at the counter.

"Go to the second floor," the dwarf said after receiving the money and thrusted a bunch of keys into Claremont's hand.

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Chapter 706: Dwarf Who Sells Information

Although His Highness Kant had made full preparations for the scout's trip even gold and silver coins were also well prepared.

But when he walked up the stairs, Claremont was still heartbroken over the dozens of silver coins he had spent.

"The dwarfs are really evil," Claremont muttered softly.

After settling their luggage, it was time for everyone to gather for dinner.

Fortunately, the hotel's food and drinks were included in the accommodation, so everyone was free to choose their food.

The fifty-person team almost filled up the hotel's restaurant. Seeing this, the owner of the hotel immediately brought the scouts to another side hall and let them take a room. The roasted food was served by the waiter of the restaurant.

After ordering the menu, everyone began to discuss the duel between the ent and the fire elf mage around the round table this morning.

"I didn't expect the fire elven soldiers to be so strong. When I saw their explosive strength, I was completely shocked," a soldier sighed and said.

"I feel that with the strength of these people, our team won't need to hide when we reach the dwarfs' place," another soldier echoed.

"Yeah. Besides, that ent was quite lousy. He was scared away by the fire elves in two moves," another soldier added.

"You guys encountered an ent?" a young voice sounded.

Austin, who followed everyone to mock the ent, was the first to notice this question. He stopped laughing and looked around. Then, he found a dwarf waiter holding a tray next to him.

"Sorry to trouble you," Austin took the dish from the waiter and said politely.

The dwarf waiter was actually shorter than the table. Everyone only noticed him after they saw the roast meat on the table.

"Yes, today when we went down the mountain, we met two ents. One of them ran away in fear after we found out about their tricks. The other one stayed behind and said that he wanted to teach us a lesson, but he was beaten up by our elven soldiers and retreated," one of the soldiers replied.

"Two?"

The dwarf attendant's expression became complicated.

"It seems that he isn't tired of playing this trick."

"What trick?" one of the soldiers asked in confusion.

"There is only one ent on this island," the dwarf waiter explained.

"What?!"

Everyone was stunned.

Devitt and the others, who had noticed the commotion, also gathered around the round table where the waiter was.

"But we clearly heard two different voices today," a soldier said, puzzled.

"Lord Ent likes to play games like this. Everything you perceive in the jungle is controlled by him. Not to mention voices, it can even create several different human forms."

The waiter wiped his hands with a napkin on his shoulder and continued, "You'll know after staying on the island for a long time. That Lord is terrifyingly powerful. Otherwise, why do you think he could occupy an entire mountain forest on this island where dragons and tigers are fighting for hegemony by himself?"

"Since he's not afraid of our threat, why would he let us go?" a soldier asked.

"This… I'm not sure."

The dwarf waiter scratched his head, he said, "Ever since that Lord arrived on the island thirty years ago, he has always sealed himself in the deep mountains. I heard that his cultivation hasn't been able to break through the bottleneck, and he wants to find a pure self. In the end, he seems to have schizophrenia. I'm afraid that you've met another strange personality that he assumed."

"I see." Devitt nodded at the side.

"It sounds so mysterious," Claremont shrugged and said.

"In that case, our luck is really not bad," Abel drank a mouthful of red wine and commented.

"Are all the dwarves in this town as well-informed as you?" Devitt smiled and said to the dwarf waiter.

The dwarf waiter raised his head and looked at Devitt, he replied, "I'm not that bad. I got to know about this information from passing guests. The dwarf hunters in the union who sell information are really powerful. They can dig out some information about the election of every territory from their mouths."

"That's incredible!" Abel raised his glass and praised loudly.

This was his third glass of red wine, and he was already slightly drunk.

Claremont helplessly helped him to the sofa in the corner and sat down to rest.

"Thank you for sharing." Devitt nodded at the dwarf waiter. He took out a silver coin from his pocket and placed it on the tray that the dwarf waiter carried.

"Thank you for the tip."

The dwarf waiter smiled in satisfaction when he saw the copper coin, and then left.

During the conversation, all the dishes were almost served.

Everyone began to feast.

After Devitt ate a whole piece of delicious steak, he wiped his mouth with a napkin. He looked around and found that Claremont and Abel were not on the table.

After getting up and looking around, Devitt walked to the sofa in the corner and saw Claremont chewing a soda biscuit. Beside him, Abel was sleeping soundly.

"What happened to him?" Devitt asked.

"He drank three glasses of red wine on an empty stomach and got drunk," Claremont replied.

Unable to find anyone to help take care of this elven general, Claremont could only take on this tiring task himself.

He hadn't been able to eat even now.

"Hurry up and eat. I'll help you to take care of him," Devitt suggested.

"Thank you, Captain," Claremont thanked Devitt.

Then he clapped his hands and brushed off the biscuit crumbs stuck to his fingers.

"Come back quickly."

Devitt sat down on the sofa where Claremont had been sitting. He stuffed a pillow into his arms and said helplessly, "General Abel is already drunk. Only the two of us will go out tonight to ask for information."

"Got it." After saying that, Claremont immediately ran to the dining table.

The moonlight was hazy. After the banquet was over. Devitt and Claremont walked out of the hotel's door.

They set off towards the Hunter's Union in the city center under the cover of the night.

Even in the middle of the night, the commercial streets of the dwarf town were still bustling.

However, in the night, pairs of yellow and green pupils always showed a dangerous aura.

Devitt and Claremont didn't talk much. In this unfamiliar place, they had to take into account that the walls had ears. It was best to get good news earlier and return to the residence.

"We're here," Devitt said, pointing to a brightly lit area on the street.

"Yeah." Claremont's line of sight was also fixed on that area.

There were still a lot of people coming in and out of the union entrance. The two quickened their pace and approached the building.

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Chapter 707: Visiting the Guild for the First Time

"Welcome!" The dwarf standing at the door greeted Devitt and Claremont.

The two of them nodded and ignored him. They immediately walked towards the Guild Hall.

In front of the information desk in the Guild Hall, there was a huge stone pillar that supported the center of gravity of the entire house. The surface of the stone pillar was a map of the entire island. Moreover, it marked the direction of the river in every detail.

"Amazing." Claremont used his hand to touch a certain spot on the map and exclaimed in admiration.

"It would be more convenient if there was a sample of the picture, right?" Devitt commented.

"There is."

A dwarf dressed in uniform walked up to them and said, "Our Guild's special carpet map is available at the counter at the entrance. It only requires one silver coin."

"Everything here is priced in silver coins," Claremont said in his heart.

"Thank you. But compared to this, there's something else that I would like to ask you. Where is the front desk for selling information?" Devitt asked the dwarf with a smile.

"Our Union provides customers with direct face-to-face communication with hunters. What kind of information do you want to ask?" The dwarf attendant prompted.

"What kind? This…"

It was the first time Devitt came to such a trading place, so he was not very sensitive to categorizing. After thinking for a while, he cautiously said, "We are newcomers who have just arrived on the island. We mainly want to ask about the history of the races on the island."

"Oh, I understand."

The dwarf attendant probably understood what Devitt wanted to say, and replied, "Please go to the reception desk over there to register. Specifically, you have to queue for the No. 6 Hunter, and then pay the deposit."

"Okay, thank you."

Perhaps it was because he saw that Devitt wanted to tip the attendant again, Claremont thanked him and dragged Devitt away.

"Captain Devitt, it's better not to reveal your wealth," Claremont suggested as he walked on the road.

"Yes, your reminder is right," Devitt replied after he reacted.

The dwarfs loved money. This was what they had heard from Raphael. Devitt's idea was, if he could exchange money for the cooperation of others, it would not be a bad thing for an independent scout.

However, in a place like a guild's trading center, it would be easy to get into unnecessary trouble if he randomly spent money.

Claremont walked to the window of the registration counter and successfully queued up.

The service of the guild could be considered thorough. After Claremont received the room key that he had made an appointment with. Immediately, an attendant came over and led the way for the two of them.

Devitt and Claremont followed the attendant to the second floor.

The stairs leading to the second floor were considered for the differences between different races. The size of the adjacent stairs would have a huge difference.

When they reached the room number marked on the key, Devitt and Claremont stopped in their tracks.

"Can we go in first?" Devitt asked the waiter politely.

"Of course," the dwarf attendant said with a smile.

Then, he took the key from Claremont and opened the door.

The key was inserted into the lock of the door and the attendant left.

Devitt and Claremont walked into the room. There was only a square table and three soft leather chairs in the room.

Devitt and Claremont sat down at one side of the square table, waiting for the arrival of the news hunter.

"Dong dong!"

Footsteps came from behind, and the two looked back.

A dwarf dressed in black leather boots and cowboy attire walked in from the door of the room. An attendant followed behind him, carrying a tray filled with three cups of warm water with lemon slices.

After the attendant placed the coasters, he placed the drinks in front of the three of them. He closed the door with the empty tray and respectfully left.

"Hello," the dwarf hunter spoke first.

"My name is Cofito. Can you tell me what you would like to know?"

"Hello, my name is Claremont. This is my leader, Devitt," Claremont introduced.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me your name. The information about the guests will be forgotten by the hunters of our profession when we walk out of this room," Cofito said, "of course, the content of your inquiry will also be kept secret."

"I see." Claremont nodded.

Hearing this, Devitt didn't waste any more time and went straight to the point. "We want to know some information about the snake lady, the Dragon Clan, and the trolls from you."

"What kind of information?"

Speaking of serious matters, Cofito's eyes became sharp.

"For example, their strengths and weaknesses, the scope of their territory, and so on. We need to go to a certain place, and on the way, we must pass by their territory, and we don't want to cause too much trouble…" Claremont explained.

"I see." Cofito wrote down the notes on the manuscript paper he brought over and replied.

"We would like to know what kind of information we can get from you," Devitt said.

"The information you want, I have it all here. And it's sorted out one by one," Cofito introduced and his eyes were filled with confidence.

"Well, a book of information costs 20 silver coins, since the information you want are three different races, it will be a total of 30. Can you see if this price is affordable?"

"As long as it's worth it," Devitt replied.

"Alright." Cofito smiled and nodded.

"Then I'll have to trouble you to register your address to the front desk. After my assistant finds the information, he will deliver it to you personally."

After hearing Cofito's words, Devitt pondered and said, "But we're leaving the Dwarf Town tomorrow. I don't know if you could send it on time."

"Don't worry. It will be delivered on time tomorrow morning," Cofito promised readily.

"Happy cooperation."

There were too many people wandering in the hall. Devitt and Claremont worked hard for a while before they finally managed to register the address of the restaurant at the front desk. They were able to get out of the dense crowd and return to the street covered by the moonlight.

"I didn't expect the lemonade to cost money. I thought it was free," Claremont grumbled as he counted the deposit.

"The dwarves are really trying their best to make money," Devitt said.

"I didn't expect there to be a guild that sells information in this world."

"I don't really hope that there will be such a guild in the territory of Caradia," Claremont thought for a while and replied. "It's too scary to have my privacy invaded."

"This island has really allowed me to see many things that I haven't seen in the military camp. Other than the days on the ship, time seems to fly by."

Devitt seemed to be in a good mood tonight.

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Chapter 708: The Hardships of Crossing the Plains

The next morning, the soldiers of the scouts' team got up early. After washing up and tidying, they gathered together in the hall of the hotel.

"Captain Devitt," Claremont commanded everyone to get their breakfast. He walked up to the second floor and knocked on the door of Devitt's room.

"Click." Devitt opened the door.

"Captain Devitt, did the Dwarf Union send the information?" Claremont asked curiously while walking into the room and looked at the paper manuscripts scattered all over the round table in the room.

"Yes. It was sent to me at dawn this morning. After the attendant downstairs received it, he sent it directly to my room," Devitt rubbed his eyes and said.

Devitt should have been the first scout soldier to get up this morning. After being woken up by the attendant's knock on the door, he had been focusing on reading the information until now.

"Captain, you've read all this information, right?" Claremont picked up a stack of information and roughly flipped through a few pages.

"Yes. I'm almost done. Take these documents with you. If you have time, you can also take a look," Devitt wrung the towel dry and suggested to Claremont. "The information provided by the dwarf hunter is really detailed. Unfortunately, we only have information on trolls, snake ladies, and the Dragons."

"Okay." Claremont nodded and he stacked the papers on the table neatly and put them in his arms.

"If it can be of help to our mission, it should be enough."

"Yes," Devitt said with peace of mind, "the information provided by the dwarf should be of this magnitude."

"The warriors should have gathered in the dining hall now. Let's hurry over and meet up with them," Claremont nodded and said.

"Yes," Devitt replied.

After tidying up, the two of them walked out of the room and went to the dining hall to have breakfast with the other soldiers.

"We're leaving the Dwarf Town today," a soldier tore off a piece of soft bread and said gloomily to the soldier sitting at the same table.

"We're here on a mission, not to play. How long do you want to stay here?" A soldier beside him picked up a piece of smoked meat with a fork and put it in his mouth, lecturing the soldier just now.

"Captain Abel, where will we go after we leave the city?" a soldier sitting next to Abel at another dining table asked.

"The plain where the Dwarf Town is located is very large. We'll probably need three or four days to reach there," Abel replied.

"Then will we meet a tough character like the ent next?" another soldier asked anxiously.

"I don't think so in the short term. After all, most of the forces on this plain have a cooperative relationship with the dwarfs. Even though we look a little unfamiliar, being able to freely enter and leave Dwarf Town can be considered as being recognized by the forces on the plain. The other races shouldn't take the initiative to find trouble with us. We just need to avoid their territory and move forward," Abel thought for a moment and explained in detail.

Breakfast was over in half an hour. Everyone packed their luggage and began to move towards the city gate.

Abel was in charge of leading the fifty-man team, while Devitt and Claremont were at the end of the team. They were in charge of holding the line. With dozens of people moving in unison, it was quite eye-catching to walk on the street.

However, most of the passers-by would not pay attention to them. Living in such a complicated town, such ordinary movements would not attract the attention of the crowd.

The dwarf soldiers at the gate of the city were also very lax in their inspection. After carefully comparing the faces of the people with a few tattered portraits of wanted criminals on the city wall, they waved their hands and let them go.

After gradually leaving the bustling town, the scenery in front of the scouts' team turned into a plain full of weeds.

It seemed to have rained the night before. The knee-high weeds were drenched, and the ground under their boots became soft.

Under Abel's lead, the soldiers slowly moved forward while pushing away the weeds.

At noon, the sun shone down on the land from above.

The water droplets between the bushes absorbed the sunlight, the humid hot air made the soldiers' vision blurry, and it was a little uncomfortable.

However, this effect was only limited to the human soldiers.

Because of their elemental constitution, the elven soldiers were completely unaffected by this natural force. Compared to the Caradia soldiers, their footsteps were much lighter.

General Abel, who was walking according to the map and the position of the Sun, did not notice the situation of the soldiers behind him until Devitt came forward and suggested to rest for ten minutes, Abel looked at the ugly expressions of the Caradia soldiers and suddenly remembered.

When they set off again, Abel suggested that the elven soldiers exchange positions with the Caradia soldiers. He asked the elven soldiers to follow him in the front, while the Caradia soldiers followed behind the elven soldiers.

Everyone looked puzzled, but they followed the formation according to Abel's instructions.

When they set off again, the Caradia soldiers immediately noticed the path where the elven soldiers had taken, the moisture had completely disappeared. The air had also become dry.

A wave of discussion broke out among the Caradia soldiers.

Claremont walked forward and asked, "What is everyone talking about?"

"It's so strange, following behind the elven soldiers, I feel that all the moisture that was attached to my body has disappeared. I feel much more refreshing," one of the soldiers replied.

Devitt and Claremont had always been at the end of the line. They had never experienced the situation of the Caradia soldiers. Now, after one of the soldiers had mentioned, they realized that the soldiers' physical strength had indeed been used up very quickly.

"Is it because they are casting some kind of spell?"

One of the soldiers was still curious about this situation.

"No, I think it should be a physical problem," another soldier replied.

"Isn't the connection between the elves and nature the closest? With them around, the surrounding natural elements will be balanced."

After listening to this conversation, Devitt walked to Abel's side in the front row and asked, "General Abel, what was the reason for the formation change just now?"

"The physical strength of the Caradia soldiers is very strong, but I don't think they are used to this kind of environment. In order not to waste extra physical strength, I thought that with the strengths of the elves, they might be able to help a little," Abel replied sincerely after he heard Devitt's question, then he turned his head and glanced at the Caradia soldiers' formation.

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Chapter 709: The Appearance of the Black Elves

"I didn't expect the elven soldiers to have such power," Devitt praised from the bottom of his heart. "General Abel was able to notice the physical status of the soldiers. You are a meticulous person."

Abel shook his head humbly, he added, "It's just an innate characteristic of the elves. It can barely play a neutral role on such an occasion. When we reach the vicinity of the volcano, in such an extreme environment, we won't be able to see any obvious effects from such a trait."

"You're too modest," Devitt said.

At night, the scouts' team began to find a place to camp on the plains.

With the elven soldiers' spell, the weeds on the grass ten meters wide were instantly burned into ashes.

The work of building the tent went smoothly. Half an hour later, a satisfactory simple military camp was built on the empty and barren plain.

This time, the scouts' team had logistics personnel. The group responsible for food was made up of Caradia soldiers and a few elven soldiers who were good at cooking.

Smoke rose from the campsite. The soldiers could finally have their first meal of the day.

"How is it?" Devitt walked to Claremont, who was reading the information while eating.

"Yes. The Dwarf's information is indeed very detailed."

Claremont swallowed a mouthful of food and nodded in response.

"Oh, right. I haven't told Captain Abel about the Guild," Devitt suddenly remembered something and said.

"I've told General Abel about it on the way."

Claremont held his shoulder and stopped him from getting up.

"I've already given the information I've read to Captain Abel."

"That's good," Devitt calmed down and said.

After that, Devitt didn't say anything else to avoid disturbing Claremont's reading progress.

The two of them ate their dinner quietly.

After dinner, Claremont took the documents back to his tent.

A soldier sat down in Claremont's tent and walked into the tent with a report. He handed a piece of paper filled with notes to Claremont.

"Captain Claremont, this is the name list for tonight's shift change," the soldier reported.

"Okay." Claremont took the list, carefully checked it, and said, "Thank you."

After the soldier left, Claremont put away the information on the table, took the list, and walked out of the tent to find Devitt.

The daily reports of the team were usually checked by Claremont. In the end, Claremont personally handed it to Devitt for safekeeping or decision-making.

Claremont walked to the front of Devitt's tent, only to discover that the lights in the tent had been turned off.

"Where did he go?" Claremont said in puzzlement.

After walking around the vicinity of the camp and asking around. Claremont asked the soldier standing at the entrance of the camp, "Did you see where General Devitt went?"

"We didn't see Captain Devitt," one of the soldiers replied without turning his head.

The other soldier also stood in place, not making a sound.

Claremont felt that the atmosphere between the two was a bit strange, and he frowned. He was about to walk up and ask something.

"Captain Claremont! I found Captain Devitt," a soldier rushed to Claremont's side and said.

"Where is he?" Claremont took a deep look at the two soldiers standing guard, then turned to ask the soldier beside him.

"Captain Devitt seems to have eaten something bad. When you were looking for him, he was using the toilet. Now he's resting in the camp," the soldier said in detail.

"What?" Claremont said in surprise.

The soldier nodded with a complicated expression.

Claremont shook his head helplessly.

"Then I'd better not disturb him."

Just as he was about to leave, Claremont said hesitantly to the soldier, "Are these two soldiers under your command?"

"Yes. The first half of tonight is the duty of our third group." The soldier nodded and admitted, "What happened to them, Captain Claremont?"

"Nothing. I just feel that they don't know who I am. It's a bit strange," Claremont said.

"Hey, you two," the soldier immediately turned to the two soldiers standing at the door and asked loudly, "What's going on…"

Claremont, who had his back to the two, heard the soldier's questioning and stopped abruptly. He turned his head and looked back curiously.

He found that the two soldiers who had just answered his question had collapsed to the ground. They seemed to have lost consciousness.

The soldier quickly went forward and squatted down to check. "Hey! Wake up, what's wrong with you two?"

His fingers touched the unconscious soldier's skin. The bone-eroding coldness took over the soldier's senses.

"Ah!"

"What's wrong?" Claremont was shocked by the scream. He bent down and asked.

A cold and eerie feeling was instantly transmitted from the unconscious soldier's shoulder.

Claremont quickly withdrew his hand.

"General Claremont! Our soldiers have been attacked by foreign enemies!" the soldier shouted in panic.

This commotion attracted many soldiers who were wandering around to gather around and watch.

The alert message quickly spread throughout the entire military camp.

Even Devitt, who was resting in the tent, was woken up by someone.

The Swadian soldiers held torches and stood neatly at the entrance of the military camp. They waited for the leader's instructions.

The elven soldiers arrived a step late.

Abel walked through the crowd and arrived in front of Claremont and the fainted soldiers.

After checking the condition of the fainted soldiers, his expression became solemn. "It's a black elf spell. These two soldiers will probably take a week or so before they return to their normal condition."

"Black Elves?" Claremont asked, "Are they vagabonds of the Elves?"

"Not really. Although the Black Elves and the Elves have some similarities in some aspects, whether it is in terms of temperament or the type of spell, they can be completely separated," Abel strongly denied it. "The two races have no relationship."

"Are the Black Elves' spells very powerful?" Claremont looked down worriedly at the fainted soldier and asked with concern.

"They are indeed very powerful because the spells they practice are very different from the spells we practice," Abel said and sighed. "That's why we are often helpless against the wounds they bring."

"But I've never heard of their names." Claremont was a little surprised by Abel's reaction.

"The history of the Black Elves' rampage ended a few hundred years ago."

Abel looked at the night sky and sighed.

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Chapter 710: A Peaceful Journey

"The spells that the Black Elves trained in were too powerful. Under the support of such power, they continuously invaded other people's territory. In the end, they were encircled and attacked by several racial forces in a situation that provoked public anger. They were expelled from the entire continent," Abel explained.

"Were the elven soldiers involved?" Claremont asked curiously.

"Yes. After the Black Elves lost the war, they signed a non-aggression treaty with us elves," Abel replied.

"Is this treaty still in effect?" Claremont asked hesitantly.

"Although it's called a treaty, the agreement is actually a curse that His Highness the Elf King of that generation placed on the entire black elves."

Abel pondered for a moment, he said, "I have never seen what would happen to the Black Elves if they truly violated the treaty. However, the reputation of Lord Tassell, the Elf King at that time was enough to make the entire Black Elves tremble in fear. Therefore, I don't think anyone would want to challenge the curse that he placed on them."

"Tassell the Elf King," Claremont silently chanted this name as he carefully recalled it.

A bolt of lightning flashed in his heart. Tassell, the rare scholar of the Elves. He was born by chance. It was said that he was born with a rare constitution that cultivated light magic. He was such a prestigious person that when the elves sent out his business card to the outside world, anyone would be afraid of him.

"Then why did the Black Elves attack us?" Claremont asked curiously.

"It is said that the real black elf magic disappeared after the Great War that year. On this island, which could accommodate all kinds of wanderers, the status of the Black Elves was not high. They could not occupy their territory. The wilderness of this plain was the only place where they were allowed to move. Therefore, many wanderers who went out of the city suffered losses at their hands and were stripped of all their money," Abel relayed the news he had heard. "I didn't expect that they would have designs on us this time."

"Hurry up and carry them back to the barracks. It's useless to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation."

Devitt rushed to the fainted soldiers from the outside and ordered the people around him.

A few soldiers who were in the same group as the fainted soldiers immediately walked over when they heard this. They supported two soldiers as they walked into a tent.

"If we face the Black Elves head-on, do we have the confidence to win?" Claremont threw out the last question.

"Although I don't know how strong the remaining Black Elves are, I feel that no matter what, we won't lose to opponents who use underhanded attacks, right?" Abel responded with his usual bloody nature.

After Claremont understood what he meant, he also nodded.

Seeing Devitt, who was standing at the side, looking puzzled, Claremont repeated what Abel had told him earlier.

After hearing the whole story, Devitt said, "I wonder when the Black Elves will appear again."

"Arrange the elven warriors to stand guard together with the Caradia warriors in shifts. Many of the warriors might not know how to face the Black Elves. The elven warriors might be able to give them some pointers," Claremont suggested.

"Yeah, that's a pretty good idea," Abel confirmed.

"Then that's it." Devitt decided on a plan. The night shift would be changed from two to three shifts. The elven warriors and the Caradia warriors would be mixed to carry out the sentry duty.

Devitt called this plan an "emergency plan". Until the Scout Army left the plains, they would maintain this alert status.

Because the third group's personnel were almost useless, the fourth group would replace the soldiers on guard tonight, and the elven soldiers assigned to the fourth group would immediately start carrying out their tasks.

Everyone returned to their tents. However, everyone was filled with anxiety.

During this night, Devitt and the other two would get up from time to time to patrol around the camp. Although this might affect tomorrow's status, the three were still worried.

Perhaps they noticed that the scouts' team had increased their defenses, but the Black Elves did not appear again.

The next morning, everyone packed their luggage. When they lined up for the roll call, other than the two people who had been attacked last night, everyone else was present.

The two people who were attacked were still as Abel had said, they had not regained their consciousness.

The three leaders discussed for a while and decided to continue the journey with the two of them.

The journey on the plains was relatively smooth. After the soldiers familiarized themselves with the environment of the plains, their pace became much faster.

"I reckon that we will be able to walk out of the plains by tomorrow afternoon," Devitt said as he looked at the map.

"After walking out of the plains, we will be facing a valley with trolls." Claremont nodded and said.

"Trolls are really hard to deal with." Devitt shook his head and sighed.

In history, the trolls had clashed with humans and elves. They were considered to be mortal enemies.

Devitt and his group were about to face the forest trolls.

Although their temperaments weren't as violent and aggressive as the sand trolls, the blood of the cannibals remained in their bodies. It was unknown whether Devitt and his group would be threatened by them when they passed by their territory.

"Don't worry. The reason why trolls became mortal enemies of the humans and elves was that the two sides restrained each other and fought each other? As long as we control the distance between us and the trolls, we don't have to worry about being hurt by them," Abel comforted.

"I hope so," Devitt said.

The trolls were not only hostile to the elves and humans. They were also hostile toward the dwarfs.

This should be related to the differences in the way the two races lived.

About half of the information sent to Devitt was related to the trolls — a detailed introduction of their strengths and weaknesses.

According to this information, there were about a thousand trolls gathered in the valley.

After learning about their strong life recovery ability and other advantages, Devitt could not imagine the scene of a fifty-man scouts' army confronting a group of trolls.

The sun slowly set at the end of the horizon. After leaving Dwarf Town, the next day's journey ended.

After the brigade camp was set up, the personnel in charge of logistics began to prepare dinner.

"This should be the last hot dinner before we leave the valley," Devitt said.

Indeed, trolls were very sensitive to smells and so on. To avoid being discovered by trolls in the territory, Devitt prepared everyone to eat dry food for the next few days.

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Chapter 711: An Unpleasant Confrontation

The Black Elves didn't appear again, but this situation didn't make everyone feel at ease.

After dinner, Abel and the others led three teams to patrol around the camp, trying to find any clues about the Black Elves hiding here.

However, none of them found anything.

"What should we do?" Claremont asked anxiously when the three of them met up again with their soldiers

"Did the Black Elves who came to attack us already escaped?" Devitt guessed.

"It is indeed possible. Perhaps the previous attack was a test for us," Abel analyzed. "And the result of the test was not satisfactory."

"Although this situation will make us a lot more relaxed, I still want to get a way to dispel the dark magic on the soldiers from them," Claremont said with a sigh.

"Yes." Devitt nodded. "Although there is a possibility that the Black Elves will escape, we still can not let down our guard."

It was already late at night, and the tent was brightly lit. After the attack the night before, everyone couldn't sleep early at ease.

"Ah!"

A scream sounded in the camp.

"What's wrong?" Devitt hurriedly walked out of his tent and asked.

The soldiers who were resting in the tents also quickly put on their armor and walked to the open space of the camp.

"Hello." At the entrance of the camp, there were a few slim Black Elves standing side by side. One of the Black Elves was holding a Caradia soldier.

This was the first time Devitt and the others saw the original appearance of the Dark Elves — they had a well-proportioned body like a woman, and their waists were slender. The color of their skin was like the blue sky and the moon, with a simple radiance.

"Quickly put down our people!" Claremont rushed to the scene and shouted angrily.

"Fine, as long as you give up your camp, we will let all of you live," a Black Elf said mockingly.

"What a joke!" The Caradia soldiers and the elves scolded.

Devitt raised his right hand to signal for everyone to stop the noise and continued to say to the few black elves, "We can not agree to your conditions. Moreover, the five of you want to rob our entire army. Aren't you a little too confident?"

"We'll know if we try," one of the Black Elves said. "In order to survive in this plain, we've never been afraid of anyone."

"I didn't expect that the once glorious black elves would be reduced to such a state," Abel said to the leading Black Elf through the crowd.

"They can withstand the glory, but they can also walk through the low points." One of the Black Elves stared at Abel and spoke in a mocking tone, "Wasn't it the Elf Lords who taught us to be flexible?"

He was probably referring to the time when the elves led other races to besiege the black elves.

"The logic goes on and on." Claremont walked forward and said angrily, "The attack last night was done by you guys, right?"

"Yes, but it was interrupted by your appearance," a Black Elf said indifferently.

Claremont was furious at the other party's casual attitude. Thinking about the miserable state of the two soldiers who were attacked, he couldn't help but say, "Tonight, if you can't give our wounded comrades an explanation, we won't let you go."

"Dong!" A few Caradia soldiers walked behind the black elves and closed the gate of the camp.

"Alright." the leading Black Elf said. "Since you're so hot-blooded, I'll give you more strength."

After saying that, he walked to the bound soldier and placed his palm on the soldier's head.

He chanted an ancient incantation.

The humans and elves present felt that the atmosphere was not good.

"What do you want to do?" Devitt rushed forward and lifted the soldier who was kneeling on the ground, leading him away from the black elves.

The soldier trembled in his arms.

Devitt looked at the leader of the black elves with a slightly ominous look.

He saw the other party smile at him like a ghost. At the same time, the temperature of the soldier in his arms suddenly dropped.

"Be careful!"

Devitt's eyes widened.

He saw the soldier struggle out of his arms stiffly. When he gently put his hand on his shoulder. There was actually a bone-biting coldness attacking him.

"Swish!"

Before anyone could react, the soldier's hand knife pierced through Devitt's abdomen.

"Bang!"

When Abel saw the soldier's bloody hands leave Devitt's body, he rushed forward at high speed and kicked him into a space a few meters away.

"Devitt!" Abel held onto Devitt's body that was about to fall and shouted worriedly.

Logically speaking, after receiving such a fierce blow from Abel. Even if it was a specially trained soldier, three or four of his ribs should have been broken. However, the soldier who was sent flying was like a zombie. He fell to the ground for less than five seconds and quickly stood up. He charged into the ranks of the Caradia soldiers and fought with his physical body.

The Caradia soldiers were greatly frightened by this sudden change. When the soldiers rushed toward them, they were also hesitating about how to fight. In the end, under the iron-like defense of the Caradia soldiers, the soldiers who were under the spell's control could not hurt any of them. They fell under the siege of the shields.

"Quick! Take General Devitt to stop the bleeding!" Abel commanded the few elven warriors behind him.

Everyone hurriedly carried Devitt, who was still bleeding profusely from his wounds, and left the battlefield.

"How is it? Do you want to kill us more?" a Black Elf said after watching the whole process.

"You scum. Don't even think about leaving today!" Claremont roared and ordered, "All the Caradia warriors, follow me!"

Abel's expression was solemn and he did not say a word. He ordered the elven warriors to prepare for the attack. He also walked into the ranks of the Caradia warriors. Although he was an elf, he was not only good at magic, but he was also not weaker than the young warriors who were active in Caradia.

"Kill!" Claremont took out his weapon and charged at the forefront.

A hint of wariness appeared in the eyes of the Black Elf. The leading Black Elf stood closest to the charging soldiers and chanted an entire paragraph of ancient mantra.

"Hell Slave!" The Black Elf who had finished chanting suddenly had a flash in his dark green eyes. Dark spiritual energy surged out of his body and stuck to his body.

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Chapter 712: Battle With the Black Elves

The spiritual energy that was originally circulating the Black Elf's body instantly gathered in his hands.

It turned into drops of liquid that fell to the ground.

When the black "water" on the ground formed into a pool, ten chains stretched out from the pool and tied themselves to the Black Elf's fingers.

The Black Elf suddenly waved its arms.

Unknown objects emitting black smoke crawled up from the pool one after another.

The ground around the Black Elf also shook.

The warriors quickly stood up to prevent themselves from falling to the ground.

"What is this?" a soldier exclaimed.

"This is my 'pet'– a black slave. If you get too close, they will bite you."

The Black Elf replied with a smile and squatted down to stroke the head of one of the creatures.

Claremont took a few steps forward with a cold expression, wanting to see what these creatures were.

In the end, he discovered that the creatures shrouded in the black gas were actually humans, or perhaps a different form of humans.

Claremont frowned, immediately feeling that the current situation had become somewhat troublesome.

"Herne!" a soldier shouted loudly, his tone filled with fear.

"Oh my God." The soldier standing next to the soldier covered his mouth and nose as he exclaimed.

Herne? When he heard this name, Claremont felt that it sounded familiar, but he could not remember where he had heard it before.

He subconsciously raised his head and coincidentally met the gaze of a "human".

Claremont's breathing stopped. Herne was one of the soldiers who were attacked at the entrance of the military camp yesterday.

Claremont clearly remembered his face, but he did not expect to find this familiar face among the creatures with chains around their necks.

"Isn't Herne being taken care of in the tent?" Claremont asked softly.

Abel walked to his side and said, "I think we found the reason why Herne and the others are unconscious."

Claremont pondered for a moment in his mind and said, "So it was the Black Elves who took away their spirits."

Abel raised his finger and pointed at another black slave who was kneeling on the ground.

Claremont looked in the direction he was pointing at. As expected, he found the appearance of the other soldier who fainted yesterday.

"If we want to talk about what can be used to defeat humans, it's the humans themselves." The Black Elf shook the chain in his hand as if he was playing with a pet. Then, he said to the people of Caradia.

"You really have everything in mind."

Blue veins were faintly popping out on Claremont's forehead.

At this moment, a soldier quickly ran to Claremont's side and reported in his ear, "Captain Claremont, Captain Devitt has escaped from danger."

"Okay," Claremont said in a deep voice. Then, he turned to the soldiers behind him and said, "Soldiers, the enemy has tortured our comrades to this state. In order to protect our comrades and supplies, follow me and charge!"

"Kill!"

All the Caradia soldiers waved the weapons in their hands.

Claremont did not say anything else. He gripped the large knife in his hand tightly and charged forward.

The Black Elf in the lead smiled sinisterly. He broke free from the chains in his hand and turned around to walk out of the military camp. All the "humans" that were kneeling on the ground charged towards the Caradia soldiers like jackalans and wolves.

The Caradia soldiers slashed their knives and swords at these menacing ghosts. In the end, their weapons passed through their bodies. Other than the sound of friction with the air, they did not have much effect.

"Empty?" The Caradia soldiers asked in surprise.

Before they could recover, all the slaves pounced on them.

Of course, this attack did not leave any actual wounds on the Caradia soldiers. However, the soldiers who were attacked fell to the ground one after another, squatting on the ground and crying with their heads in their hands.

"Why are you crying?" Claremont shouted in confusion as he dodged the attacks of the slaves.

Soldiers were stronger than ordinary people in terms of willpower.

Claremont had experienced four or five actual battles, but he had never seen such a painful and silent warrior on the battlefield.

The moment he was distracted, the black slave found an opportunity to attack.

The moment the black slave pounced forward and penetrated Claremont's body.

Claremont's pupils suddenly enlarged. A cold aura invaded his bones, and the logic in his mind became chaotic.

Claremont felt as if he had already left the battlefield. The cries of his childhood abuse by his father kept ringing in his ears.

The images in the depths of his memory were pulled ashore.

Claremont could not hear the sounds around him. He could only keep recalling the scene where he was beaten half to death.

"Father, I was wrong," Claremont sobbed.

Seeing that Claremont was about to burst out with the soldiers around him, Claremont's tears also exploded.

A pair of warm palms rested on his shoulders, allowing him to see the light again.

Claremont raised his head and looked at the person who had come to redeem him.

"Abel?"

"Stand up. You fell just now."

On the chaotic battlefield, Abel reached out his hand and said to Claremont.

"Let's go!" A Black Elf noticed the situation on Claremont's side and shouted at his companion, "That Elf knows light magic."

The leader of the Black Elves also noticed that Abel's entire body was exuding a holy light. His face revealed a shocked expression.

Seeing that this group of Caradia soldiers were about to fall into his hands. The fat meat that was sent to his mouth was about to fly away. It was such a pity.

The leader of the Black Elves gritted his teeth. In the end, he still cast a spell to recall the slaves on the battlefield, intending to escape with the others.

"Trying to leave? It won't be that easy." Claremont, who had just been rescued by Abel, rushed to the front of the Black Elves with red eyes. He placed his weapon on the other party's neck.

The elves' rescue was carried out on every single Caradia soldier who was in trouble.

The soldiers regained their combat strength. At this time, they followed Claremont and captured the escaping black elves, holding them under their blades.

"You're just a little lucky." The Black Elf leader narrowed his eyes dangerously. "If you really want to force us with our lives, do you really think that we won't be able to defeat you?"

"Cut the crap. How about you stabbing our captain and the spirits of our two soldiers. Immediately lift the restrictions on them." Claremont pressed the blade against the back of the Black Elf's neck. Gritting his teeth, he said.

"That blade was stabbed by one of your soldiers. What does that have to do with me?" The Black Elf Leader raised his head indifferently and said, "I'll give you the spirits of the two soldiers that you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, two of the chains on his left hand snapped.

The two slaves also disappeared into thin air.

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