"Crack-crack-"
It was raining harder and harder.
The soldiers poking their heads out of the tent couldn't help frowning.
It was the first time they had been on the road when it was raining, but that was not unusual for an autumn valley.
"It's really 'the house leaks all night long'. Look at what God means, he wants us to stay in this valley for a while." Abel said to the rain screen.
"But there's nothing to see in this valley, what are you doing here?" Claremont stretched out his hand to catch the rain, and said.
"This rain is not enough to stop us." DeWitt said, looking at the valley in the distance.
"I didn't feel much when I walked into the valley. After a while of rain, the temperature did drop a lot." Abel said with his chest in his arms.
"Even the elves feel the cold." Claremont shook his head and said.
"After breakfast, let's go." DeWitt glanced at the sky, and left the small circle of the three with his hands behind his back.
Because the rain did not seem to stop, the soldiers could only huddle in the tents and eat their own breakfast after receiving the food.
"The rain is getting smaller." Abel said, pointing to the sky.
"Indeed." Claremont glanced at the gradually dissipating dark clouds and said.
After breakfast, everyone packed their bags last night and gathered in the open space of the camp.
"Now that you're all rested, let's hurry on our way. It's common for rain to fall in this valley. Don't be lazy just thinking about it. If you can't reach the designated place today, don't even think about stopping and resting." De Witte taught.
"yes!"
On the march, everyone tucked their trouser legs into their boots to prevent rain from dripping in.
Moving forward on the muddy mountain road, the speed of the soldiers was not affected at all.
"Everyone has worked hard, take a ten-minute break."
Because the enthusiasm of the soldiers is much stronger than expected. When DeWitt passed a cave that could shelter from the rain, he directed everyone to stop and rest.
There is a lot of dust deposited at the entrance of the cave, and there are even new silk webs formed by spiders.
"Just take shelter from the rain outside the entrance of this cave." DeWitt glanced at the dark cave and ordered to the other soldiers.
Everyone stood under the rock wall and wiped the rain-soaked areas of their necks with towels.
Ten minutes passed quickly, and DeWitt continued to lead the march. After leaving the vicinity of the cave, he heard a bear roaring behind him.
"Don't worry about it, let's keep going." DeWitt replied indifferently when the soldiers cast a questioning look.
Until noon, there were still raindrops falling from the sky.
As the sun was also hanging high at this time, the fog in the forest became heavier.
DeWitt stepped back from the lead and joined Claremont at the rear of the line.
And Abel is in charge of alternating his positions.
Warriors of Calradia rarely saw such sights in the desert. His expression became a little twisted.
"You don't like this?" Abel looked back amusedly.
"Hehe, it's the first time I've seen you. I'm a bit at a loss." A soldier replied.
"I really like this environment." Abel looked at the mist consciously attached to his body and said, "It's just that if you feel inconvenient, let them disappear."
After saying this, Abel raised his clenched right hand, and spread his five fingers "suddenly".
The mist floating in the forest suddenly turned into water droplets and fell to the ground.
"Crackling—" was clearer than the sound of rain in the early morning.
In the eyes of Calradia soldiers, the vision suddenly became clear.
"Wow!" exclaimed the soldiers.
"It's amazing." Claremont and DeWitt said with a smile.
"For water elves, such terrain should be unique." DeWitt also commented.
After performing the spell, Abel took a deep breath. Looking at the palm of his hand: spiritual power is continuously flowing out of it.
Without the hindrance of sight, the group walked out of the forest after half an hour.
"Pay attention to your feet, there will be poisonous snakes here." Abel reminded.
The soldiers who heard these words became more cautious.
Although there is no snake venom that cannot be cured by the elf's healing technique, no one wants to slow down the entire team's journey because of themselves.
Seeing that the sun was already setting, Claremont frowned and said to DeWitt: "The sun is going down faster and faster. I don't know how many times we can catch up in one day in winter." Lidi."
"Hmm." DeWitt also fell into hard work.
"Otherwise, count the time at night." Claremont said hesitantly.
"On this small island, the situation after dark is still too dangerous for us." DeWitt expressed his concerns: "And advancing with an open fire, it is easy to attract the attention of other races."
"That's right." Claremont thought about it in his mind, but still couldn't find a suitable method.
"Here we are."
Before the sun went down, Abel led the soldiers to the location marked on the map.
After praising the performance of the soldiers. Abel took a few soldiers out to look for prey.
"It has just rained in the mountains, so no animals will come out to hang out," Claremont said.
"It depends on luck. It's not possible to get good luck tomorrow." DeWitt said: "If the hunting doesn't yield results, we can only use the last remaining food."
An hour later, the camp was set up. Everyone waited eagerly for the return of the hunting team.
At this time, Abel led the soldiers back to the gate of the camp with his head downcast.
Holding a bulging package in his hand.
"How?" Claremont plucked up the courage to step forward and asked.
"I didn't find it, I only found some fruits in the forest over there." Abel said regretfully.
After opening the package in his hand, there was a bunch of yellow fruits.
"It's good to have fruit, but it's too extravagant to eat meat every day." DeWitt also stepped forward to comfort him.
Abel handed a whole package of fruit to the soldiers in the back kitchen, and said dejectedly, "The soldiers should eat something warm after a hard day's work."
"Don't we still have some rice, it would be good to cook porridge with this fruit," Claremont said.
"Yes, it's also good to use this porridge to serve wheat flour cakes." DeWitt also said with a smile.
"Yeah." Abel replied with a sigh.
Although the soldiers were a little disappointed after seeing the results of the hunting, they were not too depressed. They all went to surround the kitchen soldier to see how he cooks.
(end of this chapter)