"You are all crowded here, and I can't make dinner for you right away." The back kitchen soldier said distressedly.
"Well, we're just here to see if there's anything we can do to help." A soldier in the crowd explained shyly.
"Then help me taste the fruit is poisonous." The soldier in the back kitchen picked up a fruit from the chopping board and said.
The soldiers behind them all took a step back.
"Help me watch this fire." The kitchen soldier shook his head helplessly, picked up the fruit and went to Captain Abel, and asked, "Captain Abel, this fruit is okay, right?"
Abel looked back at him, nodded and said, "Well, we have tried it. But we still have to peel off the peel and core."
"Okay. Thank you." The kitchen soldier was relieved.
With the expectation of everyone, the homemade fruit porridge was finally released. Everyone picked up their lunch boxes and lined up at the porridge place.
The kitchen soldiers who finished their dinner first gave each soldier a bowl of porridge and then a piece of wheat flour cake.
The air after the rain is simply refreshing. The soldiers all chose to have dinner together in the open space of the camp, while chatting enthusiastically.
"Sure enough, the happiest moment of the day is now." Austin said with a smile after taking a sip of hot porridge.
"Dinners have been porridge for the past few days. I thought it was difficult to get used to it, but I got used to it without knowing it." A soldier said while dipping wheat flour cakes into the porridge.
"I also feel, and even when I usually march in the mountains, I don't feel so tired." Another soldier said.
"Really?" Austin said in surprise: "I also want to adapt to the rhythm of the march as soon as possible."
"How did you do that?" a soldier asked the soldier just now.
"I don't know very well. Anyway, when I am marching, I don't think about anything. If I stare at General Abel's back and follow him, I won't feel tired easily." The soldier who was questioned replied.
"General Abel is really powerful. Not only is he so strong, but he can also make people follow him with confidence." The soldier who asked the question sighed.
"When General Abel used that spell today, I was completely stunned." A soldier exclaimed.
Abel's spells really impressed everyone.
"Me too, the world of magic is amazing. Let me be reincarnated as a mage in my next life." A soldier begged.
"Even if you are reincarnated as a mage, you won't become as strong as General Abel." Austin couldn't help complaining.
The dinner ended noisily with everyone's frolicking.
Tents set up on the drenched rainy ground always have a humid temperature indoors.
So that night, the logistics provided the lighting in each tent: kerosene lamps were replaced by candles.
"Can candles remove moisture? How do you know?" DeWitt asked the soldier who brought the candles.
"I used to sell rice at home, and candles are usually lit in the rice warehouse. I also learned this trick from my father." The soldier replied.
"It came in handy." DeWitt nodded in praise.
"However, the gas from burning candles may not smell very good. Captain Devitt, you should remember to keep the camp well ventilated." The soldier warned before leaving.
"Well, I see." Devitt nodded.
Nothing happened overnight, and the next morning, the soldiers got up early as usual.
On the breakfast table, juice made from the fruit harvested last night was served.
DeWitt looked at the green juice in the cup and said with a smile: "The soldiers in the back kitchen are really working hard. Looking at this, I thought we were in the canteen of the barracks in Dherim."
After taking a sip of sweet and sour juice, the soldiers became energetic.
However, each person can only take one cup, and it will be gone after drinking it all.
"If this continues, if you encounter an attack on the road: you must protect the soldiers who do this." Claremont also joked.
After eating a well-prepared breakfast, the soldiers of the reconnaissance team started a new day's journey full of energy.
"I have to get out of the valley today." Deville said while walking quickly.
"It should be possible." After marking a mark on the map, Abel estimated, "After crossing the grassland in front, you can walk out of the border of this valley."
"The soldiers are in pretty good condition now." DeWitt said, looking back at the soldiers behind him.
"The mountains that need to be crossed next will not be as easy as before." Abel looked at the map and said: "And it is not easy to find a resting place in the forest."
"Let's take a step now," DeWitt said.
Just when the scouts were advancing smoothly, the letter sent from the island's station to Dherim was delivered to Kant.
"The situation at the island site seems to be a bit tense." Kant looked at the content written in the letter and said silently: "I don't know what kind of actions the Elf Congress will take."
In the letter, Raphael described the situation where DeWitt and others set off from the top of the mountain, and the predicament that the site elf soldiers and others fell into.
Bandak just walked into the hall at this time.
Kant said to Bundak: "The station garrison sent by the elves seems to have been squeezed by the local forces."
"How could it be? Someone would dare to offend the elves in such a way." Bundak read the whole letter, slightly surprised.
"The situation on the island is different from that on the mainland. The people living on the island are a group of vicious vagrants who even their own race excludes them." Kant explained.
"Look at what the letter said: These elf soldiers are hiding in the deep mountains, and they are always at risk of being discovered. What should we do?" Bandak worried.
"The idea of the elf soldiers at the site seems to be to wait for the reconnaissance team to complete their mission, and return to the elf kingdom with them by boat," Kant stated.
"That will have to wait until the beginning of next year. Can they hide for that long?" Bundak asked.
"Let's see what the Elven Kingdom is going to do. If they plan to send troops, we have to do something." Kant said calmly.
"Yeah." Bundak nodded.
"What's the matter today?" Kant raised his head and asked.
"The summary report of the barracks this month." Bundak bowed forward and handed over the text in his hand on the desk: "Also, Derrick and the others left for Durandal today. I couldn't say goodbye to you, let I will report to Your Highness on his behalf."
"Is the holiday over so soon?" Kant asked, turning his head sideways.
"It is said that the aqueduct project in Durandal is about to start." Bundak replied. "so."
(end of this chapter)