"You mean we may have fallen into someone else's trap?" Claremont asked slightly surprised.
They hadn't thought of this layer until DeWitt made his inferences. Thinking about it now, this possibility is extremely real.
From this point of view, the purpose of this group of behind-the-scenes attacks should not be the Dragon Clan itself.
"Then once we go out from here, won't we become the target of public criticism?" Abel said.
"This is just a possibility that I infer, and the specific situation is not yet known." DeWitt shook his head and said.
"It's really a dilemma now." Clement said with a sigh.
"How about sending someone out to investigate the situation before our entire army is on camera?" Abel suggested.
DeWitt had already thought of this method before, so when Abel said it, he replied: "The news that our group is going to the volcano has spread all over the island. Elf soldiers or human soldiers are all It is impossible to be sent out to inquire about news."
"So," Claremont suddenly thought of a candidate, and said, "Where is Gilbert? He is a goblin, and it is purely a coincidence that he joined us halfway. It is normal for goblins to appear near the volcano. Let him go out and ask for us Wind, how is it?"
"That's right." DeWitt's eyes widened suddenly, and he nodded in affirmation.
"But what if he doesn't help or lie to us?" Abel worried.
Claremont shook his head and said, "From the observations of the past few days, I don't think Gilbert will do such a thing."
"Now that it's been decided, let's ask him what he thinks." DeWitt suggested.
"Yes." Claremont and Abel nodded together.
The three caught up to Gilbert who was running in the front, and repeated their guesses in front of him.
Gilbert was also a little startled by this possibility, and asked, "Then what is your plan?"
"For the sake of safety, our reconnaissance team will not appear in front of the residents near the volcano for the time being." Clement explained: "The idea of the three of us is that we want you to help us find out the news outside. Bring it back."
"Yeah." Gilbert glanced at the group of soldiers following him, and said, "That's the only way now."
"If you can say yes to us, we can say yes to any of your requests," DeWitt added.
"Huh?" Gilbert raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said, "Okay, I promise you. But the request will wait until you climb the volcano."
"Thank you." The three said.
Gilbert shook his head, turned his gaze to the front, and ran on the road intently.
"Within tonight, I will take you out." Gilbert left a sentence.
"Everyone follow!" Abel looked at Gilbert's back, turned his head and shouted to the soldiers behind him.
"How did Gilbert run for so long without getting tired?" Jeb, who was standing in the front row, wailed.
It was clearly a bitterly cold winter, but there were bean-sized drops of sweat on everyone's foreheads.
"Stop talking, I can't even see him." Levin was dressed rough and said, "Where is he going?"
"I don't know." Jeb wiped off the sweat dripping from his eyelashes, and said, "I feel like we can't keep up."
"What are you two chatting about? Run fast!" The captain of the second team commanded them.
"Yes!" The two of them could only shut their mouths and continued to run along with the queue.
Six hours had passed since we set off early in the morning. Abel glanced back at the soldiers under him, and found that most of them had extremely bad complexions. The elf soldiers who used spells to fly in the air had also landed on the ground due to the consumption of spiritual power, following the soldiers of Calradia. They were running, but it was obvious that they could not adapt to this way of walking. Every elf soldier looks like he has been out of the body.
Abel said worriedly to Claremont on the side: "It must be stopped, the soldiers are almost unable to hold on."
After being reminded by his words, Claremont also noticed the bad situation of the soldiers, frowned, and said: "But Gilbert has already left us by a large margin. By then, he can't find us and can't join us. What? manage?"
"Let the soldiers slow down temporarily and walk forward. It won't be too long, let them add some water first." Abel suggested.
Both DeWitt and Claremont agreed with his proposal.
Abel immediately issued an order to the entire army: "All soldiers, advance on foot!"
"Great!" Jeb was the first to cheer.
Just now he almost thought that he was about to faint on the ground.
"Everyone remember to replenish water in time. The walking time is only 20 minutes. In the afternoon, we still run forward." Claremont explained to everyone.
"Yes!" The soldiers replied in unison.
Abel walked to the queue of elf soldiers and asked everyone about their physical condition.
"How are you?" Abel asked concerned.
"I feel like I lost half my life." An officer who was more familiar with Abel replied panting.
"Running is really tiring." An elf soldier replied.
Abel roughly checked the physical condition of each soldier, and after finding that everyone was fine, he told them: "Take a rest for 20 minutes. In the afternoon, you can use your spiritual or physical strength. We There's still about four hours to go."
"Yes, boss!" The elf soldiers nodded.
"Austinger, hurry up and drink water. The water in the luggage bag is prepared for now." Levine said to Austiner who came to the front row.
"Well, I'll drink it later. I'll ask Captain DeWitt first." Austin turned around and replied.
"What did he ask Captain DeWitt for?" Jeb asked Levin beside him as he watched Austin go through the air and get close to DeWitt.
"It's probably about his 'son'." Levin shook his head and replied, "Austinger is so worried that he won't see his 'son' for a moment. Don't talk about it, help me beat my shoulder. "
Hearing Levin's request, Jeb obediently put Levin's luggage on his back and beat his shoulders for him.
While enjoying it, Levin said to Jeb: "For the sake of your gratitude, I will reimburse you for tonight's dinner."
"Really?" Jeb said in amazement, and his hands increased a bit.
"Of course." Levine nodded immediately.
(end of this chapter)