"Captain DeWitt." Austin walked to DeWitt's side and called softly.
DeWitt, who was looking at the map, immediately raised his head, looked at DeWitt, and asked, "Austinger, what's the matter?"
"That," Austin said a little embarrassedly, "Where is Gilbert going?"
"He accepted the mission entrusted by me, Claremont, and DeWitt. Now he is on his way to the surrounding towns of the Dragon Clan territory." DeWitt straightened his body and explained in detail.
"So that's the case." Austin nodded and said, "Then will he come back to meet us today?"
"Actually, we should ask you this question." DeWitt said with a smile: "According to the plan, he should come back with news when we leave the border. If he can come back, there are nine out of ten It's all for you too."
Austin shook his head in a panic, and said: "He will definitely come back, and the main reason is that there are things for him to commemorate here. He is already very familiar with Levin and the soldiers in the kitchen. He will not leave us alone. .”
DeWitt seemed a little surprised by Austin's answer, but he still didn't say anything, just replied: "Yes."
After Austin bent over to salute, he left.
Returning to his seat, Austin immediately took out the kettle and drank a lot.
His physical strength also did not belong to the very top-notch category of the people in the front row. However, in order not to let the people around think that Gilbert brought them pressure, Austiner pretended to be able to keep up from the beginning to the end, and did not even say that he was tired.
Now that he is drinking water, he knows how dehydrated his body is.
It seems that with a few more buckets of water, I can absorb them into my body like a sponge.
"I didn't expect Austin to have such good physical fitness. We all have to run to catch our breath. But you look very relaxed." A soldier said to Austin while wiping the sweat off his body with a towel.
"Hehe, everyone who can persevere is the same." Austin replied with a smile.
"It seems that our usual training is not enough." The soldier also laughed and said, "You should also wipe off the sweat on your body quickly. When you are blown by the cool winter wind later, it will not be good if you catch a cold." gone."
"Well, thank you." Austin agreed, and then took out the towel in the luggage bag.
Twenty minutes of rest time passed quickly.
Abel led the way as the leader, and after a short rest, his physical strength also became full. The running speed is almost the same as that of Gilbert.
The soldiers have gradually become accustomed to this way of marching, and they just keep their eyes on the front. He followed Abel wholeheartedly.
"The running speed is much faster than in the morning." DeWitt said in surprise.
"Everyone's adaptability is still very strong." Claremont concluded: "But it's still quite unexpected."
The winter sun fell quickly, and when the night covered the land, everyone was still running like wild lions in the wasteland.
"Almost there," Abel said.
After saying this, he glanced at the elf soldiers flying in mid-air, providing illumination for the advancing troops.
"I seem to see Gilbert." Claremont exclaimed happily.
Abel gradually slowed down, approaching where Gilbert was.
Gilbert saw their group of horses in the distance, and cheered and waved to them.
"It's really him!" After all, the sky was dark, and he had only vaguely seen a single figure before. After retracting the distance, Claremont saw Gilbert's face clearly and cheered immediately.
Following Abel's advancing speed, the soldiers changed from running fast to walking at a constant speed.
"Gilbert!" DeWitt yelled at Gilbert.
Gilbert rushed in front of them and said, "You are finally here."
"How long have you been waiting here?" Claremont asked.
"Half an hour." Gilbert waved his hand and said, "Stop talking about this. I've found out."
"How is it?" The three people around Gilbert had their hearts in their throats.
"The group who attacked did set up a trick, but the target was not us." Gilbert replied: "Now the news of the 'Yarong' being wiped out has been blocked in the area near the volcano. The caravan of the dwarves who went out from here in the day became the suspects who were targeted."
"Dwarves?" Claremont couldn't imagine how the dwarves would confront the ferocious 'Yarong'.
"Yes, because someone witnessed a dwarf bringing out the body of 'Dragon' from here." Gilbert said.
"The more I think about it, the more I get a headache." Abel rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, "Then what are the actions of the races living on the volcano?"
"They are all waiting for news from the Dragon Clan. It is estimated that in a few days they will personally send someone to try to wake up the Dragon Clan." Gilbert repeated the news he got from others.
"The racial forces on the island are so complicated. I don't know if the truth we are investigating is related to these two groups of people." DeWitt thought.
"In short, you can now walk out of this territory safely." Gilbert said briefly.
"This is really good news!" Claremont didn't think so deeply like DeWitt. Since Gilbert said that the scouts and his party were not the targets of the frame, a happy smile appeared on his face. Hang high.
"It's getting dark and we need to find a place to settle down," Abel said.
"I think it's better to go a little further, and to stagger with those curious people who come to the border to inquire." Gilbert thought for a while and suggested.
"Well, you're right." Claremont agreed with Gilbert's idea.
"Then I'll inform the soldiers." Abel left after leaving a sentence.
Gilbert looked at the remaining two and said, "I have accomplished the task, don't forget what you promised me."
"Of course." Claremont vowed.
"We will fulfill what we promised you." Devitt nodded.
"Then I'll go back first." Gilbert pointed to the queue of Calradian soldiers.
"Okay," DeWitt responded.
Gilbert nodded, and immediately turned and walked towards Austin.
He was spotted among the frolicking crowd sitting around, shouting, "Austinger! I'm back."
"Hmm." Austin raised his head immediately after hearing Gilbert's voice, looked Gilbert up and down, and responded with a smile.
(end of this chapter)