"Why doesn't this list indicate the identities of this group of people?" Kant asked Abel suspiciously.
"I don't know either." Abel shook his head and responded.
Kant seemed to be obsessed with this question all the time, frowning all the time while walking on the road.
"Your Majesty, is this question very important?" Bandak couldn't help asking tentatively.
"If you want to talk about whether it is important or not." Kant curled his lips and said, "It makes my impression of the Dragon Clan become erratic."
"Your Majesty, what do you mean to say: the dragons have not planned to stand in line yet?" Abel asked after thinking about it.
Kant's eyes lit up, he smiled softly, and said, "You're really smart."
Abel was confused by this sudden compliment, lowered his head shyly and did not speak again.
Seeing that Kant agreed with Bandak's statement, Bandak continued to ask: "Since the dragons have no intention of joining any camp, why are they acting so proactively?"
"The status of the dragon clan on this island is not for nothing." Kant narrowed his eyes and replied: "The reason they acted so proactively is to show their status as guardians. Participating in this rally, they seemed aggressive and secretly gave Both the light and the dark left a way out."
"I see." Abel took Kant's words, thought for a while, and then responded.
Kant looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and said: "The scouting team was able to successfully complete the task of helping the dwarves. You helped a lot. In my impression, DeWitt and Claremont didn't react as quickly as you .”
"DeWitt and Claremont are both excellent leaders, and I'm just supporting them." Abel's tone was not relaxed when he mentioned his deceased friend.
"Excellent people will always attract each other." Kant stretched out his hand and said to Abel: "I am looking forward to working with you on this island. We must find out the leaders behind this scene and make them pay the price. "
"Well. I should do my best." Abel bowed respectfully, and returned the hand that Kant extended with both hands.
"This operation not only requires our efforts." Kant nodded and said: "Raphael's assistance is also required. His health does not seem to be very good. You should find time to visit him."
As he spoke, he pointed to the end of the line with his finger, and Raphael was being carried behind him by a soldier.
Abel froze when he heard Raphael's name. Then he applied to Kant: "Your Majesty, I don't think Raphael's participation is necessary for this operation. He is already a traitor, and he might flee to the enemy's sphere of influence to seek asylum at some point."
"I heard that you and Raphael have known each other for ten years." Kant did not face his question directly, but responded: "You haven't met after this incident. Go find Let him talk. Ask him if he'd like to help us."
Abel raised his head and looked at Kant, and nodded silently after seeing the firm eyes of the other party.
The camp on the coast was still very close, and within half an hour, a group of people walked to the gate of the barracks.
"Captain Abel! Your Majesty Kant! Commander Bundak!" The elf soldier squatted down in front of the three leaders and saluted.
"Get up," Kant said.
When the elf soldier stood up straight, Abel asked one of his subordinates, "How is the situation outside the camp today?"
"The half-orcs who were monitoring here a few days ago have withdrawn." The subordinate soldiers reported.
"Yeah." Abel nodded.
"The news of the Dragon Clan is estimated to have spread throughout the coast, and these people should not be free to monitor us in the short term." Bandak deduced.
"Dinner is ready. Soldiers, please put down your luggage. Follow the soldiers in the camp to the dining room." Abel greeted the Calradian soldiers behind him.
"Yes!" The soldiers replied in unison.
Such a voice made Bundak couldn't help but recall that when he was trekking in the mountains and forests, the soldiers of Calradia would respond to his lectures in the assembly every morning.
His eyes unknowingly glanced at the end of the line.
"Raphael" Abel pronounced the name in a weak voice.
In the dinner restaurant, the atmosphere was not as active as expected. After all, everyone is still immersed in that sad atmosphere.
Abel looked around the restaurant and asked the subordinate who organized the soldiers to receive the meal: "Where are Lord Kant and Commander Bundak?"
"Still staying in the camp, said he would be there later." The soldier replied.
"Well." Abel continued to ask, "What about Raphael?"
"Raphael is still resting in the tent. He heard from the soldiers of Calradia that when he was on the ship, he would not go to the restaurant to eat. The soldiers brought it to him." The soldier said cautiously.
"Have you delivered today's dinner?" Abel took a deep breath and asked.
"Not yet." The soldier brought out a plate with dishes and said, looking at Abel.
"I'll send it to him." Abel took the plate and said.
"Captain." The soldier said worriedly when he handed the plate to Abel.
"Don't worry, I won't kill him." Abel said indifferently.
Then he turned and walked out of the restaurant.
The place where Raphael lives has always been reserved for him: a small tent in the corner of the camp.
Abel stood outside the tent door with a plate in his hand, and said, "Raphael, are you there?"
There was no response from the people inside. Abel directly opened the curtain and walked in.
Raphael, who was lying on his bed, turned his head to look at him, with tears streaming down his expressionless face.
Bandak didn't know who the tears were shedding for. He sat down in front of him with a dinner plate and said, "I heard that you need someone to bring it to you before you eat dinner."
Raphael pursed his lips tightly and said nothing. stared straight into Abel's face.
Abel met his gaze, and the sockets of his eyes began to turn red. The voice was suffocated and said: "I really can't figure out why you betrayed us. In my memory, you are not this kind of person."
"Thank you for coming to see me." Raphael turned his face and said.
"Don't you explain?" Abel put his hand on Raphael's shoulder and said.
"I just want to live." Raphael closed his eyes in pain after uttering these words.
"In order to survive? What about Claremont and the others? Should they bury their lives in the deep sea for you?" Bundak roared, "Do you know that I dare not tell the new Gilbert The news of T. Austiner's death. Because I was afraid that he would throw himself in front of me and question me, how many people have suffered for one of your actions!"
(end of this chapter)