Chapter 702: . The War of the Islanders

"Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome."
Looking in the direction of Cremont's fingers, DeWitt saw a few elders in tattered clothes pulling a banner and shouted enthusiastically.
DeWitt hesitantly recruited Captain Able and asked, "Captain Able, are the elves standing there sent by the site to pick us up?"
"Huh?" Able's eyes also seemed to be shaken by seeing several people wearing them.
The three of them frowned and walked in front of the elf welcome team.
"Raphael?" After getting closer, Able finally distinguished the faces of the people he knew, and cried.
The elf, called Raphael, turned and looked at Able. He grinned in surprise: "Ebble! Are you leading the elves' team this time?"
After confirming his identity, facing the surprise expression of Raphael, Able was full of doubts, not knowing where to start.
Aside DeWitt and Cremont were also silent.
Although the elves are lazy, generally speaking: they still care about their external appearances.
At least DeWitt and Cremont have never seen the ragged, black-faced elven tribes in front of the elven city.
"What's wrong with you?" Able finally asked.
"This matter will be discussed later when we return to the site's residence." Raphael responded.
Able nodded in understanding.
"Hello, my name is Rafael. It is the leading representative responsible for your station this time." Raphael officially introduced to DeWitt and Cremont.
"Hello, I am the captain of the Caldia soldiers this time-DeWitt."
"Hello, I am DeWitt's assistant-Cremont."
"Nice to meet you. Prepare to take the soldiers with me up the mountain. It's not too early." Raphael said.
"Okay." DeWitt agreed, and walked to Raphael with the whole team of soldiers.
The group left the harbor and set off for the nearest mountain.
The marching team followed the elf who led the way and climbed the mountain for about an hour.
Able grabbed the branches and climbed up the road: "Is there no way to walk in this mountain? Can we only climb up like this?"
"There is a way." Raphael replied. He seemed to be familiar with this path, and he was not breathless like everyone else.
"Why not walk?" DeWitt finally found a place to rely on and asked with a sigh of relief.
"The road is in the front mountain, and it is the territory of the tree people. It is impossible to go," Raphael explained.
"I've never heard of it: Occupying the site can also divide the mountain road into it." Cremont said breathlessly.
"That's how it is on this island. A road, a drop of water, a fruit. It's all labeled with which label it belongs to." Raphael sighed.
"It's terrible." DeWitt couldn't help saying.
"Not only that, the forces on the island will also fight each other and compete for each other's resources." Raphael continued: "Our post at the foot of the mountain was also occupied by the orcish army."
"I didn't expect the form on the island to be so bad," Cremont said.
"Is there any hope for the occupied post to be brought back?" Able asked.
"Impossible, the Orcs cling to the island as many as hundreds of people. We can't beat them." Raphael shook his head and continued to hurry forward: "Fortunately, our residence on the mountain is still there. Undiscovered. Don’t worry about food, etc. The situation is not too bad now, as long as you complete the task, the forces here will do nothing for us."
Able sighed and said nothing more, but followed behind Raphael.
After an hour, the crowd finally reached their residence on the mountainside.
"I didn't expect this place to be quite large." DeWitt sighed looking at the wooden building in front of him.
"The building is designed to accommodate the number of people performing the task. The domestic craftsman got a lot of enlightenment from the dwarf craftsmen and quickly built the building." An elf at the site walked to Dewitt and introduced.
"Thank you all for one night here," Rafael called.
All the soldiers followed into the building.
There is not much furnishings in the hall. In terms of its large area, it is too empty.
The soldiers helped the elves of the site to lift a long table from the utility room.
"Today, let's have dinner in the lobby." The soldier on the site said.
"Let's go take a look at the room upstairs. After dinner, we will allocate the room separately," DeWitt ordered.
The soldiers carried their luggage and went upstairs.
The room was clean and tidy.
It was only the wet part of the window sill that made the wood moldy.
A soldier sat on the bed, stretched a lazy waist, and said, "I think this place is not bad. It's much easier than when I was camping in the wild~EbookFREE.me~. I don't know why Lord Rafael It feels like we owe us something."
"It should have been bruised by other forces on the island. The post was also taken away. Feeling guilty or something." The soldier sitting opposite him thought about it and replied.
"Of course. Those who can be appointed as site leaders are also senior officers in the army who are responsible for the discipline of hundreds of people. Come to this island without knowing anything..." Leaning against the wall A soldier on the road spoke.
dinner time.
The staff at the site made a whole table of hearty dishes.
The soldiers sitting on the seat stared at the dishes in front of them with joy.
The personnel at the site were also in high spirits: before the reconnaissance team arrived, they had eaten each meal with dry food.
The reason is that cooking requires water, and there is nothing in the mountains where there is sufficient fresh water.
Even if the elves need water ten times less than humans. But still unable to squeeze excess water from the teeth.
This meal used up one-fifth of the elven’s water storage.
It won't be long before it is time to worry about water again.
However, looking at the delicacies that have long gone before, no one will not forget the troubles in front of him.
"Respect everyone in the scout team." Raphael toasted.
"Cheers!!"
The soldiers drank out the old wine in the glass with great interest.
"Generals, this cup of honor to you. I hope you can get good news from the place where the task is performed." Raphael walked to the table of Ebble and other three people and raised his glass.
"Thank you, Rafael." Able responded first.
"We will definitely complete the task and then leave here with you." DeWitt said firmly.
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