Although it is said that His Royal Highness Kant is fully prepared for this trip of the scouts. Gold and silver coins are also well prepared.

But as she walked up the stairs, Cremont was still grieving over the dozens of silver coins that had been spent.

"It's too black-hearted, dwarves." Cremont muttered silently.

After settling in, it's time for everyone to gather for dinner.

Luckily, the hotel's food and beverage are included in the accommodation, so you can choose your own food.

The team of fifty people was about to fill the restaurant, and the innkeeper took the scouts to another side hall and let them occupy a room to themselves. The waiter in the restaurant is in charge of serving the baking service.

After ordering the menu, everyone began to discuss the battle between the Treant and the Fire Elf Mage this morning around the round table.

"I didn't expect the fire elf soldiers to be so strong, and when I saw their burst of strength, I was completely shocked." One soldier lamented.

"I think with the strength of these people, we don't need to hide or anything when we go to the dwarf tribe." Another soldier chimed in.

"Hmm. Besides, the tree man is completely inadequate. was scared away by the fire elves' two moves. A soldier added.

"Did you meet a treeman?" A childish voice sounded.

Austinger, who was laughing at the tree man, first noticed this question, and stopped laughing and looked around: he found a dwarven waiter holding a plate high next to him.

"I'm sorry for you." Austinger took the dish from the waiter's hand and said politely.

The dwarven waiter was not even as tall as the table, so much so that everyone didn't notice his presence until they saw the roast meat being served.

"Yes, when we go down today. Encountered two Treants, one of whom ran away in fear after we found out about their tricks. Another stayed and said he wanted to give us a good look, but he was also repelled by the elven soldiers on our side. One soldier replied.

"Two?" The dwarven waiter's expression became complicated: "It seems that he is not tired of playing such a routine." ”

"What routine?" One soldier asked, puzzled.

"There is only one tree man on this island." The dwarven attendant explained.

"What?!" Everyone was dumbfounded.

DeWitt and the others, who noticed the movement here, also gathered around the round table where the waiter was and listened.

"But we heard two different voices today." One soldier wondered.

"That treant man loves to play games like this. Everything you perceive in the jungle is controlled by Him. Not to mention the voice, even the human form can conjure up several different ones for you. The waiter wiped his hands with a napkin on his shoulder, and said, "After staying on the island for a long time, you will know that the strength of that lord is terrifying. Otherwise, why do you think he can occupy an entire mountain forest on this island with his own strength? ”

"If he wasn't afraid of our threats, why would he let us go?" A soldier asked.

"It's... I really don't know. The dwarven attendant scratched his head and said, "That lord has been enclosing himself in the mountains since he landed on the island thirty years ago. I heard that Xiuwei has not been able to break through the bottleneck and wants to find a pure self. As a result, he is now a little schizophrenic, and you may have run into one of the strange personalities he assumed. ”

"I see." DeWitt nodded from the side.

"Sounds so mysterious." Cremont said with a shrug.

"So, we're really lucky." Able took a sip of red wine and commented.

"Is every dwarf in this town as well-informed as you are?" Devit said with a smile to the dwarven attendant.

The dwarven attendant looked up at DeWitt and replied, "I'm nothing, but I know the common sense of some passing guests." The dwarven hunters in the union who sell news are really powerful, and the election insiders in each territory can dig up a little news from their mouths. ”

"That's amazing!" Able raised his glass and shouted.

This is his third glass of red wine, and he is already slightly drunk.

Claymont reluctantly helped him to sit down on the couch in the corner.

"Thank you for sharing." Devit nodded to the dwarven attendant. He took a silver coin from his bosom and placed it on the plate served by the dwarven attendant.

"Thank you for the tip." The dwarven attendant smiled contentedly at the sight of the copper coin, and then stepped back again.

In the process of chatting, the dishes are almost ready.

Everyone began to feast.

Devitt wiped his mouth with a napkin after feasting on a whole piece of delicious steak. Look around: Crémont and Able are not at the table.

After getting up and looking around, DeWitt walked to the couch in the corner and saw Cremont munching on a soda cracker. Next to him, Abel was sleeping soundly.

"What's wrong with him?" DeWitt asked.

"I drank three glasses of red wine on an empty stomach, and then I got drunk." Cremont replied.

With no one to help take care of the elven general, Cremont had to do the work herself.

I can't eat now.

"Hurry up and eat, I'll take care of him for you." DeWitt suggested.

"Thank you, Captain." Cremont clapped his hands, shook off the cookie crumbs stuck to his fingers, and spoke gratefully to DeWitt.

"Come back soon." DeWitt sat down on the sofa where Cremont was sitting just now, put a pillow in his arms, and said helplessly: "General Abel is already drunk, and you and I are the only ones who go out to inquire about the news tonight." ”

"Roger." As soon as Clemmont finished speaking, he ran to the table.

The moonlight was hazy, and when the feast had dispersed. DeWitt and Cremont walked out of the door.

Set off in the darkness of night towards the hunters' union in the center of the city.

Even in the middle of the night, the commercial streets of the dwarven towns are still bustling.

It's just that in the dark night, there is always a dangerous aura in those pairs of yellow or green pupils.

DeWitt and Cremont did not say much: in this unfamiliar place, there must always be a sense of the wall. It's best to find out the good news early and return to your residence.

"Here we are." DeWitt said, pointing to a brightly lit spot on the street.

"Hmm." Cremont's gaze was fixed on that place, too.

There is still a lot of people coming in and out of the union gate. The two quickened their pace and approached the building.