"I didn't expect the soldiers of the elf clan to have such power." DeWitt admired from the bottom of his heart: "General Abel can notice the physical condition of the soldiers, and he is also a careful person. ”

Able shook his head humbly and added, "It's just an innate trait of the elves. It can only barely play a certain neutralizing role on such occasions. When you get to the vicinity of the volcano, in such an extreme environment, you won't see any obvious effect on this trait. ”

"Humility." DeWitt said.

By night, the scouts' ranks began to search for a place to camp on the plains.

With the spell of the elven soldier, the weeds on the ten-meter-square grass were instantly burned into ashes.

The construction of the tent went well, and after half an hour a satisfactory improvised barracks had been erected on the deserted plain.

This time, there are people in charge of logistics in the reconnaissance team, and the gang in charge of food is made up of several soldiers who are good at cooking among the Calradian soldiers and elven soldiers.

The smoke rose from the camp, and the soldiers were finally able to eat their first meal of the day.

"How?" DeWitt asked, walking over to Cremont, who was reading while eating.

"Hmm. The dwarven profile is indeed well organized. Cremont swallowed a mouthful of food in his mouth and nodded in response.

"By the way, I haven't told Captain Able about the guild yet." DeWitt suddenly remembered something and said suddenly.

"I told General Abel on the march." Clemmont pressed his shoulder, stopping him from getting up, and said, "I've handed over the finished materials to Captain Able." ”

"That's good." Devitt said with a heartfelt heart.

Devitt didn't say anything more, so as not to disturb Cremont's reading.

The two of them ate dinner quietly.

After dinner, Clemmont returned to his tent with the papers.

After a soldier took his seat in Cremont, he reported into the tent. He handed a piece of paper full of notes to Cremont.

"Captain Cremont, here's the shift list for tonight." The soldier reported.

"Okay." Cremont took the list, checked it carefully, and said, "I'm sorry for you." ”

After the soldiers had retired, Cremont put the papers on the table and walked out of the tent with the list to find DeWitt.

The team's daily reports, etc., are usually checked by Cremont's hands. In the end, Cremont personally handed over to DeWitt for safekeeping or decision-making.

Clemmont walked to DeWitt's tent, only to find that the lights were out.

"Where is this man?" Cremont wondered.

After walking around the camp for a while, asking around. Cremont asked the soldiers standing at the gate of the camp, "Have you seen where General DeWitt has gone?" ”

"We didn't see Captain DeWitt." One soldier replied without looking back.

Another soldier also stood still, silent.

Cremont sensed something strange about the atmosphere between the two and frowned. I was about to walk up and ask something.

"Captain Cremont! I've found Captain DeWitt. A soldier rushed to Crémont's side.

"Where is he?" Clemmont took a deep look at the two soldiers standing guard, then turned to the soldier beside him and asked.

"Captain DeWitt seems to have a bad stomach after eating. He was going to the toilet when you looked for him. Now the camp is resting. The soldier said in detail.

"What?" Cremont asked, surprised.

The soldier nodded with a complicated expression.

Cremont shook his head helplessly: "Then I'd better not bother him." ”

Just as he was about to walk away, Cremont hesitated and said to the soldiers, "Are these two soldiers your men?" ”

"Hmm. The first half of the night tonight was on duty by our third team. The soldier nodded and admitted, "What's wrong with them?" Captain Cremont. ”

"Nothing, just like they don't know who I am. It's kind of weird. Cremont said.

"Hey, you two," the soldier immediately turned to the two soldiers standing at the door, and asked loudly, "What's the matter..."

Clemmont, who had his back to the two, heard the soldier's questioning stop abruptly and glanced back curiously.

It was found that the two soldiers, who were still answering his question just now, had collapsed to the ground, apparently unconscious.

The soldier hurriedly stepped forward and crouched down to check, "Hey! Wake up, what's wrong with you two? ”

The fingers touched the skin of the fainting soldier, and the coldness of the bones occupied the soldier's whole body senses: "Ah! ”

"What's wrong?" Cremont was startled by the scream and leaned over to ask.

The palm on the shoulder of the fainting soldier was also instantly transmitted to an eerie coldness.

Cremont quickly withdrew his hand.

"General Cremont! Our soldiers have been attacked by foreign enemies! The soldier shouted in panic.

This movement attracted many soldiers who were wandering around to gather around to watch.

The news of the alarm quickly spread throughout the barracks.

Even DeWitt, who was resting in the tent, was woken up.

Svadia soldiers stood neatly at the door of the barracks, armed with torches. Wait for the instructions of the tour leader.

The elven soldiers arrived at the scene one step too late.

Able made his way through the crowd to Cremont and the fainting soldiers.

After checking the condition of the fainted soldier, his face became heavy: "It's the spell of the black elves." The two soldiers estimated that it would take a week or so for them to return to normal conditions. ”

"Black elves?" Cremont asked, "Are you a nomad of the elves?" ”

"No, although the Black Elves and the Elves have some things in common, they can be completely distinguished in terms of both the mind and the type of spells." Abel vehemently denied: "The two races have nothing to do with each other. ”

"Are the black elves' spells powerful?" Cremont glanced down at the fainted soldier worriedly.

"It's really strong, because the spells they practice are very different from the spells we practice." Able sighed, "So we often can't do anything about the trauma they cause. ”

"But I've never heard of their names." Cremont was a little surprised by Able's reaction.

"The history of the black elves came to an end hundreds of years ago." Able glanced at the dark moonlit night and sighed.