Chapter 776. Back to the letter in hand
"The Courier?" Raphael wondered, "Where is the messenger?" β
"The harbor is responsible for receiving some retail letters." "When we walked to the beach, we met fellow travelers who sent the letter," CrΓ©mont explains. And they showed us the way. β
"I see." Raphael said: "Actually, you don't have to send the letter yourself. Just send it in the mailbox in front of the camp. Naturally, the messenger by boat will come to collect it. β
"It seems that our hearts are too anxious." Devitt shook his head and said with a smile.
Cremont sat down in the room, picked up DeWitt's words, and continued, "Everyone's mind must be thinking about going home. At least I'm already in the middle of it. β
Raphael glanced at Abel and said apologetically, "It's just that in order to keep an eye on the news on this small island, Captain Abel has to stay here for a while for the time being." β
"What?" DeWitt was surprised: "Able, aren't you going back with us tomorrow?" β
Able sighed and nodded. In fact, in his heart, he also really wanted to go back. After all, he and DeWitt and Cremont had an agreement to meet in Cumberland.
But Raphael suffered no less than those who traveled on this small island. Now that they had already spoken to suggest this, Able had to agree. What's more, the two have been friends for ten years.
After receiving Able's affirmation, DeWitt looked at Cremont and did not speak again.
The atmosphere at the dinner table became silent.
Raphael glanced at the expressions of the people around him, and said to Abel, "Abel or... Let me stay on this island, and you can go back with your soldiers first. β
"No, no, no." Able hastily denied: "Let's do as we did before." I'm fine. β
"Is it really okay?" Raphael asked.
"It's okay." Able said firmly, feeling ashamed at the thought that his emotions had embarrassed Raphael, who had made the suggestion.
"That's... All right. Raphael nodded slowly and said, "As for the camp, I will hand over to you after tonight's dinner." β
"Okay." Abel replied.
DeWitt and Cremont sat on the sidelines and listened quietly to the conversation between the two, naturally sensing Able's shame.
"Since Abel has decided to stay here, let's stay with him as well. Let the soldiers go back first. Cremont suggested to DeWitt.
"But we don't have a position to stay here any longer, the Terran soldiers are just here to reinforce the elves. According to Raphael's character, he would never let us stay in their camp. DeWitt had already faintly sensed Raphael's strength, and said in embarrassment: "Moreover, if neither of us goes back this time, then who will go to the palace to report to His Majesty?" β
After hearing DeWitt's words, Cremont's expression also became tangled.
Glancing across the table, he saw Able and Raphael having a good time. Compromised to DeWitt: "Okay then. β
At this time, Abel got up and toasted to the three people on the table: "This glass of wine, I will do it first." I wish you all a smooth journey home. β
As he spoke, he drank all the wine from his glass.
Raphael, Cremont, and DeWitt all raised their glasses and drank them with a smile.
After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms early. Prepare for tomorrow's departure.
Raphael stayed in Able's room, and the two talked late into the night. It wasn't until he was sleepy that Raphael said goodbye to Raphael and returned to his room.
In the moonlight, as Able walked through the door, he noticed a figure sitting on a chair in the room with his back to him.
Raphael walked over to another chair and sat down without a wave, and said, "Don't come in and out of my room in the future." β
"Faith, I got it." The figure pulled a letter from his bosom and handed it to Raphael.
"Hmm." Raphael nodded in reply, then tore open the envelope marked Dehrem and read the contents of the letter.
"Why don't you let the guy named Abel go with him. What if the life on Calradia's side is suspicious? The man with the letter asked.
Raphael's hand tightening the letter tightened, and said coldly: "I'm not like you, for the sake of rights and interests, even the lives of my own compatriots can be disregarded. Besides, I know what to do this time. You don't have to worry about it. β
"You can keep them for a while, but you can't keep them for a lifetime." The man turned and said, "If they end up choosing to get involved, they're on the opposite side of us." It's still going to be eradicated. Do it yourself. β
After leaving these words, the man disappeared into the shadows.
Raphael got up and walked to the candlestick, lit the letter in his hand, and threw it into the fireplace.
Looking at the blazing fire, Raphael sighed: "At present, I can only take one step at a time." β
Early the next morning.
The Calradian soldiers say goodbye to the elven soldiers who have come to see them off at the docks.
DeWitt smiled and said to Abel, "I thought you were the only one left here. As a result, all your soldiers stayed with you. In this way, we can also rest assured. β
"These soldiers all want to go home. It's just for me. I'm so sorry for them. Able shook his head and said.
"Where, I've heard that everyone stays voluntarily." Cremont waved his hand and said, "Don't be sad. β
"Hmm." Able nodded, "When you return to Deherim, be sure to write to me." β
"Of course." DeWitt and Cremont nodded in reply.
"Alright. The ship is about to sail. Hurry up and get your luggage. Able hugged them separately and said with a smile.
"You have to stay safe while you're here." DeWitt instructed, "When you return to the elven kingdom, the two of us will ask for leave to come and drink with you." β
"Okay, that's a deal."
Rafael stood on the deck of the ship, watching the two groups of people below. A trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
"Boss, the bomb has been loaded." An elven soldier stepped forward and reported to Raphael.
"Is it the same as I told you before?" Raphael asked.
"Hmm. It's all in the cabin of the ship where the engines are placed. The elven soldier nodded in reply.