"It's probably measured in gold coins." Devitt's mind has an impression of the Centaur market, which is always shrouded in a layer of fog.

"Really?" Abel thought back to the young owner of the rice shop, and felt a little strange in his heart.

The glowing artifact had been held in Able's arms, and the previous plan was canceled, and the scouts moved forward for another hour or so.

"I still haven't been able to get to the flat land we planned." Finally it was time to rest, and Able sat on his suitcase panting.

De Witt smiled when he heard this: "If you leave a little earlier tomorrow, you should be able to get there before noon." ”

It was not easy to find a suitable place for dozens of people to sleep together in the mountains and forests, so everyone dispersed in small teams and found a suitable open space for about 20 minutes.

Cremont painstakingly cut down the greenery around the tent with weapons.

From time to time, one or two snakes were spotted scurrying by. Crémont took note of this, and when he returned to the camp, he instructed the logistics staff to sprinkle a circle of lime outside the camp.

It's time for dinner, and today's dinner is also very well prepared.

It is estimated that a while ago, the logistics soldiers in the barracks were also quite hard. Now we are looking for opportunities to make up for the shortcomings of the previous days.

"What are your plans after this mission?" Cremont asked DeWitt and Able beside him.

"Go back to the barracks and continue to be a soldier." DeWitt said without hesitation.

"Me too." Able nodded.

"Of course I know, I mean when I'm on vacation." Cremont looked at the two helplessly and explained.

The importance of this mission is well known to everyone involved. Although the number of personnel sent is small, if it is successfully completed, the participating soldiers will definitely receive a reward from the lords of each country in person. Vacations and the like are no problem.

After coming down from the mountain, the reconnaissance team has always been smooth. This makes Cremont can't help but reverie about the future in the interval of leisure.

However, DeWitt was always in a state of interest: "I didn't think much about it, I should have stayed at home and rested." ”

"Where's Able?" Cremont pressed to Able.

"I haven't experienced much of a vacation yet, and if I have enough time: I'd love to visit your country." Able replied after a moment's thought.

"Really?" Cremont was overjoyed.

De Witt was also a little pleasantly surprised: "De Helium welcomes you at any time. ”

"Hmm." Able smiled and nodded.

After a moment of joy, Cremont remembered something, and said with a sad face, "But Dehrim will have to walk for a month to get to the capital of the Elven Kingdom. I don't think any vacation lasts that long. ”

"That's right." Devit and Able nodded in unison as they reacted.

"Abel, why do you want to come to Calradia?" Cremont asked.

"After a few months of contact with you. The idea of Terrans in my head has been turned upside down. So after the mission, I hope to see you and see your country again. Abel replied earnestly.

Cremont and DeWitt looked at each other, too moved to know what to say. Eventually, DeWitt broke the silence and said, "When we get back to the familiar land, let's find a time to meet in Cumberland." I don't know how long Abel will be able to get out of your group, but we often have the opportunity to travel there. ”

"Huh? Good! In the future, whenever you come to Cumberland, I will pick you up. Abel said happily.

"It's a deal." Cremont said with a smile.

Outside the campfire, several Calradian soldiers were roasting their cotton coats on the fire.

"It always feels like it's getting heavier and heavier." Austinger said helplessly, and then gently pressed his fingers on the cotton coat, but the groove did not heal after half a day: it really absorbed too much water.

Austinger sighed.

"Does this really work?" A soldier sitting next to him said suspiciously.

"I feel like the damp smell is getting stronger." A soldier leaned over and sniffed at the cotton coat, then continued.

"Hey, stay away from the fire. Beware of sparks rising up and scalding a hole in the clothes you're wearing. Austinger exclaimed, "Isn't that the only way to do it now?" ”

"I don't think it's much use to roast for a while, so I still withdrew." One soldier couldn't wait any longer and picked up his clothes to turn and leave.

At this time, an elven soldier passed by and said curiously, "What are you doing?" ”

"Moisture got into the clothes. The humidity is so heavy that we're trying to find a way to dry it. Austinger replied.

The elven soldier glanced at the flickering flames, shook his head and sighed, "Like you, when the day comes, it is estimated that none of your clothes will be dry. ”

"Why?" A soldier then asked.

"At least in my opinion, the fire didn't do much to the clothes." The elven soldier replied.

A stream of spiritual power converged into his eyes, allowing him to see through the movement of the elements around the fire.

"That's... Can you help us? "Austinger had already seen that the elven soldier was a fire mage. He asked hesitantly.

"Impossible, let me use a spell to bake your cotton clothes?" Not surprisingly, the elven soldiers immediately vetoed.

It's tiring enough after a day on the road today, and now I have to cast spells to do such useless things. It's just too much to expect. At this time, the elven soldiers only thought about returning to their tents to rest.

As he raised his feet and was about to leave, Austinger said, "As long as you help me with this, I will also agree to any request you have in the future." ”

The elven soldier stopped his steps, turned around and said, "Really? ”

"Really." Austinger nodded earnestly, he had already sneezed several times as he walked down the road today.

"So, you're the only one who asks me to help?" The elven soldier said with a smile.

"I, I, I!" Several soldiers around actively raised their hands.

"There are so many people." The elven soldier looked thoughtful, and after a while, he nodded and said, "Okay, but your conditions must be the same as his." The elven soldier raised his hand and pointed at Austinger.

"Okay!" Everyone immediately agreed.

Eventually, the fire mage hired a water spirit as a 'foreign helper'. The two of them were in the camp, under the watchful eye of a group of Calradian soldiers: they worked until late at night, drying their cotton clothes properly.