"Why didn't this list mark the identity of this group of people?" Kant asked Abel doubtfully.

"I don't know." Able shook his head and responded.

Kant seems to have been entangled in this problem, always frowning when walking on the road.

"Your Majesty, is this question important?" Bandak asked tentatively.

"To say something important but not important," Kant pouted, and said, "It makes my impression of the Dragon tribe erratic."

"Your Majesty, do you mean: The Dragon Clan hasn't planned to stand in the team yet?" Abel asked after thinking for a while.

Kant's eyes lit up, and he smiled softly, and said, "You are so smart."

Able was disturbed by this sudden compliment and bowed his head shyly before saying anything.

Seeing that Kant endorsed Bandak’s claim, Bandak continued to ask: “Since the Dragons did not intend to join any camp, what did they do so actively?”

"Dragon family's status on this island is not in vain." Kant narrowed his eyes and replied: "They acted so proactively to show the identity of their guardians. Participating in this rally, the position looked aggressive and secretly given Both the light and the dark have left a retreat."

"It turns out that." Able took Kant's words, thought for a while, and then responded.

Kant looked at him with a smile and said, "The scout can successfully complete the task of helping the dwarf race. You have helped a lot. In my impression, DeWitt and Cremont did not react so quickly to you. ."

"DeWitt and Cremont are very good leaders. I'm just aside." When referring to the late friend, Able's tone was not easy.

"Excellent people are always attracted to each other." Kant reached out and said to Able: "I am looking forward to working with you on this island. We must find the leader behind this scene and let them pay the price. "

"Well. Do your best." Able bowed respectfully, holding Kant's hand over with both hands.

"This action requires not only our efforts." Kant nodded and said: "It also needs the assistance of Raphael. His body does not seem to be very good. You should find time to see him."

Pointing to the end of the line with his hand, Raphael was being carried behind by a soldier.

Able heard Raphael's name, and he had a meal. Then he applied to Kant: "Your Majesty, I don't think Rafael is required for this operation. He is already a betrayal, and he may escape to seek refuge in the enemy's sphere of influence."

"I heard that you and Raphael have known each other for ten years." Kant didn't face his question directly, but responded: "You haven't seen each other after this happened. Go find it first He talks about it. Ask him if he wants to help us."

Able raised his head and looked at Kant. After seeing each other's firm eyes, he nodded silently.

The camp on the coast was still very close. Within half an hour, a group of people walked to the gate of the military camp.

"Captain Able! Your Majesty Kant! Commander Bandak!" Elven soldiers crouched in front of the three leaders.

"Get up," Kant said.

When the elf soldiers stood up straight, Able asked a subordinate: "How is the situation outside the camp today?"

"The orcs who had been monitoring the area a few days ago have been evacuated," the subordinate soldiers reported.

"Huh." Able nodded and replied.

"Dragons' movements are estimated to have spread throughout the coast. These people should not be free to monitor us in the short term," Bandak reasoned.

"Dinner is ready, please ask the soldiers to put down their luggage. Follow the soldiers in the camp to the dining restaurant." Able greeted the Caladian soldiers behind him.

"Yes!" the soldiers answered neatly.

Such a voice reminded Bendak of recalling the morning rally in the mountains, and the Caladian soldiers would also respond to his instructions.

His eyes glanced unconsciously towards the end of the line.

"Raphael" Abel pronounced the name in a weak voice.

In the dinner restaurant, the atmosphere is not as lively as expected. After all, everyone is still immersed in the sad atmosphere.

Able looked around the restaurant and asked the subordinates who organized the soldiers to receive the meal: "How about Lord Kant and Bandak?"

"Stay inside the camp account and say that he will arrive later." The soldier replied.

"Well." Able continued to ask: "What about Raphael?"

"Raphael, he was still resting in the camp. He heard Caladian soldiers said: When he was on the boat, he would not go to the restaurant to eat. It was the soldiers who sent him to him." The soldier spoke carefully.

"Is today's dinner delivered?" Able took a deep breath and asked.

"Not yet." The soldier brought out a plate of dishes and looked at Abel.

"I sent him." Able took the dinner plate and said.

The "Captain" soldier said anxiously as he handed the dinner plate to Able.

"Relax, I won't kill him." Able said indifferently.

He turned and walked out of the restaurant.

The place where Raphael lived has always been reserved for him: a small tent in the corner of the camp.

Able stood outside the camp door with the tray and said, "Raphael, are you there?"

There was no response from the people inside. Able opened the curtain directly and walked in.

Raphael lying on his bed turned to look at him, and there were tears on his expressionless face~lightnovelpub.net~Bandak didn't know who the tears were for, holding the dinner plate Sit in front of him and say, "I heard that you need someone to send you before you eat dinner."

Raphael pressed her lips tightly and said nothing. Staring straight at Abel's face.

Able met his gaze and his eyes became red. The voice said stiffly: "I really can't figure out why you would betray us. In my memory, you are not such a person."

"Thank you for coming to see me." Raphael turned his face and said.

"Don't you explain?" Able said, pressing his hand against Raphael's shoulder.

"I just want to live." Raphael spit out these words and closed his eyes in pain.

"In order to live? Craymont, what about them? Should they bury their lives in the deep sea for you?" Bandak snarled: "Do you know that I dare not tell the new high-ranked Gilber until now?" The news of Te Ostinger’s death. Because I was afraid that he would throw me in front of me and question me, how many people have suffered for your one move!"