It would take about half a month to go to the Elf Kingdom.
In order to ensure that they could travel light, Kant did not allow the soldiers to bring much luggage.
Instead, he allowed them to resupply when they passed Durandal.
More than twenty soldiers rode on camels and walked through the city gates of Durandal.
The basic public facilities in the city had been completed. In order to meet the conditions of the migrant workers and soldiers, there were still many residences that could be provided for the soldiers who came to stay temporarily.
After Devitt told the news to his soldiers, the soldiers cheered because they did not have to camp outdoors tonight.
"Everyone's residences are arranged together. You must return to your residences at 10 pm. I will come to check on you." Devitt instructed.
"Yes!" the soldiers replied.
Led by the local soldiers of Durandal, the scouts walked into the residential houses near the city center.
"Four people to one room. The rooms on the third floor are all vacant for all of you." the leading soldier explained.
"Thank you." Devitt thanked him.
"It's okay. There will be a banquet in the military camp to entertain you tonight. Please be there before six o'clock." the leading soldier said in the end.
"Okay, thank you." Devitt bowed and said.
The soldier shook his head and left.
Devitt allocated the rooms until everyone settled down in their own rooms.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Claremont greeted everyone in front of the doors, "Everyone, change your clothes and get ready to go to the military camp. Durandal's garrison has sent a carriage to pick us up."
"Carriage?!" some soldiers rushed to the corridor outside the door excitedly and exclaimed.
"I don't think I've ever sat in a carriage before." a soldier said.
"Alright, alright, you're going to sit in one soon. Hurry back to your room, change your dusty clothes and wash your faces." Claremont ordered as he blocked the few soldiers back to the door.
As they were all soldiers, they didn't pay much attention to their external attire.
Under Claremont's orders, they only tidied up a little before they followed their captain downstairs.
"Hello." Sitting by the carriage was Derrick, who had been sent to Durandal a few months ago. At this moment, he was clearly greeting the soldiers who had walked out of the door.
"Commander Derrick?!" The two soldiers at the front cried out in surprise, then quickly bowed.
They didn't expect that commander Derrick would personally come to pick them up.
"Commander Derrick!" Devitt shouted loudly. Then, he led the soldiers behind him and lined up in front of Derrick, standing in an orderly formation.
Derrick glanced at everyone, then chuckled and said, "Get in the carriage. The brothers in the barracks are still waiting for you."
Devitt turned around and instructed his soldiers to get into the carriage.
"Long time no see." Claremont said as he walked into the carriage where Derrick was in. His eyes were red as he held out his hand.
The two of them were originally in the same team. After Derrick was promoted to commander. Claremont had also expressed that he wanted to continue being Derrick's subordinate.
Derrick took a glance at Claremont's outstretched hand, but he didn't hold it back. Instead, he moved forward and hugged his comrade whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})"I heard that you're the vice-captain of your team?" Derrick patted Claremont on the back to stop him from sobbing. After letting go, he asked Claremont with a smile.
"Yes." Claremont was still immersed in his emotions. He answered Derrick with certainty.
"Well done," Derrick encouraged him with a smile.
The coachman began to drive the carriage forward.
It was the first time for the soldiers to experience something new in a carriage. They began a lively discussion.
"It's quite comfortable to sit in this carriage." a soldier said with a sigh.
"No wonder Captain Claremont asked us to change our clothes. If the satin is dirtied, we can't afford to pay for it." a soldier touched the comfortable cushion and sighed.
"Come on, don't act like a country bumpkin entering the city." a soldier said disdainfully.
"What's wrong with you, Austin?" a soldier asked the soldier beside him.
The soldier called Austin's face was slightly pale. He was holding onto the carriage's window rail. After hearing the question, he turned around and said in discomfort, "Why do I feel like riding this carriage is dizzier than riding a horse?"
"Huh? Why would I feel dizzy?" the soldier asked curiously.
"I can't, I feel like I'm going to throw up." Austin let go of his hand and rested his upper body on his knees.
"Eh?! Wait, are you alright? Don't throw up. We were just about to have dinner." the soldier said anxiously. "Hey! Someone's going to throw up here!"
The carriage arrived at the entrance of the military camp, and the soldiers alighted from the carriage one after another.
Claremont and Derrick's carriage was the one in charge.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})Therefore, the two of them got off the carriage earlier than anyone else.
"Wow! Durandal's military camp is really impressive." Claremont lamented when he saw the shape of the military camp.
"It's just newly built. It looks relatively new," said Derrick with a smile.
"Help! Someone isn't feeling well!"
Claremont heard the call from the soldiers behind him and hurriedly turned around. Then, he apologized to Derrick, "I'm sorry, but there seems to be a situation with one of our soldiers."
After he said that, he rushed to the source of the voice.
When he walked to the side of the soldier who was shouting strenuously, he realized that Devitt had also rushed over.
"What's wrong?!" Devitt asked anxiously.
The soldier pointed at Austin, who had collapsed beside the carriage, and said, "He has been saying 'very dizzy' ever since he boarded the carriage. He even vomited a moment ago. It seems like he can't walk now."
"Who?" Devitt asked in confusion. For the time being, he hadn't been able to match the names of all the soldiers to their faces.
"Austin, from the fourth squad." Before the soldier could reply, Claremont took over and explained.
"Alright." Devitt commanded, "Help this fainted soldier to the carriage to rest first. Prepare some water for him."
"The carriage might not be ventilated. Let's bring him to the resting area of our military camp." Derrick suggested as he walked out from the crowd.
"Is it really convenient?" Devitt asked hesitantly, still a little nervous in the face of Derrick.
"It's alright. Furthermore, I took the initiative to arrange for the carriage to pick you up. I didn't take into account everyone's habits. I really didn't think it through." said Derrick apologetically.
"This is nothing. Thank you, commander Derrick." Devitt dispelled Derrick's worries and said gratefully.
