Although His Highness Kant had made full preparations for the scout's trip even gold and silver coins were also well prepared.
But when he walked up the stairs, Claremont was still heartbroken over the dozens of silver coins he had spent.
"The dwarfs are really evil," Claremont muttered softly.
After settling their luggage, it was time for everyone to gather for dinner.
Fortunately, the hotel's food and drinks were included in the accommodation, so everyone was free to choose their food.
The fifty-person team almost filled up the hotel's restaurant. Seeing this, the owner of the hotel immediately brought the scouts to another side hall and let them take a room. The roasted food was served by the waiter of the restaurant.
After ordering the menu, everyone began to discuss the duel between the ent and the fire elf mage around the round table this morning.
"I didn't expect the fire elven soldiers to be so strong. When I saw their explosive strength, I was completely shocked," a soldier sighed and said.
"I feel that with the strength of these people, our team won't need to hide when we reach the dwarfs' place," another soldier echoed.
"Yeah. Besides, that ent was quite lousy. He was scared away by the fire elves in two moves," another soldier added.
"You guys encountered an ent?" a young voice sounded.
Austin, who followed everyone to mock the ent, was the first to notice this question. He stopped laughing and looked around. Then, he found a dwarf waiter holding a tray next to him.
"Sorry to trouble you," Austin took the dish from the waiter and said politely.
The dwarf waiter was actually shorter than the table. Everyone only noticed him after they saw the roast meat on the table.
"Yes, today when we went down the mountain, we met two ents. One of them ran away in fear after we found out about their tricks. The other one stayed behind and said that he wanted to teach us a lesson, but he was beaten up by our elven soldiers and retreated," one of the soldiers replied.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})"Two?"
The dwarf attendant's expression became complicated.
"It seems that he isn't tired of playing this trick."
"What trick?" one of the soldiers asked in confusion.
"There is only one ent on this island," the dwarf waiter explained.
"What?!"
Everyone was stunned.
Devitt and the others, who had noticed the commotion, also gathered around the round table where the waiter was.
"But we clearly heard two different voices today," a soldier said, puzzled.
"Lord Ent likes to play games like this. Everything you perceive in the jungle is controlled by him. Not to mention voices, it can even create several different human forms."
The waiter wiped his hands with a napkin on his shoulder and continued, "You'll know after staying on the island for a long time. That Lord is terrifyingly powerful. Otherwise, why do you think he could occupy an entire mountain forest on this island where dragons and tigers are fighting for hegemony by himself?"
"Since he's not afraid of our threat, why would he let us go?" a soldier asked.
"This... I'm not sure."
The dwarf waiter scratched his head, he said, "Ever since that Lord arrived on the island thirty years ago, he has always sealed himself in the deep mountains. I heard that his cultivation hasn't been able to break through the bottleneck, and he wants to find a pure self. In the end, he seems to have schizophrenia. I'm afraid that you've met another strange personality that he assumed."
"I see." Devitt nodded at the side.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})"It sounds so mysterious," Claremont shrugged and said.
"In that case, our luck is really not bad," Abel drank a mouthful of red wine and commented.
"Are all the dwarves in this town as well-informed as you?" Devitt smiled and said to the dwarf waiter.
The dwarf waiter raised his head and looked at Devitt, he replied, "I'm not that bad. I got to know about this information from passing guests. The dwarf hunters in the union who sell information are really powerful. They can dig out some information about the election of every territory from their mouths."
"That's incredible!" Abel raised his glass and praised loudly.
This was his third glass of red wine, and he was already slightly drunk.
Claremont helplessly helped him to the sofa in the corner and sat down to rest.
"Thank you for sharing." Devitt nodded at the dwarf waiter. He took out a silver coin from his pocket and placed it on the tray that the dwarf waiter carried.
"Thank you for the tip."
The dwarf waiter smiled in satisfaction when he saw the copper coin, and then left.
During the conversation, all the dishes were almost served.
Everyone began to feast.
After Devitt ate a whole piece of delicious steak, he wiped his mouth with a napkin. He looked around and found that Claremont and Abel were not on the table.
After getting up and looking around, Devitt walked to the sofa in the corner and saw Claremont chewing a soda biscuit. Beside him, Abel was sleeping soundly.
"What happened to him?" Devitt asked.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})"He drank three glasses of red wine on an empty stomach and got drunk," Claremont replied.
Unable to find anyone to help take care of this elven general, Claremont could only take on this tiring task himself.
He hadn't been able to eat even now.
"Hurry up and eat. I'll help you to take care of him," Devitt suggested.
"Thank you, Captain," Claremont thanked Devitt.
Then he clapped his hands and brushed off the biscuit crumbs stuck to his fingers.
"Come back quickly."
Devitt sat down on the sofa where Claremont had been sitting. He stuffed a pillow into his arms and said helplessly, "General Abel is already drunk. Only the two of us will go out tonight to ask for information."
"Got it." After saying that, Claremont immediately ran to the dining table.
The moonlight was hazy. After the banquet was over. Devitt and Claremont walked out of the hotel's door.
They set off towards the Hunter's Union in the city center under the cover of the night.
Even in the middle of the night, the commercial streets of the dwarf town were still bustling.
However, in the night, pairs of yellow and green pupils always showed a dangerous aura.
Devitt and Claremont didn't talk much. In this unfamiliar place, they had to take into account that the walls had ears. It was best to get good news earlier and return to the residence.
"We're here," Devitt said, pointing to a brightly lit area on the street.
"Yeah." Claremont's line of sight was also fixed on that area.
There were still a lot of people coming in and out of the union entrance. The two quickened their pace and approached the building.
