Lord of the Oasis-Chapter 751: The Choice of Whether to Leave Or Not

"Let me take a look." Adonis took the manuscript from Bunduk's hands.

After carefully browsing through it, Adonis heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Your body is quite tough."

"Mm." Bunduk also took a few glances and nodded.

The two of them walked out of the clinic and headed to the military dormitory on the other side.

"How was the army when I was gone?" Bunduk asked Adonis.

"Everything was as usual." Adonis replied.

"That's good." Bunduk nodded with relief.

"His Highness also came to inspect once, but that was when you were being punished." Adonis continued.

"Hmm?" Bunduk suddenly became nervous. "Did His Highness say anything?"

"Nothing." A sly smile appeared on Adonis's face as he said, "His Highness just said, 'it seems that without Bunduk, the army is well-trained.'"

"I knew it." Bunduk sighed and said.

"His Highness's actions should be considered a warning in front of the other soldiers. What you did this time was inappropriate." Adonis said.

The two of them talked about this topic as they walked to the soldiers' dormitory.

Adonis woke up the soldier who was dozing off on the night watch. The soldier was so scared that his heart almost jumped to his throat. He immediately saluted and opened the door for the two of them.

After saying goodbye to Adonis, Bunduk returned to his single dormitory to rest.

"The moon is so round today..." Bunduk looked at the night sky and sighed softly.

The same bright moon was also shining above the island.

Devitt and the others had already arrived at the border area of the dragon clan's estate. Tomorrow, they would have the chance to face the legendary pseudo dragon army head-on.

"What does the 'pseudo dragon' look like? Is it very similar to a dragon?" After dinner, Austin sat by the fire to warm himself. It was extremely cold inside in this weather.

Gilbert took the roasted corn cobs from Austin and ate them with his teeth as he replied, "It doesn't look like one at all. Compared to dragons, they are more like the small things that can crawl in a pond."

"Are they that small? Then why should we be afraid of them?" Austin also roughly imagined the appearance of the 'pseudo dragon' and asked Gilbert in surprise.

"Yes, more or less. They have a very strong reproductive ability. If you provoke one of them, you will be surrounded by thousands of their own kind in the next moment. Moreover, their skin is as tough as that of the dragon race. No matter if you use fire or cold weapons, there's nothing you can do." Gilbert liked the taste of corn very much, he chewed on it with relish.

"Has anyone or any other race defeated the 'pseudo dragon' before?" Austin asked while covering his chest.

"Although the problem of the 'pseudo dragon' is very troublesome, they would not be a problem when they were suppressed by powerful beings." Gilbert raised his head and said, "But you people are definitely not within that range. The three of them brought you here because they are determined to send you to your deaths."

After saying that, Gilbert gave Abel, who was patrolling in the distance, a middle finger.

"Put down your hand!" Austin quickly patted Gilbert's hand and said to him.

"But it's okay. I'll take you and run away tonight anyway." Gilbert said happily as he ate the last mouthful of cooked corn.

"First of all, I absolutely won't go with you," Austin said seriously, "Second, if you run away from here, you'll starve to death in the wilderness."

"Oh." Gilbert threw the leftover corn cobs into the fire. He stood up, dusted himself off, and left.

Austin was left sitting on the spot.

In the afternoon, Devitt told all the soldiers that tomorrow would be a tough battle. If there were any cowardly soldiers, they could go to the kitchen to get their own rations and leave the army.

In the end, none of the soldiers cowered.

However, the soldiers who were prepared for the battle didn't feel at ease either. Even if they laid down on the bed early in order to conserve their energy, they were still so agitated that they didn't fall asleep.

"Ah! Austin! You scared me to death." When Levin woke up in the middle of the night due to urination, he raised his head and saw Austin leaning against the corner of the wall with his eyes open. He shouted loudly.

He looked around and made sure that no one was woken up. Levin walked towards Austin. He asked in a low voice, "Everyone is asleep, what are you still doing?"

"Gilbert said that he would come and take me away tonight..." Austin said in a tired voice.

"D*mn, so he wants to escape..." Levin said angrily.

Austin interrupted his speculation, waved his hand and continued, "I don't want to be taken away by him, so I have to stay awake."

"I see." Levin finally understood and replied.

"Did you wake up to pee? Hurry up and go." Austin looked up at him and said.

"No, I want to stay here with you. With your skills, you will definitely be taken away easily by him." Levin sat down on the quilt that Austin leaned against the wall, he said, "If a well-trained veteran like me is here, there is still some hope of keeping you here."

Austin looked at Levin in front of him and could only hold back a few words of ridicule in his heart.

Recently, Levin had often come to chat with him. The two of them had gradually become more familiar with each other than before.

Therefore, Austin was now getting along with Levin like a friend.

"You really want to accompany me?" Austin couldn't help but ask when he saw Levin sitting in front of him for about 15 minutes.

"Of course." Levin answered confidently. However, after a while, his facial expression became distorted. "But I really can't hold my pee anymore. I'll be right back."

After saying this, Levin got off the bed and ran out of the door.

'How can there be such an unreliable senior...' Austin muttered to himself.

Then, he looked around and thought to himself, 'It's almost dawn. Is Gilbert not coming? Or has he already run away?'?

When he thought of the latter possibility, a hint of sadness welled up in Austin's heart.

He immediately put on his shoes, wrapped himself in a piece of clothing, and walked out.

The winter night wind was still bone-chilling. In the strong wind, Austin staggered toward Gilbert's tent.

"Gilbert?" Lifting the curtain of the tent, Austin called out to him in a low voice.

But no one answered.

"He really left?" Austin walked toward the bed in the back room, puzzled.

He found Gilbert was lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.