Lord of the Oasis

"Okay then." Kant said, "I will be responsible for negotiating with Raphael in the future."

Bandak raised his head and looked at Kant, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Kant pushed away the chair, stood up, put the used napkin on the tablecloth, and left the restaurant.

Bandak stared at Kant's back, lowered his head and sighed. After sitting quietly for a while, he walked to the food collection area and packed a dinner for Raphael.

"Dong dong dong!" Bandak knocked on the door of Raphael's residence. He whispered to the crack in the door: "Raphael, are you there?"

"Here, open the door and come in." Raphael's voice came out.

Bandak opened the door and walked in. Raphael's face showed surprise when he saw it was him.

"How is your recovery?" Bandak asked in a slightly stiff tone: "I brought you dinner."

Raphael glanced at him suspiciously and replied: "It's okay. Do you want me to thank you for not killing me?"

"No." Bandak shook his head, placed the lunch box on the small table in front of Raphael, and continued: "We are leaving here tomorrow."

"Where to go?" Raphael did not rush to open the lid of the lunch box, but raised his head and asked Bandak.

"That island." Bandak looked at him and replied.

"That's it." Raphael nodded, opened the lunch box, and began to eat the food inside.

"What?" Bandak asked strangely.

"You will take me with you when you go to the island. Then I can safely eat the dinner you sent." Raphael replied while chewing the food.

Bandak's eyes immediately sank and he said, "Yes, you can live. But my comrades have left forever."

Raphael put down his fork and glanced at Bandak warily. Said: "What are you going to do again? I asked you, do you have any violent symptoms? Last time, it was because I felt guilty that I didn't fight back against you. Don't hit your nose or face."

"What on earth do people like you live for?" Bandak raised his head and said angrily: "Betray the country for your own life, burn down bridges and hurt the lives of those who help you. Aren't you afraid of yourself? Will there ever be a day when I am betrayed?"

"The principles you mentioned are the principles of society. But where the soldiers under my command and I stayed, there was no humanity. The days of wandering on that small island made me understand one truth: this The rules in society are given by humans, and we never try to listen to God’s rules, so how can God protect you when you are abandoned by humans?”

"Did the gods in the sky tell you that the people on the boat must be killed?" Bandak's fist hit the wall.

"No." Raphael shook his head and said, "God has never appeared in front of me. So I must survive in this world. When I have enough sincerity, maybe God will come to me. Until then, I will no longer allow myself to be any kind of person, I will not listen to anyone’s words, and I will not be constrained by anyone’s rules.”

"Fuck you!" Bandak grabbed Raphael's collar and roared at him: "You are protected by the treaty of the Elf Kingdom, and you are eating the food just made by our chef. All this is your subjective opinion. It is chosen by the will. Don’t run away, you are just incompetent and a self-centered slippery man. After being tripped up by others and unable to make a choice, do you dare not face the fact of what you have done? "

"I didn't!!" Raphael struggled: "If you want to kill me, just do it. Don't force your thoughts on me!"

"Damn it!" Bandak let go of his hand. He said to Raphael who fell on the bed: "I really want to kill you. But that can't exchange for the lives of my comrades. However, from your words, I didn't hear that you meant to repent. So in We won’t see each other again after this.”

After leaving these words, Bandak left.

Raphael sat on the edge of the bed,

I looked out the window until it got completely dark. Raphael retreated into his quilt, his body couldn't help but tremble.

Early the next morning, Kant and his party boarded a ship bound for the island.

In order to ensure Kant's safety, Durandal mobilized several troops to accompany him. Contracting this large ship was a massive effort this time.

Because Raphael kept saying that he was sick, several Calradian soldiers guarded him at the end of the team and helped him onto the ship.

"Did you go to see Raphael last night?" Kant leaned against the mast and asked Bandak.

"Yes," Bandak's face looked a little pale and he replied, "It's just that the effect is not very good."

"It doesn't matter. You were willing to go see him and didn't cripple him. That's pretty good." Kant patted Bandak on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Bandak responded.

"There are many contradictions in this world. You don't have to care about what others think. Just do what you think is appropriate." Kant said seriously: "If we hadn't sent out support in time, Raphael and others would have also You won’t be pushed into a corner.”

"Every time I see Raphael's escapist look, I think: At least he survived," Bandak said.

"Alas." Kant sighed and gave Bandak a hug.

After all, he didn't know what to say about this emotion. We can only let Bandak digest it slowly.

Raphael was leaning on his bed at this time, looking at the sea view outside through the small window.

"I wonder what happened to the others..." Raphael muttered softly.

How will the Elf King deal with traitors like them? This is a question that Raphael has been worrying about in recent days.

In his eyes: The Elf King has always been a very weak existence. It was not until after the battle of the undead that this monarch cheered up. Start taking care of the country's government affairs, taking back power from his ministers, etc.

But the elf king who first planned to be a good king was already fifty years old.

His indecision had been with him for years.

How will the Elf King make a decision regarding the traitor who appears during his period of strength?

Raphael took advantage of everyone to go back to their rooms to rest and walked to the deck. The ships have already set sail, and spring is coming soon. The weather at sea was not bad, at least we didn't see any dark clouds.

The blue waves were three meters high and slapped against the moving hull.

Raphael looked towards the direction of the island, and the depression that had been blown away by the sea breeze gathered in his heart again.

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