A Night of Companionship
Chapter 735: A Night of Companionship
"Okay." Austin calmed down and nodded.
After testing Gilbert’s temperature and pulse, Bikren was ready to leave.
"Aren’t you leaving?"Bikren asked Austin, who was still guarding the bed.
"I’ll…stay and watch him," Austin said hesitantly.
"Okay." Bikren did not stop him. Instead, he nodded and said, "There is only one bed in this tent. If you want to sleep here at night, remember to cover yourself with a blanket or something."
"Thank you. Take Care."Austin bowed slightly and said goodbye.
"Also, remember to turn off the lights at night." Bikren reminded him one last time before walking out of the tent.
Outside, Bikren made a ‘Yes’ gesture to Devitt and the other two who were standing under the shadow of the tree.
Devitt nodded in response.
As he watched Bikren walk away, Al Buer could not help but say, "I was wondering why Captain Devitt ended up asking so many questions. Because you knew that your opponent was lying."
"This goblin’s identity is not so simple," Devitt said.
"Among the goblins, he should be at least a noble of the rank," Claremont added.
"Did you find out from the conversation?" Al Buer smiled. "Actually, I also noticed that this goblin named Gilbert showed disdain and contempt for his own race in his speech. It’s not something that a commoner who was arbitrarily exiled would have."
"After all, he’s just a child. The excuses he came up with are also full of flaws." Devitt recalled Gilbert’s answer to his question of ‘why did he come here?’ He couldn’t help but blurt out.
"Wouldn’t it be bad to keep our soldiers in the dark?"Al Buer asked worriedly.
"There’s nothing we can do about it. In order to make Gilbert let down his guard, we can only pretend that everything is going as planned. Austin’s role is even more important," Claremont said helplessly, after saying that, he couldn’t help but frown. Even Claremont despised this plan of deceiving his subordinates and making use of their true feelings.
Devitt also sighed and said, "Tomorrow morning, Austin would probably propose to let Gilbert join the army."
Looking at the bright moon that was covered by clouds, Devitt’s mood was like the moonlight, half gloomy and half hopeful.
Hopefully, he could find an opportunity to make up for it in the future.
After Bikren left, Austin squatted down in front of Gilbert.
Before he could say anything, Gilbert said unexpectedly, "I’m so hungry."
"Huh?"Austin looked up in surprise and blinked. He asked, "How long has it been since you last ate?"
"About three days," Gilbert replied and kept his hands on
"Three days?!" Austin’s eyes widened. Without saying another word, he got up and walked to his luggage. He rummaged through it and said anxiously, "I think I only have wheat bread left."
Guibert stared at his back with a hint of absent-mindedness.
"Here, have some to ease your stomach." Austin handed two pieces of wheat bread to Gilbert and said apologetically, "I’ve eaten a little too much recently, so I only have this much of dry food left."
"Thank you," Gilbert said gently.
"Of course."Austin took a kettle filled with water from the other side of the room. He poured the water into his usual lunchbox. When he saw Gilbert choke on his food, he handed the lunchbox to him. "Eat slowly, there’s water here."
Under such careful care, Gilbert became embarrassed.
"It’s the first time we met…" Gilbert murmured as he gulped down the water.
"What?" Austin turned around and asked.
"It’s the first time we met. Why are you taking such good care of me?" Gilbert swallowed the water in his mouth and asked.
"Huh?" Austin recalled what happened that day. Indeed, he seemed to be very concerned about this foreign vagabond who appeared out of nowhere. After pondering for a while in his mind, Austin giggled and replied, "Maybe you’re too ugly. I was quite ugly when I was young. When I saw someone who was in the same situation as me, I’d always recall the bitter history of the past. I wanted to take good care of you."
To think about it, the reason was still a kind one. However, this method was not worthy of praise.
Gilbert pursed his lips and continued to eat the wheat bread in his hand.
Austin took out a blanket and laid it on the ground.
"When you’re done eating, put the lunch box there. I’ll clean it up and you should rest," Austin reminded Gilbert as he made the bed.
"Okay. I’m done eating." Gilbert ate the last mouthful of wheat bread. Then he turned over and lay down on the bed. He tucked in the corners for himself.
When everything was ready, Austin stood up. Staying in a half-squatting position for a long time would still make people dizzy when they stood up.
After stabilizing his body with great difficulty, Austin turned his head to look at Gilbert. He found that Gilbert had already fallen into a deep sleep. Perhaps it was because he had replenished his body’s needs for food, but his breathing was also much stronger than what he had seen this morning.
"He fell asleep so quickly…" Austin muttered silently. After stretching by the side of the candlestick, Austin also felt a wave of tiredness.
"Phew –"Austin extinguished the candle, and the room became pitch-black. He could only grope his way back to his bed.
However, Austin was already used to such occasions. In the soldiers’ tents, the lights would be turned off at around 10 o’clock every night. Every time he went back after the night shift, he could only grope his way forward in the darkness. Or he would use the snoring of a person who was sound asleep to determine his position.
Austin lay on the paved floor, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a short while.
The next morning, Guibert woke up with the smell of porridge coming from outside the door. When he got out of bed in a daze, he kicked Austin’s thigh.
"Ah!" With a scream, Austin had to wake up from his dream.
In the dream he had last night, Austin dreamed that Gilbert had changed from his original appearance into a cute and adorable child. He would be welcomed by everyone wherever he went, and Austin always followed him, looking at him proudly and walking with him.
Dreams were beautiful, but reality was always harsh. This was the reality that Austin felt when he woke up early in the morning to Gilbert’s face.