No return to the desert, a pearl oasis.
Grand Duke Langston was fishing leisurely by the lake with a shy belly.
"What the hell is this weather? It's so stuffy and hot." He muttered, missing the palace in his hometown.
"I shouldn't have gone south in the first place. No one can live in this ghost place..."
Outside the Pearl Lake, several aides with stern faces walked over in a hurry.
The guards quickly stood up and stopped them.
The team leader lowered his voice: "Guys, please stay. The Duke is fishing and no one is allowed to disturb him."
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The staff were sulking and turned a blind eye and continued to hit the sword.
The guards naturally recognized them and couldn't help but be shocked and had to take a few steps back.
"Sir members of the staff," the little protector raised his voice: "We are on guard here under the order of the Duke. If you rush into the situation again, it will be regarded as attacking the Duke. Don't blame us for being rude."
Only then did a few people stop angrily.
One of them stood on tiptoe and raised his voice and shouted: "Your Majesty, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We really have to leave as soon as possible. If we don't leave, it will be too late."
"You..." The guards looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
Another person saw this and shouted loudly, "Your Majesty Duke, please quickly turn back and look to the north. That is a super sandstorm."
"In three or four days it will hit the Oasis."
"Once the wind and sand blow over, it will be a devastating blow. If we don't leave early, it will be a question of whether the brothers can survive."
Sandstorm?
The Principality of Langston is located north of the Desert of No Return.
Sandstorms generally blow southward, so they have never happened within the territory. But even if the common people have never eaten pork, they have seen pigs running away, and the guards have naturally heard of the horror of sandstorms.
They were doubtful and couldn't help but look up. Their expressions suddenly changed.
It was noon at this time, and the sun was shining brightly in the south.
The sky in the north had turned dark and gloomy at some point, as if a storm was coming. And the lead dust is rushing towards the south at a visible speed.
Huh~huh~
The wind seemed to be getting stronger again.
The trees and shrubs around me began to rustle. The sand fell from the trees or was blown up by the wind, which made everyone's face hurt.
The guards were panicked. The team leader hesitated and hurried to the lake.
"What's the fuss, what's the fuss!" Archduke Langston couldn't sit still anymore and angrily threw the fishing rod into the water. "You scared away all the fish."
He walked up to several aides gloomily, "What on earth is going on? What's all the fuss about."
"Your Excellency, you are finally out." Several people cried with joy.
If Archduke Langston doesn't come out, they all have the intention to leave on their own.
It's just that the surrounding desert is vast and wild beasts are rampant, so we are just ambitious but not courageous.
"Leave, leave! Where can we go after we leave here?" Langston cursed: "What on earth does Andre do for food? Has the information from the grassland been sent back?"
The staff had a headache: "Your Majesty the Duke, His Excellency Andre has been working very hard to find them. However, the grassland is too big and he has not found the mysterious people yet."
"But the people of Xiliang make a living by herding, and herding requires good grass. Therefore, those who can live near the Desert of No Return are obviously not large tribes. You don't have to worry about your safety."
Grand Duke Langston was noncommittal. He looked up at the northern sky.
"Isn't this sandstorm just a sandstorm? Is it really that scary?"
Several staff members looked constipated.
The Grand Duke has lived in the luxurious Duke's Palace or other hotels for many years, and has hardly interacted with ordinary people. He knows how difficult the world is and how terrible the wind and sand are.
They quickly pulled out the businessman from behind.
"Your Majesty the Duke, this is the leader of Barry's large camel caravan. His caravan travels between Beixiong, Xiliang and Yunchui all year round, so he knows the severity of the wind and sand best."
"Why don't you let him talk?"
"Barry's Camel Caravan," Grand Duke Langston looked at Barry who nodded and bowed reservedly, "I have met the old business leader. He is your father, right. How are you doing now?"
"Thank you, Duke, for your concern!" Barry nodded and bowed, "My father is old, and it is better for him to spend his remaining years at home. The caravan has been handed over to my younger brother."
Grand Duke Langston nodded, "When you return to the Dukedom in the future, remember to ask your father to chat with the Duke at the Duke's Mansion."
Of course, remember to bring the tax.
"Yes, yes." Barry tried his best to smile and bring the topic back.
"Your Majesty the Duke, I am now forty-three years old. I have been traveling with my grandfather and father since I was fifteen years old. The caravan has traveled almost all over this vast desert of no return..."
"Really?" Grand Duke Langston's eyes shone, "I heard that you can sometimes see God's paradise in the Desert of No Return. Have you ever seen it?"
Barry and several staff members looked at each other, and almost vomited blood.
Aren't we talking about sandstorms now?
Why are you getting involved in the ethereal mirage?
"Your Majesty, Duke," Barry suddenly understood why the wealthy Langston Principality fell to its current state of ruin.
He lowered his disappointed eyes: "Those legends are just rumors spread by the world, and they are not true."
But the sandstorms in the north are definitely real.
With the help of several staff members, Barry spent a long time finally telling the horror of the sandstorm.
"So scary?" Archduke Langston's fat face finally became more serious.
"Yes. It's very scary." Several staff members almost burst into tears. "Your Majesty, the sandstorm is certainly scary, but there is something more terrifying than it."
"Oh? What is that?" Grand Duke Langston couldn't help but stretched his neck.
Judging from his appearance, if he was given a stool and melon seeds, Archduke Langston would probably sit down and prepare to listen to the story.
When the staff saw it, they were even more disheartened.
That’s all.
As the saying goes, you should try to take advantage of someone's weakness, so let's try to persuade him one last time.
cough!
They coughed.
"When the wind and sand come, not only us humans, but other animals also need to find a place to take shelter. But at the same time, they also need to drink water and eat."
"So when the time comes, animals that eat meat or grass will all retreat back to the oasis. Sir Duke, think about what will happen?"
"We can hunt now." Archduke Langston replied subconsciously.
"Your Majesty the Duke is right." Several staff members looked at each other helplessly, "We can hunt, but on the other hand, animals will also hunt us."
In the past, when the weather was nice and sunny, many animals would choose to leave the oasis and look for food nearby because they were afraid of humans.
Despite this, incidents of animal injuries to humans often occur.
Although Grand Duke Langston brought a lot of medicinal materials with him on this trip, he almost used up all the antidotes in order to treat various poisonous bites.
Now all the animals are forced together.
When the sky is full of wind and sand and no one can see anything, instead of humans hunting, it is better to say that animals hunt in turn.
Grand Duke Langston nodded, finally understanding.
"It's okay," he didn't care. "We brought a lot of slaves."
When the time comes, let the slaves stay outside, and those meat-eating beasts such as sand wolves and the like will come over and there will definitely be enough for them to eat.
"The sun is so bright now, and it's so tiring to travel. We have to wait."
Several staff members and Barry were stunned and speechless for a moment.
