The sun was still scorching, and the fire elemental lingered in the atmosphere, raising the temperature in the afternoon.

Today is the second day of Grush's arrival in Marat, and the name of the city is 'Marat', and he lives in the home of a commoner, because the Principality of Eagle is not commercial, and basically every town needs to be self-sufficient, so it is considered a union of city-states, rather than a country in the traditional sense.

It is worth mentioning that Grush's status as a paladin made him popular with many people here, which surprised him a little.

He had just landed on the Eagle Plateau, and in the north of the Eagle Principality, he was the sphere of influence of the Agricultural Church, and although the clergy were also enthusiastic, they would not be like the commoners on the Eagle Plateau, which flattered him a little.

In the north of the Eagle Principality, he only knew so much about the Eagle Principality, and he only now knew that the Holy Warriors were so popular here.

"Lord Grush, do you need water?"

Outside, the owner's house, dressed in plain linen, knocked on the paladin's door.

Grush, also dressed in a cloth coat, opened the door, nodded to the host and smiled: "No, thank you, but I don't need it." By the way, is there anyone sick around here? I think I can go and see, although I am a paladin, I also have the ability to heal, I can help. ”

After hearing Grush's words, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up obviously, "Oh, you are so kind, we do have patients here......"

The middle-aged man's voice stopped abruptly, he suddenly frowned, shook his head and said, "No, it shouldn't be considered a disease, but we don't know what it is." ”

These two diametrically opposed words made Grush confused.

It's like a 'disease', but it's not a 'disease'? Could it be that the body has been eroded by some evil force?

"Master, can you take me there?" Grush's brow furrowed, "Listening to your description, I think there may be some evil force that has eaten away at those people's bodies. ”

"No ......"

Contrary to Grush's imagination, this middle-aged man with a somewhat strong body was not frightened by his words, but shook his head and sighed: "Your Excellency Grush, in fact, in Mara, although we do not have a church, we still have monks, and the sun god has given the monks holy power, so that they can save the suffering. The monks examined ...... and found that they were not sick at all, but that they were in good health, but that their limbs were weak and difficult to move. ”

'Healthy, but weak and unable to move?' Grush frowned and fell into deep thought.

He also knew what a 'monk' was, and he had known it when he was a paladin of the Church of Radiance.

They were also priests under the crown of Jean Urser, but unlike the other priests, they admired the simultaneous training of body and mind, believing that abandoning all possessions would purify their minds and make it easier for them to enter the realm of 'meditation' and sympathy with the sun, so they generally did not keep any possessions.

These monks ate and drank dew, or begged for food with the common people, and at the same time, in the past, they would also use the holy power they possessed to help others, so it can be said that they are a group of people who are very admirable, but they are not recommended to learn, and if it is not for those who have a strong faith, they will not be able to persevere.

Monks don't exist only on the Eagle Plateau, there are monks even in the Ogordon Empire, so Grush knows very well how strong their faith is and how powerful their holy power is.

"But if you don't try it, who knows what the result will be......"

Grush took a deep breath and rubbed his fingers against the cover: "Maybe I'm still weak compared to the monks, but I'm from the 'outside' and my mastery may be a little different from the monks, so I think I should check it out." Master, I won't bother you to show me the way, you just show me the way. ”

Seeing that this holy warrior was so persistent, the middle-aged man sighed and did not persuade anything more.

He showed Grush the way, and then went about his work.

Not far away, only two hundred feet to the left, Grush stood in front of the door, looked up at the blackstone house, stepped forward and knocked on the wooden door.

"Is anyone home?"

Grush shouted three times outside the door, and waited a long time before someone opened the door.

"What's the matter?"

Behind the door stood a young man with a bad complexion, his skin was brown and red, and his sideburns hung down with a slender braid, and his complexion was not very good, but he was slightly startled when he saw Grush.

Grush, with a familiar temperament, was dressed in a coarse linen coat and holding a thick book in his hand, which looked familiar......

Just like those monks!

Without waiting for the young man to say anything, Grush introduced himself first: "Hello sir, I am a holy warrior under the crown of Karl, named 'Grush', who has just come to Mara and is temporarily staying at Mr. Hal's house. I heard that a strange thing happened in the city, so I thought I would come and see if there was anything that could help, so don't be surprised. ”

“...... Please come in. ”

It wasn't just Grush's temperament that convinced the young man of his words, but also because he had clear eyes and a holy light shining in his hands.

Most of the people of the Eagle Principality believe in the God of Light, but they also have the same respect for the God of Justice, and the Paladins are their guests.

Holy power is a power that every priest can control, but the Holy Light can only be used by holy warriors or Holy Spirit priests, which is a common knowledge in the Eagle Principality.

Drops of sweat slipped down his sideburns, and Grush was already sweating profusely just by standing outside the door and being exposed to the sun.

But even though he was sweating profusely, Grush never gave up, and stood outside the door waiting for the door to open the door.

"My name is Penu ......"

A few rays of sunlight shone into the room through the thick curtains, the only light in the room.

Stepping on the soft but tough wooden ladder, Penu led Grush up to the second floor.

"The 'patient' that Uncle Hal is talking about is my sister Hana. ”

Walking in the narrow corridor on the second floor, which was not enough for the two of them to walk side by side, Penu pushed open the door of the innermost room, looked at the girl lying on the bed and said: "Hana has not been able to get up from the bed for three months, but the masters say that Hana is very healthy, there is nothing wrong with her bones and muscles, but she doesn't know what happened, she can't stand up, and it is difficult for her to even eat by herself." ”

On the Eagle Plateau, if you are exposed to the sun, you will feel that the weather is very hot, but if you avoid the sun, then you will feel very cool.

In the room, the girl was covered with a fur quilt and was sleeping with her eyes closed.

"Hana needs to sleep for at least ten hours a day, there is no clock at home, it is difficult for us to judge the time, but the little master of the lord's family is too, everyone in the Mara who has this disease is ......"

In Penu's words, Grush noticed something.

The young master of the lord's family also had this disease, and there were quite a few people in this town who had the same disease, but - the people who lived with these sick people day and night, such as Penu himself, did not get sick!

Is it a contagious disease? If so, what is the channel of transmission? Or rather, it is not a disease at all!

If this is not a disease, then why do these 'patients' behave the way they do, and what do they have in common before they 'get sick'?

Grush felt as if he had caught a clue, and those similarities were not necessarily explicit, but could also be implicit!

By this time Penu had quietly closed the door, leaning weakly against the wall, his hands covering his face.

"Someone has already died of this disease, I want to go out to work, but I need to take care of Hana, and there is not much food at home......"

Looking at Pennu's painful appearance, Grush hesitated a little, but after a moment of silence, he still stared at him and asked, "Mr. Pennu, I don't think it's a disease, and certainly not a curse!"

"Is there anything in common between your sister and those who have behaved this way?"