The work of analysis has been postponed for the time being, and the most important thing now is the production of the antidote!

Calvin gritted his teeth and dragged his weak body to support himself.

There are different kinds of plagues that have broken out in the Empire, and although the Church of Radiance has given them the formulas for the antidotes to these plagues, it takes time to produce, especially when these antidotes are still 'magic potions'!

He needs to gather a large group of mages, and he also needs a large group of pharmacists as a support, otherwise he will not be able to produce at all.

Although the Church of Radiance and the Church of Fortune helped them establish the Plague Quarantine, some of the plagues had a long enough incubation period that the 'suspicious' information could be presented before the plague broke out.

During the incubation period, a large number of people were infected, especially those areas where the plague broke out were still relatively developed cities with commerce and transportation, which led to the fact that until now they have not found all the plague infected people, and some people have fled because they are infected with the plague themselves, because they do not know that the antidote to the plague has been developed on the Mendez continent.

While the clergy and rangers were able to track them down quickly to find most of the plague infected, a few others ran into the wilderness and were hard to find.

Coupled with the fact that he had just changed his body and had not fully recovered, Calvin felt that he was about to burn out.

If it weren't for a sense of mission supporting him, he would have fallen long ago.

It was difficult to hand over the task to others, who did not have his ability to co-ordinate, because the empire was too vast to bring all the mages and apothecaries together for the production of the antidote, and then transport it over, which was too slow.

Borrowing magical artifacts and the internal communication systems of the Church of Radiance and the Church of Fortune, Calvin was able to remotely direct the production of antidotes elsewhere.

The similar communication systems that appeared in the hands of the Church of Fortune and the Church of Radiance made him curious, but he also knew what was important, and chose to ignore it, which also prevented others from getting to the bottom of it.

It would be nice if the empire could have something like this, but that's not what matters now!

"Mr. Calvin!"

There was a knock on the door, and Calvin replied with a "Please come in", and was a little surprised to see the cardinal of the Radiant Church walking in through the door.

"What's the matter?" Calvin asked, confused.

"Yes!" the cardinal nodded solemnly, and took a cube out of his pocket and placed it on the table in front of them.

Calvin frowned at the sight of this metal cube glowing with blue light, he recognized this thing, this was a magical artifact, a magical artifact that could be used to isolate any message.

He wouldn't have cared too much if someone else had taken it out, but the person who took it out was the cardinal of the Glorious Church...... Kind of interesting!

After glancing at the cardinal for a few moments, and seeing that he didn't mean to explain, Calvin pondered for a while, raised his hand and tapped the cube, and said, "Release." ”

As the words fell, the blue light that was free on the surface of the cube suddenly stopped, weaving a web of light on the surface, and then began to spread in all directions, passing through the desk and the human body, and finally coating each wall of the room with a film of light.

After waiting for this to be over, Calvin looked up at the cardinal, chuckled and asked, "Bishop Griff, please be seated!"

After watching the cardinal pull out the chair across from him and sit down, Calvin bowed slightly.

Although there is no need to worry about what this cardinal church has done to him, after all, he was born in the Glorious Church, but now that he is weak, if this bishop is not his real body, but someone else is disguised, then he will be in big trouble.

"Mr. Calvin, because of the urgency of the situation, I'll cut it short. ”

As soon as Bishop Griff took his seat, he said straight to the point, and to be honest, Calvin was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that the cardinal's face was still solemn, it didn't seem to be fake, Calvin also had a solemn face, and said with a bow: "Lord Bishop, you say, I will listen with my ears." ”

"Here's the thing, our church wants to borrow some of the Empire's eyeliner in the Mor Merchant Federation to do something, I hope you can ask Your Majesty for advice!"

After saying that, Bishop Griff lowered his head, "This is a request from His Majesty the King of Light!"

Calvin's eyes widened, and he subconsciously held his breath.

The King of Light?A request from the God of Light?In that case, why didn't he ask His Majesty directly, but instead made a detour and found him......

Calvin pursed the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath, stared at the cardinal in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "Bishop Griff...... Can you tell me what happened? Is His Majesty the King of Light worried about not being able to speak directly to His Majesty?"

The cardinal was silent for a moment, "...... Mr. Calvin, I hope that you will not tell anyone about this matter but Your Majesty, nor will you mention it in a veiled manner. Can you do it?"

Hearing this, Calvin took a breath, tapped his index finger on the table, and immersed himself in deep thought.

What does this mean? Absolute confidentiality!

Except for Your Majesty, you can't talk to anyone, and you can't 'mention it vaguely', I'm afraid that you can't even talk to yourself......

Calvin Horan looked up and asked urgently, "Bishop Griff, what exactly do you want to do?!"

At that moment, he was blessed with a heart, and he thought of something terrible.

I hope that's not what Bishop Griff is talking about...... But this is obviously impossible!

"Mr. Calvin, just as you thought!" replied the cardinal, his eyes cold.

"You're cheating me?!"

Calvin thumped the table in frustration, and the cubes and teacups on the table jumped up, making a screeching sound in the 'quiet' space.

"Not really. Bishop Griff said dryly, "These are all things that you thought of yourself, and in fact I didn't say anything." ”

What he said was not convincing at all!

Calvin glared at him through gritted teeth, but the cardinal's face was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the dignified public face grinding his teeth, Calvin leaned back sharply and asked angrily, "Say, what is this? Why did you find me? Compared to me, someone should be able to see Your Majesty more easily, right?"

Calvin looked at Bishop Griff with disgruntle, to see what else he could say, but he heard the cardinal sigh faintly: "Because this has something to do with what you're doing right now......

Calvin's face froze, and his eyes were fixed on the cardinal in front of him.

He really guessed it......

After taking a deep breath, Calvin still couldn't help but laugh angrily: "The Plague Church, or the God of Plague may be in the Moore Commercial Federation?"

"Yes. The cardinal nodded, emphatically, "'Maybe'!"

Looking up at the blue glow-filled ceiling, Calvin couldn't help but mutter, "That's a lot of trouble......

While patting his thigh with his hand, Calvin pondered for a moment before asking tentatively, "Who is the actor? Even if we use our eyeliner over there, it is impossible to find out the plague church or the plague god, right?"

"The wind of sorrow. Bishop Griff only mentions this term.

Slightly stunned, a smile returned to Calvin's face, and he suddenly pulled his collar in the heat.

"Really?"

Calvin couldn't help but nod his head, gritting his teeth and laughing, "That's good! That's good......"

After laughing for a while, Calvin calmed down and said in a low voice: "Bishop Griff, I can only guarantee that this matter will reach His Majesty's ears, and the decision will not be up to me......"

The cardinal nodded solemnly, "That's enough!"

"So......" Taking a deep breath, Calvin couldn't help but laugh again, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he stretched out his hand to the cardinal sitting opposite, "Happy cooperation?"

Bishop Griff also stretched out his hand, two strong hands clasped together.

"Happy working together!"