Pouring the last bottle of potion into the mouth of the plague-infected, Ziegler curled the corners of his mouth as he swallowed slowly.

The cure for the plague of cysts was developed so quickly thanks to the mage called Dodd before.

"Is that guy dead?"

After the disinfection was completed, Ziegler walked out of the ward, and at this time, the black dragon sitting on the bench on the side asked casually.

"Of course he's not dead...... Ziegler smiled and shook his head, "I won't let him die until I find the final mastermind." I'm a cautious red dragon, and if he dies, how will I vent my anger?"

Cervantes glanced up at the red dragon, snorted, and closed his eyes again.

He hasn't had much work lately, so once he's free, he'll sit outside these wards and watch over them.

After the lockdown was lifted, a lot of news got out, and the maid wasn't sure how many spies were still lurking in Wende City that she didn't know, but there would certainly be no less.

The ward is completely closed, and even the air has to go through filtration and disinfection procedures before it can be released, although it is very troublesome, but it is not possible to do this.

Cervantes sat outside the wards to prevent anyone from coming here to wreak havoc, and once the wards were broken and the plague was released, the city of Winder would be in danger.

"On the way, I unlocked the silence spell on his body, and learned that his name was 'Dodd', but I couldn't tell which part he belonged to, as if even he didn't know ......"

Ziegler sat down beside the black dragon and stretched his body, "In this way, it seems that it is not the person behind him who gave up on him in the first place, but the dragon hunting order itself, no one knows their identities except for their superiors and partners who act together." ”

Stretching his back, Ziegler suddenly thought of something very interesting.

"Hey, Cervantes, how did the Dragon Hunter Order ensure that their people had this level of secrecy?" the red dragon smiled, his eyes full of curiosity, "I really want to know......

Although he was able to restore Dodd's state to before the test drug through divine magic, the plague on his body could not be removed.

This is what makes Ziegler the most curious, in order to torture Dodd, he deliberately spent a lot of money to buy many magic scrolls from the Church of Fortune, while destroying Dodd's body to a thousand holes, while repairing his body, and trying to learn some information about the Dragon Hunting Order from him.

Unfortunately, but not surprisingly, he failed.

The Dragon Hunting Order is similar to the Omniscient Eye, the general public is not aware of their existence at all, even the Dragon Witch Cult that has been suppressed by the Dragon Hunting Order is more famous than them.

Even the rulers of a country are not necessarily aware of their existence, because they do not interfere with the ruler's rule at all, nor do they do anything to destroy them.

It's ridiculous to say that they are like a bunch of idealists who don't want to hurt innocent people other than their own 'ideas'.

However, if it is for their own ideals, they can trample on all the laws of the world, and they can kill everyone who stands in their way - those trafficked orthodox elves are the best example.

"How could I possibly know?"

Cervantes clasped his hands around and leaned back in his chair, his eyes still closed, but a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, "The Silver Dragon Clan is coming, those guys should come, right? Do they only dare to hunt the lone dragon? You know, if the Silver Dragon Clan is really coming, there are many young dragons......"

The smile on Ziegler's face slowly faded, and his eyes narrowed, "You had the idea to fight in the first place?"

"Of course not...... Black Dragon sneered, shook his head and said, "Although I, Cervantes, am despicable and shameless, I will still abide by the rule that if there is a battle between the dragon clan, it is not allowed to hurt its cubs, but since they are coming, then use the young dragon to catch fish by the way, with me, there are so many strong people in the Silver Dragon Clan, do you still need to be afraid of the Dragon Hunting Order?"

"Even if they have a strong man comparable to a legend, but so what?" Cervantes opened his eyes slightly, and an awe-inspiring look flashed in his eyes, "This is my home field, and here, I am the 'god of the earth'!"

The red dragon was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

He almost forgot that Cervantes really became famous only a few years ago, although the title of 'God of the Earth', which was faintly circulated in the circles of some powerful people, was a bit watery, but it also showed that Cervantes was powerful.

Not every Legend has the power to be the embodiment of a tyrannical deity after receiving the blessing of a legendary spell, not to mention that the avatar was a battle avatar from the beginning.

"What are you going to do with these people?" Ziegler knocked on the glass window beside him with his backhand.

Their plague is almost cured, as long as they continue to take medicine.

Although the current potion to treat the plague is still a magic potion and costs a lot of money, Ziegler believes that he is confident that he can cure the plague through the means of ordinary people in a short time, and only ordinary potions are needed to 'tame' the plague.

Wende City won't charge for treating them, after all, they're the best publicity.

Next, Wende City should announce that he has defeated a plague, and then he can take the opportunity to clear his name, but these people still have some trouble.

They had been lying in the ward for half a month, and even the more obtuse people probably guessed something - magic could not cure the plague on them.

They may not be sure, but after all, Wende City did not rely on the power of divine magic to heal them, but used potions, and it has to be said that if Wende City did not admit to using them as test subjects in order to develop a potion to cure the plague, they would think so.

Serena's reputation was so good that after this incident, her reputation would skyrocket, even to the point where people would think that magic could not cure the plague, rather than that the maid master was going to test them.

Ziegler knew from the emotions displayed by those people that if Serena had been a deity, she would have gained at least thirty fanatical believers and hundreds of devout believers this time.

Before that, no one could cure the plague, and once the plague was discovered, the sick would be immediately isolated, and then wait for the onset of the disease, or not wait for the sick person to get sick at all, and directly burn the sick person to death to prevent the plague from spreading.

This may seem barbaric, but it's the only way to do it!

Divine magic can get rid of the plague, but the common people will not have the money to get the priest to rid themselves of the plague, and there are not many gods who will help the common people without asking for anything in return, except for the priest of the God of Suffering.

Now the question is whether Serena will destroy her reputation and make people deceive themselves and hold on to the last 'hope'.

No, that's probably not a problem......

Cervantes turned to Ziegler and sneered, and then Ziegler reacted.

He probably shouldn't have asked such a 'stupid' question, which had only one answer from the start!

It was impossible for Serena to destroy her reputation and give the nobles and wealthy merchants who possessed the magic to cure the plague on their bodies a last hope.

Ziegler smiled self-deprecatingly, and then he heard Cervantes say, "Serra told you to come over after the treatment......"

"Huh?" Ziegler was stunned, "Is there any new progress in the research of the Elemental Furnace?"

"No ......"

Cervantes shook his head, "It's 'another'!"

Is the other ...... 'network'?

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