In the grand basilica of the church, the priest of Philip was looking down at a farmer kneeling at his feet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The other party's originally burly figure is now clumped, his hands are trembling slightly, and his skin is abnormally blue and purple, or in half a day, these color patches will condense into black spots, and eventually spread to the whole body - until today, he has not been infected, and he is considered strong enough.

"I know you, who lives in Stone Hill in Dongcheng District, and often brings some fresh wheat grains to the church. The priest spoke.

"You...... Remember me!, Priest," he said, kowtowing repeatedly, "my family is infected with an evil disease, and I—I need the Elixir of the Holy Spirit, please—"

"But what have you brought to the church this time? The elixir is not something to be given at will," said Fee, unhurriedly, "and it requires you to exchange it with a pious heart. ”

"I—I was cheated out of money by the rats in order to buy medicine," Ishiyama said tremblingly, "Please forgive me for not being sincere, I shouldn't have looked for shortcuts to the black market." I only have the last egg left, so please take it. He pulled a round egg out of his bosom and raised his hands above his head.

"Placing your hopes in the black market, full of fraud and injustice, will naturally be punished, but the gods will always lend a helping hand to the lost lamb, and only those who realize their mistakes will go further and further on the pilgrimage," Ferry said, taking the egg and smiling, "Get up, God forgive you." ”

"Really, really?" said Ishiyama in disbelief.

"The angels of God never deceive. Fei Li beckoned, and another believer immediately stepped forward with a box of potions. He picked out four bottles and handed them to the other person. "If I'm not mistaken, there are four people in your family, right?"

"Yes, my lord," he swallowed, took the Elixir in his hand, leaned down and kissed the priest's shoe, "thank you, thank you! I will definitely dedicate my life to the Church and to the true God!"

The onlookers were also touched by this scene and cheered for the addition of a devout person to the church family.

When the cheers stopped, Fei Li pressed down his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said aloud: "Next." ”

......

This ritual lasted until dusk.

As the clock rang on the hour of the royal city, the priest of Fei Li left the main hall after announcing the end of the ceremony for the day and the continuation of tomorrow morning, and the crowd retained and begged.

Although his body was a little tired, he was still in good spirits, and he stood in the main hall listening to the pleas and prayers of the people, and looked at their eagerness to please him, and he couldn't help but feel that he was a god.

No, it is the church itself that is like a god, and Fei Li thinks that after developing evil plagues and medicines, he can easily control the life and death of others, and what is the difference between this power and the true God. He couldn't help but feel that the most correct choice he had made in his life was to give up inheriting the family business and devote himself to the church instead.

In the face of such power, there is simply no one who can stop it. Wealthy merchants, powerful aristocrats, are willing to give up everything in exchange for a chance to live in the face of death.

Back in the back hall, a priest hurriedly greeted him and whispered in his ear, "My lord, a rat has reported that the situation has been discovered. ”

"About what?"

"Fugitives from the East, he won't tell you until he sees you. The priest replied.

According to the previous instructions of the Church, Fei Li should make full use of the evil plague and the antidote to convert as many believers as possible for Hermes, so it was also part of his plan to win over the fugitives, but it was not so important compared to the citizens of the royal capital. He had planned to spend another two or three days, waiting for the homeless wanderers to die halfway through the illness before going out of the city for treatment, and at the same time allowing them to fill the void in the royal capital. In this way, ninety percent of the population of a huge royal city will become believers in the church, and such a feat, together with the previous edict of the king's conquest, may be enough for him to go one step further and step into the bishopric position.

At least when it comes to rewarding meritorious deeds, the Church has done a very fair job, never taking into account the lineage and status of meritorious persons, and as long as they perform well, they can be promoted.

Could it be that something went wrong among the fugitives?

He suppressed the doubts in his heart and said quietly, "You take him to the secret room, I'll be there later." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Fei Li took off his priestly robes, took out a soft armor from the closet and put it on, put on a loose coat, and after a little tidying up in front of the silver mirror, he walked towards the secret room.

In a small room in the basement, the priest saw the "informer"—a disheveled, scorched, thin arm that could see the shape of a bone at a glance. Strangely enough, however, no symptoms of dark spots were seen on him.

"My lord, my name is Needle Eye," said the other party as soon as he saw the priest, kneeling, "I have important information to tell you." ”

"Say it. ”

"But......" he looked up at the other two in the agent's room, and stopped talking.

"It's all right, this is the Priest of Shattrath, my right-hand man," said Fee, "and the other is Brownfang, who takes care of this secret chamber and almost never leaves it. ”

"Then I'll say it, but what you promised—"

"The potion is here," he impatiently pulled out a blue vial and shook it, "as long as your information is valuable, I will naturally cure your evil plague." ”

"My lord, I assure you that this information is absolutely astonishing," Needle Eye said, raising his head, "I have seen it with my own eyes that there is a steady stream of fugitives, and there are empty boats all over the canals. I'm afraid that in a few days, they will be able to take all the fugitives away. ”

"Take those dark spot patients?" Fei Li frowned, "You read that right?"

He had received news of a fleet of refugees from the East before, but this was normal - nobles everywhere liked to take advantage of natural or man-made disasters in other realms to loot a group of laborers at a very low cost. Anyway, when the evil plague breaks out, those fools will naturally be punished by the gods. But now...... How can anyone take in refugees knowing that the evil epidemic is rampant?

"No, they have a cure for the disease!" After the mercenaries gave the patient a strange bag of water, the dark spots quickly faded. It was also claimed that they came from the West, and that if the fugitives followed the fleet, they would receive food, shelter, and honorarium. Needle Eye paused, "The most incredible thing is that there are witches in this group!"

"What did you say?"

"Indeed, my lord," he cried, "I got on the boat in the ranks of fugitives, and at first I didn't notice it, until someone jumped out of the boat and fled, and the mercenaries on the shore gave chase after me, and I noticed that the black shadow hovering in the sky was not a bird, but a flying witch." I was too frightened to move, and it was not until the sailboat had sailed for miles and there was no longer any sign of the witch that I found an opportunity to escape by jumping overboard, and it took me almost a day to return. Needle Eye rubbed his hands, "My lord, do you think this information is worth exchanging for a bottle of holy medicine?"

"Wait, you said they had a cure for the disease, and you drank the potion, so you don't have any illness right now?" asked Fee.

"Uh...... That's true, but didn't you say that if you get valuable news, you can—" Needleeye grinned awkwardly, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth.

I see, he wanted to take this bottle of Holy Spirit Elixir that was no longer used and sell it on the black market, Fei Li pondered for a moment, "How many people are on the other side? Are you sure they are all mercenaries of the caravan?"

"That's true, they have no armor, no horses, and their weapons are all wooden poles and spears, and they are ...... in number," Needle Eye scratched his head, "no more than a hundred!"

"Where are the boats?"

"This ...... I don't know, most of the ships are not flagged, and even if they do, I don't recognize them. Anyway, the mercenary himself said that the fleet would sail to the west. Yes...... By the way, he also mentioned that this was a recruitment by the lord of the border town. "It seems that in order to clear the land, the lord needs to contain a lot of manpower. That's all I can remember. ”

"Well, it's a very important information sacrifice," the priest took a deep breath after hearing this, took out the blue potion from his bosom, and threw it towards the eye of the needle, "Take it, it's yours." ”

"Thank you, thank you, sir!" the latter scrambled to catch the bottle, and suddenly shuddered, his eyes widened. I saw a slender short sword piercing through his neck, the tip of the sword emitting a faint cold light, and standing behind him was the old and aging manager of the secret room.

. (To be continued.) )