The warm winter sun shines on the flat mountain road.

The snow hasn't completely melted yet, but there is already a hint of green on both sides of the road.

The heavy and rhythmic sound of horses' hooves comes from far and near. After a while, four figures on horseback appeared on the mountain road.

Lady Moghley tugged on the reins, and the white horse that sat down immediately slowed down. The other three behind her also pulled the reins and slowed down.

There is a fork in the road that forks left and right.

On the left is a narrow gravel road that leads deep into the forest on the left. As far as the eye can see, most of them are trees, and the narrow gravel road leads to a secluded path, and the zigzag looms in the woods.

On the right side is still a gentle and open avenue. The avenue made a turn of about thirty degrees at the fork, stretching straight into the distance, with no end in sight.

On the left side of the fork near the mountain forest is a crooked wooden stake with a plank nailed to the top. Judging by the style of the stake and plank, it should be a street sign. At this moment, the street sign is covered with a thin layer of snow, which obscures the contents of the wooden board, and it is completely impossible to read what is written on it.

Fang Qiuling stepped forward and reached out to gently wipe the snow from the street sign.

The snow fell on the planks, revealing dark brown lines and carved words.

"This is it."

The words on the wooden board made Fang Qiuling nod slightly. He tightened the reins and steered his horse down the narrow rocky path towards the forest.

Without saying a word, Miss Moghley followed. Old Tom and Pastor Ed glanced at each other, then horseback followed.

Narrow gravel roads meander and wind. After a few turns, the trees on both sides gradually densed and began to encroach on the gravel pavement. The road surface also began to undulate, as if entering a hillside.

After another distance, two turns, the road ahead became steeper.

The lead, Ms. Mogre, clenched her fists and made a stop gesture. She looked around, then jumped off her mount.

- The road ahead is too steep for the horses to get up.

"How far is it, Mr. Norn?"

“…… Come on, go up this slope, go up another slope and you'll be there. ”

"Okay."

The group tied their mounts to the side of the gravel road and hit the road again.

Climb this hill and continue up to a small village that is not marked on the map.

In my memory, there are not many people living in the village, only more than ten, and they are all related to each other before. The small village is calm and peaceful, with green fields and distant mountain scenery as far as the eye can see, like a paradise.

However, in fact, the village has long been controlled by the spies of the Dark Nation Mamo. The older and wiser village is the necromancer himself, and the seemingly friendly villagers reveal their bloodthirsty and crazy side at night, and the bones are buried under the green fields.

In the game, the village is a small dungeon that players usually use as a place to level up. After the outbreak of the First Kuroshio War, the necromancer with the title of village chief used the magical materials collected over the years to open a medium-sized portal, which became an important stronghold for the Dark Nation to suppress the eastern part of the Misty Lake.

At this time, the first Kuroshio War had not yet fully broken out, and the necromancer in the village ...... It was uncertain whether the construction of the teleportation circle was completed or not, Fang Qiuling tended to be completed, because this kind of thing must be done as far in advance as possible, and it may not necessarily be used to start cramming again. However, he can be 100% sure that he must be involved in the current plague raging in the Misty Lake area. So Fang Qiuling proposed to delay a little, take a detour, and kill this guy! When Ms. Moegre heard this, she immediately agreed.

“…… Ma'am, haven't you dealt much with wizards? ”

While climbing up the steep slope with both hands and feet, Fang Qiuling asked a question.

“……”

In the face of Fang Qiuling's inquiry, Ms. Mogre replied silently.

"Yes, oh......" The silence was also an answer, and it could also express a clear meaning, Fang Qiuling immediately understood, "This place in the Misty Lake has no resources, no money, and there are really no famous wizards. It's ...... to deal with."

What Fang Qiuling meant in his words was that there were no decent spellcasters in the Misty Lake area, and even if he wanted to understand it, he couldn't get started. But there was actually a deeper reason, but he didn't say it. The reason for this can actually be said to be a stain on the temple.

The temple is a symbol of theocracy, and the divine magic bestowed by the gods is the foundation of theocracy. Magic, not given by the gods, but possessed the power of magic, is in itself a challenge to divine power, even blasphemous. To the clergy who serve the gods, individuals with magical powers, including druids who worship nature and psykers who wield psychic powers, are "enemies". As for the wizards who explore the path of the dead or study the principles of the taboo, they are "the first to destroy among the enemy"!

Individuals with magical powers are in a sense indeed a source of instability, which can have a negative impact on local security. At the same time, the existence of individuals with magical powers can also hinder the spread of the teachings of the gods, which is not conducive to the development of believers.

The temple wanted to keep all magical powers and magical items under surveillance, which would not only facilitate the spread of doctrine but also divine rule, while also enhancing the temple's strength. But in this way, the soil in which the folk cultivated spellcasters will no longer exist, and the "wild" casters will also become "rare species". The Kingdom of Kartas, for example, had a similar sign.

Most of the inhabitants of the Kingdom of Karthas are followers of the god of wind, Notos, and the prestige of the temple of Notos is in full swing in the Kingdom of Karthas. Although the caster's life in the Kingdom of Karthas cannot be said to be like a rat crossing the street, it is also an indisputable fact that he is struggling to survive.

In this western part of the continent of Araka, it is no secret that the Kingdom of Karthas is lagging behind in magical power. In the conflicts with its neighbors, the kingdom can be said to have suffered enough from the lack of magical power, and has to rely on the priests and paladins of the temple of Notos to cover the situation......

Climbing up a steep slope, a pointed roof peeks out of the dense woods.

"Ma'am, do you know Paranthas? The eternal capital of neutrality, the sanctuary of magicians. Fang Qiuling's words paused slightly, and then continued, "The magicians of Paranthas are not only wizards, but also other spellcasters such as warlocks and psionics...... The magicians of Paranthas have been studying magic for a long time, and one of the most important studies is the duration of the effects of spells......"

"What does this have to do with what you said that killing the source can't stop the plague?"

Pastor Ed rode up and interjected.

"As I said earlier, even if you kill all the people behind it, you can stop the plague from spreading further. People who have been infected with the plague still have to find other ways to save them, none of you believe it, and say that I have nothing to do! ”

"What? Isn't that right? Pastor Ed climbed up panting, the bruises on his face had largely receded, but his face was still slightly swollen, "I've met it, I've encountered it when I've traveled before. Kill the devil who started the plague, and you'll be fine. ”

"How many times have you encountered it?"

"How many times can this be? Just once! Once is scary enough! ”

"It is estimated that the blind cat met a dead mouse, and it just so happens that the guy's business is not good and his methods are not skilled......"

"!"

Pastor Ed couldn't help but explode.

"Alright, don't interrupt. You think I'm going to say so much? It's not for you to understand how terrible the plague is and how difficult it is! Especially the magical plague that the necromancer made! ”

Speaking of the magic plague caused by the necromancer, Fang Qiuling felt that his head was big. It's not that there is no way to compare the treatment, but ......

Lady Moghley and Old Tom were not involved in the conversation, but they were actually somewhat unimpressed, for they both had experience dealing with the plague.

The plague was indeed terrible. Especially in the Middle Ages, where the level of medical care was low, it could be said that there was no cure. The only response is to isolate and make a strict distinction between the sick and the healthy. As long as all the people infected with the plague die, the plague will be destroyed......

But Elune is still different from the present world, and the biggest difference is that Elune is a high-demon world. The power of "Zhiyuan" can bring countless miracles in reality!

Spells: Cure Disease - The list of standard spells for academic wizards is at the third level, and it is still in the category of low-level spells. Although the spell level is not high, it has excellent results in healing diseases! Minor diseases are basically eliminated from surgery to disease. More serious diseases, a few more brushes can be cured!

In addition to spells, magic potions also contain potions to remove diseases, and the effect is also good. However, profiteers who sell magic potions usually mix water in the potion, and a bottle of potion is mixed with water and sold in four or five bottles, and the effect of the potion is ......

However, it can be quite expensive to ask a caster to cast a spell. Only the aristocracy can afford it, and it is also the rich big nobles, and the small nobles can't afford it either. Buy magic potions, on the one hand, there is a possibility of shoddy, and on the other hand, the price is also not cheap. At the same time, whether it is casting spells to get rid of diseases or buying magic potions, you need to find a spellcaster, and most of the casters have a bad reputation. All of them have a history of turning people into frogs, rabbits, reptiles, and so on when they are unhappy......

In contrast, the most used and widely recognized is holy water.

I have a headache and a fever in my brain, so I go to the temple and ask for a bottle of holy water; If you have a cold and fever, go to the temple and ask for a bottle of holy water; Bruises, vomiting and diarrhea, don't say more, or go to the temple and ask for a bottle of holy water.

More serious, such as...... What about an unknown disease? It's better to go to the temple and ask for holy water, and of course, remember to donate some money! What should I do if a bottle of holy water is not good to drink? Simple, one more bottle!

The name of holy water "universal medicine" is not in vain!

It was precisely because of the presence of holy water that Miss Mogre and Pastor Ed only felt troubled by the plague, and did not think that there was any big threat.