In the grand church, the priest of Pfeiffer looked down at a farmer who knelt at his feet.

The other side's original burly figure, now has a tidbit, hands slightly trembling, the skin emerges abnormally blue-purple, in less than half a day, these blocks will condense into dark spots, and eventually spread to the whole body - until today was infected, it is considered strong enough.

"I know you, living in the eastern city of Shishan, often bring some fresh wheat grains to the church."The priest spoke.

“You... remember me!"Great, my lord the priest," he said, kowtowing, "my whole family is infected with evil diseases, I and I need the Holy Spirit, please——"

But what did you bring to the church this time?“Holy medicine is not something that can be given at will,” said the ceremony without delay. “It requires you to exchange it with a pious heart.”

"I, I, in order to buy medicine, the money has been cheated by the rats," Shishan said tremblingly, "please forgive my heart for my insincerity, should not seek shortcuts from the black market."I have only one egg left now, so please take it."He took a rolled round egg from his arms and raised his hands above his head.

“Pending hope to the black market full of fraud and injustice will naturally be punished, but the gods will always lend a hand to the lost lamb, and only those who realize their mistakes will go further and further on the pilgrimage,” said Pey, taking the egg, smiling.

“Really, really?”The mountain does not dare to believe.

“The messengers of God never lie.”The feud beckoned, and another believer immediately came forward with a box of potions.He took out four bottles and handed them into each other’s hands.“If I’m not mistaken, you’re four people in your family?”

"Yes!"Sir," he swallowed, took the Holy Spirit's potion in his hand, and leaned down to kiss the priest's shoes, "thank you, thank you!I will give my whole life to the church and to the true God.”

The spectators were also moved by the scene, cheering and delighted the addition of a new devout to the church family.

When the cheers stopped a little, Peyrup pressed down to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said, "The next one."

...

This ritual continued until dusk.

As the whole clock of the royal city rang, the priest of Pfeiffer announced that after the end of the ceremony today and continued in the morning, he left the hall in the midst of the crowd's retention and begging.

Although his body was tired, his spirit was still shaking, standing in the hall listening to the prayers and prayers of the people, watching them impatient to please their appearance, and they could not help raising their own feelings.

No, as the gods are usually the church itself, and when Paili thinks, after developing evil epidemics and drugs, it is easy to control the life and death of others, 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 his inheritance and turn to the church.

In the face of such power, no one can stop it.A well-to-do businessman?High weighted nobles?In the face of death, they will be willing to abandon everything in exchange for the opportunity to live.

Returning to the resting area, a priest hurried up to him and whispered in his ear, “My lord, a mouse has reported finding the situation.”

“About what?”

"The fugitive from the East, the specific news he will say when he sees you."The priest returned.

According to the Church's previous instructions, Peyton should make full use of the evil epidemic and the drug, and convert as many believers as possible for Helmets, so that the vennel of the fugitives was also part of his plan, but the importance of the people of the capital was not so high.He had planned to go in two or three days, and wait for the homeless homeless to leave the city for treatment when they were half dead, and at the same time let them fill the royal vacancy.In this way, a large royal city, there will be 90% of the population of the church believers, such a feat, coupled with the previous royal decree, may be enough to make him go further and step into the position of bishop.

At least in terms of merit, the church has done very justly, never considering the origin and identity of the meritorious, and can be promoted as long as it excels.

What is wrong with the fugitives?

He pressed down his doubts and said quietly, "Take him to the secret room, I will come later."

“Yes, my lord.”

Féli took off his priestly robe, took a soft armour from the closet, put on a loose coat, and, after finishing it with a silver mirror, he went to the secret room.

In the small room in the basement, the priest saw the “whistleblower”—the shape of the bones—the messy, yellow-faced, dry-thin arms.Strangely, he did not see any symptoms of the dark spots.

"My lord, I call the eye of the needle," and the other man knelt down as soon as he saw the priest, "I have important information to tell you."

“Say it.”

“But...” He looked up at the other two people in the undersecret room, and stopped.

"Well, this is the Shatas, and I'm a good man," said Pey, "the other is a brown-toothed mother-in-law, who takes care of the room and almost never leaves."

"Then I said it, but you promised—"

"Here the potion is," he shied away impatiently, "and as long as your information is valuable, I will cure your evil."

"My lord, I assure you that this information is absolutely amazing," said the needle, "someone is constantly transporting fugitives, and there are empty ships everywhere in the canal, which I have seen with my own eyes."They will be able to take away all the fugitives within a few days.”

“Take the black patients?”Fry frowned, “You’re not mistaken, are you?”

He had also received news of a fleet of refugees from the East, but this was a normal situation - nobles everywhere liked to take advantage of natural disasters or ** in other territories, and to scrape away a group of labor at a very low cost.Anyway, when the evil epidemic occurs, those fools will naturally be punished by God.But now... how can anyone know that the epidemic is rampant and still host the refugees?

“No, they have a cure!After the mercenaries had given the patient a strange bag of water, the dark spots soon faded.It has also been claimed that they come from the West and that as long as the fugitives follow the flotillas, they will receive food, shelter and gratuities.”“The most incredible thing is that there are witches in this group!”

“What do you say?”

“Really, my lord!”He shouted, "I got on the boat in the fugitives' procession, and did not find it at first, until someone jumped on the boat and fled, and the mercenaries on the shore chased after him, and I noticed that the circling black shadow in the sky was not a bird, but a flying witch."I was so frightened that I was afraid to move until the sailboat sailed out for several miles and never saw the witch again, and I found a chance to escape by diving, and it took almost a day to return.”The eye rubbed, "Sir, do you see if this information is worth a bottle of holy medicine?"

"Wait, you said they had a way to cure the disease, and you drank the potion, which means that you are not sick now?"The fascination asked.

“Uh... that’s right, but you didn’t say it, as long as you heard valuable news, you can—” The needle grinned awkwardly, revealing a sparring yellow tooth.

It turned out that he wanted to take this bottle of the unneeded potion to the black market, and Fei Li mused for a moment, "How many people are on the other side?"Are you sure they are all mercenaries in the house?”

“Indeed, they have no armor, no horses, weapons are wooden guns, number of people...” The needleed eye scratched its head, “no more than a hundred!”

“Where is the ship?Which house is it all?”

"I don't know, most of the ships don't have flags, and even if I hang them, I can't recognize them."In any case, the mercenary himself said that the fleet would sail to the west.Ah . . . yes, he also mentioned that it was a recruitment of the lords of the border town.”He racked his brain and recalled, "It seems that in order to open up the land, the lords need to contain a lot of manpower."That's all I can remember."

"Well, it is indeed a very important intelligence sacrifice," said the priest, taking a deep breath, taking the bottle of blue potion from his bosom and throwing it at the eye of the needle.

“Thanks, thank you, Lord!”The latter caught the bottle in a hurry, suddenly trembling and staring at his eyes.I saw a slender short sword coming out of his neck, the tip of the sword glowing cold, and behind him was the old steward of the secret room.

(Unfinished.)