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Dominco, the capital of Vic.

When you first enter the city, you are greeted by an unsettling atmosphere that seems to be about to collapse. The city guards nervously checked everyone, and all those who wanted to enter the city had to go through the strictest diagnosis to confirm that they were not carrying germs.

Anyone who showed a cold or fever was immediately quarantined by the soldiers. Even if there are valuable merchants or landowners and squires of extraordinary status, it is useless, and when Charlotte entered the city, she saw that there were people who relied on their wealth and power to coerce and lure, but they were mercilessly escorted to a small black house by the soldiers who were close to the enemy.

The soldiers here are completely different from the middle of the lighthouse, and they can still abide by military rules even in the face of the threat of plague and the temptation of bribery. Although they are far inferior to the Royal Knights of Erosa in terms of equipment and training, the spirit of the future iron-blooded warriors is looming.

But even with such strict checks, the plague was still pervasive like the devil's words.

After entering the city under Mason's leadership, Charlotte felt the fear and uneasiness of the city even more. In the dark corners, with the stench of decay, the tightly wrapped cleaners with the smell of herbs burned the bodies of the previous night and cleaned up the remains under the protection of the soldiers.

A family was crying on a gray linen covered corpse in the street, but the soldiers nervously told them to leave, and the cleaners sprayed the mourners with pungent smelling drugs and dragged the corpses into the alley to burn them immediately.

In every street, there were people wrapped in a tight line, all of them smelling of pungent medicine, watching the progress of the procession with a vigilant, uneasy, and expectant expression, and from time to time they would shrink back to the necessary distance from the people around them, and once they ran into strangers, they would gasp for breath with nervousness as if they had hysteria.

Someone at the front of the line got the package that smelled of medicine, and only a pair of bony eyes showed on the tightly wrapped face. Those whose eyes were surprisingly similar, equally bloodshot and joyful, but who would look warily at everyone who didn't get their package.

They wrapped them tightly, as if that thing was at stake for their lives. I am afraid that some robber will rush out of the unknown corner and take the parcel and their lives by the way.

"What's that?" Lolita asked Mason curiously.

"It's medicine. Mason replied, "This is a medicine researched by the General's Mage Advisory Group, which is said to be effective in preventing the plague. ”

But the plague still took the lives of those people. Vivien spoke sharply, and they had just seen several waves of cleaners burning corpses.

"That's ...... that," Mason was a little confused, but quickly thought of strong evidence to refute it, "but they still have some effect, you see, those corpses are not corpses, are they?"

"So what's that...... Quite right. Vivien nodded thoughtfully.

"Can you get some drugs?" Charlotte asked Mason, "Also, remember what you said when people asked you where that research report came about?"

"I know, don't worry. ”

As he spoke, Mason led the men to a courtyard that was not very spacious, and he opened the door, revealing only an elderly servant cleaning the courtyard. When he saw Mason, he shuddered and shouted, 'Sir.'

Mason glanced around the courtyard, where the floor wasn't very tidy, and there were a lot of obvious debris that hadn't been cleaned up. But Mason waved his hand and motioned for the old servant to rest.

"He's getting old, so his eyes aren't very good, so you can just take it. ”

Mason explained to Charlotte and the others, and then called the old servant to go outside to buy something, but seeing the old servant's trembling appearance when making tea, he reversed the decision.

"Forget it, I'll go to the general's mansion to find a way to report the situation, and when I come back, I'll bring you something to eat. ”

"Remember not to tell anyone about our existence. Charlotte reminded again.

"Got it. Mason waved his hand, "I can't believe that one day I would disobey military orders and join the mages who should be arrested." ”

"It's called cooperation for the people!" Charlotte poured chicken soup for the soul, "remember to help me get a medicine, and find a way to find out who made the drug and who gave the order to the wanted mage." ”

Mason left the yard with the materials in one hand and waved his hand.

It was ten o'clock in the morning when he left, but by the time he returned to the courtyard it was five o'clock in the evening. Charlotte not only did not wait for his lunch, but was forced to treat the old servant to a meal of dry food in his bag.

By the afternoon, Charlotte had even wondered if Mason had betrayed him, perhaps not with favorable information, but with a group of heavily armed warriors.

However, Charlotte, who was a master of art, had already set up the coordinates of the short-distance teleportation circle outside the city, so she temporarily suppressed her anxiety and waited for Mason's return.

By the time he returned, the sun had already sunset. At this time, it was late autumn and early winter, and by five o'clock, the sky was already dark.

Charlotte lit the lamp and saw Mason push the door open in the dust. As soon as he entered, he looked nervously from side to side for a moment, and then sat down at Charlotte's table with a full body of alcohol.

His hands were empty, and there was no trace of the food he had agreed upon.

Charlotte raised an eyebrow, "That's what you said about bringing us lunch?" Well, even if you don't have the time to bring food, you should bring us some wine from the tavern to share, right?"

"No kidding, Master Leonard. Mason still doesn't know Charlotte's true identity, and of course, Charlotte won't be stupid enough to tell him who she is, "I know what the hell is going on!"

"You call drinking a business?" retorted Lolita.

Mason smiled wryly, "If I don't go to the tavern for a drink, I might ...... No, I should say that you might be discovered. ”

"What do you mean?"

"After I went to the General's Mansion and handed the report to the butler, sure enough, the chief of the guard asked me a series of questions. I told me that the report was from a dying mage, and they began to interrogate the identity of the mage. ”

Mason wiped his sweat, "I answered the details of the mage's wounds and death one by one according to your words, and it seemed that their doubts were somewhat dispelled. But I didn't dare to inquire about who ordered the arrest of the mage or who made the drugs, and believe me, although everything was normal at the time, I instinctively felt uneasy. It was a sense of unease similar to the threat of death on the battlefield. ”

"You're doing the right thing. Charlotte nodded in agreement with his judgment, "Saving your life is the most important thing." ”

Mason continued, "I'm glad I did. As soon as I came out, I felt someone stalking me. I didn't dare to go straight home, let alone run to buy lunch for a few people, so I went to a tavern and had a big drink, and I didn't dare to come back until the stalkers left. I don't think they should doubt me anymore now. ”

Charlotte gave a thoughtful expression.

Gloria collects blood, a mysterious mage rescues Zenas, and the dark brotherhood's flawed assassination plan...... There is some faint connection between these events, but the key information that strings them together is always missing.

But this undead natural disaster is most likely caused by Gloria. Only this, Charlotte has a judgment in her heart. What's in it for her to just do this kind of thing that people and gods are angry about?

"You're right!" Mason's words interrupted Charlotte's thoughts, "There's probably something wrong at the top." I'll find a way to get you information through my network, and hopefully I don't commit treason. ”

"Thank you! I don't know if it constitutes treason. Charlotte thanked him and poured chicken soup on him, "But I know you won't regret your decision today in the future, and you will be a hero to save the people!"

Mason shook his head and smiled wryly, "I just hope everything doesn't get as bad as you say......"