In this dark room, where there was no fire, not even a window, the air murmured with the smell of stale dampness, in a room as bad as a dungeon. I finally saw the Dr. Bella I feared, and his presence was very timely to disprove all my assumptions. Through the dim light, I could faintly see his emaciated face. No one made a sound here, and the room was eerily quiet, and if you closed your eyes and listened quietly, you could hear Dr. Bella breathing faintly as she lay there.

"Who sent him back?"

"Who? When? ”

"It was when I met him when he was selling medicine from outside to cure his illness, and I once entrusted a few wounded mercenaries to escort him home."

"Ah, that's it, it's hard for you." Holding the small flame of the oil lamp, Prasvia bowed to me beside me, and continued, "Bella has already told us about you, and I heard that you have spent a lot of money, and Bella has brought back Oron so much that we have never seen so much in the first half of our lives. The old woman Prasvia smiled, her red and swollen eyes narrowed into a slit, and I only found that there were tear stains in the corners of her eyes, and the red and swollen eyes must have cried many times, but she saw that I was still smiling, as if nothing had happened, and she still held back many things from telling me.

"Well, it really doesn't matter what unknown mercenaries are."

Those Germanic mercenaries did their job faithfully, so Dr. Bella really has nothing to do with me. I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and my worries were replaced by a kind of self-mockery, and I was a fool, and if those Germans were really money-seeing, then there was no way that Bella would have returned to her own home.

"So, what happened to him?"

I asked Plavia, and I walked slowly to Dr. Bella's bedside, who seemed to be asleep, but his breathing was not as strong as a normal person's. On the contrary, it was much quieter, and it seemed that he must be very weak at this time.

I leaned closer, in the darkness, quietly feeling his breathing, feeling his chest sink together. At this time, the old woman Prasvia brought the oil lamp in the large room, and it was behind me, and although the light of the fire was faint, it brought some light to the gloomy room, and made me see Dr. Bella's face more clearly.

The poor old man, just by the light of the not bright fire, could see the very obvious scar on his face, which had been left by the beating. His gaze moved down to his arm above the quilt, and his wrist was marked with deep, deep strangulation marks, caused by thick hemp rope. This is proof that the poor old man had been treated like the dying captives outside Ludinand, who luckily were dead and the old man was still alive.

"What's going on?" I asked the old woman, Plavia, "What the hell is going on, and who is responsible for Dr. Bella's injuries?" I asked.

But Prasvia didn't answer me, and all I heard was a low sob. Looking back, I saw Plavia with the oil lamp, and tears welled up from her red and swollen eyes again.

"Don't cry, don't cry!"

I hurried over to help the old woman wipe away the cloudy tears from her face. But as soon as she saw the scarred Bella, even if it was a simple glance, the tears of the old woman Prasvia came again.

No, there must be a reason, the old woman's reaction piqued my interest, and I just want to break the casserole and ask the end now.

"Hmmm......"

It must have been our noise that disturbed the poor old man, and Dr. Bella snorted as she lay on the bed, not opening her eyes at all.

"Shhh

I motioned for the old woman to be quieter, and we both turned and went out, closing the door softly before returning to the table.

"What the hell is going on?" I asked the old woman directly, "Do you mean there are bullies here?" Because of what contradiction or because of Tenaia? ”

"No, no, no, neither." Prasvia continued to sob, trying not to let her tears well, she was afraid that she had cried more than once. Tenea, who was sitting on the side, also stopped the spoon in her hand at this time, and lowered her head and did not dare to look at me, like a child who had made a mistake.

"Tell me, is there anything else you can't talk about? Or is it because you've received threats from them? "I can't wait to find out.

"It's the church!"

The old woman, Prasvia, gritted her teeth, but finally spoke.

"The church?"

Wait, the Church, is that the Roman Catholic Church? I don't understand, and it's hard to imagine, that they are not as powerful as they were hundreds of years ago, but they are so rampant now?

"Are you sure?" How many years have it been, how many years have the emperors of Rome connived at the Roman Church? In such a short period of time, do they really have such a strong strength? I'm skeptical! So I asked the old woman Prasvia again.

"Oh my God, Luga, you weren't there!" When it comes to the scene, the old woman Prasvia seems to have endless words. "It was a week ago, I remember it was ......"

"Don't say it, Mom, that's my fault, everything is my fault!"

Before Prasvia could speak, Tenaia suddenly interrupted her mother with an impatient mouth. Before the old woman Prasvia could be surprised, Tenaia then turned to look at me, her face serious, and her tone became very serious. "I've seen it, so let me tell you about it."

I nodded, and Tenaia thought for a moment, slowly recalling.

It turned out that after the old doctor Bella came back with the Oren gold coins I gave, he immediately planned to use these gold coins to buy a property and start a pharmacy business. Dr. Bella believed that his medical skills were still limited, because there were many diseases that he could not understand at the time, and he was able to treat some minor ailments such as skin injuries.

The people who saw the doctor were all poor people, and on weekdays, it was just a small bump in the skin trauma, so they came to Bella, and the medicine prescribed by Dr. Bella always recovered in a quick time, and as soon as Tenaia was so clever, the reputation spread. The poor people in the neighborhood came to see the doctor, and there were even soldiers defending the city, which was naturally incompatible with the Catholic church, which was very expensive and went to pray to the gods.

Dr. Bella's fees were very low, and the medicine cured the disease, and it was immediately relieved of the mouths of the mentally backward poor. Genoa has produced a living immortal, where is God and his servants placed? Naturally, the Catholics who had been persecuted at the beginning knew how to inflict harm on others. But they first warned Bella to stop his current medical treatment, otherwise he would see the consequences of betraying God.

The timid Bella naturally didn't dare to cause trouble, so she quickly responded to the church's order and closed the door.

Although Bella is timid, he is kind, and his kindness is also passed on to her daughter Tenaia, and more than a month has passed, and things have calmed down. A week ago, Tenaia met a slave lying dying on the street. She took pity on the poor fellow, so she took him back to her home and begged Bella to heal. Bella, who could not stand her daughter's pleading, naturally returned to her old business and began to heal the poor slave.

The poor slave was scarred, and naturally met a cruel master, but this was his fate, and he could not escape it.

Because the business was closed for too long, Bella asked Tenaia to go out of the city to collect medicine, and she did the emergency treatment.

While Bella was treating the slave, a large number of thugs armed with sticks gathered in front of their house. They were led by a richly dressed nobleman who scolded Bella for being a robber and robbing him of his property.

Without waiting for Dr. Bella's and his wife Plavia to explain, they burst into Dr. Bella's shop and took the slave lying on the bed, and the nobleman declared to the poor people outside that Bella was a terrible sorcerer, and that the slave was the sacrifice of his witchcraft!