On the forty-eighth day of the evergreen season, the night before the departure of Punk and the others, in the secret room of the Koala family's mansion.

Zweig sat on the chair of the chamber, he kneaded his temples with his thick fingers, this pot-bellied nobleman did not have the usual calmness, because he learned the news - the church of Tishachar was wanted for an assassination attempt on the lord!

For Zweig, who has always been in the position of "the most loyal collaborator of the Church in Tishachar", this is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

You know, just two months ago, he was helping the church in Tishahar sell those strange perfumes, and just two days ago, he had just sent a large number of slaves "persecuted" from refugees to the church of Tishachar as a sign of faithfulness.

He was not the only one involved in these things, even a guy like Hurt was once a member of Tishachar's helpers, but they all got out quickly with the cunning situation, and Hurt took root in Punk in time, and before he knew it, only the Koala family was still hesitating.

Zweig also had some illusions about Tishachar's church, the Koala family had invested too much effort in the Tishachar church, and if he quit empty-handed, Zweig would be in pain.

Wandering on the edge of greed and reason, Zweig thought for a night, but in the end, reason prevailed over desire, and he made up his mind to abandon the wrecked ship of Tishachar!

Even if Tishachar promised glory and wealth, status and power, he had to have the opportunity to enjoy it, and Zweig knew such a simple truth.

"Master Zweig, have you really thought about it, so that we will really break with the church in Tishachar."

Zweig's most trusted old butler, Kora, said bitterly.

"There's no way, if we don't get out, we're going to be scapegoats for all the nobles."

A hint of resentment flashed in Zweig's eyes, and finally he said helplessly:

"The matter of cooperation with Tishachar cannot be hidden, and it can be known with a random prophecy spell, so we simply don't hide it anymore, you immediately send an order, and announce to the public that we have been deceived by the evil of the Tishachar church, and now Pan Ran has come to his senses, and then immediately come to the warehouse to put food and express goodwill, at least then the church will not be able to move us.

As for the refugees' slaves............ It's all on Hurt's head, and he's not less involved in it anyway."

Zweig was still more or less a figure in charge of a family, and he immediately made a judgment to abandon the car and protect the commander.

"In this case, although heavy punishment and repression are inevitable, at least the existence of the Koala family can be preserved."

Zweig closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, his mouth slightly open, panting, and losing his strength like a mess of mud.

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and pass the order."

Zweig said weakly as he spread out his ornate seat, and his tone was not very good because of his helplessness and sadness about the "ending".

"Mr. Zweig, are you sure you won't change your decision, are you sure you want to betray the great goddess Tishachar?"

After waiting for more than ten seconds, it was not the loyal voice of the butler Cora that came from the room, but an eerie voice.

"What's going on, you...... You're ............."

Opening his eyes suddenly, Zweig saw what a terrifying scene.

I saw that the old butler Cora who had followed him since he was a child was smiling with a bloody smile he had never seen before, and at the same time, his skin began to crumble rapidly, and the skin and flesh fell to the ground "thinly".

Soon, the skin of the "butler" was a bloody pile of minced meat, replaced by a thin human figure draped in a pitch-black carapace.

The most terrifying thing is that at some point, a small knife with a silver light actually appeared in the hand of this "butler", and the cold light of the knife edge even stinged Zweig's eyes.

"In that case, you're useless, Goddess Tishachar doesn't need disobedient lackeys, and now, your death will be the Koala family's final reward for Goddess Tishachar"!

"No...... How is it possible, come quickly...... Come on...... Ah............h

Unfortunately, this is the koala family's secret room, and no one can hear Zweig's cries.

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Outside the city of Dolez, in the refugee area, on the forty-ninth day of the evergreen season, the morning before the departure of punk and others

Dikido was rarely in a good mood, and when he went out to fetch water, he even had fun playing with the mischievous children.

All of this is because of Bilan, and only Bilan, who cares about Dikido so much, can influence Diqido's mood so much.

In fact, Bilan's condition did not continue to deteriorate like most people's pessimistic thoughts, her body was getting better day by day, and this speed was getting faster and faster, as if the sleeping immune system had finally awakened, and in just a few days, Bilan, who could not even move a finger, could stand up carefully.

This situation is very common for many sick professionals, and most of the workers who have been "placed" in refugee camps due to the plague have begun to get better, and it seems that the immune cells that have fused special abilities such as fighting spirit and magic have finally begun to show their due power.

But such luck is limited to professionals, the "gray bone plague" is still an incurable disease for ordinary people, even if this disease can really be cured after a period of time, it is impossible to support it until that time with the fragile constitution of ordinary people.

Although Dikido was still saddened by the death of ordinary people, he still felt very happy:

"It's really good that Bilan can get better."

Dikido was sincerely grateful for his fate, he didn't even want to think about how he felt when he watched Bilan weaken a little bit but unable to do anything, but fortunately everything was over.

Dikido walked in the somewhat dirty refugee camp, although more than three days had passed, but all the refugees, sick professionals and even fleeing nobles were not allowed to enter the city, the fear of the plague in the continent of Faeron was beyond anyone's imagination, and until now, there were still people in the council chamber of Dolaiz proposing to burn all the refugees.

But Dikido is not worried at all, he believes that with the existence of Bilan's teacher, Punk, the plague will definitely be solved, and everyone can be saved, at least Bilan.

"That's a cold-faced and hot-hearted mage, he will definitely help everyone"

He believed it.

The naïve Dikido walked to the refugee gathering place and began to give some food to the orphans who had been separated from their parents, usually except for a very small number of priests of the Good God Church, no one would do such a thing, but today, he found that there seemed to be people doing the same thing.

It was three men in brown linen robes, their faces covered under their hoods, led by a petite girl with a wagon full of grain, who was distributing food from tent to tent.