XVI

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"Your Royal Highness, we have already begun to create chaos. ”

"Very well, Mr. First Tax Officer. My knights, get out of the way. The man known as His Royal Highness "Prince" nodded. He wore a pure black gown, an elegant aristocratic attire that only lichs and vampires would love in the world of the undead. From that extraordinarily pale face, it was clear that the southern prince was the latter.

"Sorry, I'm only second...... "The debriefer asked, a little surprised.

The vampire "Prince" gracefully replied: "Not so long ago, the first tax collector unfortunately had fallen to eternal sleep. As a human being, it was the first time in the history of the organization that he was able to become Lennie's number one tax officer. Congratulations. ”

There was no joy on the face of the new "First Tax Officer". "Sleepless? Is that why the plan changed suddenly?"

"It can be regarded as the king's order to change the target. "Of course, we still have to hide our presence as much as possible, so just hold back the movement of the López army." ”

"I still have a question, who killed my predecessor? I think we need to be on guard against that force. ”

"Prince" held up the glass full of blood: "I don't know. Said to be a vampire hunter, but we don't have any information about her. All who are present, our people, are dead, including the Blood Servants and Mere Agents. ”

"Could it have something to do with the murder of the Bishop last month?" asked the tax collector again.

"Perhaps. If even the bishop was killed, there was no reason why the knights could be spared...... Convey that when you see a suspicious person, retreat first, and don't fight with unknown enemies. The prince ordered.

"Understood. Anything else?"

"In order to prevent the enemy from breaking through, we should try our best to use the 'power of the people' to stop the advance of the López army. Let the knights all go into action and go to places where there are many civilians and corpses. ”

"Understood, then I'm quitting. The "tax officer" bowed and withdrew.

After he was gone, the vampire prince walked to the window and observed the flames that lit the night sky.

"Do you hear the song of the people, the song of praise for selfishness? It is an ode to the glory of immortality. The prince recited a hymn, "I will use the power of the people to block your opponents, and then it will be up to you, Radetz Gvar." Don't let us down. ”

*** ***

Following the blood stains and stray footprints on the ground, Soleton easily found the main entrance to the Cathedral of Fertila.

The solemn church of the past has completely changed its appearance, and it is full of people. The mother holding the child, the soldier with the broken arm, the old man who is dying, the merchant who carefully holds the package...... The people supported each other and brought all the wounded who could be brought in the vicinity, and the church was filled with the smell of blood and burning flames.

The few priests and nuns were already sweating profusely, and even so, every now and then the wounded took their last breath.

As for those who die quietly in the corners, there will be no one to take care of them. There is no funeral, no dying blessings, only the beautiful statue of the goddess of fate who quietly observes everything.

"It's uncomfortable. The boy muttered, touched the healing potion in his arms, and estimated the remaining mana. Impossible...... Even if they were all used up, it wouldn't be enough to heal everyone here.

“...... Pastor!Pastor!" Several panicked cries caught his attention. "The priest has overused his divine power and fainted!"

The nuns and monks who were not skilled in divine cultivation immediately began to scramble, and there was also a commotion among the injured people around them.

"Pastor!

"What are we going to do, the healing potions have been running out for a long time......

"It's too far to go to other churches. ”

A monk walked up to the idol and prayed sincerely: "O great Photila...... Speak to those of us who do not have your favor now...... What should I do?"

He plunged his hand into the holy water in front of the statue of the goddess. The holy water rippled, and the monk stared intently.

Soleton was curious, he had never seen a prayer for an oracle before, and unconsciously leaned closer. He was also a little worried: if he used magic potions to make a profit here, would he be punished by God?

Before he could see what was reflected in the clear water, the monk suddenly turned his head and cheered, "...... Yes...... I've got an oracle!

"What is it?" all looked at each other with hopeful expressions.

"As long as we wait, salvation will come!"

"Wait?!"When will it be?!How many people here can wait???!Someone here is going to die soon!" someone retorted loudly.

"Ma'am, Ma'am, cheer up!"

The boy followed the prestige and saw that the accuser was a butler. His master, a noblewoman, was lying on the ground with her severed arm and moaning. Her left hand was cut off entirely—presumably for the valuable ring on her hand.

Yes, absolutely no one can afford to wait any longer, and now is not the time to worry. In any case, time is of the essence.

Thinking so, Soleton walked over, took out the blue bottle of healing potion from his bosom, and asked in a low voice, "Madam, do you want to use it?"

The butler's eyes lit up, and he immediately took it. "Too ...... Thank you so much, ma'am, drink it down!"

The effect of the magic potion was very obvious, and the bleeding stopped instantly. Although the broken arm cannot be restored, at least it can save the fear of life. The butler stood up and gave the inconspicuous young man in front of him a very respectful salute.

"Thank you so much...... I don't know how to thank you for that healing potion!

Looking at that grateful smile, Soleton remembered the big guys who kicked the wanderer away. They will angrily question the priests who give them free treatment, and they will look respectfully at the people who can save their lives...... The last hesitation in his heart was gone.

While the eyes of the entire church were focused on him, Soleton took out all five of his healing potions from his pocket.

"These potions, big specials, 500 pounds a bottle, cash cheques are fine. Of course, there is also a charge for the bottle just now. ”

*** ***

The audience was in an uproar. Many people whispered, and some protested loudly.

"Isn't this clearly taking advantage of people's danger?"

"At a young age, if you choose this kind of snobbery, you will be morally corrupt and you can only go to hell!"

"You're doing such a filthy trade in front of this holy church!"

Instead of being annoyed by these personal attacks, Soleton smiled: "So, according to your meaning, how should these five bottles of potion be distributed?"

"To the poorest, most wounded, of course!" someone immediately replied.

"Who, then, are the most pitiful, the most wounded, and should we form a council to judge, or do you all think that you are the most pitiful, the most wounded, and the most deserving of free treatment?" the boy looked at the people with a cold gaze, and most of them looked away secretly.

"You can give them the potion as you choose, so why take money?" another questioned.

"But what right do 'morally corrupt' people like me have to judge people?!Who is qualified to judge others?" the young man twitched, "Or do you want everyone to divide the poor five potions equally?"

"Look at that pastor! That pastor is doing everything in his power to save others, no matter what pay or cost!"

"The weary pastor was indeed a noble and respectable man. But you only treat him as a cheap servant, don't you? who of you doesn't think that 'you need him to heal yourself,' or 'heal your friends and relatives?' and you will look displeased just by making you wait!" Soleton retorted sharply, "There is no such thing as a free lunch! Now, is there a fairer way than to buy healing potions with money? If so, bring it up!"

No one ever said a word again.

"The only way to do that is to put a high price. Whoever can afford it will buy it! Whoever is stingy and does not want to buy it will continue to endure the pain! Isn't this a very simple thing? 500 pounds is not expensive for a life!"

The entire inside and outside of the church fell silent, except for the sound of people's difficult and rapid breathing.

A moment later, several faint voices sounded: "500 pounds, I'm out." "Isn't it 500 pounds?" "It's worth ...... for another life"

Soleton's expression changed to a smile again. What he didn't know was that at this very moment, a beautiful maiden who was closely linked to his fate was listening to him outside the church.

Sadly, all she heard was the last sentence.

*** ***

“...... Whoever can afford it will buy it! Whoever is stingy and does not want to buy it will continue to endure the pain! Isn't this a very simple thing? 500 pounds is not expensive for a life!"

This sentence caught Anne's attention, and she suddenly stopped her running steps and secretly leaned against the door of the Cathedral of the Goddess of Fate, listening to the movement inside the church.

"500 pounds, I'm out. "Isn't it 500 pounds?" "It's worth ...... for another life"

"These people understand the principle of the best interest. This is a potion, so please sign a check or take out cash. ”

Hearing this, Anne frowned: "It's too dark, isn't it...... However, maybe he wants to use the money to save others, so let's hear about it. ”

"Brother, can you give that bottle of potion to my mother......" a little boy's voice said.

"Can your mother pay 500 pounds, and if she can, then I can sell you this potion." "The guy who sells potions.

"I didn't...... But she's really dying!"

"Don't you have any money...... Sorry then. This potion is going to the uncle who paid for it. "The voice is still calm and kind - but he can say such vicious things in such a kind tone?!

"What a bastard, this bastard guy...... We must let this kind of person's dream of making money go bankrupt. Anne's fists clenched, her sense of justice could not tolerate such a person. She ran into the side alley and began to prepare the props needed for the operation.

*** ***

At this time, the old priest who had fainted from the excessive use of healing magic woke up.

"Ah, venerable priest, you are finally awake, we can finally avoid the blackmail of that fellow!" Seeing him wake up, the nun who was taking care of him by his side said happily, "You come to treat everyone and get that guy out!"

"I'm afraid not, the divine power is not said to be restored. Who does that guy mean?" the old priest's eyes narrowed.

"It's the boy. At a young age, he knew that he took advantage of the danger of others and extorted the injured at a high price, and he had no sympathy at all. The nun said disdainfully.

"Don't rush yet, I'll go and persuade him. The old priest stood up tremblingly. "Where is he?"

"Ah...... At...... In the corner over there, next to the mother and son. The nun replied after a moment's search. She kindly reminded again: "But you must pay attention, his argument is very good, and many people were dumbfounded by him just now." ”

"Don't worry. ”

The old priest approached, and saw Soleton chanting a spell and using magic to create a long white cloth.

"Mage. A mage who has no faith and is not subject to moral constraints. The old priest thought so, and stroked his beard, "See what else he wants to do next?"

Soleton tore off a strip of white cloth and carefully put the rest on the back of his chair, walked up to the child, and whispered, "Little brother, take off your mother's blouse." My brother is going to stop the bleeding for your mother. ”

The boy looked at Soleton and didn't know why. The young man was anxious: "I'm going to stop your mother......'s bleeding!" I'll do it myself!" He quickly took off the middle-aged woman's clothes and began to bandage them.

The old priest was surprised to notice that a dim white glow had gathered in his hands. "He's a mage who learns healing magic?"

The boy gathered the power of the small healing technique and bandaged the child's mother with a swift and decisive technique.

The wound slowly became smaller and solidified under the influence of the magic, and the effectiveness of this healing magic could not be doubted. The old priest finally couldn't help it and asked, "You...... Is it a mage, and you can use healing magic?"

Soleton nodded.

"You also use bandages, have you studied secular medicine?" the priest continued.

Soleton nodded again.

"You should be a mage who only believes in faith, and you should not use worldly healing methods. Why did you use the doctor's method with the priest's method to heal her, and why did you learn healing magic as a mage?"

The corners of Soleton's mouth rose slightly, and he whispered, "Healing magic and healing potions are always limited. With the doctor's method, we can save the most people, and now is not the time to stick to rigid conventions and regulations. It was because the injury was so severe that I tried to help her with the mixed treatment described in the book. ”

"And ...... Why did you save that woman?" the old priest's doubts were not yet resolved. "Why do you ask for so much money from those people, but use so much magic to heal someone who can't give you something in return?"

"Because I don't want others to think of my healing potions and kindness as a free lunch that can be trampled on at will. Soleton replied with a smile, "Of course, there is another reason. I'm still a kind-hearted teenager after all......"

Just as he said this, a disdainful female voice came from behind: "If you are kind-hearted, there must be no evil-hearted teenagers in this world...... Ah, is that you?"

The voice, Soleton vaguely remembered, turned his head a little awkwardly. In any case, it is really not glorious to be bumped into by acquaintances...... This voice should be considered an acquaintance, after all, I have met several times.

And just like that, he and she met again. Still in a very bad situation.

*** ***

"It's you...... Uh, what's your name?" Anne looked at the young man in front of her, scratched her head, and smiled bitterly.

The words came head-on like a bombshell, and Soleton unconsciously took two steps back. Every boy fantasizes that he is different, that he is outstanding, that he is better than others, and that "being out of the crowd" is the biggest blow to them.

"It's best if you can't remember, forgetful girl. Soleton, who was a little angry, sarcastically said, "With such a bad memory, it can't be that he is too old, right?"

Hearing the word "age", Anne's anger surged up reflexively. "I said, you are also a man, do you have any shame in doing this kind of robbery while the fire is hot?"

"It's none of your business. How can you, a young lady born with a golden spoon and a rough and savage personality, understand the suffering of the poor?" Soleton's slanted eyes intensified the quarrel.

"...... born with a golden spoon, I must have endured more poverty than you. Anne showed her right hand so that the magic imprint was revealed, "No matter how poor you are, you have never been a slave, have you?

"yes, Zhiqi. The boy sneered sarcastically, "In this world, even being a slave to a rich man is much better than being a poor free man! Do you dare to say that you have not received the blessings of birth and money? Do you dare to say that your starting point is not higher than that of others?"

"This ......" Anne could not refute for a moment when she thought that she had indeed returned to this era with knowledge and history that had been two hundred and fifty years ahead. The people around also began to whisper about the relationship between this rich lady and this wandering poor boy in black.

Seeing that the other party was speechless, the young man took advantage of the situation to pursue. "Have you ever wandered the streets? Have you ever been looked down upon by everybody? Have you ever experienced the sorrow of being a poor man with nothing? How can I get ahead if I don't take every opportunity?"

Anne licked her lips, her breathing becoming a little shorter. The teenager in front of him...... It's really like herself. The series of rhetorical questions seemed to be narrating her own past. Not only do they have nothing, but they don't see where the future lies. If you don't have that chance......

But in any case, there should always be something, as the bottom line of selfishness, Anne thought to herself. Although this is considered interference in history...... But if she were to be a complete bystander, she couldn't. Her morals do not allow.

"What's more, is there a fairer way than to auction these potions for money?"

She smiled softly as Soleton said this, "Yes. ”

Anne Seiffel pulled out a small box from the storage pocket on her waist. In order to prepare this box of advanced healing potions, she deliberately used her flying skills to rush back to the mansion - and thus missed the good side of the teenager. "As long as everyone has access to healing potions, right?"

It was really a dark blue high-grade healing potion, a full box, enough for everyone present to have more than one bottle per person. In comparison, the bottles before Soleton are completely negligible.

The people who had been watching him and her a moment before, quietly discussing topics such as "the love story of the rich lady and the poor boy", all couldn't help but stand up and stared at the whole box of healing potions with hungry eyes. Some of the less injured people had red eyes and wanted to rush forward to get them.

"There's no rush. Anne smiled and called to one of the nuns, "Divide these equally among the wounded." ”

The nun cleared the box of precious healing potions with trembling hands and asked, "Thank you so much." What do you call it?"

"Just call me Savior. ”

"Long live Miss Savior!" "Long live the beautiful girl Savior!" "Long live the agent of divine grace!"

Countless cheers rose for her.

"I'll stay soon. I have many more to save. Anne glanced at Soleton demonstratively, then turned around and walked out of the church, continuing to find the object of her fantasy of being "calm and handsome."

*** ***

"Am I nothing, just a clown?"

Soleton stood distracted in the midst of the surging crowd, looking lonely in the direction of the blonde girl's departure.

What she did was indeed the perfect solution...... But he couldn't. That's a method that only the rich with "pure gold" can use. In contrast, he is indeed a senseless clown, a meaningless being.

People squinted at him, pushed him, spat on him, and several of the people who had bought his potion rushed forward, knocked him down, took back the money bag, and spat on him. Soleton was completely unaware of any of this.

He just got up quietly from the ground again and continued to walk towards the altar.

"I ...... Is it wrong? Is it really wrong to make the best choice that I can do?"

He lowered his head and looked at the holy water in the altar. The holy water rippled, and of course no oracle was revealed.

"Are you confused?" asked a slightly older voice. The boy turned around and saw the old priest's face. He nodded.

"If you're confused, do what you think. Don't care what other people think. The old priest enlightened, "Everyone has their limits, and there is no need to force them. It's good to do what you can do. ”

The boy asked, "So, if I stay here to help, do you think people will accept my help?"

Without hesitation, the old priest replied: "Some people will, you can help those people." ”

"Thanks, I see. The future Grand Magician stood up, "Excuse me, do you reject worldly healing methods?"

"I don't think so. As you said, healing potions and magic are limited after all. Even if secular medicine is used, it is good to be able to save even one more person. ”

At that moment, more people walked through the door, clearly exceeding the amount of healing potions remaining, including the wounded and those who didn't appear to be injured. The boy and the elder glanced at each other and walked towards them.

"Need help?"

"Yes. One of them replied, "We need not only your help, but everyone here." ”

"Everyone's help?" Soleton felt something was wrong and hurriedly grabbed the priest.

"yes, everyone's help. The man's smile was rather eerie, and there was a dark aura.

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