The next day, most of the members of the delegation fell ill, and most of the rest were bedridden, except for the two knights who had reached the silver rank. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a few people who were weak and even had a high fever and began to talk nonsense.

This situation frightened the two knights enough, and at this time, they didn't care about their position and dignity, and hurriedly ran to the city lord's mansion for help.

And this time, they didn't get a cold reception, but met Viscount Kennan who had just returned. Kenan sat behind his desk and listened to their accounts quietly, and after carefully inquiring about the situation, he pondered for a moment before saying, "According to your description, this should be a plague, and you need to ask for the forgiveness of Her Excellency Tarona (Goddess of Poison and Disease), otherwise according to the rules of the kingdom, I need to seal off this area to prevent the plague from spreading and destroying the entire city." ”

"Your Excellency, you can't do that, they'll all die if you do. "The two knights were a little anxious, the plague was something that they were talking about at this time. Moreover, in this world, plagues are often associated with necromancy, and some even have a cursed nature. Ordinary medical techniques are generally difficult to be effective, and you can only ask for the help of the gods. Or get the antidote from the caster.

"I'm sorry, I want to help them too, but Sharpster doesn't have a temple under Talona's crown, so there's nothing we can do about it, I'll write a letter to the Raven as soon as possible, and ask Her Majesty Queen Catherine to take care of this matter, until then I'll have to hire some people to take care of it. However, there may not be many people who can be hired, after all, you all know what the plague is, and if it is not really poor and there is no way, no one will want to apply for this job. Okay, I'm going to write a letter to Your Majesty, you go down first. ”

Before the two knights could say anything more, the guards at the gate led them out.

Kennan, sitting on the large desk, took a slow cup of tea and began to write a letter to Queen Catherine reporting the investigation team to the plague. And the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a subtle smile.

The letter was quickly written, sealed with fire paint, and Kennan handed it to the new clerk, who loaded it on ravens and sent it out—a common means of communication in case of emergency.

The kingdom is still very sensitive to the word plague, and after seeing Kenan's letter, he hurriedly sent the airship that the kingdom bought at a high price from the goblin clan, and quickly rushed to Sharpster, and hurriedly took the sick investigation team back to the royal capital to prepare to receive the blessing of the goddess of disease and plague to eliminate the plague on his body.

Kenan smiled indescribably as he watched the airship slowly move away in the air.

At this time, Rodhart, who was standing beside Kennan, said with some rejoicing, "My lord, this plague is really timely, otherwise, this turmoil is really difficult to dodge." It's that the city is going to be isolated for a period of time, and business will be affected a lot. ”

"In time? maybe. Kennan said noncommittally.

Others may not know what the plague is about, but Kenan knows that the plague is actually a mixture of Kennan's blood and soul resentment that he used to kill some time ago, and released them in the compound where the investigation team was stationed. The effect of this gas is not strong, it can only make people seriously ill, and the lethal effect is not strong, even if the people of the investigation team do not accept the blessings of the gods, they can be cured after a good rest. It's just that the vitality will be greatly damaged.

That's why Kennan dared to unleash within his own city. If it were a real plague, Kenan would not have released it in his own territory.

Kenan was not at all worried about whether the plague would show its feet to the goddess, and his method of concocting the plague was based on the methods used by the necromancers of the world. It is impossible to see that it is imitated by outsiders. Moreover, Kenan even thought about the reason why the necromancers unleashed the plague, and wanted to use this incident to cause civil strife in the kingdom of Erathia, so that they could take the opportunity to send troops to capture Hammondal.

Look, what a perfect plan, if Kennan didn't make it up, then Kenan himself would have almost believed it, who let those necromancers do these things that make the living beings angry all day long, it's just the best choice to carry the black pot.

After sending the pesky investigation team away, and leaving Sharpster's affair to Rodhart, Kenan and Jamila returned to the hunting lodge in the Red Maple Forest. He restarted his daily leisurely analysis of scrolls, instructed Jamila in swordsmanship, and occasionally went to see the progress of the mine, and lived a leisurely and comfortable life.

Time flies, the warm summer passes quickly, and Sharpster begins to usher in the long winter again.

This summer, Sharpster ushered in a lot of changes, first of all, they ushered in a new lord, although this lord lived in seclusion, but he did a lot of good things for the place, the most commendable is the reduction of the tax rate.

Sharpster's own caravan also successfully opened up the trade route to the royal capital, and successfully transported a batch of best-selling items back to Sharpster.

In the red maple forest outside the city, a tall tower was slowly being built, but no one could see it.

Snow drifted outside the window again, and the snow slowly covered the entire southern region, except for the warm valley where you can occasionally see some tenacious greenery, and the rest of the area was covered in snow.

Kennan leaned against the porch and looked at the snowflakes outside, as if thinking about something. Pinching his fingers, Kenan has been crossing here for decades, although, according to the calculation method of the main plane, it is less than ten years, but if you leave aside the time flow rate of each plane, Kenan has really lived in this world for decades, during this period, one of him has been working hard to cultivate, and he seems to have never relaxed, one is just to find the way home, and now, the snowflakes fluttering in the wind outside remind him of the winter in his hometown.

Jamila stepped out of the house and silently draped a cloak over Kenan's body. Although, in terms of Kennan's physical fitness, this temperature was not uncomfortable for him, but he did not refuse the other party's kindness, but tightened the cloak on his body according to the other party's wishes.

Kenan turned to look at Jamila standing behind him and smiled, "Will you inherit my mantle?"