Sean looked up and saw a passenger in a gray robe hurriedly walked out of the cabin, the wide robe and hood not only covered his whole body, but also covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his face, but judging by his voice, he should be very young. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The gray-robed guest climbed up the wooden ladder of the cabin and said loudly: "Don't panic, everyone, according to the investigation of the Church of the Fathers of All Gods throughout the empire, the red eye plague has not broken out again for many years, let me take a look at the patient first, maybe it's just a misunderstanding." After saying that, he quickly separated the crowd, stepped forward and patted Sean on the shoulder, signaling to wait for a while.

Sean didn't really want to kill, so naturally he had no opinion, he put away the dagger, took two steps back and stood side by side with Helen, and watched with interest as the gray-robed guest squatted beside the wandering old man, first opened his eyelids and looked at the pupils carefully, and found that there was no sign of enlargement, and then pressed his hand on the old man's neck, as if feeling the flow of blood.

Then the gray-robed guest made an unexpected move amid the impatient urging of the onlookers.

He dipped his fingers into some of the old man's green vomit, first put it under his nose and sniffed it, then put his finger in his mouth and sucked it.

Uh, Sean tightened his throat and couldn't help but clench Helen's hand.

Helen glanced at Sean with a smile and gently scraped his ring finger on Sean's palm.

But the onlookers were not so calm.

"Ggag ~~ Gash ~~"

The young man, who had just regretted not confessing to his dream lover Monica, couldn't stand it at first, and threw up on the railing of the boat, and under his leadership, several more people vomited out of dinner together, and the sound of gagging on the deck came and went, and even the captain took a few deep breaths before he stopped the urge to churn in his belly.

At this time, the gray-robed guest had already stood up and said loudly to the crowd crowded on the deck: "You don't have to worry, this is not the red eye plague, but the old man mistakenly ate wild hemp spine leaves raw and caused high fever and severe epilepsy, which can be completely cured." ”

Wild hemp ridges? Sean suddenly heard some old hunters say that when there is really no food in the wild, you can pick the hemp ridge leaves and cook them in a pot, which can be eaten by people or fed to horses, which is regarded as an emergency edible feed.

But those old hunters also solemnly warned Sean that uncooked hemp leaves should never be eaten raw, otherwise there will be some unpredictable diseases, and even life-threatening in serious cases. Thinking about it now, those "unpredictable diseases" should be the symptoms that the old man is showing now, which is indeed scary.

But apparently not everyone believed the Grey Man's assertion as Shaun did, and the captain said with pity, "Who are you, and why should we believe you? If you are wrong, won't the whole ship be buried for this old man?"

As soon as he said this, many sailors and passengers next to him immediately clamoured.

"yes, what are you? This is obviously the red eye plague, look at the old man's eyes!"

"That's it, hang him up and burn him, we want to see it burned!"

"Who do you think you are, running here to point fingers, if you can't cure you, take this responsibility!"

The cacophony of arguments and accusations grew louder and louder, interspersed with an occasional sentence or two of invective. Sean felt a little angry, even if what the gray robes said had no basis, these bystanders who only wanted to see the charcoal roasted living people also had no basis. After all, the red eye plague has disappeared for many years, who can completely conclude that the wandering old man in front of him must be the infected? They are all poor people struggling at the bottom of society, why can these guys be so indifferent to the life and death of other people?

He touched the water shield on his wrist, turned to Helen and said, "Why don't we take this old man off the boat, find another church, and ask the priest inside to perform the healing magic of God and give it a try." ”

What Sean meant was that the water in the canal was not turbulent, and that they could use the shield of the water shield as a boat, use wind magic to make a pulp, carry the old man slowly to the shore, and then go overland to find the church.

Helen understood his thoughts perfectly, but the girl observed the distance from the boat to the shore, shook her head and said with a smile: "Don't be so troublesome, it's not far from here to the shore, and I can completely drag you two over with my flying skills." ”

"The two of you are too heavy, or you drag him to the shore, and I can swim over by myself." Sean said worriedly.

"No, as long as you don't fly too high, it's okay to brush past the river. Helen looked confident, and then she moved her muscles and bones to start casting.

But at this moment, the gray-robed man's voice suddenly came from the side: "The healing technique of the gods can only treat external injuries, and it has no effect on this kind of disease that originates from the organs, so even if you go ashore and find the church, I am afraid it will not help, after all, there are very few clergy who can cure diseases." ”

Sean and Helen looked up at the gray-robed guest at the same time, only to see that he had taken off his wide hood, revealing light gray curls and an extremely young face, which was now filled with a confident smile: "If you want to find a clergyman, you don't necessarily have to go ashore. ”

After saying that, he turned around, took off the gray robe on his body and threw it aside, revealing the pure white inlaid gold trim inside, which was cut both appropriately and close-fitting, revealing the perfect body of this young man with broad shoulders, thin waist and long legs, and the standard robe of the senior clergy of the Church of the Fathers of All Gods, and then took out a purple badge from his bosom and hung it on the lining on the outside of the left chest of the robe.

The captain rubbed his eyes and stared at the white robe and purple badge on the young man in surprise for a long time before he stammered and exclaimed, "Lord...... Your Excellency, Bishop!"

The Church of the Fathers of All Gods was founded for thousands of years, which is longer than the history of the empire, passed down for dozens of generations, and is now the only state religion.

Therefore, not only the captain, but also many passengers in the crowd of onlookers at the moment recognized his identity through the young man's outfit. And some of the quick ones immediately discovered that the captain, in extreme astonishment, had made a big omission in addressing the young man.

It is true that the other party is a bishop, but the bishop of the Church of the Fathers of All Gods is also divided into many grades.

The key is in that purple badge.