Although the snow has fallen sharply now, the weather is very cold. However, the construction of the walls of the city of Stanlo did not stop the task of expanding the area. However, from the previous chiseling of stones to repair the wall, it has become a series of cleaning tasks such as sorting out the gravel of the foundation, and in general, it is a relatively easy task for laborers.

However, it was past noon, but no one was seen working on the construction site, and the members of the knights who had been guarding here were also nervous, as if something big had happened.

The passers-by also quickened their pace, and they were eager for the wind to blow on their feet, and they hurried out of this place.

"What's going on?" asked a pedestrian who didn't know what was going on, and grabbed a man in a low voice.

"I heard that all these refugees were poisoned last night, and now we are looking for the cause!" As soon as one of them finished whispering, he glanced towards the camp next to the construction site, and suddenly saw the knight member standing there looking at him, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly bowed his head and walked away.

At that moment, the two lifted the curtain of the tent and came out, one of whom was Mick. Through the gap, the tent can be seen to be filled with refugees, but it is not yet clear how they are.

"My lord, these people's symptoms are really not food poisoning as your lord said. A young priest, dressed in the uniform of the Cult of Arthurs, said beside Mick.

"Don't talk in a hurry, if you want to say it, make it clear," Mick glanced at the man, but he didn't really have any good feelings in his heart.

It's a pity that there are no specialized physicians in the Stanlow Free Territory now, so they can only rely on the help of this Arthur Cult, and this is also the current situation in the entire empire, and the doctors and the clergy are mixed up. Mick could only reluctantly accept it.

"What exactly this is, we have to wait for me to ask God for revelation. The young priest shook his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

"Hurry up, after all, many of these refugees are followers of your Arthur Cult."

"Yes, yes," the young priest nodded in response, he felt that he was not as good as this young Mick, but he always felt that there was a kind of pressing momentum in this Mike, so he didn't dare to be ambiguous.

Mick also knew that it was all in one place now, and everyone in the city had to wait for the revelation of the young priest. Staying here can only do nothing in a hurry, and after a few words, Mick directly led a few people outside, ready to report the situation to Bird.

"Not food poisoning?" Bird frowned slightly, staring at the needle stitches on the top of Mick's shoulder, and muttered a little sluggishly.

"How long will it take?" Bird snapped back to Mick, a topic that didn't logically come down at all.

"I don't know, according to the usual practice, it is about three to five days"

"Can refugees wait that long?"

"According to Arthurian estimates, it should be possible"

"Should?" Bird stared at Mick, a little dissatisfied

Mick didn't reply because he couldn't guarantee that something would go wrong.

"Where do you think this poison came from?"

"I don't know the specifics, we have been investigating this matter since last night, but we have never received any news. It was as if the poison had fallen from the sky. Mick said that a question came to mind, if one of these refugees died of illness, would they encounter it in the next story space?

"From the sky?" a thought flashed through Bird's mind, but Bird couldn't hold on. But he and Mick also thought of one thing at the same time, that is, space, is there a way to cure this disease in the main god space, Bird couldn't suppress his impulse as soon as he thought of this, and said directly.

"You go and collect some of the patient's clothes or dander for me, and come over with the hair."

Mick was also stunned, it was the first time he had heard that someone needed this thing.

"Go, don't delay," Bird didn't respond, and hurriedly urged.

Seeing that Bird was so excited, Mick could only bite the bullet and do it at this time.

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

In the temple of the Cult of Arthurs, the young priest who had just finished talking to Mick was leading towards a place in the depths of the temple under the guidance of a person.

The passage is dark, and only the candles are shining.

The two eventually stopped outside a dimly lit stone room. The guide paused for a few seconds, signaling the young priest to calm down, and then tapped the stone chamber twice and whispered, "Priest Duncan, Priest Barry has arrived."

"Let him in"

"Yes"

The guide gently pushed the stone door, and the lighting in the house was much better than this passage, and it looked much brighter and safer.

The young priest, who was called Barry, was not afraid and walked straight into the stone chamber.

"I'll wait outside the door, call me directly if necessary," said the guide, although he said to Priest Barry, but also to Priest Duncan in the room.

"Hmm," Priest Barry nodded slightly, leading the way back and slowly closing the stone door.

The stone interior decoration is simple, and a few candles have illuminated the interior clearly. One bed, a few books scattered around, and Priest Duncan sitting on the bed, the rest were gone.

However, it was strange that Officer Duncan was sitting somewhere away from the place where several candles were lit, and Priest Barry could only make out that the person in front of him was probably Officer Duncan by the general outline of his body and voice.

"I heard that Priest Barry has something to ask for divine revelation today?" said Priest Duncan's voice in the room.

Speaking of this, the priest of Barry retracted his mind that had just been pondered in a great deal and concentrated his mind and replied, "Indeed, in order to seek an antidote to the disease." The matter of divine revelation requires a certain amount of faith power, and now the Church of Arthurs in the Stanloh Free Territory is in charge of this thing, so he has to elaborate on this matter.

"Could it be that Priest Barry has figured out the origin of this disease?"

Priest Barry shook his head hurriedly.

"I know how this disease came about, and I know how to treat it."

"Then there's no need to waste inspiration, may I ask Priest Duncan what kind of disease this is and how it should be cured" Priest Barry had been feeling bad since he stepped into this place, especially when he heard Priest Duncan say this.

"This disease comes from the giant beast that flew outside the city of Stanlow a few days ago, I found it from my private books, and the cure is also there."

Priest Barry listened interestingly, he had not seen the giant beast that flew by the other day, but he had heard that the wall that the refugees were building now was the place where the giant beast flew that day.