"Such a lord who disregards the lives of his people for the sake of power and profit is indeed not worthy of trust. (starter)" Antonio shook his head after Tiana left, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"I suppose the difference between you and that young lady is that she sees the plague as an uncontrollable factor. Lolana turned on the Apparition Instrument again, and a smile appeared on her face: "Your faith comes from Her Highness Sister Mary Vienne of the Temple of Life, as long as there are God's chosen people living here, all problems can be solved." However, Miss Tiana's faith in the gods does not seem to be so sufficient. ”

"Marivian once told me that Tiana was also a chosen person of the sun god, so I trusted her. I just don't know why she's so hostile to other sects. Antonio said confusedly.

"Helios God, Chosen of Light?" said Lorana, who was slightly taken aback, only the elect could identify each other's true identities, and since Marivian said so, it would certainly not be wrong. It's just that this information is so shocking that no one would have thought that the magician who was hostile to the Cult of the Gods would actually be the Chosen of the Gods.

"I didn't expect it, looking at the destitute appearance of her when she first arrived in Istalen, who would have thought that she would have such an identity?" Seeing Lorana's surprised expression, Antonio's originally somewhat depressed mood suddenly cleared up a lot. The girls he has come into contact with recently are all hidden, so that as a lord, he can't get back any self-esteem.

"If that's the case, then you really need to pay attention to Miss Tiana's opinion. The look of surprise on Lorana's face was fleeting, and she quickly weighed the new unknown in her mind. After thinking about it carefully, her face suddenly became serious.

"My lord, there is a saying in Isttalon - veterans know what war is. To put it another way, it is precisely because Miss Tiana herself is a voter that she makes an accurate estimate of the abilities of Her Royal Highness Mary Vienne. None of the Chosen People of Light has been able to save the epidemic in the northern counties, and Her Highness may not be able to completely control the spread of the plague. ”

After listening to Lorana's analysis, Antonio's face also sank.

"You're right, I really didn't take that into account. Tiana didn't admit it herself, so I didn't notice it, but she should belong to the side of the Cult of the Gods...... What do you think she's going to do now?"

"It's hard to say, since Miss Tiana has given up your help as Lord Isttalon, I'm afraid she will choose some shady means next. Luo Lana shook her head and smiled bitterly and said, "My lord, we must now have a showdown with the minister in advance. If this farce is not brought to an end soon, the development of events is likely to get out of control. ”

Antonio nodded, so far, the chess players in this game are still him and Count Sneick, this kind of struggle is the unspoken rule between the nobles, everything is still under control. However, the plague came at a much better time than he expected, and if it was allowed to develop, it would be tantamount to playing with fire.

Because of Tiana's change of attitude, the young lord was forced to make the decision to have an early showdown, but at this time, he did not know that the development of the situation was out of control.

The number of refugees gathered at the Crow outpost had reached the size of the thousands by sunset.

The situation in the city of Marseille changed three times in the day, and after the city lord was infected with the plague, the army mutinied, and the rebels who lost their minds began to burn and loot in the city. Even the temple that treated the wounded was not spared, and the temple sacrifice, which collected a large amount of money for medical treatment, became a fat sheep to be slaughtered in the eyes of others, and was taken out of the church one by one by the rebels and hanged in the streets. The splendor of the temple dissipated in the frenzied tumult, and the plague silently erupted in the shadows.

The light of the Holy White Sanctuary shines like a torch in the dark night, visible even from a kilometer away in the wilderness, providing the most visible beacon for refugees fleeing Masein.

Mary Vien stood in the center of the sanctuary, and Sister Maple Leaf's chants were embodying golden notes around her, flying up and down like butterflies. When the refugees climbed the hill and saw her, their panicked hearts involuntarily calmed down.

The soldiers stationed at the Crow post were improvised to maintain order, and under the command of the soldiers, the refugees lined up in two and slowly passed by Marivien. The moment they stepped into the Holy White Sanctuary, a black mist that was invisible to the naked eye immediately rose from their bodies, and quickly dissipated under the power of the Sanctuary. The refugees could not see the black fog dissipate, but they could clearly feel the disease leaving their bodies, and they immediately smiled and praised the nun in front of them with the best words they knew.

Although dressed in the most modest of nun attire, Marivian stands in the center as a real angel in the eyes of the refugees.

More and more refugees gathered in front of the outpost, and the expression on Marivian's face gradually became solemn.

Most of these refugees had already contracted the plague and were treated in the shelters, but they did not have the physical strength to continue their journey, so they had to stay overnight near the outposts. However, even if they continued to move forward, there was little hope, and the first group of nobles to leave had already sent back the news that Isttalon had refused to open the city and did not provide any assistance.

It's not just the refugees themselves, shelters can treat physical ailments, but there's little they can do about what lurks on the dark side of the psyche. Human beings themselves are sensitive creatures and are more prone to extreme emotions in the face of adversity. Thoughts that are evil or good are magnified exponentially.

Marivian provided them with a spiritual support to calm the refugees' emotions, but the other group of people hidden in the darkness were clearly not happy to see this situation.

The refugees needed more than just treatment, and when they calmed down, bigger questions crept into their minds.

Marseille has been devoured by the plague, and if Isttalon does not provide shelter, then where are we going to go? Is there enough food to carry with us, and who will lead it?Are the people around us really cured......

All kinds of questions of this and that, although no one said it at this time, were tumbling in everyone's mind. Temporarily free from the threat of illness does not mean that they have a chance to live. For everyone here, the future is uncertain.

There was a commotion in the distance, and a few big men who didn't look like they were wearing good clothes gathered together to snatch the food that the refugees around them were carrying. The soldiers walked over with cold faces, and without saying a word, they raised their knives and killed these troublesome hooligans, which caused a panic among the surrounding refugees.

The Holy Sister stood motionless in the middle of the shelter, seemingly unmoved by what was happening around her. No one knew that the order to kill was actually issued by her mouth. As soon as Katyusha went to Maseen to investigate the news, all that was left of her armed forces was a few dozen soldiers stationed at the Crow outpost. At such times, any weakness and hesitation can turn into uncontrollable tragedy, and in order to maintain order for the refugees, the only way to kill them is to kill them.

"Cut...... That stinky bitch isn't easy to deal with. ”

The peeping man hiding in the darkness took in all this and cursed involuntarily. As long as Marivian was still standing on the hill as a torch, the desperate refugees would cling to this life-saving straw.

"The faith of mankind is nothing but a false illusion, and she will not last long. ”

"Let's try it another way?"

Invisible magical fluctuations spread out from the darkness, like a wisp of fresh wind slowly blowing across the edge of the Holy White Sanctuary, and the white light that illuminated the vast dark night appeared at this moment visible to the naked eye.

The large-scale strategic magic "Holy White Sanctuary" built by the Maple Leaf Sisters based on the terrain of the hill is far from being shaken by a few unpopular cursed cultists. But they don't need to shake it, just such a mistake is enough.

"The nuns are so tired! They can't stand it! The magic is about to fail!"

Gathering among the refugees who lined up to enter the Holy White Sanctuary at the mountain pass, someone soon "discovered" the vision and shouted.

"Let's get in! The plague won't be cured when their magic fails, and the rest will die!" someone shouted.

The refugees who had been lined up suddenly panicked, and most of them did not see the vision at all, but listening to the shouts in their ears, they still involuntarily panicked and rushed forward in a daze, and the neat line was suddenly chaotic.

The most dangerous thing is not the plague, but the human heart.

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