The third day of heavy snow closure. The whole city seemed to be suffocating. I braved the wind and snow and entered the Royal Alchemy Academy.

The wind was cold outside the window, and in the originally dark study, I unscrupulously lit candles, and imagined finding some clues to the dispensing of medicine that would not die if I ate it.

But at this time, it seems that it is too late to turn the book, and I can't calm down at all when I am frizzy in my heart.

I don't think the formulas given to me by those doctors are very reliable, and one said that I used Ningshen Flower and Silver Leaf Grass to match. One told me to use the Tranquility Flower and the Demon Emperor Grass. But just now I read the Demon Emperor Grass in the book and said that it has mental side effects. It is true that there is a tranquilizer in the potion given to Ralph, but the record of this medicine is to promote sleep and enhance the oxygen consumption of the heart?

What the fuck does this mean?

After flipping through the book for a long time, the only thing I could think of was the potion that Ralph had given him before he disappeared. There are no side effects or contraindications in the book. But this was originally prepared for Fred, and combined with other potions, he was very interested in tossing his little lover. Although I am not sure now, according to my understanding, it is possible to improve the physical fitness of both of them, even for a short time.

After I made a large packet of this potion, I added golden ginseng to this potion. I read that the pharmacopoeia says that golden ginseng can improve body functions. But there is no record of what kind of bodily function it is. I couldn't care so much, and after I finished mixing it, I frowned and drank a bottle of experiment.

I packed a large bag of raw materials that I could remember and brought them back.

Running eagerly on the way back, I could only pray that nothing would happen to them again. I've saved Oriden on the battlefield, I've fought so hard to survive until now, but I don't seem to have done anything other than that for the benefit of others, and I watched those men be killed during the Hillsbrad raids, and that hunter of Alterac Shaun I don't know if he's still alive, and the two poor girls today......

I was suddenly disappointed in myself.

Pushing open the door, the two girls lay quietly on the bed, the brazier in the room was about to go out.

I hurried over to them, the two girls seemed to have trouble breathing, I touched their faces and necks, they were both frowning and their eyes were closed, their foreheads were hot, but they were lucky to be alive.

They each had a bottle of potion like the one for Ralph and a wet towel on their heads, and I sat by and watched them react. When the sky dawned, and they didn't seem to be anything unusual or changing, I poured them another bottle of the potion I had created on a whim.

When I woke up from the cold, it was already dawn, the wood in the brazier was almost burning, and the room was cold enough. I hurried up to see how they were reacting.

Miracles, after all, still didn't happen! Still having a fever.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but my hand touching their foreheads doesn't feel as hot as it used to be.

Maybe it works! I poured a big bowl of the potion on a whim.

Near noon, another girl woke up.

She got up and looked around in some amazement, at me, at Felicia.

"You're awake......" I said.

She didn't speak, but suddenly began to vomit frantically.

I hurriedly brought her a wooden basin, and I didn't know what was in her stomach, and it squirted out of her stomach and nose along with the yellow slimy things.

After throwing up for a while, she collapsed on the bed and fainted.

It really scared the hell out of me. There was still blood in the foul-smelling vomit. I don't know what those yellow-colored sticky things are, maybe it's phlegm.

When I came back from the outside of the house after brushing the basin, Felicia was already lying on the side of the bed and throwing up!

In the afternoon, the girl who had woken up first woke up again. She sat up from the bed and saw me. She looked at me blankly, then at Felicia, who was unconscious.

"Where am I?"

"You're safe."

"I'm not...... In the ......"

"No, and you're far from that."

"How did I get here?"

"You still have the strength to ask so many why?" I laughed. Hand her a bowl.

She smelled the smell of the bowl and looked up at me.

"This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor, the Tranquility Flower and the Silver Leaf Grass."

"Felicia, she...... Why aren't you awake yet? ”

"I don't know, leave it to fate. At least you're alive for now. Drink, don't let my efforts go to waste. With that, I turned to look at Felicia. Her breathing became much more even.

She drank all the medicine in one go. "Thank you, I...... Do you know you? She asked.

"If only you knew her." I say. "I'll get you something to eat. If you're feeling better, help me take care of her. ”

Before the porridge was ready, Felicia woke up. However, she seemed to be much worse than the girl named Lucille, and she vomited twice before she slowly recovered.

When she saw that it was me, her tears flowed again.

I don't know if it was a mistake or what, but after two days of low-grade fever, the fever suddenly subsided.

I really didn't know what to say in the face of their thanks. Somehow...... Maybe I saved two people.

That night I quietly put down their deed of sale and sixteen gold coins in front of Felicia's pillow, and left the place. That's probably the best way to go.

Standing on the street corner opposite the embassy, the lights in the embassy's soldiers' barracks have been extinguished! Seeing this, I resolutely climbed over the wall and entered the embassy. The embassy is empty! Not a single one is gone!

Fred and his little lover are gone!

I suddenly lost my bearing, I lost my purpose. I wanted to do something, but I had no clue, I didn't know what to do. Maybe it's true, as the lone wolf said, I can't do anything now. I even suspect that my wait is pointless.

The snow-covered streets were not cleaned by anyone. The sparse pedestrians were all tightly covered and looked hurried. Originally, I thought that there would not be so many poor people in this royal city, but I was still too naïve.

Outside the church, a porridge shed was erected for almsgiving. A large crowd of people dressed in tatters gathered around it. The monks were busy distributing food to the poor people, and it seemed that they could do something good not only in prayer.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the porridge shed, and I watched the group of people around in front of me flash to the side. When the crowd was chaotic, several people rushed forward and began to snatch the bread.

When someone starts grabbing bread, more people join in the snatching. The surrounding guards were overwhelmed by the chaotic crowd at once.

In the face of hunger, in the face of access to food, there is no morality.

The shouts of the monks were instantly drowned out by the chaotic screams and shouts. Seeing them in a mess, I decisively flashed to the side.

Looting turns into violence in the shortest possible time, and violence must shed blood. The guards and monks who had maintained order managed to break out of the encirclement of the refugees and retreat to the door of the church.

I suddenly remembered when I was starving. I wondered what I would do if I was in this group. Maybe I'll go even further than they did.

Chaos can give birth to law, and only food can produce morality.

The snatch was over soon. People who were not fed flocked to the church. The guards and the monks quickly retreated to the church and closed the door.

But the hungry people didn't stop, crying and cursing, and banging on the church door.

Blood stained the snow beneath their feet, and some people lay there, not knowing whether they were dead or alive, or whether they had been beaten like this or squeezed down and trampled like this. They are like fallen leaves on the ground, kicked around under people's feet.

Night is fast approaching. This group of people who don't get food will not let them go easily. After a while, a large group of guards ran towards them. The hungry people not only did not flee in fear, but bravely met them.

The conflict did not continue.

I shook the snow off my body and turned away.

On this day, I slipped up to the church again. But to my surprise, the church was opened, and the refugees entered the church instead of in the snow and ice. Out of curiosity, I walked in.

But when I walked into the church, a familiar figure caught my eye.

I silently ducked to the side and watched as she distributed food to the hungry. Seeing her busy distributing food to people gave me a lot of thoughts. The moment she lowered her head, it always made me a little trance.

Perhaps, I can go back! Back to where I first came from.

The alms in the church have been busy from morning to night, and today's group of people are quite obedient.

When the refugees in the church left, I left quietly.

For the next two days, I stayed inside the church and watched her distribute food to the poor. Of course, if someone makes a fuss, I won't sit idly by like I did that day.

"You're standing here every day." Suddenly, a tall monk walked beside me.

I turned my head to look at him and mumbled in response.

"You can go get a piece of food." His face was smiling.

This smile is so out of place at this time.

"I'm not hungry." I say.

"You don't seem like a local." He is not leaving.

I didn't want to pay attention to him. "Thank you, monk. I'm fine, go help other people in need. ”

"Do you like that girl?" He asked suddenly.

My eyes glared at him. The smile on his face...... Not ridicule. I hated the smile I had, and I had never seen a man with such a smile.

"You can go over and confess to her."

"You're in too much hands, monk."

"Your temperament must not be a simple person, but the flower of love can only bloom under the catalysis of courage."

I laughed out loud when I heard his last words. "You're a monk, and you still know love?"

"The Light blesses everything in the world. And the power of the Light is love, and love is the source of power. He said.

"Do you want to preach to me? Monk? ”

"The world should have faith."

"What about this group of people?"

"They are all believers in the Light."

"But the Light didn't fill their stomachs."

"Although everyone's life path is different, it may be smooth or bumpy. However, only the light can guide you so that you will not lose the direction of your life. ”

I stared into his eyes and he looked at me. But the difference is that this person's eyes are so clear, as pure as the eyes of a newborn!

"Go and save them. Monks, they need your light more to warm their hungry and cold lives. I gestured to the crowd around me.

"Ha, I can see that you are a resolute and kind person. When the spring breeze brings warmth, in this bitter winter, you will definitely understand the way of the Holy Light! He's still talking.

I looked at him with some disgust, but the young monk in his twenties still smiled at me.

"My name is Uther, can you tell me your name?" He said.