We came to Thomson's Jack's Farm.

The farm is surrounded by lush forests. Sir Thomson's farm is just outside the town. The farm is particularly large, and the two towering mills stand out in particular. As a nobleman, with so much land, he should be able to live a very chic and nourishing life.

There was a plague in the city of Lordaeron, but everything seemed so good in this remote country. The farmers here do not seem to be disturbed, they are still working in the fields, and children are playing on the roadside. Everything seems so tranquil and natural.

As I pulled them across the road in the fields, the farmers in the fields looked up, and I didn't like the feeling of being watched.

He came to Sir Thomson's estate to meet his cousin, Thomas Thomson. This man was much taller than me, with black hair, black eyebrows, and pupils, which made up his rather unpretentious looking face.

The gentleman, however, was no more verbal and hospitable than his father. We were assigned to a house near a mill outside the estate. In their words, it was sparsely populated, making it easy to hide.

"I'm sorry, Bill. I didn't expect that. He lay by the fire, his tone full of apologies.

"Nothing, it's normal. After all, you're also from Lordaeron, and it's already a great deal of face for people to see you. I said.

"Haha." He smiled wryly twice.

"Since you have such a good relative, how did you get mixed up like this?"

"My dad died early, and he died before he could be hereditary. It can be regarded as a family road. ”

"So you're going to mix up the gang?"

"How do you know I'm gangster?"

"A gentleman like you, if you don't mix gangs, will you learn to be a governess?"

Then I looked upstairs and lowered my voice and said, "Do you really love her?" ”

"Of course." He had a serious face.

"If you say you want to prostitute for nothing, I think I can understand you." I turned my face to look at him. "Really."

"Of course not!" His eyes widened.

I pouted and smiled. "In that case, I hope you'll treat her well, Lawrence."

In fact, staying away from these so-called acquaintances made me feel more stable and at ease. Sitting on the edge of the burning brazier in the house, the tantalizing aroma of the oily rabbit meat on the grill emanated. This feeling made me yearn for a little and made me have a little greed.

After three days in a place that already seemed a bit like a paradise to me, I said goodbye to the two men. It's time for this little episode to end, and I still have business to do.

"Thank you, Bill." He struggled to stand up and bid me farewell.

"Ha, lie down, handsome little man." I quipped. In the more than a week since he came out of Lordaeron, his face has become swollen, and he is indeed a handsome guy. When stitching his face, I also try my best to put the cracked skin in order to avoid excessive scars. After all, the prospective couple still has to look as pleasing to each other as possible.

Lucille stood beside him, her gaze visibly much softer. "If you see Felicia, say hello to her on my behalf."

"Yes." I lowered my head, pulled the reins, turned and left.

"Bill!" The young man stopped me. "I'm from the Guinea Pig Gang."

"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment.

"The Guinea Pig Gang has always wanted Edward's head." He said.

"You're trying to get me to kill him?" I say.

"No, if you're looking for revenge against Edward, the Guinea Pigs are willing to lend a hand."

"Hah! Will you lend a helping hand or will you use me to get rid of the dissidents? "I said." You're lucky that you haven't grown all the hair, and you're lucky to be alive today. I looked back at the half-grown boy.

Looking at Lucille, I pointed at Lawrence and said, "Take care of him, train him." "Lucille is a few years older than Lawrence, and I really don't know how this teenager came to love this big sister.

Back in Lordaeron, what made me feel the most different was the crowd on the streets. People are like bamboo shoots that pop up after the rain. He was still lifeless when he left, and when he came back eleven days later, Lordaeron was resurrected!

Not only the crowd appeared, but also the smiling faces on people's faces that had not been seen for a long time, and the outsiders doing business appeared in the street market again. The plague is over? I rushed back to the church in amazement.

Uther was not there, and the church keeper said that he was now meeting in King's Square. I was surprised and asked the plague is over? The guard replied excitedly that the church was doing its final blessing ceremony in King's Square, and that the plague was over!

There were more people in the square than on the day of the Winter Veil, and people crowded all the corners of the square, and on the huge platform in the center of the square, the group of church guys stood in a circle, and there was a huge torch in the middle of them. Suddenly, a huge flame erupted from the cauldron, and the entire cauldron was enveloped in a blazing fire.

A burst of shouts erupted in the square, and all the people in the square were boiling! People chanted Fao's name, jumped, and shouted. I was never expecting it. I thought it would be His Majesty the King himself presiding over the ceremony.

It seems that the plague in Lordaeron is really over.

When Uther opened the door and saw me crossing Jiro's legs, he was surprised at first, then smiled happily.

"When did you come back?" His words are always full of kindness.

"Congratulations." I didn't answer him directly, I said, "It seems that you have done a good job during this time." ”

"Thanks to Bishop Fao. And, of course, your credit. ”

"I didn't do anything." I say.

"Of course there is, thanks to your medicine, otherwise, it is estimated that there will be a lot of dead people in the city now."

"Does it work?" I asked suspiciously.

"It allows those who are sick to live longer, and some people do survive by it."

"How do you control the plague? Could it be that Bishop Fao led you to pray for the plague? I said.

"The blessing of Bishop Fao was very useful. The power of the Light is indeed used, and all those who believe in the Light, they are indeed blessed and healed of diseases. ”

I let out a disdainful snort. "If only it were that useful. Then there should be no disease and suffering in this world. ”

"Only believers in the Light will receive it." Uther said. "Maybe you should experience it."

I didn't go any further, but waited for Uther to ask me what had happened the other day.

But the two of us just looked at each other, and he didn't seem to want to talk about the other day. It gave me the feeling that these things had never seemed to happen to him.

Of course, he didn't ask, and I didn't have to explain it to him. I asked Felicia about how she was doing, and I left the church.

People on the street are talking about the same person. They were all having a lively discussion about how Bishop Fao was cured of his illness. I listened to the crowd for a while and found that they had given what I thought was a reasonable explanation for Fao's prayers. However, everyone's lips were full of respect and gratitude for Bishop Fao.

I don't know when I found out that Bishop Fao was nicknamed "Grandpa Winter".

It's a fitting nickname.

After that, there was not much progress in reconnaissance at Lordaeron. After following their transactions several times as well as Edward's whereabouts. It can be said that the thread is broken again. I began to suspect that I wasn't a detective or an assassin.

I spent the next few days in church. Only not in the Cathedral of Lordaeron, but with Uther out of the city of Lordaeron. After walking for several days, I came to an extremely remote church deep in the forest.

I was amazed how there could be a church in such a place. Uther said it was a sanctuary, blessed by the Light, filled with the energy of the Light.

I asked him where it was. He said that this is one of the most famous monasteries in the north...... Tyrisfa Monastery.

At first sight, the monastery, it is hidden deep in the forest. At first, I didn't feel how big it was, but when I walked in, I realized that the monastery was simply too large. And the monks here are also numerous, almost four or five hundred.

Bishop Fao is the administrator of the monastery. I was the first one who was allowed to live in this monastery without being religious.

I don't follow them in the morning. When Bishop Fao preached, hundreds of monks listened with great interest, but no matter how much Uther enlightened me, I just couldn't listen to it. I even think it's an exaggeration.

However, in order to pass the time. I often dragged Uther to wrestling. I don't know where his power came from, but as we became more familiar with each other, the energy he released grew stronger. There were many times when I couldn't get close at all. As soon as I was grabbed by his two big hands, I would fly out and hit the ground hard.

He has always been reluctant to carry weapons. He said that a follower of the Light does not need to use a sword, the Light is their guide, they are like shepherds to guide the people of the world, so they only need a cane. I scoffed at his remarks.

I told him that if faith can save a person, then the most direct way should be force. Protecting oneself from harm and staying alive is the first thing this person should do.

Bishop Fao is actually a very interesting guy. He often stood with his hands behind his back, holding his slightly bulging belly, and watched me and Uther fight hand-to-hand.

He always looked at me with a smile on his face. And when I look at Uther, I feel that there is infinite love and pride in his eyes. It is a kind of elder to junior, teacher to student, especially the guy he loves the most.

this day. Uther didn't seem to show mercy to his men. Although he was also hit hard by me, I felt more and more that I couldn't beat him. It was a completely different feeling from the first time I played him.

"Bill. This is the power of the Light. If you believe in the Light. I believe that you must be better than me. ”

When I heard what he said, I seemed to feel a great insult. I am an Assassin who was raised by Ravenhold! It is a person who has experienced many births and deaths. Is he denying me and doubting me? This thought made me feel uncomfortable.

When I saw Bishop Fao standing there with his hands behind his back and watching the two of us wrestle, I pointed at Bishop Fao and shouted. In fact, until now, I don't know what weapons they, as clergy, should use if they are in danger and need them to resist.