Chapter 148: A City Like Hell

He left Cambrough and entered two more villages along the way, but it didn't work very well, and the people refused to give him treatment and stoned him, which made him very puzzled, you are going to die, what else can't you try, I didn't even ask you for money.

It wasn't until the barony who arrived at the village's destination found out why, and he saw an apostle hanging from the gates.

Dressed up and walking into the castle, the streets were full of people who were coughing and walking barefoot in the streets to confess, and he slipped aside and grabbed a guard in the corner.

"What's the matter with that bird-beaked doctor hanging at the gates?" Masturbation asked.

"He is an apostle of Satan and a source of disease." The guard was scared and said, "Don't kill me. ”

"How do you know he's Satan's apostle?" Ask.

"He said it himself."

"Oh? What did I tell you? ”

"No, it was the patient he cured who said it, he was from Hilton."

"Whatever it is, he's at least cured of the disease, isn't he? Why did you treat him like this? ”

"It is impossible for Satan to cast out Satan, he is false, that is healed by God, he is only deceiving the people."

"God healed? Why doesn't God treat others, but what Satan's apostles heal, is He currying favor with Satan? ”

"This..."The guard hesitated, he also felt that something was wrong, "That's what the priest said at the time, and we can't do anything about it, after all, at this time, we can only rely on God." ”

"You've missed your only chance to live, struggle in pain, you idiots!" He said angrily, and then knocked him unconscious with a palm.

Hut was a devout believer, more religious than anyone else, as evidenced by the fact that he was able to break free from the clutches of the devil, and because of this, the priest recorded him as a saint and helped him hang the devilish apostle who had bewitched him.

After the usual barefoot prayers, he returned home exhausted, and he opened the wheat pot to see that there was not much food in the house.

He complained that the saints had no material reward, and then began to cook, but for some reason, today's wheat porridge was exceptionally fragrant, and he drank it in a big gulp until he reached the bottom of the bowl, and he found some pink lumps, oh my God! Is it because God hears your complaints? He gave himself food by his old man?

Hut quickly finished eating the bottom of the pot, and then began to pray sincerely, and a shadow in the corner silently withdrew his gaze, and ran towards the chapel of the Baronial Castle.

The next morning, fear hung over the baron's castle, and the inhabitants who went to the square to prepare for prayer showed their horror and screamed from time to time.

Seeing the hope of the castle, the guidance of God, the priest and his nun lay generously in the square, their limbs neatly arranged, countless rats climbing and eating on them, and where they walked was a huge five-pointed star magic array.

"You killed the apostle of the Holy One with your own hands, his soul is crying in Hell, the Holy One thinks that you do not need to be rescued, the battlefield of Hell has decided to bypass this area, no longer remove the power of Beelzebub here, foolish human beings, let your gods save you!" The butler read the words written in blood next to the magic circle, and said to the nervous baron, "We seem to be in serious trouble. ”

"yes, I should step up the guards." The baron said with a deep cold breath, he looked in the direction of the city wall and said, "The body of that heretic is gone, isn't it?" ”

"Yes, Lord Baron, the chief knight was there yesterday, but disappeared in the blink of an eye." The guard said.

"Tell the church to send another priest." The baron said distressedly.

"The church is taking care of itself, and we recruited this priest." The butler reminded.

"Ah, yes." The baron sighed, "The guy who was named a saint by the priest, you bring him. ”

"I'm afraid he may not be able to hold this position." The butler shook his head slightly, then looked back, and the baron turned back, and saw the fellow who was called the saint standing behind them at this time, his eyes were purple and black, and he looked like his faith was broken.

Not far outside the city, he gathered the ashes of the apostle, packed his relics together, and then urged his mount to go straight to the county of Xander.

The episode of the Baron's Castle silenced the whole person, which made him enter the city of the Count of Sander without mercy, and the corpses in his sight were scattered all over the ground, they were different but had the same pain, and they expressed all kinds of sadness and despair.

The streets of hell and the alleys between the houses were full of poor praying people, who were repenting of their sins, coughing and even vomiting blood, and some even collapsed in the walking prayer procession, and their companions were scattered.

On his way to the bazaar, he had met at least three waves of whippers who had used thorns to draw their blood so that they could drive away their sins and ask for God's forgiveness.

He glanced at them casually, disgust appeared on his face, these unreasonable fellows behaved worse than the church, watching them whip themselves one by one, there was always a feeling of showing off, I didn't know whether to call them pious or stupid.

The door of the shaving shop was full of people, they could not wait for the doctor to visit their home, they knew where their demons were, and they believed that the shaver would help them to heal by bleeding them.

The flower shops withered, the bakeries closed down, the shops in the streets were left without attendants, and they were all busy praying.

The ring surrounds the rose

The pocket was full of bouquets

Ashes, ashes

We're all dead

As if a soul was peeping, walking in the center of the city, he looked up at the building on the side of the road, but he couldn't tell which window the sound came from, and he finally sighed and continued to walk.

Bypassing several corpse collection sites and two carts pushing corpses, he arrived at the sixth stall in the bazaar, which was one of the few stalls still open in the city.

"Sage-sama!" When he walked to the booth, the Dark Knights who were sitting in the straw immediately saluted, but were stopped by him.

"Where's the maid?" Ask.

"Steward Art has gone to the castle to sell soap to the nobles." The Dark Knight said, "I'm going to ask her back." ”

He nodded, looked at the pile of wheat stalks and thought for a moment, and finally sat down on the wooden box under the carriage beside him.

After a cup of tea, the maid led six or seven dark knights back, and now the city is going crazy, and a lady who goes to sell goods basically can't come back.

"Sage." The maid saluted.

"This is the relic of the seventy-second apostle, and there is time to transport it back." She handed her a large package, "We don't need to deliberately sell our products, it's up to them to buy them after notifying them once." ”

"That's what you said, but if it weren't for the fact that the soap was unsalable, I wouldn't be in such a hurry." The maid said helplessly, "In the past, they would buy some, but now... If it weren't for the large number of people I brought, they would have even chopped me up to make pills. ”

"Let go of unnecessary adventures, and if you can sustain the operation to support the apostles, you will be considered complete." Comforting her, she asked, "Is there still anyone working at City Hall?" ”

"Yes." "They're going to organize people to collect and isolate the bodies and assign doctors, otherwise the situation in the city will be even worse." ”

"It may only be when they are utterly hopeless that they will be given a new lease of life." Handing over the package to the Dark Knights to refill their supplies, he looked with the maid at the men who were being chased by the Whippers and asked, "What are those, wizard?" ”

"No, the merchants and usurers of the city, who are the descendants of Judah." "Very few of their people are sick," said the maid, and the floggers decided to get rid of them, believing that they had colluded with the devil. ”

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