Flame, if it is not mysterious, there are indeed many famous temples in the world that still use the holy fire as a symbol of the temple.

And to say that it is mysterious, didn't this local sacrifice itself also burn the entire village and town with fire?

There are many famous mercenaries in the Greek world, who roam the islands of the Aegean Sea to earn commissioning fees.

Many of these powerful warriors play with fire.

After all, the lethality of flames has long been known to the public.

Some of them can attach flames to their blades and arrows, while others can concoct incendiary bombs with their own secret recipes.

On remote islands where civilizations are still primitive tribes, these mercenaries can even be worshipped as gods by the local natives.

Although the priest only served in a small village on the small island of Kephalonia, he was also a man who had seen the world.

He doesn't think it's a big deal just because someone can play with fire.

After all, Prometheus has been gifting flames to humans for thousands of years, hasn't he?

But here's the problem: attaching flames to the weapon, or throwing out a small clay vase with Greek fire in it. Is this the same concept as letting a small flame burn quietly in the palm of your hand?!

"You—No! You are."

The priest's voice trembled.

It was only then that he realized from his chaotic, frustrated, and sad emotions that the person standing in front of him seemed to be too different from ordinary people.

Like those eyes—they glow in the darkness!

"No, I'm nothing, just a passing mercenary with a bit of a helping heart."

Lan En calmly closed his palms, and the small flame disappeared.

"Of course!" The priest subconsciously wanted to refute something, but then immediately controlled his mouth. "Of course!"

He bowed humbly, and the two guards behind him followed him.

It's much easier to talk than just now.

At least they won't think that they are mercenaries who don't understand anything, and who will go on a rampage and ignore it with just a good heart.

Lan didn't believe in God, but he also knew that if he wanted to accomplish something in a certain place, he had to make full use of and match the characteristics of the locals.

He first helped the fishing village in Auriden, and now it is also true for the plagued villages of the ancient Greek world.

Besides, he didn't lie to anyone, did he? He just said plainly: 'I'm just a mercenary'.

It wasn't until the priest straightened up that Lan En continued.

"First of all, thank you for your decisiveness, sacrifice. To be honest, I was worried about what would happen if the plague in this village spread. ”

"I should be able to help patients with my knowledge, but that's all I have with me, and I can't figure out your local herbs in a short period of time. Something ugly"

The witcher sighed deeply and helplessly.

"Your assertiveness has saved me from the torment of conscience. This family of four is probably the only group of patients I can save. ”

"Great uh?" The priest only reacted now, and he didn't seem to have asked the name of the 'person' in front of him. "You've won the prize, we're just doing the will of the gods."

Lan shook his head at the statement.

"No, you did your best."

"Getting the sick to go to the underworld is not easy for you and your men. In such cases, the most timid people would drive the villagers alive and gather them to burn them to death. Because they did not dare to get close to the patient, and did not dare to let their sword bring out the blood of the patient on their body, it did not matter if they let the patient die in great pain. ”

"You've at least worked with your men to gamble your own lives and let them go."

This is a helpless truth in the context of the times.

Medicine is something that has only begun to develop rapidly in modern times, and before that, it was a matter of high ethical work to get the people in charge of controlling the spread of the plague to be more skillful with the sick.

Lan's left hand pinched a mudra again under everyone's gaze.

Chaos magic filled in, and a circle of purple fluorescent runes appeared on the ground, encircling the family of four.

This bizarre degree is even more exaggerated than the fire in the hand!

As soon as the [Ardennes Seal] was released, it was taken back by Lan.

This seal does not have any practical purpose, but rather to reassure the sacrifice.

"I have locked up the plague on them for the time being, and it will not spread. Please help me find a place to live around here, and I'll take a while to make sure the plague is eradicated. Just find a place on this piece of ashes. ”

Lan En turned to the priest and said.

The priest himself was about to kneel down and sing hymns to Lan En at this moment, what else could he say?

Ma Yu'er took the guards to find a small building that had kept the main body intact in the fire.

Lan En took the surviving family of four over.

"Do you know a girl named Xena?"

Lan En has not forgotten Fauber's commission, and he should always have an explanation for whether Fauber's friend lives or dies.

And the little girl in the family of four raised her head and asked timidly: "You are looking for. I? ”

Such a coincidence?

Lan En raised his eyebrows, finally encountered a good thing in this dark and oppressive infected village.

Facing the nervous family, Lan En comforted them: "You have a friend on the other side of Kephallonia named Fauber, right?" She entrusted me to come to you. ”

The two adults were a little afraid to speak in front of Lan En now.

But the little girl and her brother had bright eyes.

"What Fauber said is true!" "She knows a demigod! A true demigod! "But didn't she say it was a woman? And an eagle? ”

The two people chattered and quarreled, adding a little vitality to this dead and silent village.

"I'm not the one she says she is, and I haven't known her for long."

Lan shook his head.

"And I'm not a demigod in your mouth. I just have the knowledge to help you. ”

The two children looked at each other suspiciously, they didn't understand that someone didn't recognize such a powerful identity as a demigod.

But the other thing is that -

That Fauber guy actually knows two demigods?!

And the priest who walked in the front did not even look back.

As a devout believer, he has a solid foundation in myths and legends.

I don't want to admit that I am a demigod of the son of Zeus, although I don't know what the origin of this person behind me is, but this mood is estimated to be very different.

Anyway, for mortals, it doesn't matter if the demigods admit it themselves or not.

Soon, a group of them were in the ruins of the house that could still be inhabited.

"Prepare some food, I estimate it will take seven or eight days to wipe out the plague from you."

Lan said to the priest.

This caused a wave of confusion from the other party.

"'The plague on us'?"

"Yes." Lan En nodded, "After all, you have a lot of contact with the villagers, so you follow along. ”

He had expected that the priest would resist such a practice, but to his surprise, the priest himself and his guards seemed to be unable to ask for it.

Simply agreed to come down.

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