Chapter 435: Mara Notes (Part 2)

The sun is still poisonous, and the element of fire lingers in the atmosphere, raising the temperature in the afternoon.
Today is the second day of Grush’s arrival in Mara. The city’s name is called Mara. He borrowed and lived in a civilian’s home, because the business in the Principality of the Eagle is not circulating, basically every town They all need to be self-sufficient, so here it is considered to be a group of city-states, not a country in the traditional sense.
It is worth mentioning that Glush's paladin status made him popular with many people here, which surprised him a bit.
He had just ascended to the Eagle Plateau. He was in the sphere of influence of the agricultural church in the north of the Principality of the Eagle. Although the priesthood was also very enthusiastic, he would not be flattered by the civilians on the Eagle Plateau.
In the north of the Principality of the Eagle, he only knew so much about the Principality of the Eagle, and he now knows that the Paladin is so popular here.
"Sir Grush, do you need water?"
Outside, the host in plain linen knocked on the door of the paladin.
Grush also wore a common cloth, opened the door, and nodded to the host and said, "No, thank you, but I don't need it. By the way, is there anyone in this neighborhood sick? I think I can go Look, although I am a paladin, I also have the ability to heal and can help."
After hearing Grush’s words, the middle-aged man clearly saw,
Oh, you are so kind, we do have patients here...

The middle-aged man's voice came to an abrupt halt, and he frowned suddenly, shaking his head and saying, "No, that shouldn't be considered sick, but we don't know what it is."
These two diametrically opposite words heard Glush shrouded in confusion.
It looks like ‘sick’, but not ‘sick’? Could it be that the evil forces have eroded the body?
"Master, can you take me to a trip?" Grushe frowned deeply. "Listening to your description, I think there might be some evil force that eroded those people's bodies."
"Do not……"
Contrary to what Grosh had imagined, this middle-aged man with some sturdy body was not scared by his words, but shook his head instead, sighing: "Your Excellency Grush is actually in Mara, although we do not have a church , But there are still monks. The sun gave the monks the holy power, so that they can save the suffering. Those who...' got sick', probably be sick people, the monks have checked for them, but found out They are not sick at all, but they are very healthy, but their limbs are weak and it is difficult to move."
‘Healthy but weak limbs, difficult to move? Grus frowned, thinking deeply.
He also knew what ‘monk’ was, and he knew it when he was a paladin of the Glorious Church.
They also belong to the priesthood under the crown of Jean Uther, but they are different from other priesthoods. They admire their physical and spiritual training at the same time. They think that abandoning all property will make them pure in spirit and easier to enter into meditation. ', the realm of sympathy with the sun, so they generally do not retain any property.
These monks eat or drink, or beg for food with civilians. At the same time, they will also use their holy power to help others in the past. It can be said that they are a group of people who are admirable but do not recommend learning. People simply cannot persevere.
The monks are not only present on the Eagle Plateau, there are monks even in the Ogden Empire, so Grush knows how firm their faith is and how powerful the Holy Power is.
"But who knows what happens if you don't try it..."
Grush took a deep breath and rubbed his fingers on the cover of "The Principle of Justice": "Maybe I am weak compared to the monks, but I came from the "outside", and the things I master may be the same as the monks They are a little different, so I think I should go and see. Master, I don’t have to trouble you to show me the way. You can just show me the way."
The middle-aged man sighed at seeing the paladin so persistent, and didn't persuade anything more.
He showed Grouche the way, and then he went away on his own.
Not far apart, only 200 feet from the left, Grush stood in front of the door, looked up at the black stone house, and stepped forward to knock on the wooden door.
"Is anyone at home?"
Grus shouted outside the door three times, and after a long wait, someone opened the door.
"Is there a problem?"
Standing behind the door was a young man with a bad complexion. His skin was brown and red, and his slender tresses hung down from his temples. His face was not very good, but after seeing Grushe, he froze slightly.
Grush had a temperament that made him acquaintance. This man was wearing a coarse linen and holding a thick book in his hand. This look looks familiar...
Just like those monks!
Before waiting for the young man to say anything, Grush introduced himself first: "Hello sir, I am a paladin under the crown of Karl, named'Grush', just arrived in Mara, and temporarily at Mr. Haar's house Borrow. I heard that something strange happened in the city, so I thought to check it out. I don’t know if there is anything that can help, don’t be surprised."
"...Please come in."
Not only the temperament of Grus made the young man believe his words, but also because he had a pair of clear and innocent eyes and the holy light shining on his hands.
Most of the people in the Principality of the Eagle believed in the of brilliance, but they also respected the of justice, and the paladins were their distinguished guests.
Holy power is a power that every priesthood can master. Only the Holy Light, but only the paladin or the Holy Spirit pastor can use it. This is a common sense in the Principality of Eagles.
The drops of sweat slipped from the temples, and just standing outside was illuminated by the sun, and Glush was already sweating.
But even with a lot of sweat, Grush had never given up and stood outside the door waiting for the host to open the door.
"My name is Penu..."
A few rays of sunlight enter the house through the thick curtains, which is the only light in the house.
Stepping on a soft but tough wooden ladder, Penu took Grush to the second floor.
"The'patient' that Uncle Hal said was my sister Hana."
Walking in the narrow corridor on the second floor that was not enough for the two to walk side by side, Penu pushed open the door of the innermost room and looked at the girl lying on the bed and said, "Hannah has not been able to do it for three months. She stood up from the bed, but the masters said that Hannah was very healthy, and she had nothing to do with her bones and muscles, but she didn’t know what was happening. She couldn’t stand up, and it was even hard for her to eat.

On the Eagle Plateau, if the sun is shining, people will feel the weather is very hot, but if they avoid the sun, then they will feel very cool.
In the room, the girl was covered with a fur quilt and was sleeping with her eyes closed.
"Hana needs to sleep for at least ten hours a day. There is no clock at home. It is difficult for us to judge the time, but it is also the little master of the lord's family. Everyone in Mara who has this disease is..."
In Penu's words, Grush noticed one thing.
The young master of the lord's family also got the disease, and many people in this town have the same disease, but-people who get along with these patients, such as Penu himself ~EbookFREE.me~ did not get sick!
Is this disease an infectious disease? If yes, what are its channels of infection? In other words, this is not a disease at all!
If this is not a disease, then why do these ‘patients’ behave like this? Before the ‘sick’, did they have any similarities?
Grush felt as if he had caught a clue. Those same points are not necessarily explicit, but may also be hidden!
By this time Penu had quietly closed the door, leaning weakly against the wall, covering his face with his hands.
"Someone has died because of this disease. I want to go out to work, but I need to take care of Hana. There is not much food at home..."
Looking at the painful look of Penu, Glush was hesitant, but after a moment of silence, he still fixed his eyes and asked, "Mr. Penu, I don't think this is a disease, nor a curse!"
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