Vol 2 Chapter 133: Dolez the Undercurrent

　　 On the forty-eighth day of the evergreen season, two days before the departure of punk and others, in the secret room of the Koala family.
Zweig was sitting on the seat of the secret room. He kneaded his temples with his fat fingers. The potbellied nobleman was no longer calm and calm as he used to be, because he learned a piece of news that the Tishachar Church was wanted. The charge is an attempted assassination of the lord!
　　 For Zweig, who has always been in the position of
the most loyal collaborator of the Tishachar Church,
this is undoubtedly a thunderbolt.
You know, just two months ago, he was still helping the Tishachar Church sell those weird perfumes. Just two days ago, he had just sent a large number of slaves "persecuted" from refugees to Tishachar. The church is loyal to the believers.
He was not the only one involved in these things, even guys like Hutt were once part of Tishachar's helpers, but they all got out of the cunning situation and quickly got out of it, Hutt took refuge in time. Punk, unknowingly, only the Koala family is still hesitating.
　　Zweig also had some illusions about the church in Tischachar. The Koala family invested too much effort in the church in Tischachar. If they just quit like this, Zweig hurts him.
　　 Zweig wandering on the edge of greed and reason thought for a whole night, and finally reason overwhelmed desire, he made up his mind to abandon the broken ship Tishachar!
　　 Even if Tishachar promised glory, wealth, status and power, he still has to have the opportunity to enjoy it. Zweig still knows such a simple truth.
　　 "Master Zweig, have you really thought about it? In this way, we will really break with the Tishachar Church."
　　 Zweig’s most trusted old housekeeper, Korah, said politely.
　　 "There is no way, if we don't get out, we will become scapegoats for all the nobles."
　　 Zweig's eyes flashed a bit of resentment, and finally said helplessly:
"You can’t hide the things that you have cooperated with Tishharhar. You can know it with any prophetic spell, so we don’t conceal it anymore. You immediately pass on the order and publicize the evil of the Tishharhar church. Confused, now Pan Ran woke up, and immediately came to the warehouse to put the grain and express kindness, at least so that the church would not be able to move us.
　　As for the refugees' sold slaves...... they all pushed to Hutt. Anyway, he didn't participate in this matter."
　　Zweig is still a figure in the hands of a family, he immediately made a judgment to abandon the car to protect the handsome.
　　 "In this case, although heavy punishment and suppression are inevitable, at least the existence of the Koala family can be preserved."
　　 Zweig closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair, breathing heavily, losing his strength like a mess of mud.
　　 "What are you doing in a daze, don't you pass the order quickly".
　　 Zweig lay on the gorgeous seat and said weakly. Because of the helplessness and sadness of the "end," his tone was not very good.
　　 "Mr. Zweig, are you sure you will not change your decision? Are you sure you want to betray the great Goddess Tishachar"?
　　 After waiting for more than ten seconds, what came from the room was not the loyal response of the butler, Cora, but a gloomy and weird voice.
　　 "What's going on, you...you..."
　　 opened his eyes suddenly, what a frightening scene Zweig saw.
I saw Cora, the old butler who had followed him since he was a child, laughing strangely with a smile he had never seen before. At the same time, his skin began to crack rapidly, and skin and flesh were falling "sparsely". On the ground.
　　 Soon, the skin sac named "Steward" became a pool of minced meat, replaced by a thin, thin human figure in a dark carapace.
　　 The most terrifying thing is that, at some point, a silver knife appeared in the hand of this "housekeeper", and the cold light from the blade even stung Zweig's eyes.
　　 "In this case, you are useless, Goddess Tishachar does not need a disobedient lackey. Now, your death will be the last return of the Koala family to Goddess Tishachar"!
　　 "No...how could it be possible, come soon... come soon...ah..."
　　 It's a pity, this is the secret room of the Koala family, no one can hear Zweig's call.
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　　 Outside the city of Dolez, the refugee area, the 49th day of the Evergreen season, the morning before the departure of punk and others
　　Diqiduo is rarely in a good mood. When he went out to fetch water, he even happily played with the mischievous children.
　　 These are all because of Bilan, and only Bilan, who is so concerned about Di Qido, can control Di Qido's mood so greatly.
In fact, Bilan’s condition did not continue to deteriorate like most people thought pessimistically. Her body was getting better day by day, and the speed was getting faster and faster. It seemed that the sleeping immune system was finally awakened. Within a few days, Bilan, who could not even move her fingers, could stand up cautiously.
This situation is very common in many sick professionals. Most of the professionals who have been "placed" in refugee camps because of the plague are beginning to get better. It seems that immune cells with special abilities such as fighting spirit and magic have finally begun to show The power they deserve.
But this kind of fortune is limited to professionals~EbookFREE.me~The gray bone plague" is still an incurable disease for ordinary people, even if this disease can really heal itself without treatment after a period of time, With the fragile physique of ordinary people, it is impossible to support that time.
　　Although Diccito still feels sad for the death of ordinary people, he still feels very grateful:
　　 "It's really great that Bilan gets better".
　　Di Qiduo thanked his fate from the bottom of his heart. He didn't even want to recall what it was like to see Bi Lan weaken a little bit but unable to do anything. Fortunately, everything was over.
Dikido walked in a somewhat dirty refugee camp. Although more than three days have passed, all the refugees, sick professionals and even the nobles who fled are not allowed to enter the city. The degree of fear of the plague is beyond anyone's imagination. Until now, someone in Dolazi's chamber was proposing to burn all the refugees.
　　 But Dickey is not worried at all. He believes that with Bilan’s teacher, punk, the plague will be resolved and everyone can be saved. At least Bilan will be saved.
　　 "That's a cold-faced mage, he will definitely help everyone"
　　 He believed so.
The innocent Diccito walked to the gathering place of refugees and began to give some food to the orphans who were separated from their parents. Usually, no one would do this kind of thing except for the very few pastors of the Church of the Good Gods, but today, he discovered There actually seems to be someone doing the same thing.
　　 Those are three people in brown linen robes. Their faces are all covered under their hoods. The leader is a petite girl. They are carrying a cart full of grain and are distributing grain from tent to tent.