Duke of Grief

Bishop Savalis regained consciousness from sleep, and his eyes were still dark.

It should be very early! He judged this way.

After his age, his sleep quality has not been very good, even as a regional bishop of the Glorious Church.

Even as a mortal, he is old enough, plus there are many things that require him to work hard, so that he wakes up every day at about three or four in the morning.

The rough palm touched the wrinkled forehead, and Bishop Savalis woke up from the faint, slowly climbing from the solid wooden bed, his feet fell, stepped on his shoes, but at the next moment, he Rounded his eyes and looked up in amazement.

There was another person in this dark room. He heard another breathing sound besides himself. Although his eyes were dizzy, he could not see clearly, but he was still drilling into the room through the gap between the curtains. With the help of moonlight, I saw the silhouette of the man.

"Huh? Woke up?"

The figure sitting on the chair suddenly chuckled and scared Bishop Savallis so hard that he frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Bishop Savalis saw the figure snapping his fingers, the candlelight in the room lit up suddenly, he raised his eyebrows, and saw the man's appearance clearly under the firelight.

A brown curled head, like a henhouse, patched fur coat is old and not well fitted, dark skin, and a few freckles on his face.

The young man was smiling with an unknown meaning at this time, but judging from his previous hand, he should not have much hostility towards himself, otherwise he should be dead now.

"Who are you?" Bishop Savalis asked again.

"For safety, I need to confirm again..."

The young man did not immediately answer the question of Bishop Savalis, but instead asked with a smile: "Are you the bishop Randolph Savalis, right?"

"Yes!" Bishop Savalis nodded and narrowed his eyes, "Then? What do you want to do?"

"That's good!"

The young man smiled, and then Bishop Savalis saw him **** for the brass ring on his index finger, and a strange figure appeared before his eyes.

A pair of ink-dark dragon horns stood upright, with a smile on the corners of the mouth, but with an inexplicable evil spirit, and the bright yellow vertical pupils in the dim room gleamed faintly so that Bishop Savalis could see clearly His face.

Bishop Savalis glared, his dry hands clenched suddenly, and a cool air flowed up the back of his spine, rushing towards the sky, even if he didn’t use [Identify the camp] he seemed to be able to see the person in front of him blooming Red light.

After seeing the old man's reaction, the black dragon smiled and introduced himself: "Introduce yourself, I am Cervantes Doig · Wind of Sorrow!"

As soon as the words fell, Cervantes saw the regional bishop clearly relieved, "It turned out to be the Grand Duke..."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Bishop Savalis responded and asked in surprise: "Why did you want to come to me at this time?"

Although it is not midnight, but if it is not bright today, the moonlight passing through the gap between the curtains will tell you that the moon may still hang high in the sky today.

Dive into him at this time...

"After all, I came here to lurk and look for clues. The plague church may have penetrated the top of the Moore Business Federation. If I am not careful, I may be rounded up." Cervantes shook his head and chuckled. "Besides, I have also inquired. Many people in the city know that you will get up and pray at about three or four in the morning. For safety reasons, it is most appropriate to come to you at this time."

Bishop Savalis was slightly awkward and reasonable.

After laughing for a while, Cervantes gathered his smile and said straight away: "You should have been commanded by you under the crown of light, right? Then I want to know, what kind of person is Earl Clyde!"

"Count Clyde..."

Bishop Savalis took a breath and frowned slightly, not long after relaxing. "This generation of Earl Clyde is a'bold' person, quite aggressive, but because of some experiences as a child, A rather grandiose person, after that..."

"Oh, by the way, Earl Clyde is in the grain business, which is one of the reasons why the Clyde family can enter the decision-making level with the title of "Count"."

"If other information is needed, it may take time to prepare..."

"No!" Cervantes smiled slightly. "That's enough."

Then he stood up, "Master Bishop Savalis, thank you for your cooperation, please don't tell anyone I have been here."

The old bishop nodded, and the black dragon turned his brass ring to change to the appearance of the young man. He grinned at the old bishop sitting on the bed, his figure flashed and disappeared.

The curtain moved with the wind, revealing the windows that were open later, and then Bishop Savalis realized how the Black Duke came in.

He walked slowly to the bed. Before closing the window, he glanced at the moon that had been enveloped by clouds, couldn't help sighing, and then closed the window.

…………

In the evening, after throwing the ‘dinner’ provided by the hotel — a piece of black bread and a glass of water — into his stomach, Cervantes returned to the narrow and dark room, sitting by the bed and waiting for the night to come.

He plans to go to Shangcheng District again tonight to see that the spread of the plague cannot be that fast. Before he noticed it, the plague might have spread among the crowd.

It must be said that the route of infection of this plague is really terrifying!

You don’t even need to think too much, just let a nobleman bring the plague into that gold-selling cave. After a night, a few people will be infected with the plague, and in a day, almost all the people in the gold-selling cave will know. Infection, until night, these people who are infected with the plague but do not know it will spread the plague to those nobles.

If during this period, the banquets of the nobles are held more frequently, maybe after ten days and a half months, the plague will set off a huge panic.

Because the nobles have money, they can find the priesthood to expel the plague on themselves, but at this time, the plague has spread and cannot be contained at all.

Even the people in the upper city inevitably have some necessary communication with the people in the lower city, and Gordon is a commercial city. Soon, the plague will be taken out and spread to the entire country and even the surrounding countries. .

Of course, before that Cervantes would stop all this, because Sera did not like to see this kind of thing happening, so he would solve the plague before the spread of the plague.

Before leaving, he put a note in Bishop Savalis's room to inform the bishop of everything, and he believed that the bishop did everything well.

As soon as it was dark, Cervantes had arrived in the upper city.

At this time, the pine fire and the whale oil lamp by the road had just lighted up.

Qingcheshulu found the location of the "Xinjin Grottoes", looked around casually, and soon the two familiar carriages appeared.

As a giant dragon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he has extraordinary memory, and if he deliberately remembers it, he can even remember it.

Presumably, their master has entered the "Golden Cave"!

With a confident smile, Cervantes slowly approached the two carriages. The two drivers were chatting, but the guards standing beside the carriage were bored.

"...The guards around your adults have changed again?" Earl Clyde's driver looked back at the guards who were on the side, looking at the unsmiling faces, a little surprised, "Are they a bit like this?" It's so boring."

"A very special time..." Marquis Dulle's driver said casually. He was now used to the guards' gestures.

"It's your lord--"

The sound came to an abrupt halt, and the two coachmen sat in danger, and took up the reins, because their master was walking out of the big courtyard with a ugly face.

"go back!"

Their master ordered at the same time, they did not have any doubts, even if they had seen a lot of people pouring out of the yard.

With a wave of reins, the two carriages ran in the opposite direction, leaving the land of right and wrong first, and left behind those nobles who quickly walked into the carriage and shouted to go back, or stood in front of the gate and yelled.

Cervantes squatted on a roof not far away, looking at the tumultuous yard thoughtfully.

He heard clearly that someone was dead there!

While checking the body of the dead man to see if he was poisoned to death, the plague inside him accidentally appeared...

Is it a coincidence? Or did it intentionally?

Turning his head to look at the two carriages that were moving away, Cervantes suddenly felt that there were more and more "things" in the city.

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