Duke of Grief

"Huh? Am I?" Ziegler raised an eyebrow, leaned back, and turned to look at the Glorious Church priest standing beside him.

"Yes, Mr. Ziegler." The clergyman lowered his eyebrows, ignoring the many sights cast around him, and bent down to Ziegler, "We need your help!"

Ziegler smiled as he held the books in his hands, "Go and talk!"

The priest followed Red Dragon all the way, watching him put the books back on the shelf, and then walked to the corner of the stairs outside the library, both stopped.

Ziegler took out a cigarette, lit it, and leaned on the railing behind the glass window. He smiled and asked, "Is it "Farrol"?"

The clergyman focused his head, and then bowed deeply, "Yes, since you already know this, then I now want to invite you to go to Farol to help the local residents lift Sick."

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something again, and hurriedly added: "Of course, our church will also provide enough'remuneration'. If you can help us, our Lord agrees, we are willing to provide knowledge including but not limited to money, books Wait for rewards-even if you can't solve the night ghost plague, as long as you are willing to go, we will provide enough compensation."

Ziegler's vertical pupil reflected the humble posture of the priest in front of him, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he laughed and asked: "Then you are not afraid that I will run over to deceive this money? You know, I But a red dragon, and a notorious dragon came."

The mouth clenched, and the clergyman took a breath. "My Lord is willing to trust you, the maid grows up to trust you, and even the Grand Duke is willing to trust you. That is the reason."

"Well..."

The ashtray flicked to the side, and the red dragon licked his lips.

It was not until now that he had reacted. It turned out that he had been so trusted by others.

He has always thought of himself as a "dragon", but he feels a little weird, but he also feels that he deserves to be so trusted.

Since joining the Principality of the Winds of Sorrow, he seems to have never done anything evil, as for those who have done before... No one will continue to pursue, after all, from an essential level, he really has not done anything special Obvious evil.

Although he studied the plague, he did not spread the plague; he also killed people, but most of the time just for revenge-in this way, does he seem to be bad?

Ziegler leaned against the window and swallowed the fog, not immediately answering the questions of the priesthood, and the priesthood waited patiently.

As far as they know, in this world, apart from the plague believers of the plague church, the most familiar thing about the "plague" is the red dragon in front of him, even those green dragons that may cause many diseases Not necessarily comparable to this red dragon.

This legendary Red Dragon named "Zigler" is the authority of this line, but fortunately he is on the side of human beings, otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"...Not bad!"

For a long time, Honglong suddenly said: "As long as you can prepare the reward, I can't go there, but whether it can be cured, then it depends on luck."

The clergyman immediately browed, looked up in surprise, then bowed hurriedly, "Thank you, Master Ziegler!"

Ziegler smiled and waved his hand, turned his cigarette and looked out of the window, "I'll use teleportation to pass by later, go tell the people over there and let them wait for me."

"Yes, I will go now!"

Then, in Ziegler's ears, there was a rapid footstep, moving away.

He looked at the snow scene outside the window and did not intend to go to Cervantes and say that, anyway, the priesthood could not directly reach him. Before that, he must have contacted Serena, so even if He didn't say that they should know where he went.

It was not until now that he realized the terrible thing like ‘home country’.

At the beginning, he was as free as he could be, what he wanted to do, but since he came to this country, the longer he stayed, the more he did not want to leave. The longer he stayed, the deeper his connection with the country.

Until now, he felt a little uncomfortable even when he went to the far door. In the past, for the red dragon who had no place to move, this was a rare thing.

With a yawn, Ziegler crushed the cigarette butts, then turned downstairs and found the puppet girl who followed Hill on the food street, greeted the legend from the Free City State League, and sent it directly Outside Farol.

Looking around, there was a white snow field around him, and he looked up at the city walls and closed gates that could not be seen in the distance. It was as if he had returned to two hundred years ago.

Everything is so familiar...

The familiar visual sense made Ziegler unable to stand still for a while, but he soon recovered.

It turns out that this is ‘Farol’!

Although he came back here in two hundred years, Ziegler was not very excited. Instead, he was driven away from the world of Assatom by the people of the Glorious Church and the City-State Alliance. Now he is invited by the people of the Glorious Church. Come here and feel a little funny.

No wonder that mortal victims always say "impermanence". It turns out that such funny things can really happen in the world!

In this case, he did not need to go to the local Guanghui Church to ask for directions.

At a brisk pace, Ziegler hummed and walked towards the city.

When he walked to the city wall to show his identity, the priesthood of the Glorious Church appeared here in time, which saved him some trouble.

Ziegler's face became even weirder when he walked on the streets that he had known before.

A ridiculous sense of humor had filled his entire heart, and he had no feeling at first. After coming here, his emotions suddenly became strong and difficult to contain.

"Everyone here is infected with the legendary "Night Ghost" plague?" Walking on the street, Ziegler looked left and right, looked at it for a while, then turned his head to be curious about the priest in a protective suit beside him Ask questions.

"Yes, Mr. Ziegler." Although the priesthood also calls a red dragon symmetrically "Mr." it feels weird, for now, this red dragon is very likely to be the key to saving the city .

"In addition to us latecomers, in our church, there is a legend that the businessman who was vaccinated in your Principality is the only one of us who has not been infected with the night ghost plague." The priesthood said truthfully.

Then, Ziegler learned about the situation here with the clergy, and in a few words, they had come to the local glorious church.

At this time he had some confidence, but he was still not sure.

In fact, since he knew that this place was ‘Farol’, he had a bad hunch, after all, his original laboratory was not far from here.

But it may just be a coincidence. In fact, the Night Ghost Plague has nothing to do with his original research.

However ~www.NovelMTL.com~ With the deepening of his understanding, he became more and more doubtful whether the Glorious Church failed to clean his laboratory...

When he entered the Glorious Church and obtained research materials from the clergy, his hunch was confirmed.

"...Isn't this the virus I originally researched?" Ziegler looked at the data on his hand with a distorted face, and felt as sick as swallowing a fly that flew out of the toilet.

He didn't have much skill at the beginning, only a brain full of whimsy, because suddenly thought of this, so he became interested in the plague.

"This kind of plague needs to separate the "effect" and the "spread", just like the current "night ghost" plague, the effective undead spell and the plague as the appearance must be cured at the same time, so that they can be completely cured!"

Now he knows why the businessman's vaccine was able to defend against the plague, because the virus failed to invade his body from the beginning, and because the virus contains a part of the'dead spell', so the businessman's performance in discharging the virus Will be so intense.

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