Netheril’s Glory

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“Blan, Blan, wake up, wake up …”?

Blan vaguely heard who was calling her, but she had no way to respond. Now Blan only feels like she is in an endless lake, sinking and sinking into eternal darkness.

“Blan, wake up, please, please wake up …”

“It’s that voice again …”

Blan’s efforts to condense the scattered consciousness, she wanted to wake up, she wanted to respond to the urgent call.

Under the influence of the young girl’s willpower, she felt that she slowly stopped and continued to sink, her body began to surface a little bit, and finally …

“Blan, great, you finally woke up, it’s great”!

Blan vaguely saw the scene in front of him swaying shallowly and deeply, and a crying side face was softly calling his name.

“Dicido …”

Blan’s lips twitched faintly, and only then did she realize that she was lying on Dicido’s back and was being carried forward by the teenager.

Blan’s first reaction was to let Dicido put herself down, but she felt that her body was unprecedentedly weak, and even moving her fingers was very strenuous. In desperation, Blan had to blush and pretend not to know about it, asked in a small voice Road:

“Where is this, what’s wrong with me”?

Dicido didn’t realize the girl’s shyness, he quickly explained the situation to Blan:

“When we stayed in the White Tower until the afternoon, you suddenly fainted and started a high fever. When I was helpless and planned to run out of the White Tower to find medicine, Sir Knight Cascathe just led the soldiers to disperse the crazy believers, now around Dorez City. Almost all villages and towns in China have experienced outbreaks of disease and Evil Cult. Sir Chief Knight is helping refugees who are not sick. We have gathered with refugees from three other towns and are heading to Dorez City. “

“How is that child …”

Blan immediately remembered the little boy he rescued, and she impatiently asked Dicido.

“He … is sick …”

Hearing Dicido’s vague answer, Blan stopped talking. She already knew what the child was. At Faerun Continent, the kindest way to deal with an ordinary person who had an infectious disease was to confine herself in a remote place. Extinguish.

Dicido carried Blan on a deep and shallow foot away from the big army. Both of them sank, knowing that Blan once again recognized a problem.

“Dicido, why did I faint suddenly?”

Blan has some doubts about her sudden coma. As a Level 4 Apprentice Level Wizard, her physique is definitely not as fragile as it seems on the surface. It is logically impossible because she ran away all the way.

But this question Dicido did not answer for a long time, Blan lying on the back of the teenager clearly felt Dicido’s body trembling slightly.

“Dicido …………”

“Blan … you … sick too!”

Hearing Dicido ’s whispered answer, Blan only felt that her consciousness had become blank. As a Class Holder, she should be immune to all common diseases, so the first word that came out of Blan ’s mind was— —Magical disease.

Magical disease, what a terrifying existence! The powerful magical disease is a terrifying existence that is truly murderous and invisible. Even many powerful Class Holders also talk about color change!

Blan suddenly realized that he was so close to Dicido. Once he transmitted the terrifying magical disease to Dicido …

“Dicido, please let me down …”

Blan tried his best to twist his body and wanted to leave Dicido’s back.

“Blan, Blan, it’s okay. I’m already immune to this disease. It’s possible that one in more than 100 people will get antibodies, and … and, I won’t abandon you anyway, Blan.”

Dicido said to Blan seriously!

“Dicido, you … this fool”!

Blan felt the tears in his eyes were about to be to bear, and he had to turn his head to avoid Dicido’s sight.

One of the two was sunk.

In order to divert attention, Blan finally calmed down and began to observe the surrounding environment. Now the large refugee forces are leading a small team of City Guard along the “Nielan trail” to Dorez City. Many of those refugees are old. Weak and sick, they limped with numbness, and everyone’s face was confused and hopeless. From time to time there were several cryings from children, which made people feel particularly worried in this wilderness.

“Dicido, am I sick? How can I be allowed to join the refugee team?”

Blan suddenly discovered this question. It stands to reason that his family has no influence on this major event. Shouldn’t the sick one be “abandoned”?

“Well … Which Sir’s discipline are you, Sir Chief Knight specifically told you to take you, this plague is spread by contact, as long as you stay away from those refugees, it will be fine!”

Dicido spoke these words very frankly. In his view, it was as it should be by rights to take the sick people away, because it is difficult to accept that the 100 surnames were abandoned by the disease.

But Blan was silent, and she suddenly realized why those people looked towards herself with disgust and fear.

“In their opinion they are a dangerous Alchemy bomb”?

Blan thought sadly.

“And it hurts Dicido.”

Watching Dicido sweating on the grass on the principle road, and carrying himself carefully, Blan felt for the first time that the boy’s silhouette was so powerful and tall, and he was so weak and weak.

Mira and Chicasa slowly sneaked into the horizon, as always, but some riots suddenly appeared in the refugee forces.

I saw each and everyone. The soldiers rushed into the team and removed dozens of elderly people with poor legs and feet from the army.

“No … you can’t do this”

“Grandfather, grandma, you have to take them there”

“Shut up, are you crazy?”

I saw several strong City Guard throw old men rough on the grass, and threatened them with lance to prevent them from returning to the team. Among the refugees, the crying was tragic and tragic. There were even many youngsters with red eyes intending to seize the weapons in the hands of soldiers.

Seeing this scene, Dicido also frowned, intending to stop the soldiers’ atrocities in the past.

But at this time, a short officer stood up and shouting loudly at the rioting refugees:

“Enough, who is not disciplined, execute without any mercy.”

The loud voice is still shocking on the grassland.

“It’s Sir Class Holder …”

“It’s Class Holder …”

Seeing a Class Holder stand up, the confused people gradually calmed down in fear.

“I want to tell everyone bad news!”

The officer said heavily:

“Because the food we carry will be eaten for 3 days, so within 3 days, we must rush to Dorez City, or everyone will starve to death, so we must … make a sacrifice, unless you all want to die in wasteland on”!

The officer’s words silenced the refugees, and Dicido, who was about to rush over to stop the soldiers, also froze in place.

This officer is right. The speed of 5,000-6,000 old and sick refugees is definitely incomparable with that of carriage. Generally, it takes at least 3 days to travel to Dorez City from a town with the walking speed of an ordinary person. Speed, then it will take up to a week, but the food carried by this team is only enough for 3 days!

“Dicido, this is no way, we have no choice”!

Blan gently covered her small hand on Dicido’s fist. Although she was also very uncomfortable, the reality was so cruel.

“You are right, Blan, we have no choice.”

Dicido gently touched Blan’s little hand, indicating that she wanted to open, and then bowed her head sadly and continued to walk forward.