Chapter 53: A Process Different From Imagination(1/2)
Amid the groan, Qin Ran slowly walked past the people tortured by the plague, and white brilliance scattered across the world as he moved forward.
Just as a week ago.
Holy and kind.
Yes, kindness.
There is no better adjective except kindness.
For a whole week, Qin Ran did not stop for a moment. He walked from one end of the Gold Leader to the other end. Whenever a new patient entered the Gold Leader, he would attract the warm holy light.
In the Holy Light, the damage caused by the plague of decay is rapidly reduced, and although it cannot be removed, it is enough to make people feel hope.
In hope, everything will be beautiful.
And those who long for hope came to Golder.
In just less than a week, the only town in Gold's leadership was filled with people infected by the rotten plague.
In severe cases, they lay in the manor of the central tower in the town.
A little lighter, lying outside the manor.
If you are lighter, stand along the town.
However, no matter how good it is, the kind crown prince will treat everyone equally.
He will smile at you.
He will encourage you softly.
He will relieve your pain.
Glory appears again.
The low prayers continued.
Rufu and his disciple walked behind Qin Ran with the medicine box on their backs. The wise man's eyes were red, and he did not have Qin Ran's extraordinary physical strength. The other party, who only had a moment of rest every day, had completely entered a state of overdrawn at this moment, but he did not slow down at all.
He distributed the potions to the hands of people infected with the "plague of decay".
And Rufu's disciple, the young man, said things to note over and over again.
Everyone who sees two people will smile with kindness.
The smile was full of gratitude.
It is precisely because of this gratitude that young people are becoming more and more energetic.
He seemed to have found his goal in life.
But Ruf frowned slightly.
More and more infected people are coming to Goldwood.
The Goldie, which was not big, was almost overcrowded.
More importantly, the crown prince has not had a rest for a week.
He didn't know how much physical strength this magic would consume, but he knew very well that once the underworld was exhausted, it would be the beginning of the disaster.
This wise man had already smelled an unusual smell.
"Go and call Lord Rof."
Ruf ordered his disciples.
"But Your Excellency Rof is monitoring the preparation of the potion..."
"It's okay."
“It’s even more important here.”
Ruf waved his hand.
The young man ran quickly towards the tower.
This scene was seen by Lord Gold, the "wandering Doctor" Ike, who was standing in the shadow.
"What did he find?"
‘Wandering Doctor’ Ike narrowed his eyes and looked at the back of the young man who had gone away.
"After all, he has the name of 'wise man'."
"He found out that something was too normal."
"If you can't find it at all, it's disappointing."
"But, so what?"
"The overall situation is decided!"
"No one, nothing, can be stopped. Now we need to wait, waiting for the crown prince to show his tired posture."
Lord Gold, dressed in plain clothes, said softly and slowly.
At this moment, the holy light that had been falling from Qin Ran suddenly stopped. Although it returned to normal the next moment, it was seen by the two people in the secret.
"Look, the opportunity is here."
Lord Gold laughed.
"Leave the rest to me."
The wandering doctor said this and walked quickly to the distance.
...
Qin Ran walked from one end of Gold's leadership to the other end. When he turned back again, he did not continue to disperse the "holy light" for the "plague of decay" as before, but returned to the tower manor.
"Crown?"
Rov, who brought a chair for Qin Ran, was worried.
Qin Ran waved his hand and said nothing, and the fatigue on his face could not be concealed at this moment.
Looking at this exhaustion, Ruf gritted his teeth.
"Mr. Mang, please leave Gold's leader as soon as possible."
“There is no need to stay here.”
The wise man said with a very fast speech.
Faced with such a proposal, both young people were stunned.
"Human heart."
"It's the most unpredictable."
"It's also the most fickle."
Ruf said with a wry smile.
Before the wise man could explain more, there were bursts of noise outside.
“Why aren’t our loved ones treated?”
"Why are only those people treated?"
"yes!"
"It should be our turn!"
...
When Rufu heard such a voice, his face changed.
He guessed such a scene, but he didn't expect that such a scene would come so quickly.
"Mr. Please..."
"I'll go and have a look."
Qin Ran waved his hand and interrupted Rufu's words. He stood up from the chair. The fatigue in his expression did not disappear. He slowly walked out the door.
Outside the house, a group of people are surrounding here.
They were all big and round, each holding a sword, each holding a strong aura, each with bad people, each with bad corpses... without a complete corpse.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
[Dandelion's Piercing] Like a ghost in the dark, he was quickly traveling among the group of people.
It is like harvesting wheat and harvesting the lives of these people.
Blood was drifting like rain.
The head rolled, and the corpse fell in pieces.
In almost the blink of an eye, there was no one who could stand in front of me, and there were only people who moaned softly under the torture of the "plague of decay".
What's more, Ruf, who stared at this scene with wide eyes and incredibly widened.
To be continued...