Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 484 484. Gathering Treatment

Flame, if we say it is not mysterious, there are indeed many famous temples in the world that still use the sacred fire as the symbol of the temple.

And if it's mysterious, didn't this local priest himself burn down the entire village with fire?

There are many famous mercenaries in the Greek world, traveling around various islands in the Aegean Sea to earn commission fees.

Many of these powerful warriors are good at playing with fire.

After all, the lethality of fire has long been known to the public.

Some of them can attach flames to their blades and arrows, while others can prepare incendiary bombs with unique secret recipes.

On some remote islands where civilization still exists among primitive tribes, these mercenaries can even be worshiped as gods by the local natives.

Although the priest only works in a small village on the small island of Kefalonia, he is still a person who has seen the world.

He doesn't think it's a big deal just because someone can play with fire.

After all, it’s been thousands of years since Prometheus gave fire to humans, right?

But the question is: attaching flames to weapons, or throwing out a small pottery bottle containing Greek fire. Is this the same concept as letting a small flame burn quietly in the palm of your hand? !

"You, no! You are."

The priest's voice was trembling now.

Only then did he realize from the chaotic, frustrated and sad emotions that the person standing in front of him seemed to be too different from ordinary people.

Just like those eyes - they glow slightly in the darkness!

"No, I'm nothing. I'm just a passing mercenary who wants to help others."

Lan En calmly closed his palms, and the small flame disappeared.

"Of course!" The priest subconsciously wanted to refute something, but then he immediately controlled his mouth. "certainly!"

He bowed humbly and saluted, and the two guards behind him followed his movements.

This is much easier to talk about than before.

At least they won't let them think that they are a mercenary who knows nothing and goes on a rampage with no regard for anything but a kind heart.

Lan En does not believe in God, but he also knows clearly that if you want to accomplish something in a certain place, you must make full use of and cooperate with the characteristics of the local people.

He first used this to help fishing villages in Oriden, and now it is also applicable to plague-infected villages in the ancient Greek world.

Besides, he wasn't lying, was he? He just said it clearly: 'I am a mercenary'.

When the priest straightened up, Lan En continued to speak.

"First of all, thank you for your decisiveness, Priest. To be honest, I was worried about what would happen if the plague in this village spread."

"I should be able to help patients with my own knowledge, but I only bring so many herbal medicines, and I can't understand your local herbal medicines in a short time. To put it bluntly,"

The witcher sighed deeply and helplessly.

"Your decisiveness saved me from the torment of conscience. This family of four is probably the only group of patients I can save."

"Great eh?" The priest only realized it now. He didn't seem to have asked the name of the 'person' in front of him. "Thank you very much. We are just following the will of the gods."

Lan shook his head at this statement.

"No, you did try your best."

"It is not easy for you and your men to let the patients go to the underworld directly. Generally, timid people will drive away the villagers alive, gather them and burn them to death in this situation. Because they don't He dares to be in close contact with the patient and dare not let his sword bring out the patient's blood on himself, so it doesn't matter even if the patient dies in incomparable pain."

"You at least made an effort with your men, risking your own lives to let them go quickly."

This is the unavoidable truth in the context of the times.

Medicine only began to develop rapidly in modern times. Before that, it was an extravagant expectation for those responsible for controlling the spread of the plague to deal with patients with high professional ethics.

Lan En's left hand made another handprint under everyone's gaze.

Chaos magic was filled in, and a purple fluorescent rune circle appeared on the ground, encircling the family of four.

This level of bizarreness is even more exaggerated than the flames on your hands!

[Arden's Seal] was taken back by Lan En as soon as he released it.

This seal does not have any practical effect, but is to reassure the priest.

"I have temporarily locked the plague on them so that it will not spread. Please help me find a place for people to live near here. I will take a period of time to ensure that the plague on them is eliminated. On this piece of ashes Just find a place.”

Lan En turned to the priest and said.

The priest himself was almost kneeling down to Lan En and singing hymns. What else could he say?

Maliaoer took the guards to find a small building that kept its main body intact in the fire.

Lan En took the surviving family of four over.

"Do you know a girl named Xena?"

Lan En has not forgotten Fu Bai's commission. He should always have an explanation whether Fu Bai's friend is alive or dead.

The little girl in a family of four raised her head and asked timidly: "Are you looking for me?"

Such a coincidence?

Lan En raised his eyebrows, finally encountering something good in this dark and depressing epidemic-infected village.

Facing the nervous family, Lan En comforted them: "You have a friend on the other side of Kefalonia, named Fubo, right? She asked me to come here to find you."

The two adults were now a little afraid to speak in front of Lan En.

But the little girl and her brother had bright eyes.

"What Fu Bai said is true!" "She knows demigods! Real demigods!" "But didn't she say it was a woman? And an eagle?"

The two people were chattering noisily, adding a little life to this dead village.

"I'm not the person she says. I haven't known her for long."

Lan En shook his head.

"And I'm not a demigod as you say. I just have the knowledge to help you."

The two children looked at each other in confusion. They didn't understand that someone could deny such a powerful identity as a demigod.

But another way -

That guy Fu Bai actually knows two demigods? !

The priest who was walking at the front didn't even look back.

As a devout believer, he has a very solid foundation in myths and legends.

There are many demigods who are unwilling to admit that they are the sons of Zeus. Although they don't know the origin of the person behind him, their feelings are probably very different.

Anyway, to mortals, it doesn't matter whether the demigods admit it or not.

Soon, a group of them arrived at the ruins where people could still live.

"Prepare some food. I estimate it will take seven or eight days to eliminate the plague on you."

Lan En said to the priest.

These words aroused confusion from the other party.

"'A plague upon us'?"

"Yes." Lan En nodded, "After all, you have a lot of contact with the villagers, so you also follow them."

He originally thought that the priest would be opposed to this approach, but unexpectedly, the priest himself and his guards seemed to want it.

Agree simply and neatly.

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