Duke of Grief

Cervantes opened his closed eyes and asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing with her?"

"We need a witness, she is a good candidate." Ziegler smiled.

Hill didn't know what they were talking about, and her eyes were fixed on the patients in the ward.

She remembered what Ziegler said just now. This layer is holding a "monster", and the monster's name is "cyst", which is a plague!

And this kind of plague cannot be removed by magic, so logically, those patients are now dead, or about to die, but...

If so, what are these in front of her? Illusion?

Heilong glanced coldly at the beautiful woman next to Ziegler, and closed his eyes again, "Just do it, as long as you don't make trouble..."

Hill took a deep breath and asked indifferently, "Who are those?"

Ziegler replied with a smile: "Patients."

Hill asked again: "But don't you say that the plague on them can't be removed by magic?"

The smile on Ziegler's face grew brighter, "but that doesn't prevent us from curing them-it's just another method!"

Hearing this, Hill took another deep breath, calming his surging mood.

"How did you heal them?" Hill asked softly.

"Use potions!" Ziegler replied with a smile.

"Potion..."

Chewing the word, Hill turned his head to look at the red dragon beside him, and looked at the smile on his face, but it was a little more sincere than before.

No longer able to hold back the throbbing heart, Hill asked step by step: "Even if the magic technique doesn't work, how did you cure them with potions?"

"How else?" Ziegler's smile gradually receded, with a sneer. "Of course it's'research plague'!"

In an instant, Hill clenched her fists, but two malicious and full gazes fell on her at the same time, causing her to be dull for a moment, and after this moment, her face was pale and gave up. Ziegler launched an attack.

Cervantes closed his eyes again. He was staying here. He could only go back once every half a month, but it would be better after today. Now those patients are already on the last day of observation and they are actually infected with the plague. It has long since been wiped out, and if it was not for final insurance, he would not be here now.

"After painstaking research by the research team led by me, according to my previous research data, we found the weakness of the "cyst" plague, but after all, it is not a magical treatment. If you use a medicament to remove the plague from their bodies at one time, patients will suffer It was a great injury, so we developed a medicine that can inhibit the continued deterioration of the patient's condition and slowly remove the plague'virus'. It took more than a month to finally restore the patient to normal." Said this At the time, Ziegler's mouth was slightly warped, and he looked quite proud.

Hill was silent for a moment and sighed: "Is this your calculation?"

"Naturally." Ziegler nodded with a smile.

There was a fake smile again on the face of the red dragon. Hill looked at the smile on his face, and suddenly felt a feebleness rising from the depths of her heart, causing her to helplessly sigh again.

"So, what the **** do you want to do?" Hill frowned, "I came here temporarily, you can't predict when I will be here!"

"It has nothing to do with me!" Cervantes' eyes did not open, clearing his relationship with this matter, "We had no plans at first."

Hill stared at Ziegler, and the red dragon laughed aloud twice: "I can prove that this has nothing to do with Cervantes, but I want to prove to'you' that what you did was Incorrect!"

"You" refers to the Free City-State Alliance, but what does this have to do with her Hill?

Hill was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he roared angrily: "Since you want to find trouble in the Alliance, what do you do with me? And who knows what you do with the plague?"

"I want to find a messenger. After all, the guys in the Liberty City Alliance will chase me as soon as I reveal my identity. Those with low identities cannot report them to the upper echelons, and those with high identities do not want to mess with me. It’s good to publish the news, but at this time, Your Excellency Hill, you are here.” Ziegler smiled, slightly lowered, “You become my savior.”

Hill couldn't help but shudder. The red dragon's words sounded disgusting. No, even the red dragon itself was the same, which made people feel a chill.

"Of course, I won't force you to do anything, but I hope you can help me bring the words to the people of the Free City State Union and hope they can cancel my wanted order." Ziegler said with a distressed expression. "Because of the wanted order, I need to hide my identity to be able to move, which is too uncomfortable."

The honorific is used only when people are needed. This red dragon is so annoying!

Hill grinded his teeth, but thought of the success of his hands here, he chose to give up.

"And in return--"

Ziegler smiled mysteriously, leaned into Hill's ear and whispered, "I can give you the potion recipe!"

Hill's eyes narrowed and Shen Sheng asked, "Really?"

"Naturally, if you don't trust me, we can also find Ms. Fortune to help us make a contract."

Ziegler's eyes were full of smiles, because he knew the specifics of the Union of Free City States.

As a multi-ethnic mixed area, the plague problem has always been the ‘stubborn disease’ of the Free City-State Alliance. When many diseases that seem to be common in one race are transmitted to another race, a new type of plague will form.

Not enough. Since ancient times, this has been the case in the Free City-State Union region. No matter how they want to reform, unless an unprecedented ‘racial separation’ is launched, it will eventually return to its original point.

Therefore, except within the scope of the Free City-State Union, there are very few multi-ethnic mixed phenomena in other parts of the Slo Mendes continent. This is not only because of racial divisions, but also because of "disease" .

The maid ordered people to study the plague, in addition to trying to get rid of the cloud that the plague brought to people, more importantly, they wanted to achieve'multi-ethnic mixed residence'.

The city of Wind City, and the country of the Duchy of Winds, will become a country of "only right and wrong, regardless of origin" under her will, just like the country she always misses and misses.

As a legend born in the Free City-State League, Hill has lived for more than 100 years so far. During this long period of time, she has seen a lot of joys and sorrows, as well as a lot of people who have been displaced.

She is not a good person, but these things are too much, or she will gradually become numb, or she will have a guilty heart, and she is the latter.

"You convinced me..."

Hill sighed a long time, and Ziegler gave a satisfied smile.

It’s not a hassle to bring a sentence, and there should be businessmen in the country who come here to do business from the Free City-State Union area. Just ask them to take a sentence back with them-as long as it is in her name.

"You are really a man of deep sense~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ziegler praised it.

But this red dragon's praise did not make Hill happy, but her mood became worse.

‘I didn’t come here until I knew it. If I didn’t come to this hospital, it wouldn’t be so much...’

Hill hummed, but heard Ziegler call himself: "Oh, yes, Lord Hill, there is actually one more thing."

"Huh?" Hill glanced at the Red Dragon.

Red Dragon said with a grin: "Then we will announce this news-in fact, even if we do not announce the news, many people have guessed it, because before this, we have issued a notice, basically everyone in Wind City knows We have had a plague here. If the Liberty City Alliance came, I hope you can help me stop..."

"……whispering sound!"

Being used by this red dragon again and again and again and again, Hill is very upset!