The crowd dispersed in horror, and the guards ran from afar. When the warning bell was ringing, the frightened white dove flew over the heads of the crowd.

Roddy's eyes swept to the buildings on both sides, and the next arrow in his hand was already on the string - he was extremely alert at this time, fearing that another enemy would threaten Sally.

Sally did not simply stand there. While Roddy rushed over, she had turned around and blessed the "Sacred Shield" and a series of BUFs to the two of them one after another.

Roddy understood it and turned around, both of them standing back to back, while scanning the places where enemies might appear in front of them.

However, until more than thirty guards rushed over, no trace of other assassins was found around.

The short bow lowered, and Roddy breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed the assassination safely, but when he turned around, he found that Sally was staring at him, tears flashing.

The eyes seemed to see through Roddy, but he didn't dare to look at each other at all. It hurt her heart a minute ago, how do you face it now?

The eyes were full of hope and desire, but after the two looked at each other for three seconds, Roddy moved away guiltily and tried to put away the short bow and arrow as if nothing had happened.

Sally pursed her lips and didn't say anything. Then she noticed his leather armor stained with blood. After raising her hand to cast the "secondary therapy", she raised her arm and wanted to touch Roddy, but finally clenched her fist and turned around to give orders to the captain of the guard behind her.

"I need to confirm their identity by thoroughly checking all the buildings around me and keeping the enemy's bodies."

"Nei, bring two teams of shield guards to protect Baron Rody back to the Duke's Mansion."

"Kova, go inform the Wellington Knights about this matter, and implement a curfew tonight, only open the North City Gate and strictly search the crowds in and out."

After orders were issued one by one, the seventeen-year-old Nefi's maturity and stability were now quite as good as his father Angma's style. The chaotic scene was gradually suppressed, and the soldiers maintained order and began to block the city and urban areas in an orderly manner.

"Earl of Winston, do you need me to escort you back?"

Taking a few steps, Sally looked at the coward who was still holding a short sword in her hand. The latter had no courage to answer at this time and turned his head without saying a word and left.

The team of the Knights of Titus rushed over first. Sally looked at Roddy deeply and turned toward the monastery. In fact, she didn't need to inform the bishop in person, but when she saw Akasha coming, she decided to leave.

Faced with his "real girlfriend", Roddy didn't know how to explain for a moment and said, "I... had no choice just now, after all, Sally-"

He knew that his actions could easily lead to misunderstandings from Akasha, but the young priest shook his head and grabbed his hand and said, "I believe in you."

Roddy tightened her slightly cold palm, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "Go to the Duke's Mansion first, this matter is related to the undead, I will not let them go.

Akasha and his side did not forget to carefully examine the wound on his body, but when they looked to the other side, a trace of worry flashed in their eyes.

She pursed her lips slightly, and her mind was full of Roddy and Sally fighting back to back. Looking from a distance, she felt that these two seemed to be the most suitable pair - but Akasha quickly suppressed such concerns. She tried to turn her attention to the crowd around her, but then she suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Roddy turned his head and asked.

"No—nothing, I just read it wrong."

Akasha thought he saw a familiar figure, but thought it was impossible, so she didn't look at it and quickly followed Roddy's footsteps.

Walking in the corridor of the Duke's Mansion, everything around was still as familiar as I remember. Butler John led Roddy, who had changed his leather armor, to the front. When he arrived at the room on the second floor, he pushed open the door and whispered as he bowed: "The master is not in good health, so the lady specifically told me not to tell him about the assassination."

"I see."

Roddy nodded and then thought for a while, saying to Akasha who was always following him: "Let's rest in the guest room first, I'll go find you later."

"OK."

Akasha obeyed and left with Butler John, while Roddy reached out to tidy up his cloth robe and walked into the room.

The rich smell of potion came over the face. Duke Angma sat upright in the armchair. Although he had not seen him for more than a month, Roddy felt that his face seemed to have been aged a few years again. The old man's cheeks were swollen, and his pale and haggard face was extremely wrinkled. After hearing Roddy approaching the house, he seemed to have spent a lot of effort to open his eyes:

"Fortunately... I've been able to hold on until now."

The old man tried to smile and signaled Roddy to sit down.

"The condition...has it worsened?"

Roddy frowned slightly. The Duke who went to the Brill Forest was far from so old, but at this time he found that the other party's "health" was close to the bottom, obviously not much time.

Regarding his straightforward questions, Angma nodded and said without hesitation: "The destined thing is just one step earlier or one step later. I have always been afraid that I will not wait for you to come, so I bought the bottle of potion for a large sum of money. Now it seems that I can't use it."

He pointed to the table next to him, and Roddy looked over and found a bottle of potion there. The liquid in the transparent bottle was slightly purple. You could feel the magic fluctuations in it two meters away. Roddy understood that this was a "elegant" high-level potion, even more powerful than those that Ansadin had.

Buy this medicine just to wait to see you?

Roddy frowned slightly, feeling that Angma seemed to value him too much.

"By the way, why didn't I see Sally? She... Cough cough... She went to pick you up. I saw that she had put a lot of thought into it. She started dressing up early in the morning, and didn't let me see her when she left... Cough cough... she looked like it."

Angma tried hard to laugh, but started coughing violently.

"Are you two having a bad time? I don't see that she's not very happy when she comes back."

After hearing this, Roddy understood what the problem was: Sally seemed to have concealed a lot of things, so that the duke thought the relationship between the two was the same as before.

"Sally and me..."

He wanted to explain, but when he saw Angma's faint smile, he swallowed the words to his mouth, and then he showed a reluctant smile: "I had a fight over something before, but now it's fine."

"Young man..." Angma waved his hand, "I heard the bell just now, and you looked very alert when you walked in-"

"So...what happened?"

Roddy knew that some things could not be hidden from the old man, so he said bluntly: "The assassination of the undead is directed at me and Sally, but I have all killed everyone."

He was not interested in describing the process of counter-assassination and continued: "But this time the matter was a bit weird... The assassin was very weak and could not match Magda and Belom at all. Obviously, this was not Augustine's men."

"Who is that?"

"Augustin has been secretly confronting the parliament, and the two groups of people are independent of each other. This time they should be subordinates of the Dead Parliament."

Angma thought for a moment, then frowned slightly, "I remember you mentioned the 'plague, this time I asked you to come, mainly because of this matter."

"There are some intelligence there. You can take a look first. Today's intelligence has also been sent. The situation seems to be more serious than expected."

Roddy's eyelids suddenly thrust and immediately looked at the contents on the stack of parchment paper. Soon, a golden prompt appeared in the "taskbar"—

[Judgement of the Throne of the Bone] The second phase of mission activation:

Mission description: Learn about the "plague" and find out the source of infection.

Mission reward: 86 experience points.

With such a prompt, Roddy's forehead unknowingly felt a little cold sweat. He reached out to wipe it away, looking at the information in his hand, and there was only one sentence in his mind that echoed:

Actually ahead of time

Roddy mentioned the "plague" with Angma before because in 596, a big plague broke out in the Kingdom of Karen.

The orcs did not destroy the Karen Kingdom in 591. The reason was that the royal family secretly reached a certain agreement with the undead, allowing the Tasman Kingdom to "surround Wei and save Zhao" and attack Zoro's logistics troops in the rear, resulting in the "King of Ten Thousand Axes"'s first invasion that only captured half of Iverta.

Just when the kingdom thought he had escaped, the plague that broke out in 59 years caused heavy losses to the people - this plague that lasted for more than half a year caused fundamental losses to the national strength, which was the biggest foreshadowing of the future kingdom.

It was not until a year later that someone judged that the plague was related to the undead through some clues. The theme of the expansion pack in 596 was to deal with the overwhelming army of the dead...

Now that the nightmare suddenly came early, Roddy only felt a little chill in his blood - not because of fear, but because of nervousness: having this task exists, it means that there is still a way to deal with the plague.

From another perspective, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people are now in their own hands

His eyes turned to those place names, expanded the territory map, took a deep breath, and murmured in a low voice: "It's the same place..."

At the same time, Sally, who had returned from the monastery, stepped into her bedroom.

In front of the dressing table, her hair was neatly cleaned by her assassination. She took off her gorgeous long skirt and washed off her makeup after spending hours. After putting on a simple white robe, Sally looked at herself in the mirror, took three deep breaths, then rubbed her slightly red and swollen eyes, and turned around and walked out of the room.

Walking from the second floor to the first floor, Sally came to the room with a firm pace, waved her hand and knocked on the door gently after she left.

"Please come in."

A faint sound came from the room, and Sally stepped in, then reached out and took the door with a "click".

"I want to talk to you."

She looked at Akasha in front of her and said.
Chapter completed!