On the 48th day of the Evergreen Season, two days before Punk and others set off, the Koala family's house secret room.

Zweig sat on the seat in the secret room, and he kneaded his temples with his thick and fat fingers. The big-bellied nobleman no longer had the calmness of his past, because he learned a news that the church of Tissar was wanted and the charge was for attempted assassination of the lord!

For Zweig, who has always been in the position of "the most loyal collaborator of the Tissar Church", this is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue.

You know, just two months ago, he was helping the Tishark church sell those weird perfumes. Just two days ago, he just gave a large number of slaves "persecrated" from refugees to the Tishark church as believers to show his loyalty.

Not only did he participate in these things, but even guys like Hurt were once a member of Tishahal's helper, but they all quickly escaped when they saw that the situation was not good. Hurt even defected to Punk in time. Before he knew it, the only one left was the Koala family still hesitant.

Zweig also had some fantasies about the church in Tishahal. The Koala family invested too much effort in the church in Tishahal. If they just quit withdrew with bare hands, Zweig would hurt.

Zweig, who was wandering on the edge of greed and reason, thought for a whole night, but in the end reason overwhelmed his desire. He made up his mind to abandon the broken ship of Tissar!

Even though Tissar promised glory and wealth, status and power, he still had to have the opportunity to enjoy it. Zweig still knew such a simple truth.

"Sir Zweig, have you really thought about it? In this way, we will really break with the Tissar Church."

Zweig's most trusted old housekeeper Cora said earnestly.

"There is no other way. If we don't get out of here, we will become the scapegoats for all nobles."

A trace of resentment flashed in Zweig's eyes, and finally said helplessly:

"The things that have cooperated with Tisshar cannot be hidden. You can know it with just a prophecy spell, so we simply stop hiding it. If you pass the order immediately, you will publicize to the outside world that we are confused by the evil of the Tisshar Church. Now Pan Ran wakes up and then comes to the warehouse to release grain immediately to express goodwill. At least in this way, the church will not move us.

As for the refugees' slaves who sold their bodies... they all pushed Hurt to the head. He had participated a lot in this matter anyway."

Zweig was still a character who was in charge of a family, so he immediately made a judgment on abandoning the car to protect the coach.

"In this case, although heavy punishment and suppression are inevitable, it can at least protect the existence of the Koala family."

Zweig closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair, opened his mouth slightly and gasped, losing his strength like a pile of mud.

"What are you still standing there? Why don't you send orders quickly?"

Zweig said weakly in the gorgeous seat, because of his helplessness and sadness about the "end" and his tone was not very good.

"Mr. Zweig, are you sure you won't change your decision? Are you sure you want to betray the great goddess Tissar?"

After waiting for more than ten seconds, what came from the room was not the loyalty of the butler Cola, but a gloomy and weird voice.

"What's going on? You...you...you..."

He suddenly opened his eyes and what a terrifying scene Zweig saw.

I saw the old butler Kora, who had been following him since childhood, was smiling strangely with a bloody smile he had never seen before. At the same time, his skin began to shatter quickly, and his skin and meat fell to the ground in a "sparse" manner.

Soon, the skin called "Butler" became a pile of bloody minced meat, replaced by a thin human figure dressed in a pitch-black carapace.

The most terrifying thing is that at some point, a silver knife appeared in the hand of the "steward", and the cold light at the edge of the knife even stinged Zweig's eyes.

"Since that's the case, you're useless. Goddess Tissar does not need disobedient lackeys. Now, your death will be the final reward of the Koala family to Goddess Tissar."

"No...how is it possible? Come on... Come on... Come on... Ah..."

Unfortunately, this is the secret room of the Koala family, and no one can hear Zweig's shouting.

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Outside the city of Dolaiz, refugee area, the 49th day of the eternal season, the morning before Punk and others set off

Dichter was in a very good mood. When he went out to fetch water, he even started to play with the naughty children.

All of this is because of Bilan, and only Bilan, who made Dichter care extremely, could influence Dichter's mood so much.

In fact, Bilan's condition did not continue to worsen like most people's pessimistic thoughts. Her body was getting better day by day, and the speed was getting faster and faster. It seemed that the sleeping immune system had finally woken up. In just a few days, Bilan, who could not even move her fingers, could stand up carefully.

This situation is very common in many sick professions. Most professions who are "placed" in refugee camps due to infection and plague have begun to improve gradually. It seems that immune cells that have integrated special abilities such as fighting spirit and magic have finally begun to show their due power.

However, such luck is limited to professionals. The "gray bone plague" is still an incurable disease for ordinary people. Even if this disease can be cured after a period of time, it is impossible for ordinary people to support it until then with the fragile constitution of ordinary people.

Although Dichter still couldn't help but feel sad for the deaths of ordinary people, he still felt very grateful:

"It's really great that Bilan can get better."

Dichdo sincerely thanked her fate. He didn't even want to recall what it felt like to see Bilan weaker but unable to do anything. Fortunately, everything has passed.

Dichter walked in a dirty refugee camp. Although more than three days had passed, all refugees, sick professions and even the nobles who fled were not allowed to enter the city. The fear of the plague in the continent of Feren is beyond anyone's imagination. Until now, there are still people in the chamber of Dorez's council that are proposing to burn all the refugees to death.

But Dicciduo was not worried at all. He believed that with the existence of Biran's teacher, Punk, the plague would definitely be solved, and everyone could be saved, at least Biran would definitely be saved.

"That's a wizard with a cold face, he will definitely save everyone."

He believed so.

The naive Dichter walked to the refugee gathering place and began to give some food to orphans who were separated from their parents. No one would do this except a very small number of pastors of the Good God Church. However, today, he found that there seemed to be someone else in the same thing.
Chapter completed!