Assassin’s Chronicle

At noon, the front has been able to faintly see the town of Baytown, and An Fei hurriedly let Zubin turn the carriage into the woods on the side of the road, and the two carriages behind him followed.

When they left the holy city, they had a total of four carriages, but now they have become three. Only one of the few people in the mountain will drive the carriage, and no one will change the shift. As a result, in the drowsiness, the mountain carriage appeared. Fortunately, the danger of rollover, fortunately, there were no casualties.

"An Fei, why stop here?" Chris asked inexplicably.

"First let everyone take a break here." Anfei smiled.

"We can rest in the town, and we can find some to eat." Niya said. No one brought something to eat, and everyone was hungry for a long time, but they were embarrassed to mention it first. Now that they can see the town of Bayi, Niya can’t help it.

"Feller!" Anfei called.

"It's there." Feller swayed and ran over.

"You take off the magic robe, put on the usual clothes, and then go to the town to inquire about it, to see if there is any abnormality, it is best to buy some food back. In order not to cause other people's doubts, you can only go alone. ,Is there a problem?"

"No! But... I only brought this dress." Fowler's space ring was filled with gold coins, and almost nothing personal, not to mention clothes.

"Feller, you come to wear me, we are almost the same size." Shant called.

"Okay." Feller promised to rush to Shante.

"Everyone gets off the train! The event will go back to rest after a while, get off and get off." An Fei called, the magician's physique is very fragile, all the way on the carriage, if you fall down at this time, you may Leave some sequelae because of impassable blood. Anfei has the experience of fleeing. The most terrible enemy on the road to escape is not the police, not the enemy, but the threat to your patients anytime, anywhere! Meal winds, day and night rush, before the interception, after the pursuit of soldiers, this time if you can keep your physical strength in the best state, there is still a chance to fight, if you get sick, it will be completely finished.

Now, Anfei has become the leader of everyone's heart. Even though the body is tired again, everyone has walked down the carriage and walked around.

"Anfei, Brave woke up!" Resca picked up the curtain and screamed with surprise.

"I am... where?" There was a weak voice of Brave in the carriage.

"You are in the carriage." Rescar smiled.

"Carriage?"

"Blawe, don't move!" An Fei got into the carriage. He touched the head of Brava and estimated the temperature. Then he gently pressed it on Brave's stomach: "Is it painful here?"

"No pain."

"Here?" Anfei changed another place.

"Not painful."

An Fei changed several places in succession. Brava did not cry out loud. An Fei sighed. If the intestines were broken or damaged, it should start to be inflamed at this time. Then the abdomen will be under pressure and pressed by hand. Going down will feel the pain of being intolerable.

"An Fei, what are you doing?" Reske asked curiously.

"I will have some medical skills." Anfei smiled.

"Does Bravi not matter?"

"Nothing."

"Oh, if there is a light priest here, it would be fine." Reika sighed.

"Light priests? Can they cure?" An Fei widened his eyes.

"Don't believe in the light priest." Chris sneered in.

"What? Are they deceptive?"

"It can't be said to be a lie, but it can't be cured by the light of the Holy Light. I have a friend who is weak and sick from an early age. Every time I go to the priest after I get sick, the Holy Light can have an immediate effect. Let him immediately relieve the pain, but the next day, his illness will recur, and then he has to go to the pastor."

"In any case, it is good to let people get rid of the pain." An Fei became interested in the profession of the priest.

"My friend finally died, and the washing of the Holy Light could not relieve him of the pain. At that time, the pastor said that he needed to ask the Bright Priest to cure him."

"and then?"

"He has been treating the disease for several years on and off, and the family has almost donated it to the church. Where can I get the light to greet the priest?"

"But... the priests are the messengers of the gods of light walking in the world. They are generous and kind, I have seen them with my own eyes..." Reskar said suspiciously.

"They certainly have to do a good job, or how can they get people's beliefs?" Zubin interjected: "But you think about how many people in the world are suffering from the pain? The Holy Light can't cure the roots. They Can you cure it?"

"Zhubin is right, An Fei, do you know who is the richest in the world?"

"businessman?"

"Wrong, it is the priest! Every time the holy light is applied, the price they charge is amazing! People will inevitably get sick, and if they are sick, they will go to the pastor. If the pastor is not cured, they will go to the priest. You want to Think about it, how much wealth they can gather!"

"If you get sick, you can only go to the priest? Is there any other way?"

"Before...The Pan-continent has a group of lifewalkers. They are obsessed with studying the secrets of life. They will also cure diseases, but their methods are too horrible. They even sneak into the cemetery to dig up the dead who have returned to heaven. He had to do some research and was later identified as an evil heresy by the church. He was brutally killed for a long time, and now he can hardly see it. It is rarer than the Necromancer."

"I understand." An Fei nodded.

"Cough... You are biased against the pastor, the pastor is not all you said, my uncle is a pastor, I know him." Brave coughed a few times: "Tell me, where are we now?" What happened?"

"Blawe, then you said, can your uncle cure the disease?" An Fei asked with interest.

"Small illness is ok, and it will not recur in a short period of time, but if the condition is serious, the light can only play a role in mitigation." Brave said realistically.

“The teacher has also done research in this area. He believes that the human body has developed pain because some blood vessels, or bones and muscles have developed lesions. The best way is to use your own strength to transform the lesions and return them to normal. ”

"The Holy Light can also play the same role," Bravi argued.

"Okay, don't argue!" Niya called out: "I still think about our own business!"

"Right... I asked several times, why didn't you answer me? What happened?" Brava scanned the circle.

"I will tell you." Resca took over the words. The eyebrows danced the things that happened in Saul's home. They talked about the thrilling places, repeatedly exaggerating the lethality of Anfei and demeaning the other's ability. The genius of the story.

Bravi stayed awkward and turned to Anfei: "Do you really kill Zeda??"

"Yeah." An Fei nodded.

"What? Brava! Are you scared?" Reskar asked with dissatisfaction.

"When things get to this point, are you afraid of usefulness?" Brave smiled bitterly: "An Fei, I think I am already impulsive, I didn't expect you to be more impulsive than me!"

"Anfei is not impulsive!" Chris said: "You didn't see the scene at the time. Maris was directed at Anfei. If Anfei does not resist, he may have been tortured by Maris. It!"

"So where are we going now?" Brave asked.

"Go to Cram Forest."

Bravi struggled to sit up, but couldn't help himself. With the help of Resca, he barely leaned against the wall of the carriage: "I... I have no strength and may have dragged everyone down."

"Nothing is dragging and not dragging. You rest for two days, just like before." Anfei smiled and then took out a dark brown pill from the space ring: "You should eat this first."

Brave glanced and shook his head again and again: "I don't eat mud!"

"This is not mud!" Anfei could not laugh and cry: "This is the medicine I made myself! You smell it!"

Bravi sniffed a bit, and he smelled a faint aroma, but he frowned and looked indecisive.

"What? Is it still worried that I am harming you? Eating him is good for your injury." An Fei smiled.