Duke of Grief

"It won't work like this..."

Ziegler felt that his current identity had become a limitation. Not being able to show his face in front of people meant that many things could not be done.

Now many dragons have come from the Southern Big Six to the Slo Mendes Big Six, but they are all active in other places. After coming here like him, none of them went straight to the Principality of Sad Wind.

This winter of Mendez 6 has been completely lively, and the same is true for Slo 6, especially in Slo 6 is summer. The dragon will not sleep because of the warm winter. The dragon over there is very energetic.

Because there are not too many dragons here in the Principality of Sad Wind, there is only the illusion that the world is very peaceful.

Most dragons are too lazy to compete with intelligent life. A few dragons will live together with humans, but some dragons who are too busy to choose red dragons will choose to fight with intelligent life. They don’t know whether they are What's crazy.

Before the Liberty City Alliance, he did not know that he had returned, but after the huge influx of dragons into this big 6, they would know from some dragons that Ziegler had returned to this world, and had come to Slow early. Mendes is 6.

After that, the Free City-State Alliance said that no one would come to trouble him. After all, a few of the "party" were still alive.

It is very tiring not to show his face, but to hide his identity as much as possible. Ziegler was a little irritable within a few months of living in the Principality of Sad Wind.

Either wash the identity or change the identity, but if you change the identity, you have to ensure that the identity will not be exposed. This is also very troublesome, so it is better to wash the identity once and for all.

However, how should he wash it?

With this question, he went to Cervantes, who was hanging around the tower of the wizard, and it was winter. The adventurers and mercenaries who were in the Valley of the Gold Coins returned to Wind City. Some of them were not very clean. So going there in the near future can easily find Cervantes.

"Huh? Whitewash?" Black Dragon glanced at Ziegler sideways. "You?"

"It's not easy to hide your head..." Red Dragon sighed and squatted with Cervantes in a dark corner on the side of the road, even though they both looked conspicuous, but no one noticed them.

The puppet girl stood on the side and pulled out a burger from the paper bag. The heart of the Red Dragon did not fully meet her operational needs. Fortunately, the arcanists designed her digestion from the beginning without knowing what the use was. Features.

"...What did you do before?" Cervantes sneered after a moment of silence.

"Oh, nothing..."

Ziegler scratched his head in shame, "I just studied the plague a little bit..."

Cervantes stopped his gaze on the pedestrian, took a deep breath, and raised his finger to the distance.

The red dragon looked down the black dragon's fingertips and saw the tall white building standing behind the mage tower.

The building is white, and like several other surrounding buildings, there is a promenade connected to the mage tower, but not on the same floor.

The tall white building is six or seven storeys high. On the front wall, there is a red cross hanging. Ziegler has heard of the building, and people in Winder City call it ‘hospital’.

"Did you see it? The hospital! Do you know what it is for?"

Cervantes's tone was very bad, but Ziegler didn't feel anything wrong, because compared to before, now this black dragon would at least chat with himself, before he talked to him himself, he didn't even want to bother .

"I know!" Ziegler smiled, "It's not expensive to see a doctor. Although it is not medicine to cure, it is cheap. One of the biggest differences between Wind City and other metropolises." "

"With all the protective measures in place, there are also people working on the'plague'."

After hearing this, Ziegler froze.

He blinked his eyes and took his ears again. He carefully recalled what Cervantes had said before, and he was surprised that he had heard it correctly.

Ziegler looked up at the hospital, and looked at the white building, filled with confusion, took a deep breath before calming down a little.

"Cervantes, are you talking about true?"

When looking at the Black Dragon, Ziegler felt like he was watching a lunatic.

Originally he thought he was crazy enough, but he didn't expect that in this city, he encountered a crazier existence than him.

"Don't the gods of the Asatome world and all countries strictly forbid'research plague'?" Ziegler couldn't understand!

From what Cervantes said just now, he seemed to have heard some bad news.

Studying the plague is his dragon's business. Apart from cultists and distorted plague mages, he has never seen an official organization to study the plague.

"I know what you want to say, but this is Sera's order. The people who study the plague have a few mages besides a few "doctors."

In Ziegler’s horrified eyes, Cervantes calmly pointed to his head, “I’m not crazy, and Serra is not crazy. We haven’t told Latinia about this because we haven’t found it yet. A solution to the plague."

"Wait! Are you studying the plague to solve the plague?"

As soon as the Black Dragon's voice fell, Ziegler hurriedly asked.

Now, his mind is completely confused. Is the study of the plague actually to solve the plague? This idea is not wrong, it can even be said to be correct!

But isn't there a magic technique for treating the plague? And once the plague is leaked, it will lead to the death of many people!

"Thera said she was not a good person, but she was not a bad person. She didn't like slaughter... to study the plague or something. I supported her from the beginning." Cervantes suddenly stood up and stood in the shadows. Take a look at your body.

Ziegler hadn't responded yet. He squatted on the ground and looked up at the black dragon~www.NovelMTL.com~ At this moment, the black dragon's face was covered by shadows, and he couldn't see the look on the black dragon's face.

"Actually, I don't care about a lot of things. Whether the plague leaks or whether we can develop a solution, it doesn't matter to me. It's just that Sarah wants to do it, then I will support her."

After stretching his body, Cervantes swallowed a breath of air into his lungs, his mouth grinning.

Looking down at Ziegler, Black Dragon grinned, "Don’t be too surprised, Ziegler, there are still many crazy ideas in the world of Sera, far beyond your imagination. Scope. You want to wash white easily, and you can even continue to study the plague, as long as you can find a solution to the plague in these months-even if there is only one, then you can wash white. Nothing is not What can be overcome, for the plague, it may be that humans have been retreating before and can only abandon the pawn, but it is different now!"

"In the future, this world will be far more exciting than you think!"

After speaking, Cervantes stepped out of the dark corner of the street and appeared in the sun.

The sun had just melted the snow last night, and the ground was moist, as if a thin layer of ice had condensed on it. People walked carefully, only Cervantes strode the meteor.

"Hey!"

Ziegler still squatted in that shadowy corner, saw the black dragon holding a thief's shoulder, and smiled fiercely at him, "Come with me?"

The noisy voice gradually went away. At this moment, the Red Dragon seemed to have stood outside the world.

"interesting……"

Ziegler's eyes lit up, and a bright smile spread on his face, "It's so funny!" ()

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