Just as Mira said.
At this moment inside the clinic, the wealthy businessman was indeed arguing with the doctor.
"If you have money, go to the inner fort and find a doctor."
"Now that you're here, if you want to see a doctor, go and queue up."
The doctor didn't give him any face. He frowned, reached out and pushed it away, and called a civilian over.
The doctor was a gentle-looking man. He looked young, but there was a sense of pride in his bones.
"Damn it, do you know who I am?"
Hearing his words, the businessman's face turned red with anger and he yelled.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a strong man stepped forward, grabbed his neck, lifted him up, and then threw him out.
The doctor glanced at him coldly, ignored him, and continued to treat other patients.
“Damn it!”
The businessman who was thrown out turned pale and blue in the face. He cursed angrily and walked away angrily.
Lina outside also stabilized the old man's condition.
With the help of his blood spirit abilities and some supernatural medical tools, his breathing began to even out.
But Lina's brows did not relax. After helping the old man to lean against the wall, she returned to Rogge's side.
“I can’t cure this disease.”
Her voice was slightly lowered.
"It's not your fault. There's some supernatural power at work." Rogge shook his head. This was not a problem with Lina's medical skills.
After saying this, he raised his hand, and a dark power surged in his palm.
The next moment, this power exploded, forming a soft ripple that spread out in all directions with him as the center.
The ripples spread through the bodies of the plague victims, and a scarlet smoke rose from their bodies, accompanied by a thin, sharp, almost inaudible scream.
Disasters caused by supernatural powers will ultimately require supernatural powers to solve.
"What happened?"
This movement seemed to make some civilians and slaves feel something.
Although they still felt the pain left by the epidemic, they could vaguely feel that the root cause seemed to have disappeared.
"Let's go."
Roger withdrew his hand and spoke to everyone.
Seeing this, Lina pursed her lips. As expected, only powerful supernatural powers could truly cure the illness.
However, just as everyone was about to set off towards Fort Ryanrondo, a man stood in front of them.
This was the person who had thrown the wealthy businessman out before.
He seemed to be the young doctor's bodyguard.
"Everyone, Master Feng Na wants to see you."
Vonado seems to be the name of the young doctor inside.
"What's up."
Roger's face remained calm as usual.
"Please wait a moment."
Although the man's words were polite, there was a hint of arrogance in his tone.
"If you have something to say, say it now, or get out of the way."
Rogge's expression remained calm, and his body did not move at all.
However, the man in front of him suddenly felt his body sink, and a suffocating feeling of oppression came over him like an overwhelming force, making him sweat profusely in an instant, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down.
His pupils trembled with disbelief.
Who on earth is this person in front of me
Roger withdrew his gaze and prepared to walk away from him.
But Vonado in the clinic seemed to have noticed the situation here. He hurriedly ran out of the crowd and called out to Rogge and others.
"Sir, please wait a moment."
After calling them, he quickly ran forward and first apologized to Rogge.
"I'm sorry, sir. My servant may not have behaved properly. I apologize to you on his behalf."
After saying that, he smiled bitterly again.
"I'm really sorry, there are too many patients in the clinic and I really can't spare any time."
"But I do have something important to discuss with you. I hope you can wait for a moment. There is a patient in a very critical condition..."
"My business is also very important."
Roger said that he was not in the mood to care about this matter.
Even if I want to care, I have to wait until I return from the DeWeese family.
"I'll stay here for a while."
Lina spoke at this time, her eyes looking at the civilians and slaves suffering from the plague.
After thinking for a moment, Roger nodded, then took out a Black Tide Seal and placed it in her palm.
"Yas, Mira, you guys go with Lina."
Of course, Roger couldn't let Lina stay here alone.
So, the crowd split into two groups.
Roger and Nomi continued to move towards the DeWeese family.
While Lina Yasmira and others stayed in the clinic.
After staying, Lina picked up her medical tools and began to treat the patients in the clinic.
…
The DeWeese family’s residence is easy to find.
Rogge quickly found the destination. After revealing part of his strength, the Deweis family naturally did not dare to neglect him. A person of a slightly higher status hurried to greet him.
On the way, Nomi looked at Rog cautiously, looked around, and asked in a low voice: "Captain, are you in a bad mood?"
"What's wrong?"
"You have been in a depressed mood from just now until now. Is something big going to happen..." Nomi said in a low voice.
Roger burst out laughing when he heard this.
He certainly wasn't in a bad mood or anything.
Just wondering about Doyle.
About that contract...
In fact, Rogge can now use the power of Heishatan to exert the power of faith to exempt him from the cost.
The binding force of that contract is only that of the agent.
This is pretty much what he thought.
If you have enough power, you can tear up any contract with the devil, even the contract with God.
A contract can only be used to restrain the weak.
Therefore, contracts and the like were almost just waste paper to Rogge.
But Roger still wanted to find Doyle DeWeese.
Where is this guy now and what is he planning
Just as Roger was talking to Nomi, several other members of the DeWeese family who had been notified also arrived.
He was dressed rather gorgeously and came hurriedly to Rogge. His expression and tone were respectful as he began to introduce himself carefully.
An agent!
Even in the entire Swamp of Corruption, there are only a handful of them. Now that they have come to their Deweiss family, it is not surprising that he would react like this.
"Doyle DeWeese."
"Have you ever heard of this name?"
Rogge didn't beat around the bush and asked straight to the point.
When the people who received Rogge heard this, they frowned and tried to recall, but after a moment, they seemed to have no memory of the name.
"Doyle DeWeese?"
"… I'm sorry sir, there is no such person in our family, and we have never heard of him…"
A middle-aged man who looked older shook his head.
Roger had been observing their expressions.
The Authority of Fear can also sense some of their psychology to a certain extent.
But I didn't sense any intense panic or fear from them.
There were some fluctuations, but they were not the kind of emotional fluctuations that seemed to be trying to hide something.
It seems that I have never heard of it.
"… Then how did your family come from?"
Roger frowned. Even though he had expected this, he still felt that the DeWeese family must have some connection with Doyle.
"Doyle Dewes is a child from our Dewes family's side branch..."
But at this moment, an old man in simple clothes slowly walked over.
Hearing this, Rogge narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who came.
"Who are you?"
In an instant, everyone felt a sense of oppression like a tsunami.
This made everyone break out in cold sweats.
However, the old man was not moved. He was very calm and did not answer Rogge's question.
"But he's already dead."
It's not that he is strong, but he has a calmness that allows him to face this kind of pressure.
Hearing this, Roger frowned again.
Dead? What's going on
"Can you tell me more about him?"
After taking a deep breath, Roger said to the old man in front of him.
The old man nodded and told Roger everything about Doyle DeWeese without reservation.
Beyond that, there is an important piece of history about the DeWeese family.
…
"Doyle, you are the most capable of the younger generation of our Dewes family. You are our hope. Hurry and leave with the fleet!"
Svika, who was in his thirties, spoke sternly to the young man in front of him.
"Uncle Svika." Doyle smiled and responded while evacuating family members and civilians, "If you have the ability, shouldn't you take on more responsibilities?"
Svika paused for a moment when he heard this, but then he became a little annoyed.
"Now is not the time to be willful. The northern church has already gathered its army of believers and is marching south. We have already lost many of our ancestors. There is no hope at all if we fight head-on."
"If you keep on talking nonsense, I will arrest you, do you believe it?"
"You don't have that ability, Uncle Svika." Doyle shrugged and continued to help evacuate civilians and family members.
"You bastard!"
Svika gritted his teeth.
…
"The major churches have now completely occupied the major sea areas, and some families headed by the Treffi family have already bowed to the stars of the polar night..."
"Today, voices have emerged in the United Church who are ready to rename the entire sea... the Sea of Repentance."
Bang!
Svika slammed his fist on the table, furious.
"Repent? I'll repent your mother's head. These churches are clearly shameful invaders. They fool people and do shameful things behind their backs. What qualifications do they have for us to repent?"
Svika's anger did not win any sympathy.
Many people around fell into deathly silence.
However, there is some good news at this time.
"… There is an excellent potion master in the Eclipse Organization. He has researched many new formulas that can be used."
"In addition, we have found a place on the border where we can rest. It is called the Swamp of Corruption."
"Doyle also killed a Spirit of Faith."
After hearing this, everyone's faces finally relaxed a little.
"Well done, Doyle, good job."
…
"Svika, Doyle he..."
"What's wrong? Tell me!"
"... Eclipse's army was almost completely wiped out, and Doyle was also captured. He will be burned at the stake in the square soon..."
"Damn it! Damn the Midnight Church!"
"Call someone immediately and save Doyle!"
Svika was furious and said through gritted teeth.
However, his proposal was rejected by the majority.
"No, absolutely not."
"The reason they executed Doyle in public was to lure us out. Now the organization's strength is running low, and we absolutely cannot take any more risks!"
"Yes, Doyle must have been prepared for this!"
Bang!
Svika slammed the table again, glanced at Chongse coldly, and said angrily: "A bunch of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
"Have you forgotten how much Doyle and Eclipse have done for us?"
"Extraordinary plants, monster materials, and even church information... Which one was not brought back by them at the risk of their lives?"
"Now that the Eclipse Organization is in danger, you are cowering in fear, each of you has become a coward, and you even call it... conserving your strength..."
After leaving a word, Svika left angrily.
"In my opinion, if Eclipse dies, there will be no more extraordinary people among humans, and all that will be left are just a bunch of penitents and cowards!"
Everyone looked unhappy, but kept silent.
…
On the square.
In the corner of the crowd.
Svika looked at the young man on the stake, his eyes slightly red, his expression silent, and he held a notebook tremblingly.
Although the young man on the stake didn't look at him, his eyes were full of smiles and calmness.
Sentences kept appearing in the notebook in his hand.
"Don't waste your time, Uncle Svika. There are more hidden believers and knights around than civilians. I don't even dare to take a last look at you..."
"Before I die, I have to tell you something through this notebook."
"Whether it is the Polar Night Stars or other churches, they have all touched taboos in their quest for power, just as I expected..."
"This makes it impossible for them to conduct equal 'transactions' with believers."
"No matter who they are, as long as they are weaker than them, they will be regarded as pigs and dogs."
"No matter how bleak the future is, the only things that can save humanity are magical potions and sincere prayers, but in the end, they can only become playthings..."
"This road is dangerous and full of thorns. Countless pioneers have fallen. Now, I am about to die..."
"But this at least proves one thing..."
Speaking of which.
The young man on the stake suddenly burst into laughter, which scared the believers who were lighting the fire below.
He spoke.
Only this time, it was no longer words that emerged from the notes.
Rather, it came from Doyle DeWeese, the young man's last cry before dying at the stake.
"Hahaha… "
"Oh God..."
Doyle was certainly not a believer, but he called out to God before he died.
This made a believer below sneer: "It's too late to wake up now!"
But Doyle ignored him.
Instead, after laughing heartily, he raised his face, which was hidden by his messy hair, stared straight at the sky, and muttered something to himself.
"Oh God..."
"You're scared."
There was great certainty in his voice.
boom!
The flames rose up.
Doyle DeWeese slowly closed his eyes and listened quietly to the blood burning and the flesh being roasted.
He was in a trance, and in his last moments, his lips moved as if he was saying something.
It also appeared on the notebook in Svika's hand.
"… This is probably the only true thing you've ever said…"
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(The data on the promotion of faith in the previous article was quite inappropriate. A book friend pointed it out and it has been corrected.)
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