Chapter 754 (1/2)

Let time go back to the iron axe tavern half a day ago.

”Sorry, I don't drink.” St. George refused to give away the ale that SIVI had pushed, and then asked curiously, ”what is the rumor you just said?”

”It is said that people injured by the plague corpse will also be infected and become part of the walking corpse.”

SIVI took the mug back, took a sip, then frowned.

He finally found that the mythological age is not as good as the later generations The brewing technology here is really poor.

So he raised his hand and called to the bartender, ”give me a glass of juice and a cup of honey and milk.”

In later generations, it has become common sense that if you are wounded by a pestilence, you may be infected with that plague. When some militiamen were wounded by the corpses in the cemetery when they were on duty, they would go to the Church of the pure white church and spend a few silver coins to buy a small pot of holy water to clean the wounds. It has been proved that this is very effective in preventing the plague brought by the walking corpses.

It's just that the pure white church in the mythical age doesn't know which corner it's in. Even if sivei really digs them out, God knows if they have the technology to make holy water.

Regardless of the high-level holy water that needs the blood of the saint, the manufacturing process of the low-level holy water is not simple. Otherwise, so many amazing alchemists in the mythological era would have worked out for a long time, and would not have become the specialty of the pure white church

“……” St. George did not answer, but sighed.

This guy is so good at lying that he writes his mind on his face.

Sylvie sighed in his heart.

If only those old foxes could be so simple.

After a while, when his juice was served, St. George whispered, ”can we change the subject?”

His voice was full of bitterness, which made Sylvie unable to think of the young man who dared to kill a dragon with him six years ago.

”This is an extraordinary period. If the news that” once injured will become a walking corpse ”is leaked all over the street, it will certainly affect the morale. Therefore, the headquarters should try to block the news secretly Such as killing all the infected people. ”

Sylvie took a sip of his honey milk, and nodded with satisfaction: ”I think, with your character, you can't do this kind of thing, right?”

St. George, who had been told the truth by Sylvie, could only remain silent.

Six years of time to let this once hot-blooded youth also gradually grow up, know a lot of times, even if not agree with the reality can only compromise helpless.

”It's necessary for the final showdown I understand that But I just can't... ”

St. George held his head in pain.

”I understand.”

Sylvie nodded and patted him on the shoulder. ”So, do you want to do it with me?”

”What?”

St. George's brain didn't turn around.

”I want to treat those who are infected. Would you like to help? ”

Seavy looked at him and said, word by word.

”Really? Do you have a way to treat those people? ” The young knight's face was full of surprise.

”We can't be 100% sure, so we need to experiment.”

Sylvie couldn't be full of words. He narrowed his eyes slightly. ”So what's your answer?”

”If you can do it, I'll give my resignation to the order immediately, so what?”

St. George banged on his breastplate, banging.

”It's not a question of handing in your resignation. You also know that the high-level people are hunting for the infected people. If we want to help those people, we will certainly be against the high-level people. Are you really willing to abandon the bright future and become the thorn in the eye of the other party, or even become a wanted criminal? ”

Said SIVI solemnly.

”Let me make sure.” St. George also stiffened his face and asked seriously, ”you really want to cure those people. You don't have any other bad ideas - such as competing with the current top management, right?”

”On this point, I can swear that from now on, I will never do anything harmful to human beings.”

SIVI drew a circle on the table top, and there were countless inscriptions on the oath. He took out a knife and scratched it on his finger. He squeezed a few drops of blood into the magic circle and completed the oath.

”In that case, I can also swear to the glory of the knight.”