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Chapter 265: The Dewes Family, Past Events (Two in one, please subscribe!)

As Mira said.

At this time, inside the clinic, the wealthy businessman was indeed arguing with the doctor.

"If you have money, go to the inner castle and find a doctor."

"Now that you're here, if you want to see a doctor, go queue up."

The doctor didn't give him any face, frowned and reached out to push it away, calling for a civilian.

The doctor is a gentle-looking man. He looks a little young, but he has a sense of arrogance in his bones.

"Damn it, do you know who I am!"

After hearing his words, the merchant'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 went on to treat others.

"Damn it!"

The merchant who was thrown out turned green and white, cursed angrily, and walked away angrily.

Linna outside also stabilized the old man's condition at this time.

With the help of blood psychic abilities and some extraordinary medical tools, his breathing began to calm down.

But Lina's brows did not loosen. 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 are extraordinary powers at play." Rogge shook his head. This was not a problem with Lina's medical skills.

After saying that, he raised his hand, and a dark power surged in his palm.

The next moment, the power exploded, forming a soft ripple that spread out around him with him as the center.

After the ripples rippled through the bodies of those affected by the disease, a scarlet smoke rose from their bodies, accompanied by a thin, high-pitched scream that was almost inaudible.

Disasters caused by extraordinary power will ultimately require extraordinary power to resolve.

"What happened?"

This movement seemed to make some civilians and slaves feel something.

Although they still have the pain left by the epidemic, they can faintly feel that the root cause seems to have dissipated.

"Let's go."

Rogge took back his hand and said to everyone.

Seeing this, Linna pursed her lips. Sure enough, only powerful extraordinary power can truly solve the pain.

However, just as everyone was about to head towards the Ryan Rondo Fortress, a man stood in front of them.

This is the person who threw out the rich businessman before.

He seemed to be the young doctor's escort.

"Everyone, Mr. Feng Na has invited you."

Fonardo seems to be the name of the young doctor inside.

"What's up."

Roger's expression was calm as usual.

"Please wait a moment."

Although this man's words were more polite, there was a hint of arrogance in his tone.

"If you have something to do, 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 felt his body sink in an instant, and an overwhelming sense of suffocating pressure came over him, making him sweat profusely and he couldn't help but want to kneel down.

His pupils were trembling with disbelief.

Who is this person in front of me...?

Rogge withdrew his gaze and prepared to walk away from him.

But Fonardo in the clinic seemed to have discovered the situation here, and hurriedly ran out of the crowd and stopped Rogge and others.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

After calling them, he quickly ran forward and apologized to Rogge first.

"I'm sorry, sir. My attendant may have behaved inappropriately. 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 room."

"But I do have something important to discuss. I hope you can wait a moment. There is a patient who is in very critical condition..."

"My matters are also very important."

Rogge said, he was not in the mood to care about this matter.

Even if you want to pay attention, you have to wait until you come back from the Dewes family.

"I'll stay here and wait for a while."

Linna spoke at this time, looking at the civilians and slaves suffering from the disease.

After Rogge thought for a moment, he nodded, then took out a Black Tide Mark and placed it in her palm.

"Yas, Mira, you guys, let's go with Linna."

Of course, Rogge couldn't let Lina be here alone.

So, the crowd was divided into two groups.

Roger and Nomi continued towards the Dewes family.

Lina Yasmila and others stayed at the clinic.

After staying, Linna picked up her medical tools and began to treat patients in the clinic.

…

The residence of the Dewes family is still easy to find.

Rogge quickly found his destination. After revealing part of his strength, the Dewes family naturally did not dare to neglect, and a person of some status hurriedly came to greet him.

On the way, Nomi glanced at Rogge cautiously, looked around, and asked in a low voice: "Captain, are you in a bad mood?"

"What's wrong?"

"You have always looked depressed from just now to now. Could it be that something big is about to happen..." Nomi whispered.

Rogge burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Of course he wasn't in a bad mood or anything.

Just thinking about Doyle.

About that contract...

In fact, Rogge can now use Heissatan's power to use the power of faith to avoid the price.

The binding force of that contract is only that of the agent.

This is pretty much what he thought.

The power is enough, let alone the devil's contract, you can also tear up the god's contract.

Contracts can only be used to restrain the weak.

Therefore, the contract and so on are almost just waste paper to Rogge.

But Roger still wants to find Doyle Dewes.

Where is this guy now, and what is he planning?

While Rogge was talking to Nomi, several other members of the Dewes family who had been notified also arrived.

He was dressed more gorgeously and hurriedly came to Rogge. His expression and tone were respectful, and he carefully began to introduce himself.

An agent!

There are only a handful of them in the entire sludge swamp, but now that they have found the Dewes family, it is not an exaggeration to say that he would have such a reaction.

"Doyle Dewes."

"Ever heard of this name?"

Rogge asked straight to the point without beating around the bush.

When the people who received Rogge heard this, they immediately frowned and recalled, but after a while, they didn't seem to recall the memory of this name.

"Doyle Dewes?"

"...I'm sorry sir, we don't have this 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 part of their psychology to a certain extent.

But I didn't feel any intense panic or fear from them.

There are some fluctuations, but they are not the kind of emotional fluctuations where you want to hide something.

It seems that I have never heard of it.

"...Then where did your family come from?"

Rogge frowned. Although he had expected this, he still felt that the Dewes family must have something to do with Doyle.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"Doyle DeWeese is a child of our DeWeese family..."

But at this moment, an old man in simple clothes walked over slowly.

Hearing these words, Rogge narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the person.

"Who are you?"

In an instant, everyone felt a tsunami-like sense of oppression.

This made everyone break into a cold sweat.

However, the old man was unmoved. He was very calm and did not answer Rogge's question.

"It's just that he was already dead."

It's not that he is strong, but he has a calmness that allows him to face this kind of pressure head on.

Hearing this, Rogge frowned again.

Dead? What's going on?

"Can you tell me more about him?"

After taking a deep breath, Rogge said to the old man in front of him.

The old man nodded and told Roger unreservedly about Doyle DeWeese.

Beyond this, there is an important piece of history about the Dewes family.

…

"Doyle, you are the most capable among the younger generation of our Dewes family, and you are our hope. Leave with the fleet quickly!"

Swika, who was in his thirties, scolded the young man in front of him and said sternly.

"Uncle Swika." Doyle responded with a smile while evacuating family members and civilians, "If you are capable, shouldn't you assume more responsibilities?"

When Swika heard this, his words were stagnant, but then he became a little annoyed.

"Now is not the time to be willful. The northern church has gathered an army of believers and marched southward. We have lost many ancestors, and there is no hope at all in fighting hard."

"If you make any more ink marks, I will arrest you, do you believe it?"

"You don't have the strength, Uncle Swika." Doyle shrugged and continued to help evacuate civilians and family members.

"You bastard!"

Swika gritted her teeth.

…

"The major churches have now completely occupied all the sea areas, and some families headed by the Treffi family have bowed to the stars of the polar night..."

"Now, within the United Church, there are voices emerging that are ready to rename the entire sea...the Sea of Penance."

Bang!

Swika punched the table, furious.

"Repent? I'll confess to you. These churches are obviously shameful invaders. They fool people's hearts and do shameful things behind their backs. What qualifications do we have to make us repent?"

Swika's anger did not gain sympathy.

Many people around him fell into a deathly silence.

However, at this time, there is some good news.

"...there is an outstanding potion master in the Eclipse Organization. He has researched many new available formulas."

"In addition, we also found a place for us to rest on the other side of the border, called the Swamp of Sludge."

"Doyle also killed a Spirit of Faith."

After hearing this, everyone finally relaxed a little.

"Well done, boy Doyle, well done."

…

"Svika, Doyle..."

"What's wrong? Tell me!"

"...The entire army at Eclipse was almost wiped out. Doyle was also captured and will be burned at the stake in the square soon..."

"Damn it! Damn it, the Church of the Dark Night!"

"Call someone immediately, we must save Doyle!"

Swika was furious and said through gritted teeth.

However, his proposal was rejected by most people.

"No, absolutely not."

"The reason they executed Doyle in public is to lure us out. Now the organization has little power, and we must not 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 afraid of death and are greedy for life!"

"Have you forgotten how much Doyle and Eclipse have done for us?"

"Supernatural plants, monster materials, and even church information... Which one is not brought back by them at the risk of their lives?"

"Now that the Eclipse organization is in danger, you are timid and have become turtles, and you call it... saving strength..."

Svika left angrily after leaving a word.

"In my opinion, if Eclipse dies, there will be no more supernaturals among humans, and what will be left is just a group of penitents and turtles!"

Everyone looked ugly, but they 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 trembled as he held a notebook.

Although the young man on the stake did not look at him, his eyes were full of smiles and calmness.

In the notebook in his hand, one sentence after another kept appearing.

"Don't waste your time, Uncle Svika. There are more hidden believers and knights around than civilians. I don't even dare to look at you for the last time..."

"Before I die, I have to tell you something through this notebook."

"Whether it is the Polar Night Stars or other churches, they have touched the taboos in order to compete for power as I expected..."

"This makes it impossible for them to have an equal 'transaction' with believers."

"No matter who is weaker than them, they are regarded as pigs and dogs."

"No matter how bleak the future is, the only thing that can save mankind itself is the extraordinary magic potion and devout prayers, and they will eventually become playthings..."

"This road is dangerous and full of thorns. Countless pioneers have fallen, and now, I am about to die..."

"However, this at least confirms one thing..."

Speaking of this.

The young man on the stake suddenly laughed, scaring the believers who were lighting the fire below.

He spoke.

But this time, it was no longer the words that emerged from the notebook.

It was the last cry of Doyle Dewes, the young man on the stake, before he died.

"Hahaha..."

"God..."

Doyle was 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.