It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right?

High Priest Horner fell to his knees and cried bitterly. The gray head hit the statue, and soon the white skirt of the spring goddess was splashed with blood.

Soon, with a thud, he fell to his knees behind him. The priests of the Fountain Goddess knelt on the ground and murmured prayers.

The holy spring in the temple is a symbol of the goddess's blessings to believers, as well as the goddess's glory and authority. Now, the plague actually flows out of this holy spring. Doesn't that mean the goddess is angry and sends down divine punishment?

Faced with this tragic situation, the visiting guests couldn't help but slow down their steps. The bald bishop looked pitiful, and Elder Erwin looked away silently, feeling sad in his heart——

They are all people who serve the gods. Everyone can feel the same when they see High Priest Horner like this.

The bald bishop imagined praying to the God of War for protection before going into battle, but then found that all the weapons were inexplicably decayed;

Elder Erwin imagined praying to the God of Nature for fertility and harvest, and then inexplicably, the entire forest withered and all the trees died...

The two of them shuddered at the same time, looked at each other silently, and turned their heads.

If they encounter this kind of situation, deprivation of the priesthood is a light matter. Even if they die, it may not be enough to atone for their sins, right?

There was a loud cry in the main hall. At the entrance of the palace, an inappropriate voice came out cautiously.

"Uh...teacher..."

Grete waited and waited, feeling that he had given them enough time for silence, but no one paid attention to him. I have no choice but to find some sense of existence for myself.

"We'll talk about it later." Elder Alvin whispered to stop the disciple. Unexpectedly, not only did Grete not shut up, but he raised his voice:

"Teacher, I think the polluted spring water may not be a divine punishment from the spring water goddess!"

Gretel never felt that it was divine punishment. The reason why he couldn't bear to speak out until now was because he was crying and shouting just now and the atmosphere was not right. The other reason was that he was stunned by the great priest's imagination.

What the hell is divine punishment?

The goddess of spring water has made the wrong mistake. She wants to grab a lot of dysentery bacteria and throw them into her own spring water!

Even if she is willing to catch, the god of this world, you told me that she can culture bacteria——

Let her operate one for me first! !

"What!"

Several priests kneeling behind turned their heads at the same time. One of them even shouted:

"It's not divine punishment? You said it's not divine punishment?!"

Oh, isn’t this Priest Donald! acquaintance! Gretel was delighted. He took a step forward and became more confident:

"Isn't that what I said at the beginning! It's polluted! It's polluted! Hurry up, take me where your fountain leads to, where it is most likely to pollute the water source!"

Complete the test and bacterial culture as soon as possible to determine the source of the pollution and purify it as quickly as possible, so everyone can worry less!

Otherwise, what is the purpose of his stubborn fight with the temple? Is he trying to demolish the house?

The spring water goddess didn't offend him to this extent!

"Water pollution……"

Priest Donald stood there dumbfounded and muttered again. He suddenly got excited, rushed out of the crowd, and ran towards Gretel:

"I know, it's probably right there! Follow me!"

As the two of them were asking and answering questions, people were already reacting one after another. Priest Donald had only reached halfway when two more trainee knights came out of the crowd, running to lead the way:

"This is it! Follow me!"

One after another people followed. Grete followed them deeper and deeper, becoming more and more heavily guarded as they went, seemingly entering the core area of ​​the temple. After turning another corner, the woman's sharp cry suddenly penetrated Gretel's eardrums.

"Why don't you let me see my son! You won't let me collect the body! My son! Roman! Roman!!!"

Gretel paused. Priest Donald looked embarrassed, but still insisted on pulling him forward. After taking a few steps closer, a roar suddenly sounded from behind them:

"Who let her in? Drag her down!"

High Priest Horner was panting and rushed over regardless of the blood dripping from his head. He stood there, looking at Grete with anger and hope in his eyes——

Any clergyman who thought he was being punished by God and had someone tell him "probably not" had to hold on tight. He took a few breaths and pointed forward:

"In the temple, the place connected to the water source. This is where something happened recently."

Everyone rushed in. Priest Donald stepped in and immediately paused - even though he had seen it dozens of times, the scene in front of him was still shocking to him. The black reverse pentagram is deeply imprinted on the stone slab. After so many days of prayer and washing, the imprint is still obvious. Not to mention, there is a human figure deeply dented in the center of the five-pointed star...

Thinking that that person was once a living person, a living person who had dealt with him and protected him during his travels, Priest Donald's Adam's apple began to roll up and down again.

He felt like vomiting again.

Gretel felt nothing about it. The reverse pentagram, the human figure in the middle, the games I played and the animations I watched in my previous life were much more disgusting than this——

He squatted down, curiously looked at the black marks on the ground, and waved his hand:

"Take samples! - On the ground, in the walls, in the crevices of the rocks, where does this water seep from? Give me samples from all the seeping pipes!"

Half an hour later, a large group of priests surrounded Grete and watched him conduct three sets of bacterial culture experiments, smears, and staining using the river water outside, fountain water, black water in the secret room, and black spots scraped from the wall of the secret room. , microscopic examination.

"The result is very clear." Gretel raised his head from the microscope. Opposite him, City Lord Joan, Bald Bishop, Elder Erwin and High Priest Horner lined up. Gretel brushed the petri dish in front of him with his fingertips and said with determination:

"The bacterial content in the black water is at least ten times higher than that in the fountain outside. The black spots scraped from the wall have a bacterial content that is more than ten times higher than that in the black water. Since there is no other water source leading to The secret room—"

"That bastard Roman!" the high priest blurted out viciously. He stared at Mrs. Deya who was being held aside with disheveled hair, her eyes were red, and he just wanted to go up and bite her:

"He refused to sincerely repent, and instead committed suicide in a secret room using evil rituals! He must have attracted the devil! The corpse turned into black water, polluting the water source, and causing the plague!

Lord City Lord! The temple has been working hard to purify the water these days!

You also saw how deep the mark was on the stone before we prayed and purified! "

Just say something will happen. Gretel complained silently. I was worried when that knight died, but now I'm fine, I'm worried about whatever I'm afraid of...

You say you people are all good at prayer, purification, and magical arts, so why don’t you just throw more lime into the water source?

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