Becoming the villain of the white moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

The city of devils is Kanxi City. Since Kanxi City openly declared its separation from the church's rule and returned to the embrace of science three years ago, it has had such an alias on the mainland.

The church quickly issued an order prohibiting other cities from taking in the refugees from Cancy.At first, the city lords around were watching coldly, thinking that Kanxi City, which had been plagued by the plague, would soon be over.

Unexpectedly, although the corpses were transported out of the city one by one and burned, and the black smoke from outside the city wall could be seen dozens of miles away, the number of people who died in the end was far lower than everyone estimated. After one-fifth of the residents, Kanxi City actually brought the plague under control!

When the nearest city of Dreyer carefully sent people to Kanxi City to inquire about the situation, what they saw was that the residents of Kanxi City were cleaning up garbage on the street, repairing houses, and laying sewer pipes under the arrangement of the city lord. The whole city was in order. in post-disaster reconstruction.

The spies were afraid of contracting the bubonic plague, so they squatted outside the city gate for several days, and finally caught a farmer who was going to harvest crops in the fields outside the city.

"Wait a moment!"

He carefully looked at the farmer three times to make sure that he didn't look sick at all, then sneakily slipped a silver coin to the farmer and asked, "Didn't the Black Death break out in Canxi? How are you doing so well? There are more people on the street than usual, and I could smell the aroma of their roast beef yesterday."

"..." The farmer took the silver coins and looked at the spy: "Why are you blind at such a young age?"

"what?"

"Which eye do you see that we are doing well?" The farmer counted for him: "My uncle's younger brother, my wife's natal cousin, and the neighbor's grandson are all dead! Thanks to the church, the whole At least one-fifth of the people in Canxi City died!"

"The reason why the city has a three-day holiday these days is to let everyone remember the deceased relatives, let go of the past, and look forward to the future. His Excellency the Viscount said this is called 'Ching Ming Festival'."

Spy: "..."

While talking, the farmer wiped away his tears: "Although there are no classes, exams, or studies during the holidays, I would rather everyone be alive. It would be great if the church came up with a way to deal with the Black Death earlier, woo... "

With red eyes, he spat at the church and took up his own burden.

The spies didn't finish their questions, so they hurriedly stopped the farmer and asked, "What's the matter with the roast beef?"

It's okay to remember the deceased relatives, but it's too much to put up a barbecue in the street, right?

The farmer stared at the spy for a few seconds with contemptuous eyes, as if looking at an uneducated countryman, "This is all for healing."

"what?"

"Doesn't your family use beef soup to treat the plague? Of course, the unused meat should be roasted immediately for everyone to share, or it will be spoiled."

"beef soup?"

Cure... the plague? !

There is really a cure for the plague in this world?

The spies continued to ask questions, but the farmer refused to say anything. Not only did he not say anything, he also looked at the spies with anti-thief eyes.

"Why do you ask so many questions? Could it be that you came from the next city to steal our unique prescription?"

"How is it possible?" The spy opened his eyes wide and swore, "Believe me, I'm not from the city next door... Bah, I'm here to steal the prescription... Bah, I'm from the city next door, but I'm not here to steal the prescription! "

He was so utterly speechless by the sudden news!

After letting the farmer go, the spies asked a few more people, and they all gave similar answers, with a look of contempt attached.

"The Black Death is certainly curable."

"Look, here is the scar left after the treatment. It is said that if the treatment is done early, there will be no scar left."

"It's all the church's fault. They hid the cure and didn't show it. If it weren't for Lord Louis, we would still be kept in the dark."

"Don't block the road, young man, I have to dig potatoes outside the city. My steamed potatoes are the anti-epidemic supplies designated by the city lord! You foreigners can't buy them even if you want to."

"..."

This is showing off!Red. Naked show off!

Except for Canxi City, there is no city on the entire continent that has a cure for the Black Death, otherwise they wouldn't be so discolored by the plague.

The spies immediately swiped their pens and reported the situation in Kanxi City with added details.

Canxi City, the reason why they didn't have an accident is because they have a 100% cure method for the plague, and this method was stolen from the church!

The whole continent shook.

The appearance of Kanxi City alarmed all the nearby city owners. They had all seen the tragic death of the whole city after the Black Death, so no one wanted to have the legendary special medicine that could cure the plague.

Hearing that the church has a cure for the Black Death, many city lords who have a good relationship with the holy city immediately begged the church, and some of them even knelt at the door with their entourage. Stance.

pope:"……"

Although these city owners themselves are insignificant, the daily life of the Holy City depends on the poll tax they pay—that is, the tithe tax. One tenth of the income of all residents in the city is used to support the God of Light.

To some extent, the city lords are the patrons of the church.

Faced with a large group of benefactors who came to ask for medicine, the Pope immediately summoned Saint Denise, who was in Cancy at that time, to inquire about the situation.

Denise: "..."

She is suffering and cannot tell.

In Denise's memory, the Black Death was an incurable disease. Until more than ten years later, no doctor, mage, or clergy could cure it. The old city lord of the west city.

—Even the fact that rats can spread the plague was not discovered until ten years later by an ordinary physician.

"I..." Denise faltered for a while, clutching the hem of the skirt with her fingers uneasily.

"I really don't know." She whispered: "Your Majesty, you are well-informed and know that some city owners will deliberately conceal the disaster in the city in order to avoid the king's punishment. Maybe... maybe Kanxi City is like this .”

"Otherwise, the Black Death is a punishment from the God of Light. Apart from devout prayers, how can there be a cure for it in the world?"

The corners of Denise's eyes were reddish, and her tears looked like a pear blossom with rain.

The pope asked her in detail what she had seen and heard in the city, and finally nodded in agreement with the saint's point of view.

"You're right. There's no need to tell anyone about beef soup, dirt, and potatoes as a cure."

"Let the city lords guarding the door leave. If you don't want to leave, tell him what you just said and what you saw on the way."

"Yes."

Denise gave a slight salute, lifted the corner of her skirt and retreated quietly.

The faces of the paladins guarding the door were a little strange. They were not the team that accompanied her to evacuate from Kanxi City. In fact, on the way back from Kanxi City, Her Majesty the Holy Maiden, another large-scale plague broke out in the team, killing everyone All terrified.

Under the blessing of the accompanying archbishop's holy light, everyone finally found out that the source of the plague was a mouseskin scarf carried by a servant, which was said to have been snatched from another servant in the same room as him.

The servant who was robbed was thrown on the city wall half a month ago to fend for himself, and this unlucky robber followed his example and was mercilessly thrown away by the convoy, together with other patients.

Even though it was handled quickly and in a timely manner, and under the protection of the light spells, the important people in the team were lucky not to be infected with the disease, but when the team finally returned to the holy city, there were less than ten people in the entourage.

Denise was disturbed by the unsatisfactory journey, she commanded the servants, hurriedly unloaded the boxes on the car, and was summoned to the Cathedral by the Pope before she had time to count them, so she had to tell the maid who accompanied her to watch out for anyone to touch her. .

When she returned to her courtyard, she happened to see a familiar figure.

"Percival!" Denise's eyes lit up.

Standing in front of him was a handsome and elegant young man in a white robe. He was looking down at the supplies on the carriage.Denise was about to speed up her pace and walk to the Son when she suddenly saw a familiar box in Percival's hand.

"Denise, is this a gift you brought me from outside?" The blond-haired and blue-eyed Percival turned around and asked. He grew up in the church, and the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy has a strong curiosity about the outside world.

"It has your and my name written on it."

As he spoke, he pushed open the hidden button on the box with a "click", and couldn't wait to open the lid.

"No!" Seeing the pattern engraved on the surface of the box, Denise lost her voice, sprinting forward regardless of her image.

But it was too late.

"Click", the box fell to the ground, flying dust.

A pile of long-dead rats inside rolled to the ground, and dark brown blood stained Percival's snow-white boots.

"What is this?!" Percival exclaimed in shock.

Unexpectedly, one of the mice in the box survived by gnawing on the corpses of its companions. It struggled on the ground, jumped forward with red eyes, and bit Percival's ankle tightly.

"what!"

After a cry of pain, Denise stared at the blood oozing from the boot, and there were only two words in her heart——

It’s over.

She recognized the box, it was exactly the same as the box she had placed under the old castellan's bed after finding the sick mouse.

However, the original box had obviously been burned by her...

Denise's mind gradually became clear. She supported Percival, and an idea surfaced in her mind——

It was Louie's revenge, it had to be.

For some reason, for the first time, a deep fear and chill emerged in the heart of the saint who was always sure of winning.

"Don't be afraid, Percival, don't be afraid..." She lowered her head, and she didn't know if she said to Percival or herself: "I will cure you, I will definitely cure you!"

"Believe me!"

The author has something to say: Yesterday was the third watch!Three more!Don’t miss it~ (proud and happy goose hooting=w=)

The Black Death is actually terrible. I don’t know if you have seen the news about plague patients in Inner Mongolia a few days ago. Even in the 21st century, this disease will still be a Class A infectious disease.Only one-fifth of the people in Canxi City died, so it's the effect of isolation treatment.