Chapter 147 Willing
Perhaps the example of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys at the meeting worked. Since that day, the number of incidents of robbing other people's water sources in the city of Boyak has dropped significantly.
During one of his routine street patrols, Rant received a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
The bouquet is woven with fine linen thread dyed with various plant juices. The petals are brightly colored and have a light plant fragrance, which seems to have a calming effect.
To dye it evenly, you have to soak it over and over again. The fine linen needs to be kneaded into uniform lengths so that it can be used to crochet delicate details.
Even though Lu Yi is not an expert in this, he can still see the weaver's intentions from every meticulous detail of the bouquet.
"Thank you, it's a beautiful bouquet."
Lu Yi took the bouquet, half squatted down and talked to the little girl in front of him at eye level.
The little girl who gave him the flowers smiled at him. Even though there were stains on her face, it didn't affect the cuteness of her smile.
The little girl was well protected by her mother. She didn't understand the materialism and hypocrisy of the adult world. She just felt that the older brother in front of her made her feel more comfortable than many people she had met, and made her want to get close to him.
"As long as you like it! Lord Lant, thank you for what you have done for Boyak!"
"I didn't do anything."
Killing a chicken to scare the monkey can certainly be effective, but it still depends more on the self-awareness of the residents of Boyak.
This poor and remote little city-state feeds the children of the sand and is also embraced by the children with unspeakable love.
Although this love is silent, it is enough to play the most important effect at a critical moment.
"No, Lord Lant has done a lot!" The little girl mustered up the courage to retort, "Since Lord Lant punished those bad guys that day, no one has come to steal water from me and my mother anymore!"
"And, and! Last time, Lord Lant helped mom get our water back! Lord Lant is the best person in the whole continent!" the girl said loudly, and couldn't help turning her head to look behind her.
Lu Yi followed her gaze and met the eyes of the woman who was wrapped tightly against the wall.
——It was the woman he had helped before. There was an unremarkable kettle next to the woman.
Lu Yi touched the little girl's head and followed her words: "Then I am really happy and honored to be the best person in the whole continent in your eyes."
Lu Yi did not wipe the stains off her face. Instead, while stroking the little girl's head, he quietly dropped a few silver coins into her hood.
He said, "Go, go home with your mother."
The little girl said "hmm" and turned to run towards her mother.
Lu Yi stood up and watched the mother and daughter walk away.
Gary was standing right behind Rand.
His eyes fell on Lant and on the bouquet of flowers that was carefully held in the black robe's arms.
Doctor Bird's Beak's robe is a stain-resistant brown-black color, without any pattern decoration. It is the simplest and plainest modified cloak style.
But the bouquet of flowers was brightly colored and extremely bright and flamboyant.
The bird-beaked doctor in dark clothes was holding such a bright bouquet.
Such a strong color contrast should have been discordant, but Gary seemed to see through the cold mask and the warm light amber eyes of the person underneath the mask.
——"Lord Lanter is the best person in the entire continent!"
The little girl's voice rang in his ears again.
Gary snorted, "Tsk."
"Is this human nature?" he asked. "If this little girl knew that Lord Lanter, whom she called the best man in the continent, might lose his qualification to become the Son of God because he stayed in Boyak...I'm afraid she would cry, right?"
The silver bird-beak mask blocked Gary's face. Lu Yi could not see his expression. He could only hear his voice through the mask, which was muffled and a little distorted.
"Did you cry when you stayed here?" Lu Yi asked casually.
"What are you thinking about?!" Gary asked, raising his voice a few decibels.
"And speaking of the candidates for the Son of God... Have you seen Machi mention any news about the Archbishop recently? I guess even those who went to him privately to inquire about the news came back empty-handed, right?"
Gary narrowed his eyes, "Are you trying to say that the assessment day has been postponed?"
Lu Yi shrugged and said, "I didn't say that."
"That's impossible." Gary denied. "Even if Machi is afraid that we will go back on our word and dare not tell us the news of the Archbishop, if there is any change over there, my family will definitely inform me..."
Boyak is so far away from the central country that ordinary sound transmission magic stones are of no use at all. The candidates can only rely on the simplest letters to maintain contact with their families.
"--The Vatican concealed the news?" Gary's eyebrows jumped.
"I didn't say that." Lu Yi said.
"Why..." Gary muttered, "What's the purpose of this? Is it to test our hearts?"
"Maybe, or maybe I'm just thinking too much." Lu Yi spread his hands.
Gary shook his head, "Don't treat me like a fool. You, Rand, are not someone who likes to make false statements. Since you said that, it means you are at least 90% sure.
"Although I don't know where you got the information, I still want to thank you for sharing it with me."
Lu Yi smiled and thought that it was comfortable to deal with smart people.
For many things, he didn't even need to say them explicitly; just a little vague guidance would allow the other party to quickly understand what he meant.
Just like he just mentioned, the assessment date has been postponed.
As Gary said, since Lu Yi dared to say so, it meant that he was absolutely sure.
The Holy See’s cover-up was done perfectly, but “Lant” and “Lu Yi” are the same person!
Who would have thought that as long as Lu Yi knew something, Rant would also know it without even any written communication.
Of course, in the final analysis, we have to thank Lu Yi for his good habit of switching perspectives from time to time to see if anything happened on the main account.
This enabled him to promptly understand the movements of the Cardiffan Archbishopric.
"How has Luo Saiqiao been these two days?" Gary asked again.
Polya here is lucky enough that there has been no case of infection to date, but Luo Saiqiao on the other side is not so lucky. Bad news always comes from time to time, and the number of infections and deaths is increasing day by day.
Lu Yi was silent for a moment, and whispered: "It's terrible."
What kind of bad law is that?
Gary didn't ask any more questions, and Lu Yi didn't say anything more.
…
But Luo Saiqiao's situation was getting worse.
The black smoke from the burning corpses burned from early morning to midnight, and even as far away as Pauillac, the gray-black gas floating in the direction of Rosaic could be seen.
At another internal meeting of the Vatican, Heller spoke with a serious expression.
"The first thing Luo Saiqiao has to do is to separate the residents who have not yet been infected."
Everyone had different expressions. Some impatient candidates blurted out, "What? Are you crazy?"
"That's the Black Death! Why separate them instead of keeping them in one place? Do you want the two surrounding cities to fall as well?!"
"It should have been separated a long time ago." Gary whispered.
Lu Yi glanced at him sideways.
"What's that expression on your face?" Gary said, "Do you think I'm evil?"
"No, I'm just a little sad." Lu Yi shook his head and said, "Some people could have lived."
The Black Death struck extremely quickly and had a short incubation period, so it was entirely feasible to identify those who had not yet been infected and transfer them.
But in such a serious situation, where can we find so many people to identify those who have not been infected?
But now they have to send people out, which indirectly shows how bad the situation in Luo Saiqiao City is.
"There's a second thing," Heller said.
"Boyak and Mainz must send light mages to provide support."
Heller's voice fell, and the room was in deathly silence.
No one spoke.
The hall, which had been extremely noisy just a moment ago, suddenly became eerily quiet.
I had obviously anticipated this day.
But when this day really came, they subconsciously remained silent.
Heller skipped over Lant and glanced at the candidates present.
Most people lowered their heads and avoided his gaze.
The few who do not shy away from the issue do not have enough persuasiveness among the candidates and are unable to lead more people.
Heller was struggling between his conscience and his desires, and between his selfishness and reason.
Finally, he clenched his fists and looked at Rand in the center of the crowd.
"Rant, would you like to go to Rosaicchio?"
…
"Xia, are you willing to go to Rosaichao?"
The priest from Mainz asked tentatively.
The priest's words caused everyone in the hall to look at Xia who was in the middle.
Xia didn't answer immediately. He still had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes had turned cold.
Going to Luo Saiqiao at this time?
What to do?
Burn the city?!
"Me?" Xia asked shyly, as if flattered.
The reason he chose to stay was because he had received news from the Vatican early in the morning.
The assessment date was postponed, and the selection of the Holy Son was also postponed.
Because the Black Death broke out not only in the training site where they were, but also in the remaining seven or eight out of ten training sites.
Whether it was the outbreak of epidemics in other border areas or the postponement of the assessment date, the Vatican concealed it very well.
But Hexia is different from these candidates who are kept in the dark.
He was originally from the Vatican and a disciple of Pope Callisto!
His network of connections in the Vatican was enough to let him know in advance things that these candidates should not know.
At one point, Xia even suspected that the epidemic was something that the Vatican had anticipated.
And these candidates who came here for training were just accepting a test at another level.
That's why Xia chose to stay.
Xia considers herself lucky.
There has been no case of illness in Mainz so far, so he took risks but there is no danger of becoming seriously ill.
And judging by his deliberate performance these days, his final test result will definitely be excellent.
Xia is just waiting to be recalled by the Vatican.
But who could have imagined that such a dilemma would arise now.
Everyone in the hall was looking at him at this moment.
If he showed the slightest intention of retreating, all his previous efforts would be in vain!
——Is he going to take a risk and bet that the Black Death cannot harm him?
Xia smiled, but in her heart she hated the priest who was looking for trouble.
If this damn priest hadn't mentioned him, how could he have been put in such a dilemma?
It seemed like a question, leaving room for refusal, but Xia knew that he clearly only had one option.
"Since everyone trusts my ability so much, I will definitely not let you down!" Xia blinked and nodded heavily.
He represents the Vatican.
It is also your own future.
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Finished! ! Post to my wives qwq
I'm really convinced. In fact, I finished writing it a long time ago, but it was locked by the high-level review (I really don’t understand what is worthy of high-level review, what did I write...), and I was not allowed to add to it. I can only modify it now and finish it immediately!
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