Well, that's all I have to say, let's go our separate ways."
As he spoke, Cheng Shi handed another page of the book to Dayi, and Dayi's face changed drastically as soon as he took it.
"My Lord, is this... the Dyeing Plague?"
Cheng Shi smiled slightly: "Yes, if you want to let the people who believe in [Corruption] know that his messenger has arrived, you must let them feel the power of [Corruption] firsthand. Take it around the city and spread rumors. I don't need to teach them this.
Remember one thing, don't poison all my extras. Be quick and when you have gathered them, remember to throw them out of the city.
We need some time, so let this plague protect us from the destroyers outside."
Dayi nodded seriously, but then asked doubtfully:
"Sir, why don't you just kill those damn destroyers?"
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Letting you get close to [war] doesn't mean you betray [war], so why are you pretending to be more and more like a friend?
Cheng Shi's eyes twitched slightly, and he pretended to be mysterious and responded: "It's not that simple, go ahead."
Dayi's expression froze, and no one knew what he was thinking about. He nodded and walked away with the hunter one after the other.
Seeing the two men leave, Cheng Shi took the old Galen who had been knocked unconscious earlier and left the imperial court, and came to the high wall of the imperial court where he could overlook the square.
Old Galen was awakened by the cold. As soon as he opened his eyes, he stammered, "Sir, I...Ellen..."
Cheng Shi sneered and shook his head: "Forget about her for now. You should pray that I gain something from this gathering, otherwise she has probably given up her oath and thrown herself into [Death]."
Old Galen shuddered all over and closed his mouth. He silently turned his head and looked down following Cheng Shi's gaze, only to see countless figures converging towards the Rossner Recruiting Square in the blizzard. Black spots gradually covered the snow, turning the snow-white square into a bustling gathering place.
"Praise [Decay]! Praise [Decay]!"
"We are saved, we are saved!"
"I said that our Lord would not abandon us. It is our piety that earned His attention!"
"This is His messenger. This is the supreme honor. Where is Your Majesty? Why didn't Your Majesty come out to greet the messenger of our Lord!?"
Old Galen was shocked. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looked at the figure in the middle of the square, and muttered to himself helplessly:
“That’s…that’s the Messenger of my Lord?
My Lord, is that really the messenger of [Decay]? "
He couldn't understand why today's Cannar was so exciting. He just met three mysterious people who were not ordinary people and saved him in the wind and snow, and now he welcomed the envoy of the benefactor of this country.
But the royal family of this country is so blasphemous to the faith, so the arrival of this messenger...will it bring salvation or divine punishment?
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