"Let me help you rub it!"
"My legs are a little sore too!"
"Let me help you press it!"
Looking at her daughter who was being held tightly opposite her, Estelle sighed softly in her heart and turned her gaze to the outside of the car window as if she couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
After some time the carriage arrived at Yorton Minster.
Before getting off the carriage, Eros took out three ordinary bird-beak masks from a small box beside him and handed two of them to Estelle and Undine respectively.
Although they are not afraid of diseases like plague, they still try not to act too eccentric in this situation.
Moreover, the bird-beak mask can effectively cover the appearance of Estelle and Undine, making them look more ordinary.
The two men, who had been reminded by Eros long ago, put on the bird-beak masks on their faces without hesitation, and then the three of them got off the carriage together.
Suddenly, a scene like hell appeared in front of the three people.
Estelle's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, she came back to her senses and sighed softly.
On the other side, Undine had already grasped Eros' arm, muttering unconsciously:
"How...how could this happen?"
Eros withdrew his gaze from the patient who was temporarily placed on the ground in front of him, and whispered in a voice that only the three of them could hear:
"In the early hours of this morning, the symptoms of these patients were more serious than they are now. It seems that the life potion made from my blood is still effective."
Wendini was a little bit unbelievable. His current appearance was already miserable enough. How horrible would it be if it was even worse early this morning?
Eros ignored Undine's shock. After he finished speaking, he looked at Estelle and changed the subject:
"Let's go in! Let's go find Father Aligado. He should be in charge of the donation of supplies."
Estelle nodded slightly.
Seeing this, Eros walked in front to lead the way, walking along the deliberately empty aisle towards the church door.
On both sides of the aisle were plague patients who were constantly crawling on the ground, mumbling, and coughing violently.
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