Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2719: 0 years of loneliness (16)
Chapter 2719 Hundred Years of Solitude (Sixteen)
About two years ago.
Smoke slowly rose, and the soldiers lay among the corpses. He hurried back to his hometown after receiving the urgent report, and he never thought that such an accident would be encountered. Today, even he was infected with the Black Death, and was treated the same as the villagers in his hometown. He was stabbed by the church in a debilitated condition, and finally thrown into the cremation mound to be burned to death.
Naturally, with a strong physique, he has lived to this day. Lying at the bottom of countless corpses, endured the torment of high heat and stench, escaped the fire, and survived.
When everything was over, after he crawled out of the corpse, he finally took a breath, but he was exhausted.
It looks like there is no escape from death. Even if the flames failed to take his life, even if the stab in the abdomen failed to kill him on the spot, the Black Death still raged in his body, slowly taking away his vitality.
But that's enough. He didn't struggle to the last moment just to survive. He crawled out of the pile of corpses just to take another look at the blue sky before he died.
Falcons fly freely in the air. If he dies, his soul may reach the sky. Can he also soar in the endless blue sky like a falcon?
He slowly closes his eyes and continues to daydream before he loses consciousness, because hope is the only thing he has.
However------
"Come back, Lord Joffrey! It's dangerous there!" Someone seemed to be shouting in the distance.
A footstep is approaching. Heavy, clumsy, rapid footsteps. The voice stopped beside the dying soldier.
"Hey! Hey! Are you still, angry?" The voice was as clumsy as its own script, but it was full of sincerity.
"Don't die! Please don't, don't die!"
What is this idiot doing here? Doesn't he know that this is an epidemic area, even if the corpse has been burned, there is a danger of being infected if you approach it casually?
The soldier wants to speak to let the other party leave quickly. He doesn't want to implicate innocent people. But his throat was so dry it was sticking together that it was impossible to speak.
"It's so serious...and it's the end of the Black Death...it can't go on like this!" The other party was still talking to himself.
Forget it. The soldier took a deep breath, not wanting to pay attention to the other party. Before he died, he just wanted to find a moment of peace, but it was not bad to have someone by his side before he died. A bit noisy... bearable. It's a pity that this idiot has been implicated.
"Although this is not the correct and normal way to deal with it, it can only be done like this..." the other party said, forcibly opening the soldier's mouth. Although he didn't know what the other party was doing, the soldier was too lazy to pay attention to it, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle when he was dying.
Then something, slowly flowed down his throat. It smelled of blood, very sticky and fishy. The blood smells of iron.
"Only, I can only hope that my blood can form antigens in your body...sorry, in this case, I can't even prepare decent surgical tools..." Then People say.
Antigen...what is it?
The other party carried the warrior aside and painted and covered him with something. Then there was the sound of the bottle being put on the ground.
"This is a spirit for sanitizing and disinfecting, as well as a cooling oil mixed with thin, peppermint oil and eucalyptus oil, which can relieve the burns on your body and body. If you can survive, please one, be sure to Used to treat wounds. Then------" The other party left some supplies and ran away.
The soldier slowly opened his eyes. In his blurry vision, only a white shadow could be seen drifting away.
It must be an angel.
That is even the Vatican, spending thousands of years unable to contact, but he is actually wandering in the world, Lord Angel.
The big man who appeared in front of Arthur looked like a savage in fur and a grass crown. However, he held a giant steel bow in his hand. The steel bow was well-made and unparalleled in power. It was naturally a symbol of the civilized world, so this person could not be a savage.
When Arthur saw the opponent, he vigilantly put his hand on the matching sword at his waist, ready to slash the opponent with the Seraph holy sword at any time. This is not the original wish of the King of Knights, but he was seen by the other party when he used the Seraph holy sword (light saber mode). This kind of "magic sword" that surpassed the common sense of the times was seen, which would bring great trouble to Arthur. The first thing the King of Knights thought of was killing people.
It's just that the other party is too unlucky to see a scene that shouldn't be seen.
But------
"Mr. Aslan?" The other party said suddenly.
Arthur, who had planned to kill the big man, was suddenly stunned for half a second. The other party knew him. This instantly changed the situation. Arthur shot and killed an acquaintance without asking, so he gave him one more look.
But not. Can't recognize it. The man had severe burn marks on his face, and the wild life in the forest had also tanned him. His skin was the color of charcoal-grilled wheat, and it was difficult to recognize the other person's original appearance.
"It's me, Goff, the former captain of the Fifth Division of the Holy See Crusade." The other party saw that Arthur couldn't recognize him, so he had to say.
"So you are a member of the church?" After Arthur heard this, he immediately resolutely decided to kill and silence.
"No. Not anymore." The big man removed his shirt (which was actually just a piece of processed fur), revealing the logo on his chest.
It was a cross inscribed with red tattoo paint on the heart, a symbol of the soldiers' lifelong loyalty to the Holy See Crusades. However, now, the red cross tattoo on Goff's chest has been severely slashed twice with a knife. The deep knife cut formed an X-shaped scar, which left a completely opposite mark on the original blood-red cross, as if denying the existence of the blood-red cross.
This is the mark of a rebel. It is the trace of enlightenment left by those who broke away from the Holy See Crusade and vowed to be incompatible with the Holy See for the rest of their lives. It takes a lot of courage to cut these two knives in front of his chest, because once he does this, it means that he will fight against the Holy See for the rest of his life, and it means that he will be hunted down by the Holy See for the rest of his life.
"Apostate." Arthur indifferently shook out a familiar and unfamiliar word.
"Yes." Gove replied, "But I never regret it. I didn't betray the church, but the church betrayed me."
He took a vial from his waist and threw it at Arthur: "I'm not your enemy, Mr. Aslan. The magic sword you just used, I can pretend I've never seen it, I just hope you can too. It's like you've never seen me. Your hand is hurt, wash it with strong alcohol, it's bad if it gets infected."
It is not known whether the "infected" refers to an ordinary wound bacterial infection or an infection of the Black Death. No matter which one, in fact, Arthur is not particularly afraid. He has a very thin dragon blood in his body, and his resistance to bacteria and viruses is extraordinary.
Nevertheless, Arthur accepts Goff's offer, picking up the bottle of spirits and pouring it over his arm. Although distilled spirits are incomparable to real disinfectant alcohol, it still irritates the wounds very violently. At this time, Arthur realized that the wound left on his arm was quite serious. The **** big tiger actually used his claws to make a cut about an inch deep. If the wound is not stitched, it may worsen.
Arthur tutted, thinking about what to do next. It was at this moment that Elaine circled back to retrieve the remaining buckets.
"Uh, what's wrong?" Fatty Bai was a little overwhelmed when he saw Arthur and Goff facing off there.
"It's nothing. Don't worry about it." And Arthur did not continue to be vigilant, but worried about the wound on his arm.
"Wow, the cut is so, so serious. This cut...is it an old, tiger?"
"Yes. At least we have venison and tiger meat to eat tonight." Arthur sighed, "Elaine, do you know how to sew? You should have tools?"
"Uh, yes. The sewing, the sewing is not good, is it okay?"
"It's better than letting this wound go." Arthur said, "I'm too careless to be attacked by a tiger."
It was probably the most glorious moment in the tiger's life to be able to sneak up on King Arthur.
"This, who is this?" Elaine looked at Goff with a curious expression.
"Don't mind me." Goff said, waving to the two of them at the same time: "This is the cave I'm hiding in. Do you want to barbecue? I have a barbecue. Let's lend it to you. Better than It's better for you to make temporary builds."
"You're welcome then," Arthur said. Barbecue is not important anymore, he just wants to sit down and let Elaine help him sew up the wound on his arm.
The cave where Goff hides is in the deepest part of the jungle. People who don't know the way will circle hundreds of times in the jungle, but never reach their destination. The entrance of the cave is also planted with dense shrubs to cover it up. It is impossible for an uninformed person to know that there is a cave entrance in such a place. It appears that Goff has worked hard in hiding in order to escape the church's pursuit.
The inside of the cave is not as humid as Arthur imagined. Although it is a very deep cave, it has been transformed by Goff to be very comfortable. It has a perfect drainage and ventilation system, and only uses various means of dehumidification in the depths of the cave. Carve out a dry living area. Goff's barbecue grill is shining brightly here, and the surrounding torches illuminate the whole cave, and the smoke and dust are drawn from the side of the cave through a perfect ventilation system, and by the time they reach the outside, they are long gone. Smoke visible to the naked eye.
"Quite comfortable." Arthur said, "Weren't you an engineer before joining the Holy See Crusade?"
"Where. My father is, but I'm just a reckless man who can wield swords and swords." Goff was adjusting the grill and had already started to help roast the venison: "This is to be fully cooked, right? ?"
"Half-cooked, just for sterilization. Anyway, it will be made into jerky later." Arthur said: "Our ship was originally intended to be resupplied at the port, but the fishing village in the port was attacked by the Black Death and completely wiped out. Only those of us who were immune to the Black Death came to fetch water and find food."
"Is it the Black Death..." Goff said thoughtfully: "The people in the village are good people~IndoMTL.com~ They shelter me, who is a deserter, and also take various handicrafts from time to time. Come and exchange with my prey. It's a pity that such a good village was destroyed by the Black Death in a blink of an eye. I had to pile their bodies up and burn them."
"So you did it." Arthur frowned. Not only did Goff burn all the remains of the patients in the village, but he also took care of everything and completely concealed the evidence that he had been to the village. It's really watertight.
"I've tried every way I can think of to save the villagers, and I've used all the healing experience I've had from a certain doctor. But I still can't save anyone. In this day and age, the Black Death Maybe there is really no cure." Goff looked a little frustrated: "Good people die early. It is such a good village, and the villagers are kind and kind. The Black Death attacked them without warning. Everything may be God's will."
"It's not God's will. Yes, someone deliberately let the disease spread." Elaine said, taking a bottle from her pocket. The bottle had a strong odor of alcohol, and the tightly stoppered glass bottle contained a dead mouse.
That is definitely not an ordinary mouse, its teeth are blood red, and there is some kind of dark evil aura vaguely oozing from its body.