Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

From the moment he entered the North, the scene Barlow saw was basically the same as what Codick had advertised. There were ruins all along the way, and the sounds of children crying and crows and vultures were endless.

The young and middle-aged men had disappeared, as if they had all been conscripted as soldiers. Only old people were doing farm work in the fields, and the entire northern border was filled with a dead look.

This made Barlow's heart rise to his throat. He held his sister Sharon's hand and the rune scroll in his arms, ready to jump out of the car and run away at any time.

It was not until the carriage suddenly began to stabilize that Barlow finally felt relieved.

After the carriage became stable, the surroundings were no longer filled with ruins. Even the well-arranged buildings looked more refined than most of the buildings in the royal capital, at least much more refined than the house that Barlow rented in the outer city.

The road surface seemed to be paved entirely with an alchemical material. It was hard to imagine how much money the lords here spent to connect these roads.

The surrounding area was bustling with people and caravans and carriages coming and going. Although he had heard that the economy in the western part of the North was prosperous because of the Champagne nobles, the prosperity here was still far beyond Barlow's imagination.

“Is this the gray-collar?”

Barlow asked the carriage driver curiously.

"No, this is Evans Territory. It seems to have been renamed Stone Song County recently because it is rich in stones."

The coachman began to chatter like a modern taxi driver.

"Although stones can be found everywhere, the Governor said that the stones here are the best and can be used to build houses and castles. Although I don't understand, the Governor must be right. The whole West uses the stones here to build houses."

Barlow looked around and saw that most of the houses were built with the same black stone.

"And the waterwheel, I heard it was invented by the Governor's wife. Unfortunately, the one in Shige County is not big enough. The waterwheel in Huibailing is much bigger. I heard that some scholars have gone to Huibailing to study the waterwheel. Our Governor's wife is much smarter than those scholars."

The driver held his head high and was very proud, which made Baro a little confused. Why was Lena Lars different from the shame of the nobles that had been rumored in the capital?

At this moment, the carriage was suddenly stopped. Barlow's heart suddenly skipped a beat. If nothing unexpected happened, there would be no more accident.

A nun wearing a strange bird-beak mask boarded the carriage and asked, "Are there any sick patients here?"

Barlow held Sharon's hand tightly. Sharon looked at Barlow, and Barlow just shook his head to signal her not to make a sound.

I'm afraid the other party knows that strange diseases have appeared in the royal capital and is afraid that these diseases will spread to the territory.

But Barlow had no choice. His sister was everything to him. If his sister was taken away, Barlow might as well just run away with her.

Seeing that no one spoke, the nun did not get anxious and said, "The Governor said that if anyone is sick, they can go to the nearest church for treatment. No fees will be charged. I just hope that everyone will not conceal the truth."

No one in the carriage dared to say a word. Who would believe such a good thing? They might disappear after arriving at the local church, or even be burned at the stake.

The nun was not in a hurry, but took out her pocket watch and waited. Just when Barlow didn't know what the other party was going to do, Sharon suddenly pulled Barlow's sleeve.

Seeing Sharon's face flushed from holding back the cough, Barlow knew that his sister was going to cough up blood. Just as he was about to make a loud noise to cover it up for his sister, Sharon finally couldn't help but coughed in pain.

Sharon looked at the blood on her hands and felt her vision blurry. Her already weak body and the extreme tension made her feel dizzy.

The nun also noticed Sharon at this time and slowly approached her, her hand still groping for something in her bag.

When Barlow saw this, he immediately held Sharon in his arms and shouted, "My sister is just a little uncomfortable. We will leave by ourselves. Don't come over!"

But the nun seemed unmoved. The strong sense of oppression brought by the bird-beak mask made Barlow feel a little desperate. Was it really a mistake to choose to come to the North?

The nun squatted down, and just when Barlow thought that the other party was going to take his sister away, the nun just reached out and touched a few places on his sister's body, then touched her forehead, and then took out a bottle of medicine from her bag and said, "Drink it."

Sharon was a little scared, afraid that she would never wake up after drinking the potion. Barlow even tried to snatch the potion away, but the nun was quick-witted and missed.

The nun seemed to understand and reluctantly took off her mask, revealing a face full of scars underneath the mask. This scared both Barlow and Sharon, but Barlow quickly realized that the scars on the nun's face were somewhat similar to those on his sister's face.

"I was like this before, and it was much more serious than yours, but I got much better after drinking these potions. You are only in the early stages of the symptoms now, and you will recover soon, and you won't be left with these ugly scars like us."

"These are the medicines passed down from the Governor's ancestors. They will make you better soon."

The nun said, and handed the potion to Sharon again.

Barlow was still a little hesitant, but after Sharon saw the nun's face under the mask, she took the potion and drank it in one gulp.

"Brother, I feel much better!"

Sharon touched her body in disbelief and said to Barlow in shock.

Seeing this, the nun put on her mask again and said, "After arriving at Gray Collar, remember to report your physical condition to the local church every week. If you have other symptoms, you must contact the local nun immediately. Got it?"

Sharon nodded in confusion, and the nun jumped off the carriage after simply registering the brother and sister's information.

Soon, the carriage started on its way.

"Are you really not feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Barlow looked at his sister with some shock as her complexion gradually improved.

"I'm really much better now, bro."

Sharon pulled Balor close to her ear and whispered, "And the potion tastes a bit like the holy water my brother gave me before."

"really?"

"I don't know. It doesn't seem quite the same."

After hearing Sharon's answer, Barlow was finally relieved. Holy water was not something that could be found everywhere. It was possible that the gray-collar governor had developed a special medicine.

"Brother, the holy water you gave me before seemed to be diluted with water. This tastes better."

"..."

Barlow, who originally thought that it was pure rumor that the governor here was a descendant of the old empire, suddenly felt that this was not impossible. After all, it was more reliable than giving away holy water for free.

The brother and sister set out on the road to Gray Collar again. In the carriage, Barlow vaguely remembered the scarred face of the nun, and suddenly woke up and slapped himself.

"I deserve to die."