Flillian, I want to live.

"Thank you, sir."

As if she had noticed the movement in front of her, the gray-haired girl stopped playing. She raised her head and looked towards the direction of Xu Tark in a daze, and expressed her gratitude to him.

"Eh?"

At this moment, Xu Tark suddenly found that the girl in front of him had dull eyes and seemed to have lost the ability to focus.

"Is this child blind?"

Philen, who squeezed in behind Hugh Tark, covered his mouth with his hands and said with some heartache.

"Ah."

The gray-haired girl turned her head towards Philen again and nodded slowly.

"How pitiful..."

Xuturk stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the other person's head, but the other person shyly avoided him.

"Where did you hear that song just now?"

Xu Turk scratched his empty hand and asked the other party the question that concerned him most.

Chapter 129: Protective work must be done well

"song?"

The blind girl in front of him was stunned by what Hugh Tark said.

"The tune you just played is from my hometown."

Xu Turk could still vaguely remember that every time he was scolded by his father for not doing well, he would always hear the melodious sound of a flute coming from outside the house when he was alone in bed wiping his tears.

Perhaps that was his older brother's way of comforting him.

Whenever he heard the familiar flute sound, Xutark would feel at ease and gradually fall asleep.

"I heard it from others, sir."

However, the blind girl tilted her head and gave a perfunctory answer to Hugh Tark.

"That's it..."

Xutark sighed, and did not ask any further questions or embarrass the blind girl in front of him.

"Ahem...yes, sir."

The blind girl covered her throat, coughed twice in pain, and then tried hard to force a smile.

"Are you okay? How about I take you to the church and help you heal?"

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the blind girl, Xiutark couldn't help but ask her with some concern.

"No, it's okay. It's just an old problem of mine. I know my body very well..."

The blind girl shook her head and refused Hugh Tark's offer to take her to see a doctor.

"Is it really okay? If you're worried about the cost of treatment, I can help..."

Hugh Tucker wanted to persuade the girl in front of him, but before he could finish his words, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd around him.

"vomit--"

An old man who had just been listening to the blind girl playing the flute suddenly changed his expression, then bent down and began to vomit uncontrollably.

All of a sudden, the people around were frightened by this unexpected change and avoided the old man who suddenly fell ill.

"Hey? Are you okay?"

In this situation, only the enthusiastic Hugh Tark hurried to the old man's side, supported the old man with his hands and asked him with concern.

"I...vomit..."

The old man opened his mouth and wanted to express his gratitude to Hugh Tark, but before he could finish a word, he couldn't help vomiting again.

"Ah, sir, it looks like someone needs church healing more than I do."

On the other side, the blind girl spoke calmly to Hugh Tark.

"I'm not some master," Hugh Tark said, not caring about the blind girl's mocking remarks. He quickly turned to look at Philen who had just walked out of the dispersed crowd, "Philen, give me a hand."

"Ah, um."

After hearing Hugh Tark's request for help, who was at a loss as to what to do when an old man vomited because he didn't know how to take care of him, Philen nodded quickly and prepared to go forward to help him.

"Wait a moment."

However, Erica suddenly spoke up and stopped Philen who was about to help.

"what happened?"

Philen looked at Erica with some confusion.

"I've seen this symptom before."

Erica looked at the old man who suddenly started vomiting and spoke with a serious expression.

"Have you seen it? Then do you know what this disease is?"

While Hugh Tark was stroking the old man's back to make him feel more comfortable, he asked Erica anxiously.

"Let him go quickly. We can't stay in this town any longer. Let's go back to the hotel, pack our bags and leave."

Erica nervously yelled to Hugh Tark.

"Leave? What are you talking about? No matter what, we have to send the old man to church first."

After seeing that the old man's vomiting had eased a little, Hugh Tark immediately squatted down, carried the old man on his back, and spoke to Erica in a confused tone.

"That's right, Ms. Erica. You are a clergyman after all. How can you turn a blind eye to someone in need?"

Philen also frowned and looked at Erica, who looked nervous, and asked in a questioning tone.

"You simply don't understand..."

Erica had seen the same scene before. It was a sunny day, but suddenly someone started vomiting violently, followed by a high fever and coma.

At first, everyone in the town thought it was just a common cold.

But it didn't take long before people in the town fell ill one after another.

Even if the monks of the church used the magic of the goddess to cure the disease, those who recovered would soon relapse.

In the end, even the monk himself fell ill and could not get up.

By the time the monks from the royal capital arrived to provide support, nine out of ten houses in the town were already empty.

The monks took away the few survivors who escaped from the town, and then burned the bodies left in the town along with the unattended sick.

Erica lost her parents in the disaster and became an orphan adopted by the church.

"This is a pandemic... It's something we can't handle at all."

Although Erica explained this to Hugh Tark and Fearon, Hugh Tark still insisted on carrying the old man to the church in the town.

However, just as Erica expected, the elderly man's illness was not an isolated case.

At this time, the church was surrounded by a large number of people with the same symptoms.

"What's going on? Where are the monks in the church?"

Xutark put the old man on his back aside to rest, and then began to ask the people waiting in front of the church.

"We don't know either. After seeing the patient, the monk said he would go to the library on the second floor to find out what the disease is. But nothing has come out yet."

The man who was also waiting for news from the monks in the church explained to Hugh Tark.

"Phiren, can you take me directly to the second floor?"

Somehow, with a bad feeling in his heart, Hugh Tark turned around and asked the nervous Philen.

"Ah."

Philen nodded, summoned his staff, then hugged Hugh Tark from behind, and with some difficulty flew him to the balcony on the second floor of the church.

A moment later, Hugh Tark reappeared on the balcony. He stretched out his hand and waved to Erica, who was waiting outside the church with a frown on her face.

"Ms. Erica! Here... come and take a look!"

Hugh Tark shouted to Erica with a serious expression.

"Step aside……"

Erica, who sensed something was wrong, finally stopped hiding her identity. She took out the holy seal of a monk directly under the church from her bosom, squeezed out a path from the crowd, and entered the church with its doors closed.

Walking up the spiral staircase to the library on the second floor, Erica saw a trail of blood flowing from the corridor.

"How is this going?"

Erica quickly quickened her pace and reached the door of the library.

"The monk..."

In the not-so-big library, Philen was putting his hands on his chest, looking at the tragic scene in front of him with anger and horror.

In front of the bookshelf, there lay a bloody and almost unrecognizable corpse.

Judging from the fragments of clothing scattered on the ground, he must have been a monk who protected this town during his lifetime.

Chapter 130 Who Hasn't Been Fooled Before

"Hey, hey, hey, Flillian, this gift of giant hamburger meat was my idea."

In the borrowed hotel kitchen, Gutel, who was unaware of the commotion in the city, was expressing his dissatisfaction with Furlin, who was wearing an apron and preparing to cook herself.

"I got this recipe from Aize when I was traveling with Xinmeier and the others."

Fulilian held the small piece of paper with the recipe for the giant hamburger meat between two fingers and glanced at Guter.

"So what? You just happened to see this recipe while packing up your things and remembered it, right?!"

Guter clenched his fists and asked indignantly.

"Since I came up with this idea, it doesn't count as stealing yours, right?"

However, Fulilian answered confidently while pinning the note with the recipe on it to the cupboard.

"you……"

Gutel bared his fangs and pointed at Fulilian angrily.

"Sigh...never mind. Let's consider this giant hamburger as our joint gift to Shuttalk."

Fulilian put her hands on her waist and said helplessly to Gutel, who looked aggrieved.

"Uh..." Fulilian's words made Guter stunned for a moment, "No, why do you act like I should be grateful for your charity?"

"Well, aren't you going to prepare a surprise for Hugh Tark before he gets back?"

Frillian ignored Guter's complaints and started preparing the ingredients for making the giant hamburger.

"Beef... onions, huh? Where do onions go?"

While muttering the ingredients mentioned on the note, Fulilian bent down and opened the cupboard containing the ingredients.

"squeak--"

Accompanied by a somewhat piercing cry, Fulilian's pupils suddenly began to dilate, and then...

"Ahhh-"

This was the first time in all these years that Gutel had seen Fulilian lose her composure like this. She had always been able to remain calm even in front of the great demon Aura, but now she screamed in panic, and her legs went weak as she sat down with a thud.

“W-what, what happened!?”

Seeing Fulilian's terrified look, Gutel was also frightened. She thought that the devil had suddenly resurrected. She grabbed the rolling pin next to her to protect herself and asked Fulilian nervously.

"Old, old, rat..."

At this moment, Fulilian's forehead was covered with cold sweat. She stared at the creature hiding deep in the cupboard with wide eyes and stammered in her answer.

"Huh? A rat?"

Gutel, who thought she had misheard, bent down. With the demons' naturally better adapted vision to the dark, she quickly found the gray little creature deep in the cupboard.