aircannonsinc Chapter 1117 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (105)
Chapter 1117 The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (105)
The Cursed Dragon and His Human Knight (105)
If Ephesus's capture of people was a complete breakdown in relations, then Saramandy's barrage of magic scrolls was an act of trampling the Church's dignity underfoot as well.
At first, Song Ning still harbored some thoughts of revenge, but gradually he realized how much the civilians who suffered the most in this war were living, and he gradually forgot about revenge.
The royal family is arrogant, and the church doesn't treat people like human beings.
As war raged, even the mercenaries who were usually driven by greed instinctively avoided these two major forces.
What about those civilians who have no fighting ability?
Even the lowest-level fireball spell could easily set a dwelling ablaze. After the battle, nobody cared about the civilians' homes; they would simply sweep up the enemy's supplies on the battlefield and leave with an air of triumph.
The remaining fire spread, and there were the desperate cries of civilians who could not be extinguished and could only suffer in despair and bitter cold.
While they were still in despair, a figure suddenly descended from the sky.
Before they could react, the figure waved his hand, and a huge magical wave brought plenty of water vapor, which engulfed the raging fire, leaving only thick black smoke rising upwards.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Here's some medicine for treatment. Use it, and if you feel better, get up quickly while there's still time for emergency treatment."
After doing all that, the man raised his hand and threw a small, light box in front of them. The next second, he leaped up, and a huge black shadow landed to catch him, then spiraled upwards and quickly disappeared into the sky.
The civilians left behind stared blankly for a long time. A woman scrambled out, opened the box with trembling hands, and stared blankly at the recovery potion inside.
Large tears suddenly slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the back of her hands, which were covered in black ash. But this time, they were tears of joy. She wiped away her tears with her hands behind her back, picked up the small box, and rushed toward the people behind her.
"Everyone, come quick! Those who are injured, hurry over and get your medicine. Those who are not injured, hurry and save the house! There's still hope for us!"
Similar scenarios were repeated in various places, and the reputation of the 'Restoration Medicine Alliance' grew louder and louder, while the reputation of the Church of Light and the royal family grew worse and worse.
More and more people are grateful for the mysterious person who always appears out of the sky, and even the monster that no one could see clearly has become popular among the people who have been rescued.
Some people said it was the descent of the God of Light, but this was quickly proven wrong.
"Isn't our disaster caused by the church? And when did they give us such a useful medicine for free? Has any of you actually obtained or used that legendary 'holy water' that can cure all diseases?"
The person who asked the question was the same woman from before. She was carrying a child who was not yet three years old on her back and was tidying up a pile of ruins. When she heard those who were trying to praise the God of Light, she immediately stood up and refuted them.
"Don't we all see it most clearly? Among the people who fought that day was that bishop you mentioned. My house was set on fire by his magic!"
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears when she talked about it, and she couldn't hide her resentment.
The person who had just spoken recognized her and immediately felt embarrassed to continue.
He stammered for a moment, then spoke guiltily.
"I... I'm just used to it, I was just saying it casually."
Isn't it common for people to say "May the God of Light protect us"?
The woman glared at him. "Habit? You're treating your enemy like a benefactor. You call this a habit?"
The man was speechless for a long time before scratching his head. "Well, we don't know who our benefactor is either."
"So you're a brainless person."
The woman put her hands on her hips and sneered, then carefully took a small bottle out of her bosom.
It was an empty bottle that once contained recovery potions. Although there were no potions left, the small bottle had clearly been thoroughly washed and was very clean.
She held the small bottle in both hands, carefully examining the markings on it.
“I’ve already asked about this mark. You should all know the famous ‘Recovery Potion Alliance’ right? I’ve confirmed that this potion is from that alliance. My benefactor must also be a member of the alliance. I heard that such a good potion sells for one gold coin a bottle.”
"One gold coin? Then wouldn't a whole box of those items cost dozens of gold coins?"
“What else do you think? Only good people like those in the Tongmenghui would spend so much money on us,” the woman said, her eyes fixed on the bottle. Then she carefully put the bottle away, her face resolute. “In any case, now that we know our benefactor is a member of the Tongmenghui, we must repay his kindness.”
She glared at the man as she spoke, "Especially someone like you, do you know that's called repaying kindness with enmity?"
The man was somewhat embarrassed by what she said, and he tried to argue, "Well, well, it's not like I didn't know who my benefactor was either. Now that I know, things are definitely different."
The woman snorted and turned the question back on him.
"Now that you know who your benefactor is, what do you plan to do?"
The man was stunned, not expecting her to ask that question.
How could he know? He was just saying it casually. "Well, I don't think we necessarily have to do anything, do we? We can't even take care of ourselves right now, how can we repay your kindness?"
He got more and more excited as he spoke, as if what he was saying made perfect sense.
The woman sneered, "Since you feel you haven't even taken care of your own home, what's the point of you coming here today to tell everyone how wonderful the God of Light is?"
She couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Suddenly, she realized something and strode forward, pointing at the man. "So, you're not a lackey of the church, are you? Those cold-blooded guys in the church treated us like this, and you're still acting as their dog? Have you forgotten how your family was destroyed? Have you forgotten that your wife and children were only cured thanks to the Tongmenghui?"
The more she talked, the more suspicious she became of this guy. She raised her arm and called out, and several men and women who looked similar to her came over.
"What's wrong, little sister?"
"sister?"
Besides resembling women, these men had another thing in common: they were all significantly larger than the other civilians, giving off a very imposing aura as they walked by.
The woman waved her hand, "This guy looks like a spy for the church, spreading rumors about our benefactor and his alliance everywhere. Arrest him first, we can't let him go out and continue to mislead everyone."
The man panicked immediately upon hearing this, "No, how can you arrest people like this? I didn't do it, I didn't!"
These people wouldn't listen to him. In their eyes, their benefactor was a great person who saved them from dire straits, and anyone who dared to speak ill of their benefactor should be punished!