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Unknowingly, we were all poisoned!
"Don't be nervous, friends. Not long ago I successfully prepared the antidote. Here it is." After saying that, Montetier took out a bag of things from his body.
"What the hell is this? It stinks!" Stanton and Yilifa pinched their noses in unison.
It does stink, and I have to say that this package of antidote that looks like cow shit is pretty disgusting.
¡°For external application?¡± I asked anxiously.
"Wrong! Take it internally." Montetier smiled proudly.
"Is this obviously a pile of stinky cow dung? I won't eat it. If you want to eat it, you can eat it yourself. Hmph."
There is no other way, just eat, who cares so much about survival. I reached out and took a hard piece and stuffed it into my mouth.
"It tastes so bad, damn it!" Stanton reluctantly swallowed a piece.
When Bitril was about to eat, Monteil suddenly stopped her.
"Wait a minute, Bitril," and then reached out and took out a small bottle from the pile of cow dung.
"This is the antidote. I just use the cow dung to maintain the temperature."
"Wow" Stanton and I vomited wildly, while Yifa, who had just swallowed a piece of cow shit, fainted.
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After we finished taking the antidote that Montether had dissolved in water, I asked him what should we do next? Montetier thought for a while and said:
"Since this fog is man-made, the poisoners must not be too far away. I observed the wind direction and concluded that they should be somewhere in the east. And to send the fog into the city, they must stay in a Higher up."
It makes sense, I must not admit that Montetier is a wise man.
"Will it be on the tower?" I asked suddenly.
"It's very possible." Montetier agreed.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go kill them!" When Stanton thought about what he had just eaten, he became very angry.
"We can't go now. First: We are in the light, they are in the dark, and we have no advantage. Second: We don't know their specific location yet, so we can't alert them to make them defensive or run away. Third: The opponent's strength How is it? How many people are there? We don¡¯t know these things. If we meet rashly, we might end up in vain.¡±
"So I think we should wait until dawn to act. Those guys have been poisoning all night, and they should still be sleeping at that time."
"When will we set off? Who will direct the operation? One person must take the lead. It's not enough to fight randomly." I said.
"5 o'clock in the morning!" After saying this, Montetier looked at me with a smile.
"I'm okay with using my brain, but as for doing it, I'd better leave it to Di Boer."
Stanton and Yifa unanimously agreed, while Bitril just looked at us worriedly.
"When will it be 5 o'clock in the morning? How do we know?" I asked weakly all the way.
Montetier turned to look out the window, pointed in the direction of the church and said, "That's not it."
I followed Montetier¡¯s gaze and looked over: a big clock suddenly hung under the roof of the church.
The clock now points to 12 midnight, and we still have a few hours to rest and prepare. Montetier and I still had some specific things to discuss, so we let the other three go to bed first.
"Montetier, who do you think our opponents are?" I asked.
"I don't know, and I'm really wondering what they did with the children?" Montetier thought thoughtfully.
"Hey! Montetier, tell me honestly: If we were in danger tomorrow, would you use magic?" I really want to know if Montetier's backing is reliable.
"Won't!"
"Why?"
"No reason!"
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"Cang!"
The heavy bell rang at 5 a.m., and Stanton and I found ourselves at the east gate of Hathway City.
"Hey, DeBoer. Did you see that? Those guys are really in the tower." Stanton retracted his leaning body for a moment.
"Well, there are 5 horses under the city, which means there should be no more than 5 people. But we can't be careless, it will be bad if they have helpers." I was still a little worried. It was so far away that I still couldn't see the bottom of the city clearly. How many people are there.
"Go all the way, go up from the left and block the left exit, remember! Don't kill anyone unless absolutely necessary."
"Well! I listen to you."
Watching Lufa climb the city wall and defend itAt the left exit of the city tower, I patted Stanton on the shoulder and said:
"superior!"
Stanton and I rushed into the tower one after another and found four men in black robes sleeping on the ground in a circle, with a large pot in the middle still emitting wisps of smoke.
I gently took away their daggers, then called all the way in and tied up these guys with Stanton.
"Who are you? Why did you do this? Where are the children?" I asked a series of questions, regardless of whether these guys were awake or not.
What makes me angry is that these expressionless guys didn¡¯t say a word.
¡°Would you like to give them something harsh?¡± Stanton looked at me and waved his fist.
I shook my head and told them to keep an eye on these people while I went to find Montetier.
When I brought Montetier over, I found that all four people were dead. Stanton told me ruefully that not long after I left, they discovered something was wrong with these guys, and soon they all twitched and died.
I asked Yifa again and he said the same thing.
"They hid the poison in their fingernails and just dug open their palms. Hey, it seems they were well prepared." Montetier opened a corpse, looked at a palm, and shook his head.
It seems that we have been busy in vain. Who are these people?
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After carefully inspecting the city tower, Stanton and I took some antidotes and rode the black-robed men's horses south to look for the city lord and the bishop. We stayed behind to protect Montetier and Beatle.
Stanton and I walked south until the afternoon, and then we met the city lord, the bishop, and the missing children.
It turns out that the city lord Silent Richard received a report that day, saying that traces of a large group of people were found outside the south gate. After discussing with Bishop Marga, they decided to first move the civilians to a nearby town, and then lead a team to chase the mysterious people.
After chasing them all night, we finally caught up with those people when we were about to arrive at Visport. After finding themselves surrounded by knights and soldiers, several men in black robes committed suicide by taking poison. Soldiers opened the few carriages they had left behind and discovered the children. Just as the city lord and the bishop were walking back with the children, the symptoms of poisoning broke out. Fortunately, Stanton and I rushed in time to avoid casualties.
After I handed the remaining antidote to Silent Richard, a trainee knight immediately ran over to take the antidote and took a small road to the town where civilians had taken refuge.
While waiting for everyone to recover, Stanton honestly confessed our affairs to Bishop Marga, his uncle.
Bishop Marga first expressed that he was very happy that we caught those men in black robes and destroyed their conspiracy. He said that he would tell the Lord of the City to take credit for us. Then he readily agreed to apply for a new certificate of nobility and knighthood for me, but I had to guarantee my bloodline, so I had to provide the genealogy details of my eighteenth generation ancestors first.
¡°But apart from the names of my grandparents, I can¡¯t remember so many people. I asked Bishop Marga, could you think of other ways? I really have a bad memory. I thought I would be scolded, but Bishop Marga smiled mysteriously and said to me:
"How about we create one?"
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The poisonous fog incident finally came to an end, and a few of us settled down smoothly in Hathvi City. In recognition of our bravery in the poisonous fog incident, Lord Silent Richard specially gave me several sets of weapons and a large enough training ground. And Lord Marga "painstakingly" "created" an identity certificate for me. This certificate clearly pointed out that my family bloodline is very pure and ancient, and can even be traced back to the great "Asia" No. 1 On behalf of the king.
In order to express my sincere gratitude, I divided my work clothes into three parts: the top was given to Mr. "Cheerful Richard"; the trousers were given to Mr. "Silent Richard"; and the artificial leather shoes were naturally given to "Mal" Add "Your Majesty the Bishop." Of course, the hotel logo and employee number plate have to be taken off. Those are my family logo and knight number, and I still have to use them on my new clothes.
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