The third day.

After Arthur recorded the conversation between Valpo and Musulu, he did not immediately recruit Norman.

Because Norman's son and grandson had just died, yesterday was the time when he was extremely sad and couldn't think of anything else, so Arthur deliberately took a day off.

Today, although Norman is still immersed in sadness, he has recovered a little. He is not as painful as yesterday, and his sanity has slowly returned. This is the best time to talk!

Cigu Island, temporary resettlement camp.

This is an endless tent camp.

It was used by the Drum Kingdom to house the people affected by the explosion.

Among them, the northernmost part of the camp is the isolation area, where people infected by the virus are temporarily placed and isolated. The isolation area is divided into east and west sides, with infected people placed in the east and infected corpses placed in the west.

The southernmost part of the camp, some distance away from the isolation area, is the general resettlement area, which is also divided into east and west sides. The east side is used to house ordinary people after the disaster, and the west side is used to house ordinary corpses after the explosion.

And Norman is here.

Of course, Norman is not homeless.

Although his house was bombed, he still has so many disciples and grandchildren!

As long as he wanted to, each of these disciples and grandchildren would welcome him to live there!

The reason why he is here is because the bodies of his son, daughter-in-law, grandson, and granddaughter-in-law are all placed here!

Outside the resettlement camp.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Ah...Father!"

"Mother!"

"Daughter, daughter!"

...

As soon as he arrived here, Arthur heard mournful cries.

"Alas! This Musulu is really evil!" Listening to this sad cry, Arthur couldn't help but sigh.

etc!

Something seems wrong?

Arthur rubbed his chin and thought.

Is this a general resettlement area?

So these were all blown up by ordinary cannonballs, right?

It seems like he set those ordinary cannonballs, right?

Thinking of this, he immediately became embarrassed.

Fortunately, no one knew it was him. He pretended to be nonchalant and walked toward the largest tent here.

This time he came alone. Although many people were curious about such a stranger along the way, they only glanced at him and went about their business in a hurry.

After all, this incident is too big for this country with only 100,000 people. 400 people died directly and more than 1,000 people were infected with the virus. Almost everyone among these 100,000 people has such a relative or

friend.

This caused everyone on the island to become confused. There were too many things to be busy with, and no one could be spared. Naturally, no one had time to pay attention to a stranger!

Soon, he arrived outside the tent.

This is a large white tent. Different from other tents, the fabric of this tent is obviously better. People are coming and going at the entrance of the tent, most of them are doctors wearing white coats and masks.

Inside the tent.

An old man with thinning hair sat on a chair, looking at the four charred corpses in front of him, with red eyes and a look of sadness. Next to him was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a white coat and carrying a

The plump girl wearing a mask and blond hair is none other than his great-granddaughter Helena.

There are dozens of doctors standing around, silently accompanying Norman.

"Pasteur, you go down first!" Norman said slowly, his voice hoarse.

"Teacher?" Pasteur frowned.

"You guys go down first and leave me alone for a while. My granddaughter will be with me. You go and treat the infected first and then come back!" Norman said calmly.

"This..." Pasteur said with some embarrassment.

This time Norman didn't say anything, he just waved his hand to signal them to leave.

"Yes!" Pasteur had no choice but to nod in agreement, then winked at the doctors in the tent, then took the lead and turned around and left the tent.

"Teacher, my condolences!"

"Teacher, take care!"

"Teacher, we still need you to lead us in researching new drugs!"

"teacher..."

...

The doctors in the tent spoke to comfort each other before slowly leaving the tent.

Soon, there were only four corpses left in the tent, including Norman and his great-granddaughter Helena.

"call---"

At this moment, with a gust of cold wind blowing, the tent door was opened again.

Norman said without raising his head: "Didn't I say it? Let me be quiet!"

Helena looked at the visitor, frowned slightly and said, "Who are you?"

"kindness!?"

Hearing what Helena said, Norman also raised his head and looked at the tall figure appearing at the entrance of the tent.

"You are?" Norman asked with a frown.

"Let me introduce myself first. I am the king of the Kingdom of Saint Martin, Pendragon Arthur!" Arthur said with a smile.

"Oh!" Norman nodded. He knew about Arthur's arrival the day before yesterday and was not surprised at all. He was just a little confused about why Arthur came, so he changed his voice and asked doubtfully, "What can I do for you?

?”

"Two days ago, I asked the king of your kingdom to recruit some doctors here, and your king agreed, so..."

Before Arthur could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Norman: "Your Majesty, if you want to recruit doctors, you can talk to them yourself. As long as they are willing, I will do it even if they are my apprentice or grandson.

Won’t stop it!”

"If you want to recruit me, then I'm sorry. This is the kingdom where I grew up. I love this kingdom and am loyal to the king of this kingdom, so I will never agree to it no matter what conditions you offer!"

"Haha, we will talk about recruiting you later. First look at the four corpses in front of you. Is this a reward from the kingdom you love?" Arthur said with a chuckle.

Arthur knew that if he wanted to recruit someone like Norman, it would be useless to recruit him directly. He must first shake his mind and make him completely disappointed with the kingdom before he could have a chance!

After hearing Arthur's words, Norman couldn't help clenching his hands, but he still said very calmly on the surface: "Prince Musulu was just young and ignorant, so this kind of accident happened. I don't blame him!"

"Accident? Do you really think it was an accident?" Arthur said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" After hearing this, Helena on the side couldn't help but ask.

Arthur didn't speak anymore, with a faint smile on his face, he took out a music shell from his pocket and started playing it.

When Musulu's voice came out of Yinbei, Norman's body began to tremble a little.

Then the focus came.

"Oh, they are just a bunch of untouchables. There is no reason for them. They are just to relieve their boredom!"

As soon as he put it here, Arthur stopped talking and looked at Norman with a half-smile.

Sure enough, Norman couldn't bear it anymore and stood up suddenly, his eyes were red, and his body could not help but tremble.

At the same time, Helena beside him could no longer bear it, with a ferocious and twisted expression on her face.

The most important relatives in their eyes, in the eyes of Musulu, the culprit, are just a group of untouchables, a group of untouchables who are used to relieve their boredom.

The gap between this is somewhat unbearable for them!

"I'm going to kill this bastard!" Helena roared angrily and was about to rush out of the tent.
Chapter completed!