The wizard Lucius had a young son suffering from leper. When he occupied the church and defiled the Holy See with witchcraft, the true believers in the town were happy to explain the curse of the gods on evil spirits. His son's naked eyebrows, festering face, and wide robe were always the best proof.

Even his son's wife can only be a magic puppet that will not be infected with leprosy.

The true believers in the town always speculated that perhaps when his son died, Lucius would create a puppet to cover up his evil deeds sent by God.

In the secular knowledge constructed by the True Cult, wizards are regarded as agents of the devil, and they are not allowed to be collected, floods, and plagues can be related to them. They are often despised, despised, dirty, fearful, exile, and expulsion are their most common experiences. In some fundamentalist True Cult countries, countless wizards have been holy executed in the name of the gods.

And in Resurrection Town, most people are true believers.

"Scholars want to find someone to test the medicine?" The warden looked puzzled, and sitting opposite him was a formal apprentice of Lucius, Roman.

He knew that Roman was very close to the wizard's son.

The apprentice in the silk blue robe said, "Yes, the teacher has newly equipped a leprosy potion... The leprosy potion used before is no longer effective."

"Why are you looking for me? Scholars should know... There are not many prisoners here." The warden said bitterly, "The baron pardoned many prisoners, all true believers who violated the precepts. How ridiculous."

After mourning in previous years, he had hundreds of silver Reeds put into his bags, which was equivalent to more than half a year's salary. The big one was contract money and the small one was the prisoner's redemption money.

The warden gritted his teeth and swallowed it hard. Now he was about to throw away his small head, which really felt unreasonable.

Roman nodded, then took out a heavy pouch from his arms and pushed it to the warden.

"The teacher also knows that he just hit a wall from the baron. The warden, besides the remaining prisoners, I hope you can find people from other places, at least twenty people to try medicine. The teacher's son's condition can no longer be delayed."

The warden carefully took the pouch and took off the rope, and his expression suddenly stopped.

It's full of Rhone gold coins.

The warden tried to wink away the greed, and looked up at the apprentice in surprise.

He swallowed and said, "Well, as long as the scholars promise not to die, and the subsidy is enough, I am willing to find twenty people. The son of the adults, Qasim is a good child, and he should not suffer such a crime."

"Don't worry, warden, this is just a leprosy medicine, it won't kill people, it may cause pain points. As for the subsidy, the teacher said that each person is 60 silver reed. If you are willing to follow up on the experiment, you will add thirty silver reeds." Roman paused and added: "And the reward, the warden's hands are only one-third of them."

The warden's boy cave shrank. In the past, each person's redemption of his life plus subsidy was only 40 silver reed, which was half of the increase, not to mention that he didn't take his own hands.

"Reassure scholars, I will arrange the staff."

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As the days of the market approached, the town's oven would turn on the fire. Chen Yin got up early and picked up the dough prepared earlier into a basket. More than 30 were hung heavily on his hands.

Hedwighi rubbed his eyes, and she looked just awake: "Brother... are you going to the oven?"

"Well, I took more than thirty."

“So many… can we finish eating?”

"Are you a pig or I a pig?" Chen Yin teased her: "You can sell some at the market then."

Hedwig suddenly realized: "That's a little more."

After a pause, she said, "I'm not, you are, you have always been."

"There is no time to squeeze the dough anymore." Chen Yin said, carrying the basket out.

In fact, my family has always lived a relatively hard life. In this way, the bell tower of suffering can slowly accumulate lights.

Last night, Hedwig suddenly wanted to eat fish. Chen Yin wondered whether she would want to eat it in the future? Perhaps, for Hedwig, I would occasionally have a good meal to improve the food.

So Chen Yin wanted to bake more bread to sell and exchange more money at the market.

Money itself is meaningless to me. I am the god of the Resurrection Town. As long as I want to, I can even sit in the castle.

But if this is the case, Chen Yin is worried that the bell tower will not be able to accumulate lights.

"...It's like there's a cheater, but you have to restrict yourself from cheating." Chen Yinzuo thought.

I carried the basket to the direction of the oven. Even though it was still dark, there were some women on the road who had the same purpose as Chen Yin.

From afar, you can hear the solemn and loud bells of the pagan rituals in the morning prayer courtyard, and then the church's bells with a dim tone. Chen Yin remembers that the half-dead bell on the spire of the True Sect had already been rusted.

The bells of true scholars cannot be knocked before the sermon, nor are they allowed to be repaired.

"Oh, Xiao Chenyin?"

Chen Yin heard someone calling him behind him.

Holding a small basket in his hand, his face was old and a gentle smile on his face. The old woman wearing a red bird turban was hunched and her hair was gray.

Grandma Amy, she is the mother of Amy's grocery store manager. She has been a matchmaker and a stubborn woman in the town for a long time when she was young. Basically, half of the newborns in the town are related to her. When it is cold, she will also send firewood and bread to poor families, just like everyone's godmother.

When my family was in a downturn, my uncle and aunt also took a lot of firewood from them.

"Grandma Amy? Are you still here to toast at such an old age?" Chen Yin smiled, "I wish you were protected."

Grandma Amy is the oldest in Resurrection Town. According to herself, she is already in her eighties.

Amy's grocery store is also popular in and out of town because of its high quality and low price, especially its bread is never mixed with wood chips.

"I wish you to be taken care of. I am still energetic and sleep soundly every night. It's still a lot of years before my Lord calls me to be an angel." Grandma Amy sighed, "I came to bake bread so early. I'm so diligent. I'll have a good wife in the future."

Chen Yin smiled when he heard this, and the figure of a girl appeared in his heart.

"I want me to say, Xiao Chenyin, you are the nephew of the Knight. If you want to find it, look for the girl in the town..." Grandma Amy just finished speaking and touched her head, "Look at me, I've made the old habit of being a matchmaker again."

"It's okay, Grandma Amy, I actually have a girl I like." Chen Yin added: "It's from the town."

"Oh, it's great, it's better to be a true believer... It doesn't matter if it's not, just let the child believe in my Lord." Grandma Amy said with a smile.

Of course not a true believer... Chen Yin changed the topic and chatted with Grandma Amy all the time.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and Grandma Amy shivered. Even though she wore an extra wool vest, she suddenly said, "It will be even colder this year. Do you want firewood?"

Chen Yin was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "No, the family has enough money to buy it."

Grandma Amy smiled when she heard this. She was always like this. People in the town said that when her stomach was roaring, she would always think about whether others were hungry.

When you walk to the public oven in the town, you can see not only the true believers, but also some poor pagans.

Chen Yin saw a brown-haired figure with sharp eyes.

Lomea? Why did she carry the basket to the oven?

She is the granddaughter of the priest of the lecture hall.

Chen Yin hesitated for a moment, his steps slowed down unconsciously, and finally... he walked by her casually in a sheep costume.

Grandma Amy looked at Chen Yin walking quickly in confusion, and then smiled suddenly.

"It's you? Mr. Chen Yin..."

After only half a second of anxiety, Chen Yin got his wish and heard Luo Meia say hello.

"Oh? Are you here to toast too?"

"Well." Lomea explained in a low voice: "My grandma often said that she would go with the poor believers, so I came to bake bread."

Chen Yin smiled and said, "That's the first time you've come to the public oven. Come on, I'll help you bake it, Pepper Girl."

She nodded shyly, and Chen Yin quickly took her basket, afraid that she would regret it.

"You want to eat the bread I baked for you." Chen Yin teased deliberately.

Lomeia turned her head, said nothing, and her cheeks leaped red. She looked so beautiful.

After peeking at him for a few more times, Chen Yin turned around with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!