Chapter 399 Hasn't Erupted Yet?

"Yes...what's the matter?"

Akasha frowned slightly, and was a little nervous about Sally's imposing manner at first, but then calmed down.

Sally stood there motionless, and the two looked at each other for a few seconds, but neither of them spoke. After a while, Sally finally couldn't hold on any longer, and asked a little stiffly: "I remembered you, you are the pastor of Viper's Cross, and you were wanted by the monastery, right?"

Rody didn't introduce Akasha's identity, and Sally didn't ask because she was emotionally agitated at the time, but after thinking about it carefully, she remembered these details.

"Yes, but that's a thing of the past."

Akasha frankly admitted that this attitude of not caring about "black history" surprised Sally so much that what she wanted to say later was choked in her throat.

The priests of the two opposing sects stood facing each other like this. Sally tried her best to organize her words and brewed her emotions a few times, but in the end she did not continue to put on an aggressive posture because of her self-esteem and upbringing as the daughter of the Duke. .

With her eyes drooping, she took two steps and asked in a low voice, "Can I sit down and talk?"

This can be regarded as her statement - Akasha pursed her lips, did not refuse, and sat opposite Sally in a natural posture. The atmosphere in the room has thus eased a lot, but the expressions of both parties are still a little cold.

"Don't worry about safety issues, I came to you, just want to know a question: why did he choose you?"

Sadness is sad, but Sally must know where she is wrong after all.

Akasha's body tensed slightly. The conversation at this time seemed ordinary, but every word she uttered seemed like a confrontation. After thinking for a long time, she finally replied: "I don't know. Because before this, I I never thought he could choose me."

This was the truth, but Sally didn't like it... because her answer made Sally feel that she had gone too far and forced Rody to give up.

"I won't-"

"You're trying to say you're not going to end it, are you?"

Akasha rarely interrupts others, but at this time she insisted on not letting Sally continue: "Please forgive my rudeness, because in my opinion, it is not a question of who ends or not, but rather It's the question of 'does it make sense,'."

Usually speaking less does not mean that Akasha is stupid. On the contrary, she is much better than many people in terms of logical thinking with the talent of "student master".

"On the way to Houlier City, I heard Roddy tell the story between you and him, those experiences...I can understand the meaning of it."

"Whether it's your beauty or your identity, it is a fatal temptation for any man, and these... I admit that I am not comparable at all."

"I'm just an ordinary woman."

Akasha's voice was very calm, and when she confessed some words buried in her heart, there was always a feeling of relief in it.

"But I'm different from you. I don't want to ask if you can forget him. I just want to ask: Can you always be with him?"

Sally's eyes twitched slightly.

"You are the heir of the territory, and you are also the priest of the sect. When you bear so many responsibilities...how long can you stay by his side?"

She shook her head lightly and continued: "You know the answer yourself. Rody has shed a lot of blood, suffered a lot, and almost lost his life many times... He still has a long way to go, and I am willing to stay with him forever go down."

"I know you'll say you're not afraid, but...can you leave the territory behind?"

"Can you escape from the Rose Cross?"

The atmosphere in the room was instantly terrifyingly quiet.

A sentence hit Sally's heart like a heavy hammer, and she stared blankly at Akasha, unable to refute for a while.

Although "you love me" is the basis of love, when it comes back to reality, the question is "how to live". If I and Luo Di live apart and don't see each other more than two or three times a year, if this persistence continues...is it really necessary?

A little confusion flashed across Sally's eyes, but she quickly got rid of this emotion.

The duke's daughter raised her head and said firmly, "Distance...doesn't determine everything. What you say is just your truth, but it doesn't mean that I have to agree with it.

"Everyone has his own way."

After saying this short word, Sally got up and left quickly... The conversation seemed to end without a problem, but the two parties had already expressed their attitudes invisibly.

Akasha looked at the door that closed again with a "click", and clenched her fists involuntarily.

But in the study room on the second floor, Rody didn't know what happened between the two priests at all. His finger was slicing the map on the desk, explaining everything about the "plague" to the Duke of Angmar in a low voice —

"At first, I read a plan from Ansardin, but it didn't touch on the core issues. It seems that Augustine doesn't support this approach..."

"I just thought that they might do this, so I mentioned one more thing. I didn't expect it to come so soon."

Rody first found a reason for the Duke to believe him. After all, he couldn't tell the Duke that all of this was something he had experienced before... But Angmar had no doubts about these vague statements, nodded and said: " Judging by the reports, these plagues do not appear to be events that resulted in mass death. And, what if it was just a coincidence?"

"Death three days after contracting the disease, or thirty days later, depends entirely on the type of disease and the plan of the undead. As for the coincidence—"

Rody reached out and pointed at the location of Houllier City: "This is the most densely populated place in the eastern part of the Kingdom, and here and here..."

He clicked on the royal city of Ignaz and the Temple, "The three points form a triangle, and when they are connected, they basically cover 70% of the towns and villages with a high population density - there will be such a coincidence that diseases appear in Is it at such a precise location?"

"But the Rosicrucian has taken steps and is said to have effectively contained most of the area."

"They won't last long—think about it carefully, only bishops can get rid of the plague that priests can get rid of. How many bishops can there be in a diocese? And if the number of people infected with the plague exceeds 10,000, might they rush over to disperse it one by one? ?”

"You mean...everyone will be infected, and it will be difficult to cure?"

"My lord duke, at that time, whether it can be cured is no longer the most important issue. Whether those dead humans will stand up again is the biggest problem we have to face."

With just a few words, Angmar already understood Rody's worries, and he sighed slightly: "But is it too late to find out the source of the plague?"

"If it hasn't spread completely now, if it is blocked and dealt with immediately, everything is still in time." Rody frowned, thinking about the next plan quickly: "We must deal with this matter as soon as possible, I need to gather the cavalry team as soon as possible, and at the same time Draw at least ten priests from the monastery and use the 'ring of purification' to ensure that the team will not be infected."

"Can you confirm the source?"

The Duke of Angmar asked, but then waved his hands: "The plague... is something I have never touched or seen before. Since you have a plan, it is up to you to operate it. I can't do it now. ..."

With a few casual words, he handed over the command to Roddy. The old man lowered his head, beat his legs lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Will there be a battle?"

"Where there are undead, fighting is inevitable."

"Then take Wellington and Titus with you." Angmar leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair, "If I were five years younger, I'm afraid I would have set off with my sword now ..."

"Leave these things to young people like me now."

Roddy could hear the Duke's calmness and regret for the approaching death, and couldn't help but feel emotional. Angmar, on the other hand, opened her mouth and smiled, and changed the subject: "So... what about Sally?"

Rody's movements froze slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. He folded the marked simple map and replied, "This kind of thing... I still respect her own wishes."

Speaking of such words, Rody felt more entangled in his heart than ever—he didn't want to deceive Angmar, but he also didn't want the old man to leave with regrets in his heart.

"Heh... with your words, it's fine."

The Duke stretched out his hand and sighed softly, but said nothing more.

Rody packed everything up, and immediately walked out of the mansion after the Duke called John the butler and explained - there is no time to rest now, because a second late may be a matter of life and death for dozens or hundreds of people.

But when he thought about it carefully, Rody also found a problem: the fatality rate of that plague in history was extremely high, but there are not many deaths reported in this plague until now. Is it because it has not yet "broke out"?