Chapter 863 Section 94 Pandemic

Chapter 863 Section 94. Pandemic

"Yes, these grains have been contaminated by ratmen and sent to every corner of the kingdom with the caravan."

At this moment, Annan felt Yingge's sadness.

No wonder a killer of the Shadow Brotherhood wants to be a good person... because she is saving her home.

"You know this kind of thing is not a joke." Annan said to Yingge seriously.

"I can guarantee that the grain here is contaminated."

Annan turned and walked down the hill: "I need to confirm."

The drivers had already loaded a cart of grain. Annan walked over, took the bat wing shaped dagger handed by Yingge, and cut open the sack.

The bursting wheat seeds flowed out of the hole. Annan asked Ilimoyas to cast detection spells and purification spells... but found nothing.

"There is no problem with these wheat." Annan looked at Yingge.

"If it was so easy to find, the ratmen's conspiracy would have been exposed long ago."

Yingge looked serious and didn't seem to be joking. Annan said patiently: "It takes evidence to identify something... So how did you know? I want to know the details."

Yingge told her experience:

About five days ago, Yingge, who was on a Brotherhood mission, met a priest on her way back and was being chased by a group of ratmen.

"He told me that the food was contaminated. He asked me to take the news back to Gucheng and lead the ratmen away myself."

Yingge was not good at telling stories, and the real situation should be much more dangerous than she described. Anyway, when the priest led the ratmen away, Yingge returned to Gucheng.

But she didn't dare to tell the news to the city hall. The nobles here are arrogant and old-fashioned. They can't even accept being saved by civilians... No one will believe what a killer from the Shadow Brotherhood says.

"Just like that?"

Is a priest's warning worth Yingge's brainstorming to contact herself? The killers of the Shadow Brotherhood are not elves who believe everything.

"I'm sure he's telling the truth." Ying Ge said confidently, "He's a druid."

It makes sense that no one found out. Priests are the most sensitive to curses and pollution, but the gods lost contact, and the priests lost the abilities given by the gods and became ordinary people.

But druids have corresponding talents. Their sensitivity to nature is like the warlock's affection for the opposite sex, which is almost innate.

And druids never lie.

The problem is that Annan doesn't know the priests, or the priests he knows are all dead.

"Boss, it's them!"

Just when he was thinking about whether to ask for help from the empire, a shout suddenly came from a distance.

The smoker led the gang members and pointed here.

"I shouldn't hesitate."

Fearing that the action would be exposed, Ying Ge let the smoker who begged for mercy go. Now it seems that the gangsters are not trustworthy.

The gangsters led by the smoker had several fighters, but they didn't need Lemon to take action. Ying Ge was like a leaping shadow, drilling into the crowd and harvesting their lives.

Yingge mastered a special fighting skill. She jumped in the crowd and used the bodies of the enemies around her to avoid attacks. Every time the dagger drew a trajectory, a gangster fell to the ground with his throat covered and bleeding.

After dozens of seconds, only the smoker was still standing around.

He collapsed to the ground, and a pool of yellow gathered under him: "No... No, sir, please spare me--"

"Too late, damned."

Yingge thought he was dirty, picked up a knife, threw it hard, and stabbed the smoker's forehead.

"Solved."

Annan didn't say anything. He felt something was wrong.

How dare a group of gangsters attack them? Can't they see Lemon standing next to them?

It's just that Yingge's movements were too fast, and the gangsters were too useless, so Annan didn't have time to ask for a live person.

"We have three choices now." Annan came back to his senses.

The first is to make the matter as big as possible, but it will cause the rat people to stop him like crazy.

The second is to go to the councilors of Gucheng. But it is impossible to determine how deeply the rat people have infected this land. The Holy Grail Knights who were resisting the rat tide in the north must be on the side of humans.

The third option is to leave Lesio Valley immediately, return to Free City, and then spread the news through "Voice of Freedom" to pass the buck to the bigwigs.

"It's too late for the third option." Yingge suddenly raised his head and looked at the direction where the gangsters were coming from.

"What do you mean?"

A group of guards came from a distance with the sound of armor colliding.

Annan asked Yingge not to be impulsive and walked to the front: "I am-"

"These people are murderers who want to destroy the barn, kill them without mercy!" The captain of the guards drew his sword and didn't listen to Annan's explanation at all.

"Ilimoyas, prepare to attack... No, don't hurt them, take us to the city hall."

It will be even more difficult to explain if he takes action again. Annan has no direct evidence that the grain is indeed contaminated, but everything he is experiencing now is developing in this direction... He smells the smell of conspiracy.

Ilimoyas used transfiguration in the fear of the guards and recovered into a slender blue dragon with a beautiful dragon body stretched out.

Annan took Yingge and Lemon and sat on Ilimoyas' back, ignoring the guards and flew to the city hall.

Ilimoyas flew low over the ground with a huge shadow, and the people on the street were a little panicked, but they didn't run away - after all, they had never heard of ratmen, demons and dragons mixing together.

A blue dragon was not enough to make Gucheng feel threatened.

When Ilimoyas landed in front of the steps of the city hall, the knights who led the team gathered around.

"I want to see your councillor!" Annan looked down at their captain.

"Who are you?"

"Annan Reeves."

The knight captain showed a trace of doubt, he didn't know him.

"Your last name is Reeves... the Twelve Kings of the North?" The knight captain suddenly said.

"Yes, I am the head of the Reeves family."

The alertness in the knight captain's eyes disappeared. In the eyes of the northerners, the Twelve Kings of the North are much more useful than any "champion warlock" or "magic image master".

Although the King of the North is now dead in name only, hundreds of years of existence still make most northerners respect them.

"I discovered the conspiracy of the ratmen to invade Valley City, let me see your councillor." Annan continued.

The knight captain looked much more serious, asked his subordinates to drive away the crowd and protect Annan, and returned to the city hall to inform the councillors.

It seems that it's okay, at least the Valley City Hall has not been touched by the ratmen.

Not long after, an old man with a cane hurried out.

"I'm Watts, the councillor of Valley City." The old councillor was impatient and asked anxiously, "I know you, the champion warlock of Middle-earth. What news do you bring?"

Annan glanced at the two councillors who followed him out and said, "My companion met a druid who was being hunted by ratmen. The druid said that the food in Valley City was contaminated by ratmen and was being transported out to spread the plague to the whole country."

"Oh, no..."