Gino fell asleep amid his work.
He was simply too exhausted.
Even though he had trained as a Knight since childhood, caring for nearly a hundred people alone was still an extraordinarily difficult task.
Several priests standing in the shadows outside the warehouse silently watched everything.
As guards,
they faithfully carried out their duties.
As for becoming infected with the Plague?
The fact that they could come here proved that they would not.
With the experience of the "Black Calamity," the Temple of the War God could easily distinguish who would be infected by the Plague. Those with sufficient strength did not need to worry about such things—for example, priests of the Sword-Bearing Priest rank.
During the previous "Black Calamity," not a single Sword-Bearing Priest had been infected by the Plague, even when they remained in the infected areas for long periods.
Thus, the priests here were all Sword-Bearing Priests.
Sword-Bearing Priests were already unquestionably part of the upper-middle ranks within the Temple of the War God. Above them were only bishops, cardinals, and the long-vacant archbishop position.
Normally, so many Sword-Bearing Priests would never gather in one place.
In fact, ordinary Sword-Bearing Priests each had their own dioceses, making it difficult for them to assemble.
Since this opportunity was rare, the Sword-Bearing Priests stationed around Aitandinburg naturally began exchanging information.
From trivial odds and ends to Secrets unknown to outsiders, everything fell within the scope of their conversations.
At first, the discussion was rather lively, but as time passed, all the Sword-Bearing Priests fell silent.
Their attention had settled on that young man.
"I hope nothing happens to him."
The younger Sword-Bearing Priest, who had wanted to say something earlier, now sincerely prayed for the young man.
He had never seen such an upright young man.
Even compared to