God of Disease

Lumian took a quick look and found that it was Franca wearing Lady’s shirt who was slapping the glass.

He opened the window and asked funnyly, "Why don't you take the main entrance?"

"Don't you often climb into windows?" Franca jumped into the room easily, followed by Jenna.

Jenna observed it, pointed at Lumian's left palm and said, "Are you injured?"

Why did you get entangled with Bandage?

Lumian laughed:

"I went to Fourth Level of the Catacombs and met a Monster that looked like Evil Spirit. I had a battle with it and was slightly injured."

"Real or fake? Fourth Level of the Catacombs..." Franca looked at Lumian's left palm and said doubtfully.

"If you believe it, it's true. If you don't believe it, it's false." Lumian smiled.

Franca understood clearly and did not ask any further questions.

"I think it's true or false..." Jenna muttered in a low voice.

Lumian ignored her and asked, "Did you also encounter something?"

"Yes." Franca told the story of the two of them in detail, and took out the brass Key and said eagerly, "Would you like to Divination which door it can open? Anyone who can offer a reward of 50,000 Felkine must have a lot of wealth!"

Lumian sneered, "You really love to try.

"Of course, this Evil matter should be left to 'Purifier' for investigation, and it also involves the issue of 'God of Steam and Machinery', Church, and part of Monks sliding to Abyss. You don't want to explore the secret of Deep Valley Quarry by yourself, do you Cave?"

"To be honest, I'm a little tempted." Franca said with a smile, "Extending life through machinery and giving life to machinery are areas that I am very interested in. Of course, my Rationality prevents me from exploring it."

Jenna didn't speak. It was obvious that she had discussed this issue with Franca on the way.

After venting his delusions, Franca agreed with Jenna to find an opportunity to hand over the Key to "Purifier" and report his own experience.

She then looked at Jenna:

"I plan to go to Springwater Street, what about you?"

Jenna had already had an idea and said to Lumian, "Didn't you ask me to find out where the owner Factory lives? I have already followed him and got a lot of information. Now we can go to the families who are waiting for compensation and guide them to get it together."

"It's not me, it's your own choice." Lumian responded with a smile.

Franca said "uh" and finally went to Springwater Street according to the plan he had already spoken.

The intersection of Botanical Garden District, Rue Pasteur and Evelyn Street.

Each building carries many components that did not originally belong to it, like building blocks and books that a child has put together at random, giving people a sense of wild growth and crumbling woodland.

Jenna pointed at Women who was squatting on the street starching clothes and said, "Mrs. Morgana, her husband also died in the accident a few years ago."

Mrs. Morgana was wearing a gray, shabby and patched long dress. There were obvious wrinkles on her face, and she appeared to be over fifty years old.

"You do this." After Lumian set fire to "Fictional Bottle", Potion digested it a little more and was not so anxious.

Jenna looked silently at Mrs. Morgana, who had a thin face and high cheekbones, and said after a few seconds, "Actually, I don't like her very much."

"Why?" Lumian was slightly curious.

Jenna breathed out and said, "She is very vicious. She is the kind of person who wants her neighbors to be unlucky when she is not living well. She will do some very hateful things, even if it does not bring her any benefit.

"You know, my mother was a theater actress and had learned some literature. She once found a job as a middle-class tutor, which was decent and well-paid. But when Mrs. Morgana found out, she followed my mother and found that family. She told their servants who were out on business that my mother was working part-time as a street girl. She was a loose person and could seduce male employers. Not long after, my mother was fired. Later, she could only work as a cleaning lady, a dishwasher, and a chemical factory worker.

"Mrs. Morgana didn't know Vocabulary, so she didn't get the job, but she was still very happy."

"Jealousy is one of the original sins of mankind." Lumian nodded slightly and said, "Why don't you take revenge on her?"

"It's been a long time Past." Jenna laughed in a low voice, "Besides, when you live in a place like this, there will always be similar things. That is, when my father died, my brother was already a grown man and relatively strong. Otherwise, my family would be even worse. If you were a widow who moved here with a daughter, someone would come to scold you the next day, saying that her husband looked at you too many times, and the neighbor would pretend to be kind and introduce you to her male relatives.

"If you don't agree, her relative will sit in front of you and drink, one day, two days, every day, and Police won't care about this kind of thing, and you can't find anyone else to help. When one day, he gets really drunk and gets bold, what will happen? https://www. hetushu•com. com I don't need to tell you anything, right?

"Sometimes, Police will capture him, but if he captures one, a second and third one will come, and he will even anger his relatives. They will smash your windows every night, pile feces at your door, and find older children to beat your daughter.

"This is not the worst thing. The worst thing is being targeted by Gang.

"If you want to survive in a place like this, you either have to have several grown men in your family, or you have to be tough and tough like I won't make it easy for you even if I die, and show it. Fortunately, after Lease ended, my mother immediately moved to the other end of the street, and the surrounding environment was much better."

Jenna explained it in detail, as if he had seen it with his own eyes many times.

Lumian once had a worse life than Jenna, but he has never experienced anything similar. The contradictions and conflicts between the wanderers will be more naked. They will either be beaten, or beat others, or they will wander on the edge like wild dogs, waiting to pick up some. The things left by others will wait until Cordou Village, with the protection of Older Sister and Beyonder, he can play pranks with confidence and boldness, while other people in the village are mainly bullied by the Parish Priest family.

He looked at Jenna who was lost in the past, and asked thoughtfully, "Didn't you say that everyone around you is working hard to live?"

"Fuck, this is not inconsistent with their badness." Jenna cursed and pointed with his chin at Women, who was starching clothes not far away, "Just like Mrs. Morgana, she spends her whole day I have to work three part-time jobs just to give my son a chance to move out of this place. Haha, you may not believe it. She deliberately slandered my mother and occasionally gave me a piece of Bread when I was hungry and waiting for my mother to come home."

Lumian then glanced at Mrs. Morgana:

"Such a nice person Instigation."

"Yes." Jenna nodded lightly and walked away Past.

She changed her previous attitude and yelled at Women who was starching clothes, "Mrs. Morgana, do you know? That damn Alphonse betrayed us!"

"That Dog Shit always said wait, wait, wait, saying that since the court has already ruled, Old Edmond will definitely pay compensation, but the sow he and Library planned to raise ran away, and Kopek doesn't want to give it to us!

"Alphonse That boar must have secretly obtained his share, that's why he said that!"

Mrs. Morgana stood up, her rough fingers dripping Water Droplet.

She asked with a Distortion expression, "Really? I'm going to fight that boar!"

Jenna also looked angry:

"We can't control him now, Old Edmond is going to run away!

"Let's stop him quickly. I know where their family lives!"

Lumian is listening to Jenna five or six meters away Instigation The person who was waiting for compensation living nearby looked around casually and found that this place was similar to Messy Street. Vendors, children, women and a small number of Men mixed together, blocking most of the road. Occasionally, ordinary carriages passing here arrived at the street intersection, and after observing for a few seconds, they often chose to take a detour.

Here, there is a relatively special middle-aged man who can be spotted at a glance.

He was wearing a Flax shirt and Dark Trousers that were not too old. His face was clean and his hair was neatly combed. He was completely different from the hawkers and residents around him.

At this time, the man was talking to several women holding long sticks of rye Bread.

He took out a stack of Banknotes, which was not thick or thin, and counted them one by one:

"195,200... Do you think there is 200 Felkine?

"If you don't believe it, you can count it yourself."

--The minimum denomination of banknotes is 5 Felkine.

Those women had never received so many Cash. They counted it carefully and determined that it was 200 Felkine.

The man took back Banknotes and started counting again.

"195, 200, 205... You see, as long as you recite God's name sincerely, every time you count, there will be one more Banknotes!"

Good magic... is this a liar? Lumian Now when I see a liar, I will think of Monet, and I will think of "Different from the Rest" Dance Hall, and the anger and hostility in my heart will rise straight up.

The women counted again and found that there were really 41 Banknotess, one more than before, and 5 Felkines more!

Seeing this, the middle-aged man said solemnly, "My Lord is the ruler of all diseases. As long as you believe in Him, you will never get sick again. Even if you do get sick, you will get better quickly."

"Sickness is God of Disease's punishment. As long as you believe in God of Disease and Devout worship Him, He will leave..."

Hearing this, Lumian narrowed his eyes slightly and walked away Past.

He pulled out the Revolver, turned the gun upside down, and hit the middle-aged man on the head.

Bang!

The middle-aged man instinctively squatted down and covered his head, unable to even scream.

Between his fingers, bright red blood began to overflow.

Under the blank and frightened eyes of the people around him, Lumian squatted down, shook the barrel of the gun, and said to the middle-aged man with a smile, "Come, let me see how God of Disease can cure you."

The middle-aged man shouted in shock, fear and anger. "God of Disease, hiss, God of Disease will punish you!"

Lumian picked up Banknotes that he dropped on the ground, handed it to him and said, "If you can't give me the majority of 100,000 Felkine today, don't leave."

After saying that, he raised Revolver again and hit the side of the man's face with a bang, causing blood foam to fly everywhere, his face to be sunken, and Teeth to burst out.