Netheril’s Brilliance

Chapter 112 Refugees

"Bi Lan, Bi Lan, wake up, wake up..."?

Bilan vaguely heard someone calling her, but she couldn't respond, and now Bilan only felt like she was in a boundless lake, sinking continuously, sinking into the eternal darkness.

"Bilan, wake up, please, wake up..."

"It's that voice again..."

Bi Lan tried hard to gather her scattered consciousness, she wanted to wake up, she wanted to respond to that urgent call.

Under the influence of the girl's willpower, she felt that she slowly stopped sinking and continued to sink, her body began to float to the surface little by little, and finally...

"Bilan, that's great, it's great that you finally woke up"!

Bilan vaguely saw the scene in front of her shaking from shallow to deep, and a side face crying with joy was softly calling her name.

"Diqido..."

Bilan squirmed her lips weakly, and only then did she realize that she was lying on Diqido's back, being carried forward by the boy.

Bilan's first reaction was to ask Dicky to put herself down, but she felt that her body was so weak that she couldn't even move her fingers. In desperation, Bilan could only blushed and pretended not to know about it matter, asked in a low voice:

"Where is this, what's wrong with me"?

Dicky didn't notice the girl's shyness, so he quickly explained the current situation to Bilan:

"When we stayed in the White Tower until the afternoon, you suddenly fainted and developed a high fever. When I was helpless and was about to run out of the White Tower to find medicine, Lord Caskasser just led the soldiers to disperse those lunatic believers. Now Diseases and cults broke out in almost all the villages and towns around the city of Doraiz, the knight commander is helping the refugees who are not sick, we have gathered with the refugees from the other three towns, and we are heading to the city of Doraiz."

"What happened to that child..."

Bi Lan immediately thought of the little boy she rescued, and she couldn't wait to ask Di Qiduo.

"He...is sick..."

Hearing Dicky's vague answer, Bilan stopped talking. She already knew what happened to that child. The place fends for itself.

Di Qiduo carried Bilan on his back, one foot deep and one foot shallow, both of them sank down, until Bilan realized a problem again.

"Di Qido, why did I suddenly faint?"

Bilan was a little puzzled about her sudden coma. As a fourth-level apprentice-level mage, her physique was definitely not as fragile as it appeared on the surface. Logically speaking, it was impossible for her to become tired from running all the way.

But Di Qiduo didn't answer this question for a long time, and Bi Lan, who was lying on the boy's back, clearly felt Di Qiduo's body trembling slightly.

"Diqido..."

"Bilan...you are also... sick"!

Hearing Di Qiduo's answer in a low voice, Bilan felt that her consciousness had become blank. As a professional, she should be immune to all common diseases, so she was the first to pop up in Bilan's mind. The vocabulary is - magic disease.

Magical diseases, what a terrifying existence! The powerful magical disease is a terrifying existence that truly kills people without form, and even many powerful professionals turn pale when they talk about it!

Bilan suddenly realized that she was so close to Di Qiduo, once she infects Di Qiduo with the terrible magic disease...

"Diqido, let me down quickly..."

Bilan twisted her body with all her strength, trying to get away from Diqido's back.

"Bi Lan, Bi Lan, it's okay, I'm already immune to this disease, it is said that one person in a hundred people may get the antibody, and... and, no matter what, I will not abandon you, Bi Lan" .

Dicky said to Bi Lan seriously!

"Di Qido, you...you idiot"!

Bilan felt that the tears in her eyes were about to be unbearable, so she had to turn her head sideways to avoid Dicky's sight.

There was a sinking moment between the two.

In order to divert her attention, Bi Lan, who had finally calmed down, began to observe the surrounding environment. The refugee troop is now walking towards the city of Dorez along the "Nielan Trail" led by a small group of city guards. There are many people who are old, weak, sick and disabled, they are limping forward numbly, and everyone's face is full of confusion and despair. From time to time, there are a few children crying, which is particularly worrying in this wilderness.

"Di Qido, am I sick? How could I be allowed to join the ranks of refugees?"

Bilan suddenly discovered this question. Logically speaking, her family has no influence on such a big event. Shouldn't she be "abandoned" when she is sick?

"That... who is the disciple of your lord? The knight commander specially ordered you to be brought along. This plague is spread through contact. As long as you stay away from those refugees, you will be fine!"

Di Qido said these words very frankly. In his opinion, it is natural to take the sick people to leave, because it is unacceptable for the disease to abandon the people.

But Bi Lan remained silent, and she suddenly realized why those people looked at her with disgust and fear mixed in.

"In their eyes, he is a dangerous alchemy bomb, right?"

Bilan was thinking dejectedly.

"And it also got Dickido involved."

Seeing Di Qiduo walking profusely on the grass of the principle road, and carefully carrying her back, Bilan felt for the first time that this boy's figure was so powerful and tall, and she was so powerless and weak.

Mira and Chicasa slowly sneaked into the horizon as usual, but some disturbances suddenly appeared in the refugee army.

I saw soldiers rushing into the team one by one, pulling dozens of old people with handicapped legs and feet out of the team.

"No...you can't do that"

"Grandpa, Grandma, you're going to take them there"

"Stop it, are you crazy?"

I saw a few strong city guards throwing the old man roughly on the grass, and threatened them with spears to prevent the old man from returning to the army. The refugees were crying and crying for a while, and many young people even tried to snatch the weapons from the soldiers with red eyes.

Seeing this scene, Di Qido also frowned, intending to stop the soldiers from atrocities.

But at this moment, a short officer stood up, and he shouted at the rioting refugees:

"Enough is enough, anyone who is not disciplined will be shot to death."

The loud voice is still shocking on the grassland.

"It's Mr. Professional..."

"It's a professional..."

Seeing a professional stand up, the chaotic people gradually quieted down in fear and anxiety.

"I have bad news for everyone!"

The officer said solemnly:

"Because the food we carry will be eaten for three days, so within three days, we must rush to the city of Dorez, otherwise everyone will starve to death together, so we must... make sacrifices, unless you all want to die In the wilderness"!

The officer's words silenced the refugees, and Dickido, who was about to rush over to stop the soldiers, froze in place.

This officer is right. The speed of five or six thousand old, weak, sick, and disabled refugees is definitely incomparable to that of a horse-drawn carriage. Generally, it takes at least three days to travel from a town to Doraez at the walking speed of ordinary people. If it is because of these old people If the speed is reduced, it will take up to a week, but the food carried by this team is only enough for three days!

"Di Qiduo, this is impossible, we have no choice"!

Bi Lan gently covered Dicky's fist with her small hand. Although she was also feeling very uncomfortable, the reality was so cruel.

"You're right, Bi Lan, we have no choice."

Di Qiduo gently touched Bilan's little hand, indicating that she had thought about it, then lowered her head sadly, and continued to walk forward.

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