Netheril’s Brilliance

　　 "Bilan, Bilan, wake up, wake up..."?

　　 Bilan vaguely heard someone calling her, but she could not respond. Now Bilan only felt like she was in an endless lake, sinking constantly, sinking into the eternal darkness.

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

　　 "That voice again..."

　　 Bilan worked hard to gather the scattered consciousness. She wanted to wake up, and she wanted to respond to that urgent call.

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

　　 "Bilan, great, you finally woke up, great!"

　　 Bilan vaguely saw the scene in front of her swaying shallow and deep, and a face that was crying with joy was calling her name softly.

　　 "Dicchido..."

　　 Bilan squirmed her lips faintly, only then did she realize that she was lying on Dickey's back, being carried forward by the teenager.

Bilan’s first reaction was to let Di Qiduo put herself down, but she felt her body was weaker than ever before, and she was struggling to move her fingers. In desperation, Bilan blushed and pretended not to know this. Matter, asked in a low voice:

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

　　Dicchido didn’t notice the girl’s shyness. He quickly explained the 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 to run out of the White Tower to find medicine, Lord Cascarser just led the soldiers to disperse the lunatic believers. Now Diseases and cults broke out in almost all the villages and towns around Dolez. Lord Knight is helping refugees who are not sick. We have gathered with refugees from three other towns and are heading to Dolez."

　　 "How is that kid..."

　　 Bilan immediately remembered the little boy she had helped, and she couldn't wait to ask Dicardo.

　　 "He...is sick..."

Hearing Diqiduo’s vague answer, Bilan stopped talking. She already knew what the result of that child was. In Faerun Continent, the most benevolent way to deal with ordinary people with infectious diseases is to stay in a remote area. The place fends for itself.

　　Dicchido carried Bilan on his back, with one foot deep and one shallow foot far away from the main force. Both of them sank, knowing that Bilan once again realized a problem.

　　 "Dicardo, why did I faint suddenly"?

　　 Bilan is a little confused about her sudden coma. As a fourth-level apprentice-level mage, her physique is definitely not as fragile as it seems on the surface. It is logically impossible to get tired from running away all the way.

　　 But Di Qiduo did not answer this question for a long time. Bilan, who was lying on the young man's back, clearly felt Di Qiduo's body trembling slightly.

　　 "Dicchido..."

　　 "Bilan......you are...sick too"!

Hearing Diqiduo’s quiet answer, Bilan only felt that her consciousness had become blank. As a professional, she should be immune to all common diseases, so she was the first to come out in Bilan’s mind. The vocabulary is-magic disease.

　　Magic disease, what a terrible existence! Powerful magical diseases are truly invisible and terrifying existences that kill people, and even many powerful professionals are talking about it!

　　 Bilan suddenly realized that she was so close to Dickedo, once the terrible magical disease was transmitted to Dickedo............

　　 "Dicchido, you quickly put me down..."

　　 Bilan tried her best to twist her body, trying to leave Dickey's back.

"Bilan, Bilan, it's okay. I'm immune to this disease. It's possible that one out of more than a hundred people will get the antibody, and... And, I won't abandon you anyway, Bilan" .

　　 Dickey said to Bilan solemnly!

　　 "Dicchido, you... this fool"!

　　 Bilan felt that the tears in her eyes were almost overwhelming, so she had to turn her head to avoid Dickey's sight.

　　 There was a sinking between the two.

In order to divert attention, Bilan, who finally calmed down, began to observe the surrounding environment. Now the large army of refugees is led by a small group of city guards along the "Neilan Trail" towards Dolez City. Among those refugees There are many people who are old, weak, sick and disabled. They limped and walked numbly, with confusion and despair on everyone's face. From time to time, there are a few children's crying, which makes people worry in this wilderness.

　　 "Dicchido, didn't I get sick? How could I be allowed to join the refugees' ranks".

　　 Bilan suddenly discovered this question. It stands to reason that her family has no influence on such a big event. Shouldn't the sick one be "abandoned"?

　　 "Well...Which adult's disciple are you, Lord Knight specially ordered you to be taken with you. This time the plague was spread through contact. As long as you stay away from the refugees, you will be fine"!

　　Dicchito said these words frankly. In his opinion, it is a matter of course to take sick people and leave with them, because it is hard to accept sickness to abandon the people.

　　 But Bilan was silent. She suddenly realized why the expressions of those people looking to her side were mixed with disgust and fear.

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

　　 Bilan thought sadly.

　　 "And it also hurts Dickey."

　　 Watching Dicardo walking on the grass of the principle road sweating profusely, and carefully carrying herself, Bilan felt for the first time that the boy's figure was so powerful and tall, and that she was so weak and weak.

　　Mila and Chikasa slowly sneaked into the horizon as always, but some riots suddenly appeared in the refugee army.

　　 I saw soldiers rushing into the team, pulling dozens of old people with inflexible legs out of the army.

　　 "No...you can't do this"

　　 "Grandpa, grandma, you are going to take them there"

　　 "Stop it, are you crazy?"

　　I saw several strong city guards throwing the old people rough on the grass, and threatening them with spears to prevent these old people from returning. The cries of the refugees were miserable and tragic for a while, and there were even many young people with red eyes planning to seize the weapons in the hands of the soldiers ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Seeing this scene, Dicci also frowned, planning to stop the soldiers' atrocities in the past.

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

　　 "Enough is enough, whoever is not observing discipline, kill him."

　　 The loud voice is still shocking on the grassland.

　　"Professional adults..."

　　 "It's a professional..."

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

　　 "I want to tell everyone a bad news!"

　　 The officer said heavily:

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

　　 The military officer’s words silenced the refugees, and Di Qiduo, who was about to rush to stop the soldiers, was also stunned.

This officer is right. The speed of five or six thousand refugees, the weak, sick, and disabled, is definitely not comparable to that of a carriage. It usually takes at least three days to get from a town to Dolize City at the walking speed of ordinary people. And if you reduce the speed, it will take up to a week, but the food this team carries is only enough for three days!

　　 "Dicchido, this is no alternative, we have no choice"!

　　 Bilan gently covered Diqiduo's fist with her small hand. Although she was psychologically uncomfortable, the reality was so cruel.

　　 "You are right, Bilan, we have no choice."

　　 Dickey touched Bilan's little hand lightly, indicating that she had wanted to go, then bowed her head sadly and continued to walk forward.