"Talk?"
Kieran smiled.
It was a smile that came from the bottom of his heart.
It was the smile of a stingy ghost who saw an ownerless gold mine.
"What do you have to talk about?"
Kieran asked slowly.
"I will give you something you can't even imagine!
My knowledge, my collection, I can give it all to you! "
The man said eagerly.
But Kieran shook his head.
"Don't use such empty words to brush me off and don't tempt me with things I can't see!
What I need is real, concrete, and visible benefits! "
"Do you understand?"
"Think about it carefully. I hope that when I appear here again, you will have taken out something that will move me."
Kieran then grabbed one of the dead bodies' shirts and wrapped the two boxes in it. He then turned around and left.
Kieran didn't even care about the shouts that entered his ears.
Because Kieran knew the longer he dragged it out, the more advantageous it would be for him.
What was the most torturous moment for a prisoner who had been imprisoned for a long time?
It wasn't a life of imprisonment that never saw the light of day.
It was after knowing there was hope for him to leave, he still had to stay in that place that never saw the light of day.
The feeling was incomparably unbearable.
Kieran was confident that all he needed was a few days and Ancilanco would show his true sincerity.
Likewise, he also needed a few days to make arrangements to deal with Ancilanco.
Kieran wasn't that naive to think after so many conflicts with a God, it would still end peacefully.
Even if it was a revived God.
Ancilanco was a God, his nature wouldn't change.
Once he broke free, it would be the start of a battle.
So, Kieran had to prepare something.
At least, he had to create enough favorable conditions.
Other than those two reasons, there was another reason …
Those infected by the plague couldn't hold on any longer.
Kieran felt sorry for the innocent people who were caught in the crossfire of the city gate.
As long as it was within the scope of lifting a finger, he wouldn't mind helping.
…
"Doctor! Doctor! "
The little girl's clear voice was filled with anxiety, panic, and fear.
Beside her, her mother had already fallen into a coma. Her face and hands were covered with dark bruises. Her father had also just fainted.
Only the little girl was left in place.
Orph who was shuttling through the crowd swiftly noticed the terrible situation on the little girl's side.
Even among the many patients infected by the plague, the little girl's situation was extremely rare.
Orp quickly walked over.
"Children, don't worry, I will take care of them."
Orph, who once learned medical skills from the elderly nun, comforted the girl. His voice was soft and his face kind, just like the elderly nun.
"Will they be fine?"
The girl asked.
"I will!"
"I promise you!"
Orph nodded firmly, trying his best to make himself look more reliable.
However, Orph's eyes were filled with deep worry.
Worry about the future.
Worry about the loss of life.
He didn't know if that person's plan would succeed, but he knew that after a while, there would be a large number of deaths.
The speed of the plague spreading was much faster than he thought.
The lethality of the plague was far beyond his imagination.
Even though he tried his best, all he could do was slightly suppress the spreading speed of the plague.
Cure it?
That was impossible.
"Child, come, follow me over there!
"You need to get enough sleep. When you wake up, your father and mother will appear in front of you."
Orph comforted the little girl.
But the moment his words subsided …
Puk!
The dark bruises on the little girl's mother's hands and face exploded just like that.
The foul-smelling liquid splashed everywhere.
Orph quickly hugged the little girl in his arms, using his back to block the liquid that was filled with the plague.
Tsss Tsss Tsss!
The corrosion appeared.
The crow suit was useless against the foul-smelling liquid.
The plague liquid seeped into the skin on Orph's back.
Orph pushed the little girl away.
"Child, stay away from me!
Someone come, take care of this child! "
Orph shouted loudly. His colleagues around him.
Another doctor in the crow suit ran over and hugged the crying little girl.
"Orph, how are you …"
"Don't come near me!
I'm infected! "
Orph quickly waved his hand at the doctor who helped him up. He then took off the crow suit.
It was useless now.
Instantly, a refreshing night breeze blew at Orph's face.
Orph took in a deep breath.
"I don't need to use 'that' anymore."
He said and pointed at the kerosene barrel that was prepared.
"Orph!
Things aren't … "
A female voice came from under the crow suit.
"Things are much worse than we thought!"
"With our current methods, we can't stop the spread of the plague, this is the only step left … gather the patients together, I, the executioner, will have to go with them first — at least it will buy us more time. Let's hope teacher can wake up during this period of time, only she can solve this plague."
Orph interrupted her words and walked towards the kerosene barrel.
The patients were gathered together.
Orph twisted the kerosene barrel open, poured the kerosene around him and drenched himself from head to toe. Then, he picked up the unlit torch.
Looking at Orph's actions, the female doctor who was carrying the little girl cried out loud.
"Goddess of Dawn, do you see all this?"
"Please have mercy on Orph!
He shouldn't have to bear such pain! "
The female doctor said in a choked voice.
The little girl in Orph's arms suddenly broke free from the female doctor's embrace and dashed into the drenched kerosene, rushing to her parents' side.
To a child.
What else was more important than parents?
Life and death.
It wasn't important to them.
It was nothing compared to their parents.
Looking at the little girl who was crying on top of her unconscious parents, Orph's action of lighting the torch froze.
"Oh God, how cruel are you!"
The surrounding doctors and the family members of the infected were even more shocked.
"Oh God!"
"Please let everything return to normal!"
"We don't want to see hell!"
Begging sounded one after another.
It was messy and messy.
Yet all of them were in sync.
All of them gathered together and turned into the first thought: kindness.
Kindness gathered compassion and benevolence.
Gathered the beauty of the world.
It also made the scene before Orph's eyes look more and more cruel.
The stiff Orph ultimately chose to light up the torch.
As a doctor, he knew it was the right thing to do.
"I'm sorry!
If there's an afterlife, I'm willing to apologize to you! "
Orph said to the little girl.
Then, he looked at the human world that he was in for the last time.
The torch was lit.
But the fire didn't appear.
An indifferent voice was heard — —
"Hell shouldn't exist in the human world."
"Fire belongs to hell."
"Light comes from the human world."
As the voice subsided, a beam of dazzling light pierced the dark night sky and shone over the whole St. Paolo School.
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