Chapter 433: Chapter 266: Origin of the Plague, Brothers Turned Against Each Other (Double-Length)

After closing the notebook in his hand.

Rogel rubbed his temples.

This matter is becoming increasingly complicated.

The words spoken by Svika are still questionable in truth.

But the form of the Sea of Confession is indeed exactly as he described.

After Doyle and the Eclipse Organization met a cruel fate, other survivors among the Extraordinary were also severely purged, with Svika being one of them.

However, if it’s true as he says, then although Doyle Devis may not be a complete good person, he definitely doesn’t fit the label of a villain.

Then why was the content of the covenant so confidently stated back then?

Or perhaps he actually found the wrong person, that this Doyle Devis is not the same as that Doyle Devis?

Rogel felt it was very likely.

From the clues this guy left for him, he must have needed his presence for some reason.

And from his writing style, it could be seen that his personality did not match the description of Doyle Devis given by Svika at all.

This guy clearly has a vile nature and grand schemes, not at all like a noble warrior sacrificing himself for the human race.

Either there’s more to it, or he indeed found the wrong person.

After all, the covenant still hasn’t disappeared until now.

However, it no longer has any binding force on Rogel.

Suppressing the tumultuous emotions in his mind, Rogel turned his gaze to Svika in front of him.

"So now, the major families in the Mire of Decay mostly came from the Sea of Confession?"

Upon hearing this, Svika did not deny it, but nodded slightly.

"Although they keep clamoring to return to their homeland and fight back to the Sea of Confession... in my opinion, it’s just wishful thinking."

Svika’s face displayed a hint of mockery.

These people, when it comes to critical issues, all behave like turtles pulling their heads in, cowering... Talking about returning home is just about chanting nice slogans.

Their resolve had long since eroded with bygone days.

The Sea of Confession being occupied by the Believers is a foregone conclusion.

The Mire of Decay, however, has fallen into internal strife and seclusion; the long-term result is almost predictable.

"One last question..."

"Could you tell me... how an Extraordinary ascends to the Angel Tier?"

...

Meanwhile, inside the clinic outside.

After treating a large group of patients, Lina and Fonado finally had some free time.

One has to say, Fonado is indeed sincere; he fully treated all the patients before starting to converse with everyone.

"You guys probably aren’t locals, right?"

After rubbing his wrist, Fonado looked at Lina and the others.

Lina nodded without saying much: "If you have anything to say, just speak freely."

"Alright, I’ll get straight to it." Fonado nodded, not beating around the bush: "I want to ask you to help me find out who is behind creating this plague."

Upon hearing this, Lina furrowed her brow slightly; it seems this Fonado is not simple either, being able to know that this plague was deliberately caused by someone.

"I can’t directly agree to that; it depends on the attitude of our captain."

Lina shook her head, then took out the Sound Transmission Conch to send a message to Rogel.

Fonado didn’t say much more; he just nodded: "If you are willing to help, I will certainly offer appropriate rewards."

At this moment, Mira, feeling curious, noticed how Fonado didn’t seem to fit in with the group of patients: "Why did you set up a clinic here... and you don’t seem to charge any fees?"

"Why charge?" Fonado shook his head with a smile: "I don’t lack anything for food or clothing; it’s them who toil day and night, yet are tormented by illness and suffering..."

"...I may not be able to change much, but at least I can do what I can."

Upon hearing this, Mira couldn’t help but feel a bit of approval for him; this person not only understood the situation but also possessed a benevolent heart.

"You must be a descendant of a family from the Laine Langduo City-States, right? From which family?"

Mira couldn’t help but ask.

"...Laine Langduo."

Fonado replied, though his face showed no pride or self-satisfaction. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Perhaps, in his view, coming from a powerful family wasn’t anything extraordinary.

"Laine Langduo, that’s the ruling family of this city-state?"

"That’s correct."

At this moment, Mira couldn’t help but look outside the clinic.

On the street, an old man walked by with a small child, both filthy and reeking, surrounded by a few buzzing flies.

In a corner of a building wall.

A skeletal person, nearly just bones, lay pale-faced, clutching remains tightly curled up in a corner.

It’s unclear whether he starved or froze to death, or perhaps both.

"Why are there still slaves in the Mire of Decay?"

Mira, who enjoyed learning and studying, couldn’t help but ask this question at this moment.

Even in the Sea of Confession, there were no open slaves, yet here, such sights were commonplace.

Fonado paused briefly upon hearing this, then slowly opened his mouth after a glance at her: "So, you are not from the Mire of Decay..."

Speaking, he couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head, as if laughing at Mira and the others for exposing themselves like this.

"Remember, you must not reveal this fact to anyone else."

"Otherwise, you might get into big trouble."

Fonado said with a serious expression.

Mira naturally realized she might have inadvertently leaked some information.