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The soldier bows and stomps out of the room. A few moments later, Lafayence and the others came into the office. For some reason, Matkal was there with them.

"What, you came too, Matkal? Oh, well... General, let\'s go! We are going to the village of Klimiana.

"Oh! You\'re finally going on the offensive! We\'ve been waiting for you! My arms are ringing."

No, we are not attacking you.

"What do you mean?"

"Gather about 20 strong cavalrymen. Preferably those who have served the Shogun since the time of the capital. I want you to take care of the fallen Crimiana\'s men.

"Caring?"

"Yes. You can choose any woman you like. Give her a big hug, whisper kind words to her, and take care of her.

"My goodness, such a ......."

The general was half-exasperated, but he had a big smile on his face, perhaps because he could touch the woman of his choice.

"I\'ll go get Ilimo. Mei, Zhuang, Roni, you guys come with me. I want you to stand by the gate with the generals.

May and the others nodded silently.

"Mr. Linos."

"Just as well Mato, you bring this monk. He may be infected with the contagion, but don\'t worry. We\'ve warded the area. I\'ve also made it so you can\'t hear him. Take him with you."

"Okay."

Mato takes Cassel under his arm as if he were holding a stuffed animal and leaves the room. After confirming this, I called the guards again and ordered them to capture any followers of Klimiana who might be in the capital or in the city of Agartha, and then I moved from my office to the residence in the capital. About thirty minutes later, we departed for the village of Klimiana with twenty cavalrymen who had already lined up in front of the west gate of the capital. May is riding behind me, Chihwan is behind Knogen, and Roni is riding uncomfortably behind Lafayence.

"All right. Follow me!"

With that we leave the capital at the speed of the wind. We keep moving away from the city, and when we can no longer see the city walls, I stop the horse and look at the map to see what\'s around us.

"Okay, I don\'t see anyone.

I walk over to Matocal and look at the monk she is holding under her arm. He is still staring at me with murderous eyes and yelling something.

It\'s time for you to go to bed.

With these words, he put Cassel to sleep. Even though he is a child, he must be quite heavy, but Matkal says he has no problem with it. Sleeping children are usually heavy, but she is holding him with one hand with a nonchalant face. I admire Matocal a little.

"I\'m going to ward everyone here for now. There is a very high possibility that the forest we are going to is infested with a contagious disease. But don\'t worry. The warding is always filled with clean air. No pathogens can enter the boundary. However, unexpected things can happen. Please be very careful. I would like to ask the general and the Knogens to gather all the believers in the village in one place. Those who cannot move may remain where they are. The place of assembly will be announced shortly. By the way, the woman in white who looks like the monk that Mato is holding, please do not touch her. I\'ll talk to her. All right, everybody? Then we\'ll transfer here!"

With a voice, the cavalry disappeared in an instant.

They arrived at a large meadow. This was the place where we had intercepted and repulsed the Lamarong forces when they had attacked us before. The battle at that time was fondly recalled. But instead of dwelling on those memories, I drove Ilimo to the village of Klimiana. After two hours of running, we caught the village of Crimiana below us.

The village was quiet. When we entered the village, not a single person came out from inside the tents, and we could only hear the faint sound of prayer. We kept going deeper and deeper into the village. Then one of the bishops jumped out from the back.

Who are you people! With whose permission, in this village ......"

"This is Linos, King of Agartha."

He stepped forward and made the declaration. He looks puzzled for a moment, but then quickly returns to a face of serenity. Two purple spots appear on his face.

"What in the world can I do for you?"

"No, Mr. Cassel, he asked for our help."

"Mr. Cassel?"

He rolls his eyes at Cassel, who is limp and held by Matkal\'s small arm.

"He came to me and begged me to help him. I flew in to get him. I heard that people are dying all over the place. What\'s going on, are you okay? Where is that little ...... girl, Mister Vieille? Poor Mr. Cassel, he fainted while calling out for sister Vieille, sister Vieille."

I was surprised at how little feeling I put into my barbed delivery. He looked at me for a while as I talked, and then he said, "I\'ll show you around," and led us on our way.

The man who was showing us around introduced himself as Mulack. He walked in front of us and sometimes felt nauseous.

We were unaware of this because we were warded off from the outside air, but it seemed that the village was filled with the stench of rottenness that made our noses curl, due to the stench of mold caused by condensation, in addition to the stench of death from the deceased members of the congregation.

Looking around as we walked, we saw many houses and tents, but not many people. When I looked at the people outside, their eyes were toned. And they were wandering around, mumbling prayers and saying, "My Lord God, help me, help me. As we continued on our way, we came to a large lodge. Vieille was there.

She was praying to a picture on the wall. She was mumbling the words of her prayer in unison, as if she was unaware that we had entered.

"Mr. Vieille ......"

The voice of the bishop who had brought us there made her twitch, and she slowly turned around. I looked at her and saw purple spots all over her face. She looked at us with vacant eyes for a while, and then she looked startled and surprised, scurrying around and letting out a few words without trying to hide her surprise.

"King Agartha, ...... why are you here? ...... Ha!"

Suddenly she cowered, covering her face with her hands.

"Don\'t look. Don\'t look! Don\'t look at it!"

"...... I see. So this is what the monk was talking about. Well, you all deserve what\'s coming to you, but you\'re still going to have to take your punishment."

With these words, I locked Vieille in the ward and put her to sleep.

......Vieille woke up from her sleep, wrapped in soft warmth. She slept well. When was the last time she slept so well? The past few months have been sleepless nights. It had been a long time since she had felt the sensation of a good night\'s sleep. I feel a bit tired from too much sleep. Today I woke up again. I am alive. But do I have to live another day with the smell and the humidity and not knowing when I will die? But I am the Pope\'s grandson. I can\'t look like a fool. I have to get up. I must say my prayers to Lady Climiana. I feel that death will come for me if I don\'t. No, I don\'t want to die yet. .......

She gets up, trying to raise her fragile heart. What she sees is the most luxurious room she has ever seen.

A large, fluffy bed. She was wrapped in light but warm duvet-like sheets. Suppressing the feeling that she still wanted to sleep, she got off the bed. Next to her, also in a large bed, Kassel was sleeping. She looks up and looks around, and sees a bright and spacious room. The luxurious interior, the chandelier, and the clean and comfortable pajamas she was wearing....... She is awed by the opulence of the room. She wakes Cassel, who was sleeping next to her.

"What is it, sister? What\'s that?"

"Cassel, where am I? How did we end up here ......"

"Yes, that\'s right. This is ......, sister! The spots on your face!"

Hearing Cassel\'s surprised voice, Vieille looks around the room again. Then she saw a large mirror. She rushes to it and checks her face.

"The ...... spots are gone."

Her face changes from surprise to relief. Just then there is a knock at the door and a beautiful maid enters.

"You are awake. This is the house of my master. I cannot tell you the names of the guests for some reason, but I have moved them here from the village of Agartha. The other bishops are in the next room. Your illness was very serious, but you can rest assured. We have received a special medicine from the Church and have administered it to all of you. There is no longer any fear for your lives. Also, a message from my master. You should stay here for four or five days to recover your health and strength. We have distributed food and clean clothes and cloths to the believers in the village, and the conditions in the village are improving. After you have fully recovered your strength and energy, you are requested to consider your future strategy. ......It is almost time for lunch. I will bring you your meal.

With that, the maid left the room. Vieille and Cassel looked at each other in silence for a while, still unable to follow their thoughts on the current situation. Then there was a knock at the door again and the maid brought the meal. Delicious pasta, meat, soup, and salad...... were all hot meals and fresh salads that he had not had in a long time, and they were the most delicious meals he had ever had. They silently took the food on the table into their mouths.

When the meal was over and the dishes were lowered, the five bishops entered the room as if they were replacing each other. Koflesi and Jolina are also visible. Their faces light up.

"Well, all of you? You were saved, weren\'t you?"

Yes, Mr. Vieille. This house is about a day\'s ride from that village. We were not told whose house it is, but we have been cured with medicines, given clean rooms and clothes, and just now we have been given a very delicious meal. Mr. Vieille also has a beautiful ....... face. Her beautiful face is back. It is good to see you. It\'s good to see you. And Mr. Cassel, too: .... This is also due to the blessings of the Lord God.

Kofresi pauses in prayer, tears streaming down his face.

"The master of the house wants us to stay here for four or five days to recover our strength and stamina. The maids are under strict orders not to leave the house.

It was Jolina who opened her mouth. Hearing this, Kofresi countered.

"That\'s fine. Since the master of the house says so, all you need to do is to stay here for four or five days. From what I have been told, during that time we will bring supplies to the villagers and work on removing the damp that has plagued us since the opening of the village. Perhaps he is a devout Krimiana lord of Agartha. And if so, isn\'t this the residence of the Count of Liberg?"

"Count Riberg?"

Vieille, with his usual eagle eye, asks in a relaxed manner.

"Yes. Count Riberg is a follower of our religion. He is one of the few lords in Agartha who still does not recognize the King of Agartha. Perhaps I should mention his name.