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Chapter 42. Hehe, Silly F*ck

Everyone present knew whether there was a plague or not, and they were only pretending to fool the Valkyrie.

However, a young Witch Doctor, who seemed to be from the grassland, suddenly said that he had discovered the plague and studied how infectious it was.

It felt strange all of a sudden.

Was there really a plague?

Mobis and Sean didn't have time to think too much about the current situation. Since the other party's words were beneficial to them in persuading the Valkyrie to return, they would take the opportunity to verify it first before thinking of a solution.

"My Lady, you heard him. The holy sword's protection is powerful, but we still dare not let you risk your life," Mobis said sincerely.

Ortlinde looked at Char, who winked at her secretly. She could only nod reluctantly.

"Alright... I won't go down, but can I see the patient? I want to know how serious the disease is."

"That's not a problem," Sean agreed.

It was easy finding a couple of badly mutilated patients!

"Please go back and rest first. We'll inform you when we're done with the isolation and protective measures."

Ortlinde could only nod.

"Then hurry up."

"We will, My Lady."

Mobis beckoned to a servant, signaling him to take the Valkyrie away. He then stepped forward and blocked Char's path.

"Mr. Nice, I still have some questions about the plague."

"I also have a lot of questions."

Sean also stood up to help, and the two of them seemed to be determined to keep Char here.

Without waiting for Char to speak, Ortlinde took the initiative to block in front of him, frowning.

"Lord Mobis, Lord Sean, what is the meaning of this? I know you're all suspicious of his background, but is there anything you can't say in front of me?"

"That's right! She's right!" Char hid behind her and nodded seriously.

Sean was furious when he saw how shameless Char was, with his hand still clinging to Ortlinde's shoulder. His ponytail swayed even though there was no wind, and he glared at Char with a knife-like gaze.

"You shouldn't be hiding behind a woman, Mr. Nice. If you're still a man, please come out."

Char laughed and said, "Why do I have to prove to you that I'm not a man? Besides, is this the Paladin's declaration of a duel? The Paladin's Ten Commandments state that you can't raise your sword against people weaker than you, and you can't raise your sword because of desire. You've violated two of them in one go, is it appropriate?"

"You!"

"Lord Sean, he's right. You've lost your composure."

Mobis didn't let go of this opportunity to hit him while he was down. He lectured him as an elder and then said to Char, "How about this? We have some questions to ask you, but it's not convenient for you to hear us, Lady Valkyrie. Can we talk in private?"

"Alright," he said.

Char nodded in agreement and followed Mobis to the side.

The old priest gave Sean a look, and he began to make some small movements. Sean stepped forward and blocked him, using his body as a wall to isolate the fluctuations of divine spells.

"Mr. Nice, regarding the plague…"

"My Lord, if your 'Mind Shock' is interrupted, there will be a backlash, right?"

Char suddenly asked just as Mobis divine spell was about to be completed.

Taking advantage of Mobis 'daze, he fell into Mobis's arms and hit the old man's ribs in surprise.

Mobis was hit by this precise attack. His divine spell was interrupted, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Char immediately felt a murderous aura coming from behind him, and without turning his head, he said, "If you insist on doing this, I'm going to scream out loud. Bullying the weak in front of the Valkyrie? Have you lost your mind?"

Sean snorted in a low voice and restrained his aura.

"You were indeed pretending."

"No, Lord Paladin, I'm not pretending. It's just that you've been treating me like a target practice. If you had a brain, you could imagine why an ignorant Witch Doctor came all the way here through all obstacles and how he could have left Annapula alive. I only managed to survive because I was cautious and careful. Do the two of you think that I'm here to die?"

Sean's face was cold, and he didn't make a move at all because of this provocation.

"Young man, you're not bad."

Mobis caught his breath, and his face regained its color. "Then what are you here for?"

"I'm here to pursue Ms. Ortlinde," Char said confidently.

Sean laughed at this, and Mobis also laughed sarcastically.

Char retorted with a scornful look, "What? You think I'm lying? You guys are used to lies and killing, scheming and plotting and you don't allow the simplest love to exist in this world? Isn't it foolish? Have you not been young before? Were you born wicked and evil to the point that you don't believe in love?"

His words could not be more sincere, it was full of the longing for romance, and his eyes had the vigor of a young man. Such a righteous aura made the two of them feel a little uncomfortable.

For a moment, both Mobis and Sean felt that it was good to be young, but it was immediately replaced by disdain.

"Even if we believe you, young man, you must know that this is absolutely impossible."

"Many people have said the same thing to me, but my answer has always been the same—No matter what, I want to try." Char smiled confidently.

"At the very least, in her opinion, my words are more useful than yours. For example, just now, I solved a problem that you couldn't solve—Don't think that you can fool me. It was the Oracle of the White Spirit Tribe who took the patient away for you, right? "

Upon hearing this, Mobis and Sean exchanged a surprise look.

It wasn't because he was a witness, but because of the information he had revealed.

He called these people "patients"

In other words, he also believed in the so-called 'plague'?

Mobis said tentatively, "That's right. In order to prevent the epidemic from spreading, we had to let the White Spirit Tribe take action. At the same time, we took the entire infected group away for isolation…"

"That's it. You should have gone with this from the start. I understand your methods," Char nodded and said.

"I'm just talking nonsense about how the plague is highly contagious, but there's also a basis for it—a plague that the Church paid high attention to isn't a weak one. I hope that when you look for infected individuals, you'll be well-protected and don't let it spread."

The old priest and Sean exchanged a look, and they both heaved a sigh of relief.

It turned out that he didn't know anything either, which was great.

After such a change in mindset, Char's Danger Index dropped to a low level. It quickly changed from 'mysterious cause of unease' to 'a delusional idiot who was going after someone beyond his league'.

The massive drop in numbers no longer made him a threat.

Since he was the only one who could keep this righteous Valkyrie in check, Mobis decided not to think too much and thought of using Char instead.

"For the safety of Lady Valkyrie, we'll bring a lightly infected person to see her. Since you're a Witch Doctor and she believes in you so much, I hope Mr. Nice can cooperate with our work. Everything is for her own good."

"I understand."

Char thumped her chest.

"Even if you find a guy with a fever, I'll describe it as the most terrible infectious disease. I'll definitely dispel her thoughts! Don't worry!"

Mobis was completely at ease, and he looked at Char with a hidden contempt.

"Haha, you silly f*ck!"

All three of them thought of each other the same way at the same moment.