quicksilver blood

Chapter 477 Cleansing Resolution
Iris Swamp originally had no trees.

At least 1000 years ago, when Del Ramos was sealed here by Master Oak, there were indeed no trees here.But it is an important node to support the stubborn oak fan lock, and the stubborn oak master planted many oak trees here.

To put it simply, this is a place that is ventilated but not light-transmitting.

Sparse light and shadow are projected through the towering canopy, and even at noon it seems darker than dusk.From the outside world, it is not even possible to see the existence of such a gathering place here.

But maybe that's what they want -

This place was supposed to be the center of the Iris Swamp, where the trees are most dense.Even if the trees here are artificially cut down on a large scale, the light here is not enough.

After Xila walked into the Iris Swamp, what appeared in front of Xila was a human gathering place that could only be described as "abnormal".

All the buildings are all local materials, and they are all low bungalows made of oak.These bungalows were built very close to each other, leaning against each other.

In order to prevent the houses from being soaked in the swamp, there are dense wooden sticks standing upright in the swamp under each house.On the top of the wooden sticks, there are wooden strips and planks inlaid with each other, which are connected with the nearby houses and supported together in a fragile but strong form.

The planks that extend out from the edges of these houses are supported by wooden battens, which are thin but strong enough.The width of these planks is about two or three meters wide, enough for a single person to pass safely.

These bungalows are connected in this way, and a road is opened in the swamp, forming a square with only one opening left.

Perhaps for the convenience of communication, there are two vertical and two horizontal roads in the center of the square. Dense wooden sticks are inserted into the swamp to form a bracket, and then wooden boards are laid on it, and they are tightly connected with wedges.

Using only wood from the swamp, these people have created such a magical village.The scale is not big or small, there are about 100 people.

Xila didn't know what they usually ate, nor how they solved hygiene problems.But he knew that these people had already formed a new order in this swamp that was completely different from the outside world.

It is not the culture of the Bantha people, but it is not the culture of the Kalar people either.Xi La looked at these people who were surviving tenaciously in the swamp. Although there were less than 200 of them, Xi La was really shocked.

Immediately, his heart was filled with doubts——

Why do these people enter the center of the swamp to survive?Do those crows with severed limbs have anything to do with the people here?

However, the current situation does not allow Sira to be distracted.The assistance from Claudia is getting weaker, and he must now concentrate to move freely in the swamp without falling.

Different from the "crow monster" outside, the other people in this small closed village opened up in the swamp are very normal.

They were dressed in bantha clothes, but the clothes of commoners, squires, knights, and merchants were mixed together in a strange harmony.

Xi La couldn't tell their identities for a while.If he had to say something, he could only say that these people are "Banzans".

Suddenly, Sira recalled that when Claudia turned back to speak to the crow monster, she also used Bansa.

Could it be...

Xi La was thinking to herself, and suddenly felt a chill all over her body.

He froze for a moment and raised his head.But met pairs of indifferent eyes.

——Almost everyone stopped talking at this moment, looked up at Xi La, and said nothing.

And not even just these people.Xila saw some people in the house opened the windows or drew the curtains, leaned out from the room or stared at Xila together close to the window.

As the number of people watching Xila became more and more.Xi La felt a vague sense of crisis.

Can these people give him a sense of crisis?How can it be!

No matter how much Xiela denied it, he couldn't deny that he was indeed a little scared when he was stared at by hundreds of eyes without any emotion.

It would be fine if those people just looked at him without emotion.Xi La can completely regard them as killing machines without emotion.

Humans are not afraid of machines.

But the problem is that Xi La did see the fear, disgust, hatred and alienation towards herself from their indifferent eyes.It was as if they were staring at a monster, not even daring to give him their back.

Xi La couldn't help feeling an inexplicable sense of dislocation—when did Tire's pastor become like this?

"That, mother-in-law..."

Xi La put her wooden stick in the swamp, fixed her body with difficulty, raised her head and showed a bright sunny smile at the old woman closest to her: "Is there something between us?" Misunderstand?"

However, Sira did not get any response.

The old woman just stood there like a log, staring at Xila with resentful and numb eyes.After a long time, Sira didn't get a response, so she followed Claudia and left.

The strange feeling in his heart became more and more intense.

But this time, Sira's memory grew, and she didn't say a word along the way.

It wasn't until he followed Claudia into the house, untied the wooden sticks on his limbs and sat down on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief that Claudia finally spoke: "Don't talk to them anymore. … They’re going to kill you.”

"...Kill me?"

However, this sentence only made Xi La feel astonished: "Why did they kill me? I can guarantee that I have never done anything unforgivable to them..."

"What's more, they may not be able to kill me."

Sira said in such a humble tone.In fact, what he meant was that even if those civilians were to sneak attack him at will, he would not die.

But facing Sira's self-confidence, Claudia shook her head deeply.

She raised her head and stared at Sira with those blue and pure eyes: "Do you know the cleaning resolution?"

"……what is that?"

Xi La frowned, making sure that she had never heard the word before, so she raised her head in doubt and asked, "Could it be... those people are heretics or something?"

"No. But as long as you haven't heard of it... things can probably be fixed."

After getting Xila's reply, Claudia was slightly relieved.

Seeing this, Xi La's doubts became even deeper.

"Your Highness, please explain to me," Xi La asked earnestly, "If my colleagues have done something wrong, I am willing to remedy it for them."

"Irreparable."

Claudia looked at Xi La with pity and sadness, and shook her head: "Because you are a priest... that's all. It became the reason for them to kill you."

"Do you know that just a week ago, the Cardinals of all the gods, including Tyre, secretly issued a cleansing order to the local temples at the same time—that is, to deprive druids of all their rights, just like the purification order deprives wizards of their rights. .”

"All Karal people suspected of being druids will be secretly captured by the priests of the gods, imprisoned for interrogation, and will be executed collectively after obtaining evidence. Those who try to escape from prison or resist arrest will be jointly wanted and arrested by the whole temple Not only that, but anyone who tries to hide the Karal people will be regarded as hiding a wizard and will be executed together. And the high-level officials of Bansa, Titan, Suze, and Fararo also cut off communication with Karal. All traffic with Karal is closed, and even nationals are not allowed to return to the country until they have been quarantined for a week."

"At the same time, all villages where people suspected of being infected with bloodstain syndrome will be 'forced to disinfect'...these people here are actually 'cleansed' patients."

Hearing this, Xi La was stunned.

(End of this chapter)