I, the retired legend, were forced to go ashore

"Plague? Hey, it's not a big deal at all~" Ada shook her hands again and again, not paying attention.

She cared more about whether she would change the sheets tonight than the plague.

In the age of magic, not to mention the plague, even the biochemical crisis can't cause trouble.

The most basic dispelling of the disease is enough to cure most viral diseases, how could something like the plague break out?

"No, it's different this time." It was the old prostitute who spoke: "This time it is said that this time is the plague born by the people who ate the kobold goblins in the city during the previous famine--it is extremely contagious, or, in other words, too Stronger."

"So what, you just say whether magic can cure it?" Ada still didn't think so.

Triss nodded: "Yes, yes, but if the healer is not careful, he will be infected again. There are even people in our class who were infected four times in a row."

"Can you still be infected repeatedly? It's interesting..." Ada silently smoothed her chin and looked at her daughter: "Aren't you infected?"

"No, Mom, you forgot, I haven't been sick since I was a child." Triss shook her head lightly.

However, Ada suddenly recalled the news she had received when she assassinated Forest Claw in Stonetalon Mountain: the elf sacred object she fed Triss since she was a child was not a holy oak tree headband at all, but it also helped the girl get He has a great affinity for natural magic and a constitution that is invulnerable to all diseases.

So, what is that?

But immediately, she put this question that she didn't understand for the time being behind her, and looked at the few remaining customers in the tavern before the store closed: "But, if you say this, then our family's densely populated There shouldn't be people coming to entertainment venues at all?"

Are they not afraid of infecting each other?

"Haha, some of the more famous places in the city have specially hired priests to give blessings to customers for free. Now is the era when big fish eat small fish. Those who can't afford priests can only watch their own customer flow. was robbed."

The old prostitute patted his chest to indicate that he was also a pastor, and then sighed: "Speaking of which, those wealthy businessmen are really business geniuses. The income from these customers is enough to make up for the pastor's expenses. Moreover, it also allows customers who are not used to visiting taverns, I often come here to sit and sit, which is like an advertisement for myself.”

As he spoke, he raised his hands to the guests who were about to leave, and each of them gave a blessing to disperse the disease.

As a third-ring priest, he wouldn't get tired even if he cast this simple spell ten or eight times in a row.

Ada also understood: "It seems that the plague is not too serious. Everyone still has the leisure to go shopping and drink, and it seems that it can be controlled casually."

"That's what you thought." O'Meril stood up, looking down, trying to let the girl understand the seriousness of the situation: "When I escaped from White Harbor, I hadn't heard of this plague, and that It's only been a few days since now, and the plague has already spread to the whole city!"

"Eh? Is this a recent thing?"

No wonder the little Messiah didn't tell himself.

"It's like this. I don't know where it first appeared, but it has actually developed to the present situation, and it has only been more than a week." As the old prostitute explained the time, he himself realized something.

Previously, he had magical powers against diseases, so he didn't take this plague seriously, but now...

O'Meril slapped his hands on the table, and looked down at Ida seriously: "Now you understand, this plague is developing too fast, I doubt what will happen later! So you have to go to the palace to warn the little queen, Let her take measures immediately!"

The duty of a nobleman is to protect the common people, and she will not ignore the local residents just because the Sword Lord imprisoned herself.

"Well, the little Messiah should still be in the north...but it's okay..."

Ada nodded slowly.

If there is no accident, Hussein will pay a visit soon after learning the news of his return home.

The old prostitute looked back and forth between the faces of the young girl and O'Meril, confused: What's going on? Why did the local queen just say they saw each other?

However, I learned from the kid who often came here, that Ada seems to be a professor at the Royal Academy... Maybe she should have some right to discuss things... No wonder she has such a wide network...

Chapter 333. Basic knowledge of wicker

Now there are more people in Chimera Head, unlike before when there were only Ada, mother and daughter, and the opening time depends on the mood of the proprietress, but it opens on time at noon.

But on the second day after Ada returned home, all the guests who had accumulated some time ago walked away shaking their heads in dismay.

"What's the matter, why no one came?" The goldsmith on the corner of the street was lying at the door, looking at the empty tavern, and curiously asked Xiao Liutiao, the only waiter here: "What's wrong with your lady boss? "

I have to say that after getting along for many years, the neighbors still know Ada's temperament very well.

Sure enough, Xiao Liutiao acknowledged the blacksmith's accusation with a nod, but she answered in a daze: "Auntie said today is a special day, so if you want to spend here, what entry fee do you have to charge?"

"What a special day, what a shameless greed!"

Goldsmith praised the girl upstairs who was catching up on sleep, then thought about it. Recently, the price of the store that the two girls have forced to set up is fair and reasonable, and there is no phenomenon of forced drinking and killing customers. It is much better than before. Now It is acceptable to pay an extra entry fee.

So he asked again: "Then how is this fee charged?"

He looked at the little girl with kind eyes, and rubbed the girl's hair.

The hair is soft and silky, which is not the same as the withered, yellow and dry one when the pretty widow took care of the child before. There is also a little more flesh on the cheeks, and the eyes are full of energy, with a strange appearance.

Ada really regards this child as her own...

I just hope that this child can maintain integrity and don't take this new adoptive mother as an example.

Just as he was sighing, he saw Xiao Liutiao stretched out his hands, gestured a number and said, "The entry fee is 10..."

"10 crowns? That's okay." The goldsmith stepped into the tavern: "Heat up the plum wine I drank yesterday."

Little Wicker didn't move, but stared at the back of the blacksmith and said softly: "11,12,13,14, [-], [-], [-]..."

"Damn it, charge by the second, crazy!"

Goldsmith broke out with a speed that middle-aged and elderly men should not have, and escaped from the tavern.

Then he stood at the door and patted his chest in fear after a while.

Fortunately, Ada was still sleeping, otherwise, if she saw her, the ten or so crowns would definitely not be able to escape.

He raised his head and shouted angrily at the locked windows on the second floor: "My heart is so dark, let me see who dares to come!"

Fortunately, there is only one day, so it seems that we can only drink again tomorrow.

Then he talked to himself, making excuses for Ada's behavior: "Really, if you want to be lazy and have a holiday, just say it, it's like a black shop..."

But Ida didn't hear his call.

At this time, the girl was lying on the bed with her buttocks naked, sleeping soundly, dreaming sweet dreams, there were many fingerprints left by a night of haunting on her smooth back.

O'Meril took Deep Shadow to send Triss to school together in the morning, then went shopping, and has not returned yet.

The blacksmith who didn't get any response turned dark and turned around to see a young man in his twenties standing in the middle of the street staring blankly at the empty tavern.

There were several armored guards standing beside him like the guards of the stars.

This should be the son of a rich family, Blacksmith Jin thought.

I planned to ignore this rich man and turn around to leave, but then I thought that my business is booming now, all because of the gorgeous Don Juan that the group of rich people built this area, and I still made a small but hard effort at young people He waved his hand and warned in a low voice: "Hurry up, hurry up, the proprietress of this house is back, and she is sick, and today I have to charge by the second!"

But the young man was unmoved by the blacksmith's warning, just nodded and smiled at the blacksmith, and then looked at the tavern with a troubled expression.

"Hey, brothers, I really don't have the money to pay for your expenses, so I have to trouble you to wait at the door."

The young man is Hussein who is only one coronation ceremony away from becoming king.

He first confessed to several guards that he didn't have enough money in his private house, and then he smiled and extended his hand to them: "Everyone has how much money you have, please help me to collect it, and I will sell my house later. Here you go, cough..."

He knew that Miss Ada made such black-hearted rules, but she was actually waiting for him.

But still had to go.

I asked her to retaliate against Stonetalon Mountain's excessive behavior, but I didn't know that she even took over the entire Stonetalon Mountain, and I heard that she can also deal with the orcs.This kindness is too great, it can be said that no matter what, it can't be repaid, so what if I kill myself a few times.

The guards had nothing to say, and simply took out all the money they had on them.

This king has never used the money from the treasury in his private affairs, and his administration is clean, efficient and frugal, which has gradually changed the views of the people in the palace.

"Hey, after I go in later, no matter what happens, you can't rush in!"

Hussain, who had raised a sum of money again, explained to the guards, then patted his wallet with peace of mind, and walked towards the tavern under the surprised eyes of the goldsmith.

"What's wrong with this man, he's burning money?"

The blacksmith talked to himself, and leaned over curiously, intending to guard the door to find out.

But as soon as the young man walked in, the little wicker closed the door and put the bolt on it, locking it firmly.

The core of the way of slaughtering customers is not to let customers escape orders.

Several guards looked at each other, remembering the king's teaching just now, shrugged their shoulders, and looked elsewhere.

Just keep this ordinary tavern in mind.

They were curious, what is the secret here that can make a king behave so mysteriously?

At this time, Hussein was trembling with fear.

Because Ada doesn't seem to be here.

"That...little sister, where's your aunt?" He cautiously asked the girl in front of him who seemed to have not been abused, hoping that she would have a kind answer.

Little Wicker is really kind:

"Auntie is upstairs, I'll call her~"

After finishing speaking, he bounced up to the second floor, gently pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Ada sleeping dimly and darkly as expected.

Alas, Auntie was too indulgent last night, it's normal to take more rest during the day.

Xiao Liutiao looked like a little adult, nodded calmly, and was about to step forward to help Ada cover her with the quilt.

But this movement made Ada sober.

The girl circled three times to the left and three times to the right, rubbing her eyes and rolling around, at the same time uttering a cry of laziness, which meant that she did not want to get up. After tossing and turning for a while, she asked the girl next to the bed, "Who is downstairs?" ?”

"Fat sheep."

Little Wicker's answer was short and precise.

"Well, we can't keep Fat Sheep waiting too long, or he should run away."

Ada struggled to pull herself up and began to scramble to put clothes on her head.

"It's okay, I've locked the door." Xiao Liutiao shook her head, and saw that her aunt who was like her adoptive mother didn't seem to plan to continue resting, so she ran to the toilet and brought a wet towel over.

Ada took the towel, wiped her face, and went downstairs to open the door to go downstairs.

Turning around, she saw the little wicker pulling down her mattress.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Ada suddenly felt a sense of embarrassment that the hidden folder in her computer was discovered by her parents.

"It's nothing, auntie, it's normal, especially for a woman your age."

Little Wicker didn't raise her head, and continued to tidy up the mattress: "Look here, here, and here, if you don't wash it, this sheet will fluff up."

She deftly pointed out the signs of Auntie's wandering last night.

"Uh uh uh uh...wow - I'm dead, why do you know so much!!!"

Ada covered her face, yelled loudly, and retreated downstairs.

Little Wicker scratched her head strangely, her biological mother was in that kind of business, and her part-time job was laundry, so isn't this the basis?

What's so strange?

The guards at the entrance of the tavern also looked at each other again.

They all heard the girl's scream from inside the gate.

Chapter 334. The King's Difficulties

Ada told Hussein about Omeril's analysis of the plague. Unsurprisingly, with the sensitivity of the young king, he had already paid attention to this matter and formulated a series of policies.

"For example, I plan to recruit priests under the lords of other provinces, so that I can bless every person who enters and exits at the gate of the city; I also want to develop immune potions through the Alchemist Association; where……"

Hussein talked about the method he thought of, and Ada nodded repeatedly.

"Then go ahead and do it, what are you waiting for!"

The girl discovered that all of the above were only at the stage of 'planning' and 'planning'.

The plague is developing so rapidly, every day of delay will increase the loss tenfold in the future.

But Hussein shook his head helplessly: "For every issue, I need to persuade the Kingdom Council, then balance the interests of all parties, and find a way to supervise the normal implementation of policies... It will take time."

"What the hell, aren't you the king, show your majesty!"

Ada slapped the table vigorously, looking at the man who suddenly became weak after ascending to the throne with hatred.

Xiao Liutiao, who was peeping at the conversation between the two behind the kitchen door, widened his eyes when he realized the identity of the fat sheep, and lowered his head in panic, not daring to look at him again.

In this era, the monarchy is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and most people also think that they should have a ruler as a matter of course, and at the same time, they will maintain enough respect for him.

Of course, as a time traveler, Ada does not have such a cognition.