Those who had been cursing the Duke of Carriers disappeared in an instant.
Like the friends in the forest who quickly run away when the truth is revealed.
The streets of Perias were alive with the sound of cheering as people chased after rascals, shouting:
"The Duke of Carriere has defeated the plague!"
"I lost my wife during the last plague, but this time everyone was safe. Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"Khuuuuk!"
Those who had been forced to send their families away due to the plague could not stop crying. The air was filled with emotions, and the city buzzed with relief.
However, in one corner of the city, something rather absurd was taking place.
"What did you just say? To cure the plague, you want me to pay 200 more gold?" A man shouted, his expression filled with desperation.
His opponent was a young man wearing shabby robes. Though the overcoat was plain, his inner clothes were pristine white priestly garb. The person demanding money was, in fact, a priest.
