9th Circle Lord

86 #86화 Lord of The City3

"Be careful and move!"

"Lots of tea!"

A group of people cut down trees and move them hard, sweating.

Such cut trees were used to make houses that were the basis of the site.

When men were in the midst of architecture, women planted seeds.

As the sandy land held water and greeted the saltless wind, there were enough environmental conditions for crops to grow.

Luther focused on treatment, and his subordinates couldn't stay still.

Kalua came out as general manager.

They controlled people and started urban development.

The process of the work was smooth.

These are patients and their families who came desperately to catch straws.

Most of them were wandering people who had no property or location, so they obediently followed Kalua's instructions.

After receiving the land, preparations for the foundation began.

I organized the system and made them work.

Men worked hard to build their homes, and women sought food.

During Kalua's control, Kiara removed the surrounding threats.

The desert had many beasts of ferocious poison.

Scorpions and vipers hidden in the sand.

And predators and birds of prey were everywhere.

They were as large as monsters and threatening.

The blade scorpion cuts its prey with the sting of a tail that has excellent cutting power, and vipers well over 10 meters dig holes and attack when their prey appears nearby.

Crowding predators also had to be wary, and birds of prey in the sky were large and strong enough to pick up adult organs.

They had to deal with desert predators first rather than pirates.

Kiara walked around the outskirts of the castle with a sword.

As she wandered around, the bodies of predators piled up.

When Kiara destroyed the earth, Zach aimed at the sky.

Wyvern's eyes did not miss the movement of birds of prey in the desert.

If you set up a protest for your goal, a big bird fell from the sky.

Barcoz naturally served as finance minister.

It was an improvised city and its infrastructure was poor, but there were gold coins awarded by the emperor and manasok given by Luther.

I have plenty of money left, so I only I have to do is spend it. The most necessary was the public facilities underlying the city.

The roads were expanded and the water supply and sewage system was built, but if it was lucrative, the number of people who would do it was overflowing.

It was natural that the miracle wizard shook the empire.

As people continued to flock, the number of people reaching 1,000 a day doubled the next day.

Dolken and Elena set up vigilantes and began to control the crowd.

But from this point on, problems started to arise.

The number of people in control is limited, but the crowd is overflowing.

Even if you wait in line, it is far away to wait for passage even after a day and two days.

It can't be helped.

Kalua strictly set the standard for passing, and prevented the snooping around to watch the miracle wizard or get some falling Congolese water from sticking to their feet.

So it took time.

And there were a lot of people who didn't know how to wait in the current class society.

A carriage arrived amid the escort of knights riding through the wilderness.

"Get out of the way! It's Daryl's birthday!”

People looked back at the article's loud shout.

Everyone's face was full of complaints, but I couldn't help it.

People began to falter away. 

The knight, who was going forward without hesitation, spoke bluntly to Dolken, who was blocking the gate.

"Guide the Wizard of Miracles."

Dolken answered sourly.

"Wait for the order."

"This is the carriage where Daryl Viscount Daryl is. You know what Daryl is like, don't you?”

"I don't know."

For a moment, the knight's face became red.

He, who was flirting with a strong runny nose, said softly.

"He is a loser in the eastern part of Almont. "It looks like a mercenary, but I know ignorant things are short-sighted, so I'll just understand this once."

This time, Dolken became unpleasant.

The driver got irritated when he didn't speak.

"Hurry up and lead me!"

The door of your carriage opened and Roel's own face appeared.

"What's going on?"

The scuffle quickly reported that the article went well.

"The mercenary is blocking the way."

Roel said annoyingly.

"Kill it."

"The mercenary must be in charge of the gates."

"Really?"

Roel's son pulled his neck out.

Frowning over Dolken's seemingly miscellaneous doubles, he told the driver.

"Hurry up."

"Yes."

The knights came forward.

Unlike the armed knight in plate armor, Dolken is a simple walk with sweat dust.The knights put their hands on the waist.

The search shook and discorded.

The driver showed his face.

"Do you want to see gear blood?"

Dolken hardened his face.

The rudeness hit the sky.

He vowed not to make exceptions when directing the scriptures.

Dolken answered firmly.

"I told you to follow the order."

The knight's eyes sparkled.

"This bastard crawls!"

An angry knight tried to point a sword at Dolken.

Dolken didn't put up with it either.

As soon as he tried to remove the sword, the neck of the knight who was suddenly buried was separated from his torso.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

"It's murder!"

Screaming broke out everywhere when the driver died.

Surprised knights tried to pull out the sword, but their throats flew away without a moment to react.

The screams grew louder.

Even Dolken was about to get stiff with surprise, but a sign of popularity appeared next to him.

It looked like Kiara.

Kiara said to Dolken.

"Kill the cheeky ones.”

"Kiara, but if you don't use your hands."

"Luther says you can."

Cutting off the demon of the surprised Dolken, she broke the carriage.

"Oh, what's going on?"

The surprised aristocrat fell on his hips and looked at Kiara.

"Who are you?"

"A messenger."

Kiara casually lifted the sword and split her head in half.

"Oh, no!"

The screaming aristocrat was short-lived, with his eyes wide open.

Kia, who suddenly broke into the area and removed all the nobles and guards who caused the disturbance, recovered the body and returned.

Kiara's determined performance soon caught the eye of those who wanted to enter the gate.

Everyone was whispering.

"You are no exception to a noble."

"We should be careful, too.”

People swallowed their mouth water when they killed the aristocrat.

Dolken, who was keeping a close eye on the situation, smiled bitterly without realizing it.

In the meantime, when Luther treated people for free as a miracle wizard, there were people who acted recklessly as if they had to receive it without realizing it, and this incident completely disappeared.

When I found out that the mercy of giving was not always kind, I felt nervous about the expressions of those waiting for the gate.

There are not only good people in the world. After pretending to be poor only when I was in a corner, there were a lot of people who cleaned their mouths when they took care of their teeth.

Luther, who realized Ener's principle, clearly saw the inside.

Luther faced a strange situation while treating a patient with a rotten left leg.

"Ah! It's moving! Move!"

The patient cries out in tears as he cleans up his rotten legs.

He kept his head down.

"Thank you. Thank you very much!"

Luther, who was looking closely at him with a full face, suddenly looked at Ener, who had risen from his chest.

Ener is black.

Ener is the heart and emotion.

Luther read Ener.

I could hear the other person's innermost thoughts.

"You idiot, if I had that talent, I would have made a fortune. Thanks to this idiot, I'm getting free treatment. Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.

Luther looked at the patient silently.

Unlike Ener, the middle-aged person had a grateful look on his face.

He said.

"You don't have to thank me because it's not free."

"What?"

A middle-aged man, who repeatedly thanked him, blinked his eyes.

said Luther.

"I'll pay for the treatment."

"Chi, the cure?”

"You didn't think you'd do it for free, did you?"

"Oh, no, it's not..."

"I could've lost my legs forever, but I've saved my life, so I'll have to pay for it. Give me 10 golds."

The middle-aged man opened his head round.

Luther spoke coldly.

"Why? Nothing?"

"Miracle Wizard. I heard that the wizard is doing the treatment for free."

"The rumor seems to have been misrepresented. I don't want to get it for free, so pay for it."

A middle-aged man fell flat with a pale face when asked to pay.

"Oh, my sorcerer, I've spent all my money on the way here for treatment. Please show mercy."

"No money, no treatment."

Luther, who spoke coolly, grabbed the patient's leg and returned the treated area to its original state.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

The wound rotted away again. When the patient screamed, Luther threw him away and said coldly.

"Without money, there is no cure. I've returned it to its original state, so bring it back.”

"My legs! My legs!"

At one moment, I went back and forth between heaven and hell.

Luther winked as the middle-aged man cried. Kane, who was watching, casually grabbed the middle-aged man and dragged him out.

Elena asked."Why did you drink from the treatment?"

"He doesn't appreciate it.”

"I cried and cried because I thanked you.”

"It's just what it looks like."

Elena was puzzled by Luther's words, but soon convinced.

There was nothing emotional about what he did.

There must have been a reason.

Since then, some patients have had black ulterior motives like middle-aged people who had been kicked out.

You're treating you for free? He's a fool.’

How can I make money out of this guy?’

'Hhhh. If you get into another accident, you'll be treated by this guy.’

I can't read Ener because I can't communicate until I get treatment.

However, when he opened his heart, his dark inner thoughts continued to Luther.

Every time Luther frowned.

It's not a good thing to read the other person's mind.’

If there is good, there is evil.

A whirlwind of false emotions made Luther mentally exhausted.

However, he paid a considerable price for making himself angry.

Those with black-minded energers, who thought they were not paid, were indifferent to Luther's demand for money.

Whenever that happened, it was returned as it was for middle-aged people.

Kane kicked out all of them begging.

Luther's expression deepened.

This is why it has to be different from the devil's path.’

The devil did not discriminate against anyone. However, he was reluctant to do so.

Luther's victory over Dolken was because he felt his heart for himself.

Rather than being thankful for himself, he had no intention of embracing the ener of things he used or considered easy.

However, those with black ulterior motives were extremely rare.

It was because of those who were eagerly waiting for Luther to never stop treatment.

Luther treated a child with a skin disease.

He was a child with a rare treatment disease that hardened his body like a tree.

The child smiled brightly after the treatment.

A white ener was delivered.

'Thank you, Wizard.'

The child smiled brightly and shed tears. Luther smiled face to face at the child.

The driving force behind continuing treatment even if something annoying happens a few times right away was patients with pure hearts like the child in front of them.

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