Evil always comes from courage

Looking at Henry Jane who turned his head and ignored him, James Burt felt that this person was really boring. He might as well tease Alice Letasha. It was very funny to see how she wanted to have an attack but was secretly suppressing it.

Soon, Pope Waldo led everyone into the room mentioned before.

Alice Letasha glanced around briefly. It seemed to be a private lounge. It was not too big, but not too small either. Even with three people standing in the middle, it seemed very spacious.

The two previous believers followed closely, obviously with the presence of Pope Waldo, they also had some confidence in their hearts, and they kept following closely, not knowing what they wanted to do.

As soon as Alice Letasha looked at them, they immediately glanced at James Burt who had not yet entered the lounge, as if asking him for help.

She immediately understood their purpose, pushed James Burt directly into the lounge, and scolded the two men angrily;

"You two, get out of here and don't stand at the door and eavesdrop!"

It wasn't until he drove away the two men and saw them lingering uneasily at the intersection where the dispute occurred on the promenade that they were far away, that he warned Henry Jane with a serious expression;

"Henry Jane, you are staring at the two of them at the door. No one is allowed to come near except those who were at the meeting last night."

James Bert shrugged and sighed helplessly at Pope Waldo;

"It turns out that Miss Alice Letasha would be so angry."

He was quite benevolent. He said this as if nothing had happened before, it was just that she was in a bad mood.

Pope Waldo didn't say anything. He has been like this since the first day he was borrowed. He is very talkative, no matter what the occasion. He could say a few words. His eyes were on Alice Letasha, just waiting for her to come in.

Soon Alice Letasha closed the door, and before everyone sat down, she Turning back to Pope Waldo, who had a serious face, his first words were filled with excitement;

"I'm shocked at my stupidity for not thinking of this yesterday. We're in big trouble. Aldrich died of illness last night!"

A few people froze at first, and then James Bert reacted first, and immediately whistled jokingly, thinking to himself, it seems that there will be something good to watch next.

Pope Waldo glanced at James. Ms. Burt glanced at her as a warning, then settled on Alice Letasha's slightly complaining and anxious eyes, confirming that she was really anxious.

Still smiling appropriately, Ben looked at James Ms. Bert's serious and tense face also melted slightly, just like a piece of old butter gradually melting after encountering high temperature in a pot, and her expression gradually became more natural.

"What's wrong with you? Shouldn't Aldrich die of illness?"

As soon as he spoke, his unhurried charm showed off his noble demeanor.

Upon hearing this, Alice Letasha immediately glanced around the room, making sure it was just that big, and then looked at Pope Waldo again. Once again, she confirmed that it was indeed him.

Now she also frowned, wondering why he was pretending to be stupid. She tilted her head slightly and asked in confusion;

"Is there anyone around here? Or is the sound insulation not good?"

Pope Waldo shook his head slowly;

"No, I'm sure this room is that big and there's no one else but us."

Alice Letasha was relieved now, but her voice was also lowered a little, and she held her forehead and said;

"I mean he really died of illness, he died of the Sporose blight."

Pope Waldo slowly picked up a glass of cold water, offered it with both hands, and handed it to Alice Letasha, who was obviously much more excited than usual. She was still very calm and steady, and just continued to ask questions;

"Which one is the worst?"

Alice Letasha subconsciously took it, and under Pope Waldo's dead and silent gaze, she took a small sip and then put it back into his hand and said;

"Yes, you are right, it is the most ancient and primitive one."

James Burt finally couldn't listen anymore. What was this? He interrupted the two of them and asked;

"What are you talking about and why do you mention blood plague?"

This time it was Alice Letasha's eyes widened with a look of shock;

"Wait, Bansfather, Knight Bate, didn’t tell you anything?"

On the contrary, it was Pope Waldo at this moment. Judging from his almost unchanged expression, he obviously knew about this.

James Burt looked left and right, with a question mark on his face like a fool, and said doubtfully;

"say what?"

Alice Letasha's hand that was originally holding her forehead turned into one hand covering her eyes, pinching her eyebrows. She really couldn't see this guy anymore;

"Regarding yesterday’s meeting, you didn’t tell him what he was here for?"

James Burt replied truthfully and heartlessly;

"Aren't we short of manpower and do you need me to help?"

"Oh my god, get going."

Alice Letasha finally couldn't bear it anymore. She pulled James Burt away and decided to talk to Pope Waldo about business first;

"Aldrich may have died earlier. He was beaten by Kos before, which obviously accelerated his death. We may have less than two days left."

At this point, she paused, because she seemed to hear some movement outside the door, so she turned her head and listened carefully for a moment, and found that there was none, and then continued her analysis;

"But the most important thing is that he may have seen a doctor during this period. This is the worst. How many holy consecrations have you found? We have to find the ship's doctor immediately, gather them in advance, and perform the consecration in a unified way."

Pope Waldo put down the tea cup leisurely, turned around again, stood one step away from her, and watched the visitor quietly, as he would for every believer who came to visit him. Calm as water, just said lightly;

"Maybe you don't need to be so anxious. If all this has already started, we can only calm down and do our best."

At this moment, Alice Letasha was speechless. She didn't know what to say.