It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 480 If you can't hit Grete, let's fight the cowpox first!
A week later, [Viper] Arezzo sat under the desk lamp and silently opened his notebook.

On February 2th, the tavern played cards.

On February 2th, the tavern played cards.

On February 2th, the tavern played cards.

February 2th... You can't be so decadent!cheer up!Find a way!
On February 2th, the tavern played cards.

On February 2th, the tavern played cards.

Uh……

In fact, it's not that he didn't work at all... At least, Mr. [Viper] took it very seriously when he left early and returned late every day to observe the activity patterns of the target person.

Hiding outside the mage tower in the morning, watching Gretel riding the silver moon deer across the wilderness like a gust of wind, heading straight for the Oak Grove Medical Research Institute;

At night, I hid far away in the woods outside the hospital, watching Gretel riding the Silvermoon Deer, rushing to the field at no slow speed, and galloping back to the Mage Tower at full speed;

Or the hospital in the morning and the mage tower in the evening; the hospital in the morning and the hospital in the evening...

The big deer with a shoulder height of more than two meters and two horns spreading nearly four meters is obviously a middle-level, close to high-level monster.The fighting ability is not weak, and the running ability is stronger.

Arezzo estimated that if it ran with all its strength, even if he could catch up with it, it would definitely show its signs...

Although the target is not worthy of this mount at all.

Mr. Arezzo could see clearly that every time he got on and off his mount, Gretel would either climb up the deer's back by stepping on the steps, or be picked up by the barbarians, or be picked up by the silver moon deer... Without external force, he Can't even climb up!

Oh, and that barbarian!

Every time the target travels, there are either two or three people on Yinyuelu's back.Barbarians are also close to high-level fighters, full of energy and vigilance.With the close protection of soldiers, the difficulty of killing the mage is more than doubled.

And that elf beauty.Although I don't know how strong she is because I'm far away, but occasionally I look back on the back of the deer, and those eyes are shining brightly, which makes my heart shiver.

Mr. Arezzo felt that it is better to be careful, and it is best to be ignorant, fatal with one blow, and travel thousands of miles.He [Viper] Arezzo can't do the kind of rough work that shocked the whole city before he succeeded, and caused a large number of hidden piles to be uprooted...

By the way, what's the name of that idiot who killed half of the city's hidden piles before?Forget it, that's not important.

The important thing is that the target is not very close.Mr. Arezzo made the plan and overturned it, overturned it and made it again, shaking his head again and again:

A truck broke a wheel while driving, overturned and blocked the road?
The funeral procession carried the coffin by, and when it got to the target, the coffin collapsed?

Rich man's bodyguard chasing the thief, getting close to the target?
Making these accidents, sneaking up close in the crowd, and killing them with one blow is Mr. Viper's specialty.However, the target only went to the wilderness, and the speed was fast.Monsters that are close to high-level are not things that can be brought down like traps or traps...

Forget it, it's better than staying in the mage's tower and not going out 360 days a year.Mr. Arezzo shook his head and continued to play cards in the tavern.

Amidst the smog, many half-truths, half-false and miscellaneous news spread out quietly.

"A pair of six."

"A pair of eight....Did you hear that, those big bosses are going to scrape money from us again."

"A pair of nines....Which month do they not scrape? Doing business in the city of mages, and not being scrapped by mages, do you still want to succeed?"

"A pair of queens...To be honest, Nevis City is considered a well-behaved place. As long as you pay your taxes on time, there are usually no major problems. If you change it to another place, you can swallow you in one bite, and you have nothing to reason with." go."

"No....It's true. But this time it was too hard. It is said that an additional tax of 900,000 gold coins will be levied!"

"Eight 900,000!!! What happened? The Radiance Sect is calling again?"

"No!... It seems that some big boss said that the smallpox vaccine should be vaccinated for the whole city. You know, one gold coin, so many poor people in the city, this money can't be paid to us?— —Three four with one pair of three."

"Three seven belts and one pair of six. That's too much! There are eight people in our family, and I paid out eighty gold coins, and want to scrape my money again? If I had known, I would have waited until each person got one gold coin." Time to go again!"

"Three 10s and a pair of 8s. Isn't this forcing us to raise those poor ghosts? We were asked to pay for public toilets and tap water last time, but this time we are still asked to pay! Nobles don't pay, temples don't pay, just squeeze us!"

Signor Arezzo finished the game, earned two silver coins, and got up quietly.He went into the toilet, turned his coat over, put on a fake beard, and smeared his face and hair a few times, bending his waist.When he walked out, he had already become another person.

The Mr. Viper made his way through the crowd and ordered a glass of Dunbar at the bar.While drinking, he naturally moved aside and joined the chat of another group of drinkers:

"By the way, have you ever heard that...the stuff that gets injected into our bodies comes from cows?"

"What? On a cow?!"

"Why don't you know? It's written on the "Ordinary Magician..." and so on!"

"Those magicians are so hateful, they bully us so we can't see them, and they wantonly squeeze us out of money!"

"It's just money! —— My maid has a cousin, and her sister-in-law was planted with this. It is said that from the place where the arm was punctured, a thick layer grew, like cowhide! Now it's gone It's grown to the length of an arm!"

"Is it so scary?"

"Do you think those magicians will trick us into planting this, and ask us to pay a ransom when we are about to turn into cattle?"

"...Isn't it? The archmages are still reasonable, and besides, there are legendary mages watching!"

"But I heard that the person who made this thing is a necromancer! The Plague School!"

"Necromancer..." The drinkers shivered collectively, and those who were originally drunk were startled awake a bit.Then, Mr. Arezzo saw a few drunks staggering, each looking for reasons to leave the tavern, probably trying to find a way.

...Are you so afraid of necromancers?

Mr. Arezzo laughed dumbfounded.He also swayed, left the tavern, and returned to his residence.Not long after, he changed into another look and appearance, got into the carriage, and went to the club to play cards and chat.

Even if he didn't fan the flames, some undercurrents of worry were secretly spreading in the city of Nevis.The words of real gold and silver are the loudest. Who will pay for the extra cost of eight 900,000 gold coins?

Even if the council can reduce the cost by half, it will cost 500,000, right?Lower it by half again, two 300,000?

That's a gold coin!Not copper!And it's an additional tax in addition to normal taxes!You know, two to three thousand gold coins can buy a good set of knight armor, or a manor in the outer suburbs of Nevis!

Anyone who is cut by a knife will hurt!

In a high-end villa in the Garden District, more than a dozen gentlemen in silk coats passed around a drawing and laughed lowly from time to time:
On the drawing, a woman is being vaccinated with her sleeves rolled up.And around her, there are already five or six people who have grown bull noses, horns, bull heads, and even calves emerging from various parts of their bodies...

"Mr. Don Desi is a wonderful pen."

"The woman's expression is extremely vivid."

"It will be published in the tabloids tomorrow, and it will be spread in every tavern, right?"

"I don't know how many people I can scare..."

"...So, we're going to stop this." A gentleman with wool curly hair and a dark blue velvet coat slammed the table.He stood up tall, waved his hands, and tried to increase his momentum:

"Even mages can't do whatever they want... Nevis City is the city of Nevis for everyone, not just the city of Nevis for mages! You can't let them rob money if they want to, and take strange things Inject it into our bodies and pass a bill on the head!"

"Even if it's Legendary who speaks?"

Someone below asked quietly.The speaker was suffocated, and the white wool curly hair on his head seemed to be a little gray.He paused, still struggling to answer:

"Legends can't ignore the opinions of all citizens! The city of Nevis has a population of millions, and he is not the only one who has the final say! Mage, temple, nobles, and citizens rule the city together. This is the agreement made when the city was established. It was written at the foot of Igor Peak, on the first stone tablet at the beginning of the mountain road!"

"The goddess taught us to be kind and compassionate, and to take care of the poor who have no clothes, no food, and are sick." At the side of the long oval table, another person spoke in a low voice:

"It doesn't make sense to not pay the poor to get rid of smallpox just because 'we've got it against this' — at least, not to say it out loud for everyone."

"You object to my opinion?"

"No. I just wish there was a better reason."

"What about the cowhide and horns that grow out of cowpox?"

"It's been confirmed. The horns are just a rumor. It's a clown in a circus pretending to have fun. As for the cowhide, the servant of the God of Nature, the priest of the Goddess, and a pharmacist have confirmed that it's just a simple dermatitis. Herbal remedies are easy to cure."

"..."

"Using such untenable reasons to secretly incite the citizens is fine. Opposing the parliament openly is not acceptable. The rules of this world are ultimately in the hands of those with power—is it legendary to attack the parliament with false reasons? Mage, won’t you kill people?”

The original speaker fell silent and sat down in silence.But the person who refuted him stood up from the shadows, looked around, and raised his voice:

"Gentlemen, don't want to pay, don't want to pay for the poor. Ordinary citizens can say that. We can't say it. In the newspapers, in the squares, in the town hall meetings, we need stronger reasons -"

He paused and looked around.The surrounding audience all raised their heads and looked at him with respect:
"To be more specific, we need more noble reasons to support our purpose! Gentlemen, we must be morally impeccable at all times!"

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