What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god? - Chapter 607

Eros frowned, and without any thoughts, he walked to the French window in front.

Then, the scene outside was reflected in his eyes.

In the open space in front of the church, those patients infected with plague were scattered all over the ground like rag dolls thrown away by the god of death.

Their bodies were covered with black spots, which were the marks left by death on their skin, one piece after another, shocking.

Swollen lymph nodes bulged abruptly in the neck, armpits and groin, as if the devil had planted a tumor in their bodies, causing their bodies to twist and deform.

They had a high fever, their lips were cracked and peeling, and they lost their minds due to the pain, and began to utter meaningless mumblings.

Some were still coughing violently, as if they were going to cough out their lungs every time.

The blood coughed out before had already dried up at the mouth, like a bunch of withered red flowers.

Different patients have different tragedies, but without exception, their eyes are filled with fear and despair of death.

The clergy in robes moved heavily among them, their eyes full of compassion.

That was the intolerance of the disappearance of life and the helplessness of the coming of suffering.

They checked the status of the patients one by one, and every touch was a caress of despair, but facing the death that came like a tide, their compassion seemed so small.

Eros closed his eyes and suddenly blamed himself for his good eyesight. Even at night, he could see clearly in the distance.

He had seen miserable people in the past, but so many miserable people gathered together, still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

These people in front of him were still some living people half a day ago, but in just half a day, they became what they are now, like… like a pile of maggots that are rotting but still wriggling.

Scolem, who was standing next to him, seemed to have noticed the subtle changes in Eros’s expression. He spoke in a soothing voice, as if he was talking to himself or to Eros:

“This is the tragedy that the cultists deliberately created for their own purposes.”

Eros was silent and did not speak.

Scolem did not care about this. He just paused for a moment and continued:

“Do you want to find a room in the church to rest, or should I take you back to rest?”

Hearing this, Eros shook his head and said in a complicated tone:

“No, I’ll walk back by myself and take a look on the way.”

Scolem did not speak anymore, but just stood quietly in front of the window, watching the patients who were still being sent in from the outside world.

Eros let out a long breath, said goodbye to Scolem, and turned to leave.

On the way back, he saw many people wearing bird-beak masks walking through the ruins. They carried patients on stretchers, either to the hospital or to the church.

The reason for the two differences is that the poor people who have no savings can only hope for free medical care in the church.

And those who have savings at home and can afford the treatment costs will mostly choose to go to the hospital.

Compared with the illusory gods and priests who don’t even have a practicing doctor’s license, they obviously trust the hospital more.

Eros walked on the road in silence, and suddenly, he was stopped by a man wearing a bird-beak mask.

Just when Eros was about to ask the other party what was wrong, the other party scolded him directly without knowing the truth, then handed him a bird-beak mask and urged him to put it on quickly.

“Damn it! How dare you wander around without any protection? Don’t you know that the plague that broke out this time is the plague?”

“That damn thing is contagious!”

“If you were my nephew, I would kick your ass with my leather boots.”

“Put it on quickly, and then leave this area quickly. Go to the hospital to confirm whether you have been infected. You are such a worrying kid.”

Eros was stunned for a moment when he looked at the bird-beak mask handed to him. Then, a smile appeared on his face, and he thanked the person who came:

“Thank you!”

“Don’t talk nonsense! Put it on quickly, and leave this area.” The man opposite still used impolite words.

In order to avoid subsequent troubles, Eros still listened to the man’s words and put on the bird-beak mask in his hand.

Suddenly, a smell of medicine rushed into his nose.

The man saw that he put it on, so he walked to the side and continued to be busy.

After watching the figure return to the busy crowd, Eros continued to move forward.

After walking along the street cleared from the ruins for a while, a dividing line suddenly appeared in front of him.

Further ahead, there were houses that were still well preserved and streets that were still clean and tidy.

Eros understood that he had left the slums.

Although the street in front of him was also crowded, it was obviously not as noisy and crowded as the slums.

Those guys who were concerned about their decency still paid attention to etiquette until now.

Eros stepped forward and found an empty corner to enter the spirit world.

Looking further would only make him feel upset, so he should finish what he was going to do as soon as possible.

After collecting his thoughts, Eros shuttled through the spirit world and quickly rushed to the coordinates corresponding to a certain address in the world.

It didn’t take long for him to arrive at No. 17, Corniche Avenue. Looking at the brightly lit villa in front of him, Eros was stunned for a moment, and then he felt relieved.

Such a big thing happened in Haidaram, someone must come to inform them. It would be strange if it was still dark at this time.

Eros reached out and took off the bird-beak mask on his face, tucked it under his armpit, and then reached out to ring the doorbell on the outer door leading to the courtyard.

As the doorbell rang from the courtyard, a male servant soon came out.

The male servant obviously knew Eros. When he saw that it was Eros who came to visit late at night, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and said to Eros respectfully:

“Mr. Doyle, wait a moment! I will go and notify the lady to come and open the door.”

“Ah?” To be honest, the male servant’s answer made Eros stunned for a while.

Why do you have to notify the lady to come and open the door? Can’t you open it yourself?

It’s not like he doesn’t know him. After all, his current identity in the Haidaram noble circle is Horst Morin Milan’s nephew, not a stranger.

Is it suspected that he is someone else’s pretending?

But this shouldn’t be the case. If he suspected that he was pretending, how could he notify Mrs. Horst and ask her to come and open the door in person.

Just when Eros was stunned and puzzled, a blonde lady walked towards the gate from the villa. It was Selena’s mother, Anne’s aunt.

The blonde lady walked to the gate, stretched out her hand to open the gate, and then smiled apologetically at Eros and explained:

“Horst promised his eldest brother that if you come here in the future, the door will not be allowed to let you in, so the male servants dare not open the door for you.”

Eros blinked his eyes. Is the ultimate daughter slave afraid that he will come to find his precious daughter?

“Then why did you come to open the door for me, madam?” Eros asked with some amusement.

The blonde lady blinked at Eros and said cunningly:

“What does Horst’s promise to his elder brother have to do with me?”

This… is indeed very reasonable.

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