Translated by A Passing Wanderer
Edited by RED
Rover thought about it deeply for a bit before shaking his head. "I'm sorry, sir, but I don't recognise those names."
"I see."
I figured that those three must be working their butts off somewhere. Also, Gril said that he knew an acquaintance in this place, so they should be fine.
I was pretty certain that they were collecting intel in their own way. We should just get in touch at a later stage.
"Cough, cough!"
I heard someone coughing helplessly and turned my head in that direction.
The elderly women and the children had been grouped together to a side of the church. Their skins had turned purplish in hue.
It was the plague at work. A heavy amount of contagions wafted around in the surrounding air and unclaimed corpses were discarded everywhere, so it was not surprising to see diseases flare up like this.