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    Chapter 149 – Commoner and Devil

    Chapter 149 – Commoner and Devil

    Chapter 149 – Commoner and Devil

    Although Cyrus outwardly disdained the Church, halfway through the banquet, the Duke of Batley still sent someone to call him over to socialize with the royal family and members of the Church.

    Ning Fei also wanted to join in the fun and see what was happening, and Cyrus was still heavily influenced by the “oracle,” so he readily agreed. However, he still had some concerns, not about his own father, but: “Are you sure? Earl Andrew is still there.”

    Ning Fei smiled slightly: “I’m just going to listen, I don’t need to participate in any topics. If anything unexpected happens, I believe you can protect me, right?”

    “Of course!” Cyrus immediately perked up, pounding his chest to guarantee it. So the two hit it off and went together openly to the country’s “top social circle.”

    Regardless of how many others looked askance, at least within this top circle of celebrities and nobles, there were three people who clearly focused their gaze on Ning Fei.

    – Duan Yunhong, the Duke of Batley, and Miar.

    The Duke of Batley was surprised to see that Cyrus had actually brought Ning Fei along. But in front of the royal family and the clergy, the Duke couldn’t reprimand his youngest son on the spot, so he could only glare at him, hoping he would realize how absurd he was being. However, Cyrus simply pretended not to see it, and came over under the condemning gaze.

    He even smoothly greeted the members of the royal family, and then naturally joined the conversation, without any intention of introducing Ning Fei. On the contrary, a princess in name only – actually the daughter of a prince – asked: “Cyrus, who is that behind you?”

    Cyrus didn’t point out Ning Fei’s commoner status in front of this group of nobles, but vaguely replied: “He is my friend.”

    “Doctor Ning is your friend?”

    Miar suddenly spoke, looking surprised: “No wonder he disdains becoming a Church doctor, so he not only comes from the commoner street, but is also a friend of young Batley.”

    Ning Fei: ???

    – I haven’t offended you, and you even got a free medical treatment from me, and now you’re trying to set me up?

    Ning Fei couldn’t help but suspect that Duan Yunhong had said something bad about him during his contact with Miar, otherwise why would Miar open his mouth with such obvious hostility?

    And very teasingly, sounding like jealousy.

    Miar’s words had a clear effect, and Ning Fei’s commoner status immediately caused the princesses and noble ladies to exclaim in low voices: “He’s a commoner?”

    “Yes, I’m a commoner.” Ning Fei formally saluted, and then looked at Miar as he stood up, smiling slightly, “Miar, are you feeling better? Can you sit still? Can you lie flat? Is the place I stitched up for you last time working well? Any ‘customer’ feedback?”

    The crowd’s expressions became subtle when they heard the word “customer.”

    Who here wasn’t sophisticated, who didn’t know the ins and outs of suggestive metaphors and jokes. Especially the royal family and nobles, now they weren’t surprised, but watching the Church’s drama – who told the Church members to be their “toys” in the first place.

    Ning Fei used these people’s attitude of enjoying the spectacle and not fearing big troubles to continue his attack: “Also, I heard that other doctors are continuing to treat patients with the prescription I gave you the first time, I wonder if it fits your actual situation. If you need it, I can help you check it again. Ah, I almost forgot, the Church won’t pay commoner doctors for treatment, so let’s forget about it. I’m also worried that the Church won’t pay its own doctors, so I still respectfully decline the position of Church doctor.”

    He suddenly launched into such a long tirade of sarcasm that everyone present was stunned – of course, except for Duan Yunhong.

    The royal family and other nobles were impressed by Ning Fei’s courage and arrogance, daring to say a bunch of such vulgar, disrespectful words to the Church in front of so many people who could “crush him with a flick of their fingers.” By the way, they were also secretly amused that the Church would have such a big joke, enough for them to discuss and ridicule for a long time. The members of the Church were used to bossing around commoners, and didn’t expect that a commoner would dare to openly utter such outrageous words to the high-ranking members of the Church on this occasion, having come alone.

    And so filthy, distorted, and humiliating!

    The most reactive was naturally Miar, his face flushed, glaring at Ning Fei: “Doctor Ning, don’t talk nonsense in front of the King, Queen, and clergy…!”

    “Nonsense? I’m telling the truth, I say this to everyone from the Church who comes to talk to me, after all, I haven’t received the consultation fee yet. However, I didn’t expect the Church’s debt to be so hard to collect. I’ve said it every time I’ve seen someone, and I haven’t seen any money yet.” Ning Fei shook his head lightly, clicking his tongue and sighing, “I’m a commoner, unlike Church doctors who can eat and live for free. If you don’t give me a hundred coins, I won’t dare to take on Church work in the future…”

    Miar’s eyes were about to turn red.

    He repeatedly wanted to interrupt Ning Fei, but couldn’t find the words to say. After all, Miar was still young, how could he keep up with Ning Fei’s sarcastic rhythm. He was already overwhelmed with anger, and if the royal family, dukes, earls, etc. weren’t present, and he barely remembered that he had to maintain the image of a quasi-saint, he might have lost it on the spot.

    Just then, Miar heard a “chuckle” behind him.

    It was Duan Yunhong who chuckled softly.

    Originally, because the scene was too noisy, others didn’t hear it. But Miar was in front of him, and turned to look at him abruptly, causing everyone’s gaze to turn over as well.

    The royal family and other nobles: …Hey, you can’t hold it in, can’t even watch a joke?

    Miar immediately “turned the gun,” frowning at Duan Yunhong: “Earl Andrew, do you believe this absurd statement? This commoner is slandering the Church, this is not a laughing matter.”

    Duan Yunhong glanced at Ning Fei – coincidentally, Ning Fei was also looking at him, the two made eye contact – and then withdrew his gaze, slowly saying: “Regardless of whether this matter is true or not, the fact that a hundred coins can slander the Church, isn’t that funny in itself? If it’s slander, why not say a larger amount, a thousand, ten thousand, wouldn’t that be more effective. If it’s not slander, why is the Church unwilling to pay even a hundred coins?”

    Miar said: “The fact is not as he said, he himself is unwilling to take the money!”

    “It’s ridiculous, I put in the work, why would you say I’m unwilling to take the money.” Ning Fei reached out to him, “I’m willing to take it now, so pay up.”

    Miar: “…”

    He wished he could hit Ning Fei’s hand hard. He was dressed very beautifully and solemnly today, but he didn’t carry a penny on him, what quasi-saint would stuff a bunch of money in his pocket?

    “Enough.” One of the clergymen who had been silent finally spoke, “Doctor Ning, right? It’s your job to collect consultation fees, but you should go to the Church and take it through normal channels. Now you have mixed into the royal banquet, begging for a hundred coins like a beggar, which is a bit too impolite. But you are a commoner, it’s normal that you don’t understand these things. I’ll have someone bring you the hundred coins, and you can leave, don’t put on such a clumsy performance here.”

    As soon as these words came out, Duan Yunhong knew that Ning Fei would not let it go.

    As someone who had been confronted by Ning Fei countless times, Duan Yunhong knew his lethality best. In the past, he would endure it, all for the sake of subsequent missions. Now that he had actively attacked Miar and the Church, it was wishful thinking to expect him to back down first.

    Then again, when Ning Fei’s target of attack was not himself, Duan Yunhong still liked to watch him perform. The verbal jousting, extremely sharp, like a blade unsheathed, was too beautiful.

    But Ning Fei was beautiful even when he didn’t speak.

    – Purple suits him very well. But where did this brooch and ring come from, did someone give them to him? …

    Just as Duan Yunhong was staring at Ning Fei and letting his thoughts wander, Ning Fei, as expected, was not afraid of the clergyman’s intimidation, and retorted: “A clumsy performance? I’m collecting a hundred coins that the Church has owed me for several months, is that a performance? Okay, you think I don’t understand the broken etiquette of the nobles, then we’ll use the commoner’s way to speak more directly!”

    He directly raised his voice, which was good, the people around were already secretly paying attention to what was happening here at the royal family’s side, and now they were openly eavesdropping. Duan Yunhong laughed inwardly, and turned his head to look at the direction of the band. The conductor was also secretly paying attention to the situation, and Duan Yunhong made a gesture, and the music stopped accordingly.

    The originally noisy banquet hall gradually quieted down under this operation.

    The atmosphere suddenly stagnated, giving people a sense of oppression that they couldn’t open their mouths.

    Ning Fei didn’t care, he wanted more people to hear it in the first place. He stared at the clergyman, and said in a cold voice: “You said that after I treated Miar’s butt, I should take the consultation fee through ‘normal channels’? What are ‘normal channels’, the Church’s steward tried to make me do those dirty deals for you too, and if I didn’t go, they wouldn’t give me the money, and even didn’t want to let me leave, are those the Church’s ‘normal channels’? I didn’t agree, so they sent people to break into my house at night to smash and rob, and even wanted to rape me and a minor, and even kill us, is that called ‘normal channels’?”

    Duan Yunhong listened with a frown.

    Ning Fei’s words weren’t finished yet: “Also, you are spreading the venereal disease prescription I gave out, and you’re not going to give me the money for that either, right? If you don’t give it, then forget it, but you’re changing the ingredients and proportions without authorization, causing damage to the patients’ liver and kidneys, and accelerating their deaths. If someone dies as a result in the future, will that be counted on my head too? Everyone here, if you’ve recently tried the prescription spread by the Church to treat your venereal disease, don’t trust it too much. If you are cured to death one day, there is a debtor…”

    “Devil’s words, devil’s words!” The clergyman was also so angry that his face turned blue, and he interrupted Ning Fei’s words with a loud shout, “This person is possessed by a demon, everything he says is crazy talk, bewitching and confusing people, don’t listen, don’t believe! Someone, take this person out, take him to the Church – he needs to be purified, purified immediately, otherwise he will harm the world, it’s very dangerous!”

    The Church’s attendants immediately surrounded from the periphery, aggressively trying to capture Ning Fei. Cyrus exclaimed “How dare you…!”, and Duan Yunhong knew in his heart that Ning Fei would not be easily captured, but his toes still couldn’t help but turn towards him.

    Just as someone among the approaching Church attendants drew his sword and raised it high towards Ning Fei, a violent wind suddenly rose!

    “Ahhh—!”

    The violent whirlwind exploded with Ning Fei as the center, instantly blowing the surrounding people two or three meters away, rolling on the ground and colliding with each other. The entire banquet hall was affected, people were staggering, and all kinds of objects were blown away. For a time, screams and the sounds of things smashing to the ground were mixed together, the scene was like a living hell.

    “Devil! Devil – kill him!!!” The clergyman was lying on the ground, tightly grabbing an attendant, and shouting with all his might, “Kill this devil!”

    However, in an era where magic was waning, who could approach Ning Fei in the midst of the whirlwind at this time? Perhaps Duan Yunhong could with his physical skills, but he was only kneeling on one knee, holding back the whirlwind, staring at Ning Fei but not moving.

    The deep purple clothes and black hair were dancing in the wind, Ning Fei looked really like a demon crawling out of the depths of hell.

    – He actually spent a lot of luck to exchange for top-level light magic and wind magic…

    “Kill me? Ha, the Church that can’t even use light magic, how can it exorcise demons! It’s just finding an excuse to blatantly beat, abuse, and kill people! Killing people, coincidentally, I can do it too. The people you sent were killed by me, and you will suffer the same fate! You are all guilty!”

    Ning Fei’s voice spread to every corner of the hall through the wind, like a cold winter wind blowing over everyone’s heart: “Starting tomorrow, I will kill one member of the Church or a noble every week – including the royal family.

    “If any of you ‘deserve to die’, then write his name on the central square. Remember to write it bigger, clearer, if I can’t see it, I’ll pretend it wasn’t written. If it’s not written, then I’ll just pick one at random.”

    “Who will become a dead person in seven days? I’m looking forward to it.”

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