Chapter 247: Plague? Rebellion! (Part 2)

Upon hearing the familiar name, Snick whipped around and chased the goblin and his voice into a dilapidated shack.

The room was dimly lit, with a few greasy candles barely illuminating a corner.

Sniffles lay on a bed made of rotten planks, trembling all over, his lips turning purple, like a tomato about to rot. His mucus... even more spectacular than usual, almost burying his whole face, looking quite miserable.

"Boss, I'm dying..." Sniffles whimpered in a weak voice, his eyes barely open, looking pitifully at Snick.

"Don't die! Hold on for me!" Snick kicked aside whatever was blocking his way, rushed to Sniffles' side, grabbed his collar, and shook him violently. "Aren't you the toughest one? How are you dying?!"

"Boss... my stomach hurts... hic..."

Already unwell, Sniffles nearly fainted from being shaken like that.

He whimpered and a trickle of some unknown liquid dribbled from his mouth, almost spilling onto Snick.