If the court clerks in the port of Piraeus had only vaguely felt that His Majesty the Co-Emperor was making a fuss before, then a series of orders from John almost made his brain lose the ability to think about problems.

At this time, it had only been a hundred years since the continent had stumbled away from the devastating devastation that had crossed the east and west, and a thick black fog had claimed the lives of more than 20 million people in five years, and one-third of the continent's population had fallen under the watchful eyes of rats and death.

Quarantine the population and close the city gates......

What does this mean?

"Your Majesty, what do you mean ......"

"Why are you still stunned! Go on! ”

At this time, John's anger had reached an untold level, and the source of the plague was probably in the city of Athens, and every second of delay brought hundreds of lives.

"Your Majesty, the landing board is ready, should we ......"

"Wait...... Wait until Latius comes. In case, in case it was a mistake in my judgment, I would personally apologize to him. If we go ashore, we will cause the spread of the plague. But if this is really the source of a plague, then we need to prepare for the worst. John lowered his hand weakly and looked at the dusty Orthodox crucifixion in the Admiral's room.

"May the Lord bless ......"

……

Latius, already exhausted, rode his horse all the way into the port of Piraeus. The guards had rarely seen such a gaffe in the newly appointed duke. The street vendors in the port area who could not avoid were knocked on their backs by Latius's war horse, but they just wanted to open their mouths to scold, and after seeing the comer, they could only swallow the words back into their stomachs.

Latius, who had been on the horse for half his life, knew very well in his heart that even if his relationship with John was not so pleasant at this time because of the problems of the Athens Academy, the co-emperor who led the empire from the boundless darkness step by step stepping on the corpses of the Ottomans to break out of the shackles, would definitely not joke with the edict.

Even if he had received a report just a few minutes earlier, it had made him feel cold all over.

"Your Majesty!"

With a long groan, the warhorse sent Latius to the side of the Ebius Radiance.

It was only after a few minutes that a landing board was lowered on the side side, and John stepped down the deck alone.

"Your Majesty...... What are you? ”

John tore the linen bag in the back compartment and folded them into squares, with a strong smell of raw rum on them.

"Latius, let's put aside the matter about the Academy of Athens for now...... I'll cut it short. There are no sick people in the city of Athens today, where the population is relatively concentrated. They feel hot and cold, accompanied by symptoms such as diarrhea and vomiting......"

Before John could finish speaking, Latius's face became paler and paler, and what had happened in the city of Athens was now clear.

"Your Majesty, in the latest report given to me by my Interior Governor half an hour ago, the number of fever patients in Athens has reached hundreds in just half a day...... And that's just the numbers the clergy have just investigated. Maybe ......"

"No need to do it anymore, there are already many people on my ship, put martial law on the whole city, and then send a warning to the rulers of all the surrounding settlements...... Send another urgent letter to Constantinople, and finally ......"

"Martial law in the whole city!"

This process is already familiar to the survivors behind the shadows, and this experience is like a catacombs in Paris, piled up with wisps of lost souls.

The gates of the sea wall of the port of Piraeus and the three gates of Athens were completely closed due to the spread of a plague, but the news of the plague descending on the Empire spread wildly and unhindered.

"Brother Arion!"

The port of Piraeus, including the sick aboard the Ebius Radiance, was temporarily transferred to the Convent of Casariani in the city. For more than 100 years after the end of the Middle Ages, a large part of the West's shallow understanding of medicine was in the hands of the clergy. When the arion, dressed in black cloth robes, walked into the monastery of Casariani with his body bent over, everyone except John breathed a sigh of relief.

Arion was actually a monastic monk from Venice, who did not serve God, but the people of the world who had been blessed by God. Second, he did not come to the Roman Empire to preach, but to gain deeper knowledge to fight against the diseases that afflicted the people.

He and his father had saved countless times the Black Death during the plague, and he had inherited his father's mantle and enjoyed great prestige among Venice and the Empire.

Arion didn't know John, but no one didn't know John and Sophia's purple shoulders. In today's world, where people generally trust prayer and witchcraft, it is inconceivable that royalty can give up their lives to ordinary hermitage doctors.

"Lord Duke...... The situation in Athens is bad. I've just come from Westside, and it's a bit more serious over there. This plague came so suddenly......"

"Is it the Black Death again......"

"That's not bad enough to be so bad, people infected with the Black Death will have very obvious bruises, ecchymosis, and it's easy to tell. The absence of such symptoms in these patients would basically rule out the possibility of the Black Death. "Arion's experience in fighting the plague is truly extinite, and surviving the frontlines of countless plagues and leaving unharmed is a remarkable achievement in itself.

At this moment, Arion has replaced John as the center of the crowd.

"Brother Arion, can you tell what disease it is?"

"The early symptoms of many plagues are nothing more than this, hot and cold, vomiting and diarrhea...... If you really want to determine what kind of disease it is, it will take a long time to observe......" Arion paused, John's surprisingly ugly face made him have to change his indirect expression, "By the way, this lord, you are ......"

"Brother Arion...... At the moment in the Empire, there are only three people wearing purple shoulder robes, except for His Majesty Constantine, ......" the boy next to him reminded in a low voice.

"We don't have that much time. Brother Arion, save her. ”

Arion shook his head helplessly: "Your Majesty, the reason why the plague is feared by the world and is called the embodiment of the demon is because mortals cannot defeat him, whether it is medicine or God, no one can guarantee the salvation of everyone. Although I am a doctor, I know that I am not fighting disease, but fate. Lying on the bed at this moment, whether it is Princess Sophia or a nameless commoner, God will eventually make a judgment, this is fate. ”