Chapter XVII. The Doctor of the Plague
Many times the great detective also makes mistakes, he is also a human being, but human beings are destined to have mistakes.
The stained glass was not meant to illuminate the hall, but the light was scattered through the glass into a multicolored light that fell into the closed room, where the joyful music seemed incomparably distant, and a faint white mist rose with a soothing incense.
The man on the couch hung his head down against the wall, as if praying, and the black cross on the wall squirmed strangely, as if it were a visual error, with life.
"The room was nicely furnished, like a church. ”
It was a guest from afar, dressed in black, with a top hat and a beak mask.
This is derived from the costumes of hundreds of years ago, when the Black Death ravaged Ingwig and the surrounding kingdoms, and the doctors of that time were dressed like this, and the mask of the beak was actually a gas mask, and the elongated beak was made of silver, which was stuffed with herbs that filtered the virus.
The dark ages have long passed, but people still taboo such clothes, and the doctors of that time had a lot of power, and in order to control the disease, if he pronounced you sick, you would be quarantined, and your home would be burned down by the knights, and finally you would be placed in a pit with other sick people, and they would throw fish oil and firewood into the fire to burn you along with the disease itself, and then cover it up with earth.
He was more like a god of death than a doctor, and his whole body exuded ominousness.
"Yes, it was built after the church in the town I remember, and it wasn't very big, and it could be filled by dozens of people. ”
Saab slowly lifted his bowed head, and the light of the hall fell from the stained glass behind him, and his figure was pitch black against the light.
"I thought you Vikings believed in the god Odin. ”
The plague doctor sat down slowly, and across from Sabo, there seemed to be a gaze under the pitch-black lenses.
"No, when the steel ships and cannons stepped into the northern seas, the so-called gods were already dead, and we rushed forward and thought that we would have a place in Valhalla, but in reality there was nothing, dead was dead, floating on the cold sea, dead was meaningless. ”
Saab's voice was flat, as if telling an unrelated story.
"It was supposed to be my last time at sea, and I drifted to Invig on the debris of the deck, where a church priest rescued me, and the church where I woke up was probably like this. ”
His gaze wandered back and forth in this narrow darkness, as if he would not forget, and Sabo had always been there.
"It was a very hellish Ingwig guy, really very neurotic, and the first question he asked me when he woke up was if I would be interested in learning about the evangelical church. ”
Sabo laughed as he spoke.
"I'm a Viking, and he asked me if I was interested in the church. ”
He laughed uncontrollably, but no matter how loud the laughter was, the faint music eventually buried him, and the place was as quiet as stagnant water.
"And what about the end of the story?"
The Doctor's voice was eerily neutral, with an iron tone, as if it were because of the plague mask.
"Valkyrie didn't come when I was dying, Valhalla closed the door on me, so I thought I'd try to betray, maybe the noble god Odin would pay a little attention to me, an ant. ”
"I was baptized and lived to this day, without any retribution, not even nightmares, and I was much better than I was when I was a pirate. ”
Saab felt that everything was so ridiculous, nothing, and what everyone had been obsessed with for many years seemed to be a mess.
"I think I know. ”
The doctor of the epidemic was silent for a moment, and then said.
"Do you think God ...... Does it work?"
"Do you mean saving the world? ”
"Probably. In fact, sometimes I am also very confused, I have dissected a lot of corpses, people are so complex and beautiful, each organ has its own function, under the ups and downs of the heart, blood surges...... The brain is even a real miracle. ”
The doctor looked at his hands and felt his breath, everyone sought miracles, but never thought that their existence was miraculous.
"Sometimes I wonder, man is so mysterious and complex, can the so-called God really create us, but how did we come into existence without the so-called God?"
Sabo thought for a moment and held up a finger.
"One silver lion coin, the so-called god is so cheap that it is only worth one silver lion coin. I'm sure you've seen those out there, the 'hangover' people. ”
He said disdainfully, but sadly.
"One silver lion coin can buy a hallucinogen, and one hallucinogen can make them enter the kingdom of heaven for three days, and for one silver lion, they can say goodbye to this world and indulge in their dreams until they need the next hallucinogen. ”
"That's all there is to the so-called kingdom of heaven, isn't it?"
The doctor thought about it, he liked to think, but sometimes thinking was meaningless, uninteresting and useless.
Distant music kept rising, sweet laughter faintly came, and it was clear that there was only a wall of glass between the two, but the gap was so big.
"Now the time for sacrifice has come, Saab. ”
The doctor finally said this, he didn't want to gossip, he just didn't know how to talk about it, after all, death is a sad thing.
"I know. ”
Saab didn't seem surprised by the alleged sacrifice, and his eyes were never calmer.
Just like the Black Death hundreds of years ago, the doctor had no power to cure them, he could only identify the patients and kill them, and isolate the disease. ”
"According to your teachings, you will go to heaven when you die. ”
The doctor tried to comfort him, but as if he had heard some joke, Sabo's voice paused, and then he laughed hard, as if he had heard some big joke.
"Valhalla's ridiculousness, and Heaven's ridiculousness, you know I don't believe it. ”
He was baptized, but he didn't believe it.
The doctor didn't seem to expect Sabri to answer like this, he was obviously a dying man, but he had an unimaginable peace about death.
There was a pause in his voice, and the doctor continued.
"The Sacred Coffin has been detached from the old Dunling, and now it is in a safe place, but the pursuit of the Purifier is still not over, according to the intelligence, the Dawn was lifted off ten days ago, and now no one knows its location, it may be over the coast, or it may be above our heads, and the cannon of the thousand thunders is aimed here. ”
"What do you need me to do?" asked Saab.
"Diverting attention, we need to buy more time to move the coffin of the Holy Spirit. ”
"In other words, the bigger the riot, the better?"
The doctor nodded in the affirmative.
"Yes, as long as there is a strange disorder, the purification mechanism will definitely find a way to solve it, they don't have many people, they can delay it, as long as the coffin of the Holy Spirit is separated from Invig, all the sacrifices will be worth it. ”
As he spoke, the doctor took out his suitcase, and as he opened it, there were rows of syringes, hot blood tumbling in the transparent glass.
It was like Pandora's box, Sabo's breathing became tense since it was opened, and there was a rare disorder in his eyes, staring at it deadly.
It was an indescribable feeling, one lived in the air and never felt it, but when the suitcase was opened, a restless boiling heat filled the room, and it seemed as if something had escaped from it, everywhere.
"Derived from the Order's technology, purified secret blood, it can lead to hell or open the kingdom of heaven. Doctrine has never been a sharp blade, and the Order essentially relied on it to raise a group of monsters to win the war of faith. ”
The doctor's voice was calm, as if he had been in contact for a long time and had become accustomed to this strange feeling.
Looking at it, Sabo's voice trembled a little.
"Is it all for me?"
"There is only one. ”
"Sabo, this is a chance to change your fate, if you are really strong enough, one chance is enough, if you are all there is, it is just a waste to give you a few more chances. ”
The doctor's words were unusually cruel, and he got up and walked under the stained glass, through which the bustle of the hall was reflected in his eyes.
"I've heard that this used to be a dueling arena. ”
"Yes, the old Dunling was founded by the Romans, and this tradition will always be passed down in some crevice. During the Glorious War, the city did not exist, and it was just a wasteland, and life was not good, so everyone gathered here to gamble underground. ”
Sabo still didn't get up, and from the beginning he sat on the sofa, quietly looking back on the past.
"At that time, the rich people would take some useless prisoners of war, and they were slaves. At that time, the economy was not good, and many poor people would go to the field with weapons in order to make a living, so the Invig and Gaulnaro fought in the gladiatorial arena of the Romans. ”
"But it was usually the Invig who won, although it was an underground duel, but at that time, in order to encourage the people, the Gaulnalo were stabbed before they could play, they were wounded, and their lives were counted down from the moment the floodgates opened. ”
It was a bloody time, when the enemy came from behind the White Tide Strait, and the weapons of both sides were still big ships and swords, but in the history of nearly 100 years of warfare, weapons have been constantly upgraded, from flintlock pistols to long-range artillery, from steamships to zeppelins.
"But now there are no more such duels, after all, in a civilized society, everyone likes to socialize at the ball. ”
Sabo grinned.
"Both the dueling arena and the ball provided a place to socialize, where the extended families discussed the distribution of benefits at the table, with the girl choosing her husband and the boy choosing his wife. ”
The doctor did not reply, but quietly watched the crowd below, they wore masks, no one knew anyone, this is a tradition among the aristocracy, like a tacit understanding between the hearts, maintaining the last hypocritical lie.
"Looks like you've prepared in advance. ”
"Those noble nobles should not have come to this filthy lower town, let alone wearing masks, and it is a shame that the officials and families will deny that they died here, regardless of their status. ”
From the very beginning, tonight's ball was a trap, and they would be Saab's funeral objects, for that grand wish.
"I'll make you happy doctor, and I've done it since I was born. ”
Sabo took one of the syringes from his suitcase, and this was the first time he stood up, his figure was so small and small, but the shadow cast was extremely hideous.