Two more people in the slum have the same symptoms, but doctors have not been able to find the cause.

- Ivan's Diary

It's been about two months since Charlotte left, and what happened in the royal city made Ivan miss the brilliant alchemist even more.

It all started with the first death from the slums.

The deceased died of poor breathing and was in great pain.

At first, they didn't pay much attention to it, because in their eyes it was normal for people to die in slums, because they were not healthy enough and had some injuries on their bodies.

The outside world doesn't care much about them, they often leave quietly, and then eventually disappear from people's memories.

The royal court and the church only disposed of the corpses perfunctorily, after all, these people were also worthless and unworthy of their efforts in their eyes.

But what happened next turned out to be unexpected, and large numbers of people in the slums began to get sick continuously.

The most typical symptoms of sick people are fever, dry cough and fatigue, which is not much different from ordinary wind and cold, and patients are more likely to have dry cough, nasal congestion and runny nose. Sometimes there is also a sore throat and even sometimes there are symptoms of the digestive tract such as nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, etc. In severe cases, it is difficult to breathe, dizziness and palpitations.

At first, even the patients themselves thought it was the common flu, until a large number of people died of poor breathing, but even the best doctors in the city could not say anything about this particular disease. (Unlike pain, churches can only temporarily suppress the virus, not eradicate it.) ）

With the common people from the outside world and even some of the royal nobles falling ill and dying, the slums were naturally sealed off by a decree from the royal court. Even Ivan himself was Andrea's efforts to get him out of the lockdown area.

Today, the development of events is becoming more and more uncontrollable, and the royal court has not been able to count the exact number of people who have fallen ill, and it is not just the royal city, judging from the urgent reports sent from all over the country, a huge plague is raging the entire territory of the Odin Empire. This made the empire, which was already facing Romaniel aggression, even worse.

All of a sudden, the Odin Empire, which had been powerful for hundreds of years, had a bit of a stormy taste.

Ivan cares more than anyone else about this forgotten corner of the gods, and he will go to the slums every day to use the pass that Andrea has given him to do what he can for the people here.

Hill was naturally by his side, and Ivan prevented her from following him at first, but the little girl's temper was also more stubborn, so Ivan could only let her go.

Walking through the streets, the situation in the slums is worse than usual, not because of who is screaming or something, but because of the fundamental difference in smell.

Here, the smell of death is pervasive.

There was nothing but despair and sadness on people's faces, and one or two children were huddled in their mother's arms, their thin little faces full of traces of the torment of the plague.

Hill couldn't bear to close her eyes, and the little girl became a little afraid to look at it, and people's pain often poured into her heart at all.

Ivan also felt this way, especially when he saw the powerless, dying mother and son could only lean against the wall, countless feelings came to his heart.

I still can't do anything on my own.

A sense of powerlessness almost swallowed Ivan like a tidal wave, and the regret of not being able to save his mother also enveloped his heart like a dark veil.

"Young people, don't blame yourself."

The third person who was traveling with him today suddenly said loudly.

Ivan scratched his head and reacted from his stunnedness.

"I'm sorry, Sister Christine."

The nun shook her head, indicating that Ivan didn't have to apologize to her.

"You're kind, young man, just don't put everything on your shoulders, it's not your responsibility."

Ivan's performance made the nun feel relieved, and she sighed that she was not wrong. This young man is tough, intelligent, and will pity those who are suffering, even as a responsibility to protect the weak, and will feel guilty for his own powerlessness, and is definitely the best person to become a paladin.

Therefore, when she saw that the young man she approved fell into self-blame, she spoke, hoping to relieve Ivan of the pressure that should not belong to him.

Ivan smiled reluctantly, but was speechless, and then he nodded at Sister Christine.

The nun sighed, it seems that this is also a stubborn child.

The reason Ivan brought Sister Christine here today was naturally to suppress the pain of the people in the slums, even if the Light could not eradicate the virus, it could still be done with a little delay.

As Christine performed the spell, the golden light shone from the nun's body in the streets and alleys of the slums, and the patients rushed to contact this piece of holy light, and the people bathed in the light felt a warm piece of their body, and even their spirits were lifted a lot.

Ivan stood in the distance and watched with some relief, he didn't dare to approach that piece of holy light, there was a feeling of disgust and fear from the bottom of his heart, he could barely accept his magic skills, but if it was someone else's, it could be said to be a way to hurt him.

It seems that hope has quietly come to this place again, at least for a short time, you can see some vitality that belongs to life.

"Thank you, Nun."

Ivan thanked him from the bottom of his heart.

"Nothing, that's what I'm supposed to do."

"No, thank you anyway, without you, the people here might not last a few days."

"It's a pity that I can't cure this epidemic, so I can only pin my hopes on the Alchemist Guild."

After that, Sister Christine and Ivan parted in a hurry.

At such a special moment, the clergy of the Holy See were too busy to be busy, so the fact that the nun could disobey the dispatch of the church and come to this place with him was enough for him to show full respect and gratitude to Sister Christine.

……

Somewhere on the outskirts of the Dark Night Forest.

The bonfire crackled, and the flame shone with golden brilliance in the quiet night, dispelling the darkness and cold, and making people feel a lot more relieved in this dangerous place.

"How's it going, brothers, do you think my decision was wise enough?"

"The boss is mighty!"

"The boss is clever!"

This is a low-level team of adventurers, who are around the campfire during the repair, eating, drinking and chatting everyone fades away.

"Look at the epidemic rampant in the city now, isn't it that I'm smart enough to bring you here to this sparsely populated place, and now, only this kind of place is safe enough."

The captain of the team said proudly.

In fact, he was also blind, he didn't expect an outbreak of epidemic in the city at all, he just wanted to earn more gold coins to go to the tavern to find the dancer, but now he could naturally boast of being his wise conductor.

As the night deepened, the atmosphere of the team became more and more high, although it was the most dangerous night in the Dark Night Forest, they who had retreated to the outermost part of the world were not afraid of the low-level demonic beasts here at all, and they came to serve them snacks and drinks, everyone thought so, so they were loud and unscrupulous.

"Rustle."

Suddenly, an unusual sound came from all around.

The people who were drinking instantly picked up the weapons around them, and the low demonic beasts naturally did not need to be afraid, but the same kind of people who wanted to rob money were the objects that needed to be paid attention to.

"Go and see, don't just scare people like this with a hare."

The scout stepped into the bushes, and a few minutes later he stepped out of the bushes, carrying a poor rabbit with him in his hand.

"It's a rabbit, hahahaha."

Everyone laughed in unison.

"Rustle."

"Huh? How can there still be sound? ”

The team leader said dissatisfiedly.

The scout scratched his head strangely, and then he saw the frozen smiles of the crowd, and the shocked eyes.

"How... What's wrong? ”

He looked back tremblingly, and a pair of huge eyes glowed green like light bulbs.

"It's... This... What is it? ”

He let out a scream, the last of his voice, and all he could see was a bloody mouth.

The others watched as the scout of the party was bitten by the monster in front of them and swallowed.

The team leader swallowed, and threw the torch at the huge black shadow in fear.

"How... How come?! ”

There was a deep despair in the squad leader's voice.

The monster in front of them was an adult colorful tiger!

It's a real high-level beast above the sixth order!

He wanted to run, but his legs didn't obey him at all, and the terrifying aura that belonged to the high-level demonic beast overwhelmed everyone present.

The colorful tiger walked gracefully towards the "food" in front of him.

"Move... Do it! ”

Although he said so, the members all chose to turn around and flee without exception, and with their strength, they were looking for death when they went head-to-head with high-level demonic beasts!

It is very common for the adventurers to fly separately in the ranks of adventurers, and the adventurers who were still brothers and sisters are now eager to send each other to the mouth of the colorful tiger immediately, so that this terrifying monster can meet its needs.

It's just that in the forest of the night, in front of this kind of hunter, running away with your back to them is also just a dead end.

When the Colorful Tiger marches with blood to the last human, the leader of this hapless adventurer squad.

His mind was still full of questions.

Why exactly? How could such a high-level Demonic Beast appear on the outskirts of the forest?

It's just that his doubts are destined to be unsolvable.