On Monday, August 15, this evening, the hospital will carry out a large inventory of medicines and equipment, as well as the maintenance of medical equipment, the whole work starts at 8 p.m. and is expected to last until more than 11 o'clock, which can be described as quite difficult. Medical staff have to take care of hospitalized patients while doing a lot of numerical calculations. If the two are slightly confused, the result will be terrible.

The hospital has 12 custodians, who are responsible for the maintenance of various equipment, which is a sloppy and extremely tedious job, among which the maintenance of large medical equipment is the most headache. The custodian in charge of this work today was complaining that he couldn't go back early to have a drink with friends, and went into the CT room to check everything inside.

He was engrossed in adjusting the machinery at hand. Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening behind him, and the custodian thought that someone had come to help, but he soon felt a hard blow to the back of his head, and the pain flashed. He fainted and it would take him about half an hour to wake up.

The attackers dragged the custodian into a corner, stripped off his overalls, put them on himself, and disguised himself as a custodian. He couldn't disguise his face, but the hospital was so busy that everyone was staring at what they were doing, so he wouldn't easily recognize the strange custodian.

The changed assailant hid the steel pipe that had stunned the custodian under his clothes, turned off the light, walked out of the CT room, bowed his head and walked briskly up to the second-floor inpatient area, to the door of Celia's hospital room. During this time, he passed by several doctors, nurses, and even other custodians, and no one recognized him. After making sure that no one was looking in the hallway, he gently opened the door open a gap large enough to enter, reached into the room with his right foot, quickly followed with his left foot, and closed the door.

It was pitch black inside the room, and Celia had just fallen asleep. Even though the curtains were drawn, the light from the outside could still let in a little bit, giving the contents of the house a rough outline, which was enough for the attacker, and he remembered the layout of the house. Without further ado, he crept over to Celia, and sure enough, there was one more thing next to the bed—the crib.

The attacker hesitated, but it was only two seconds, and he lifted the steel pipe, aimed it at the crib, and smashed it with several times the strength of the previous one. With a click, the crib's slats were smashed, making a series of snaps and things falling to the floor. The voice didn't sound right, the attacker sensed it. But he didn't have a chance. Awakened by the sound, Celia opened her eyes and was horrified to find a black figure standing next to the bed, almost blocking the only light out of the window.

Selia's screams echoed down the hallway, attracting two doctors passing by. They broke into the ward and turned on the light, and saw a man in hospital overalls, facing away from them, facing the window, and without hesitation, opened the window and jumped in, leaving Celia, who was still screaming, with a pale face.

"Call the police!" A doctor shouted.

Five minutes later, the police arrived at the hospital. After another two minutes, Poval rushed into the hospital room in a hurry, hugged his frightened wife tightly, listened to her cries, and turned his eyes to the smashed crib, which Dimmit was not in.

Two policemen politely escorted Poval outside the house and asked Celia what had happened. Poval goes to the nurses' station and finds the nurse who is in charge of Selia's care.

"That's right, at 6 o'clock, the baby's body temperature is a little high. Because the hospital was busy tonight, we were afraid that we would not take good care of the child, so we asked the mother's consent and temporarily placed the child in the nursery cabin. ”

Following the nurse to the nursery and seeing his son sleeping peacefully in the nursery, a stone fell to Poval's heart. He thought that the purpose of this attacker was to come at Dimitt, and there was only one person who would do it.

The next morning, Poval, who had barely slept all night, called Mars and roared out about what had happened the previous night, not forgetting to add his own judgment that there was no one else who could do it except Sato.

"If it hadn't happened for the nurse who carried the child somewhere else, my son would have died! What exactly does the Presbyterian Church think? Let that Satohu come? ”

"Calm down, Beauval," replied Mars, patiently listening to Beauval's complaints, "and the police are investigating what you said. As for you saying that it was Sato who did it, maybe he has this motive and suspicion, but without evidence, we can't just convict him. ”

"So, you're not going to do anything, are you?"

"Of course not. I'll report to the elders, so you can wait a little for two days. ”

Poval knew that there was nothing he could do about it. What's more, Mars is right, without evidence, everything is empty talk. But he still couldn't swallow it.

"So be it, I hope you understand that this is likely to be the beginning of the Second Great Purge!"

This is really Beauval's trump card, and even Mars heard this, and there was a hint of seriousness in his tone.

"I know."

Putting down the phone, Poval returned to the hospital room and sat down beside Celia with kind words of relief. Celia understood that her husband was anxious now, and she didn't ask much, and the two of them ate breakfast and chatted as usual.

*****

No Lady Haru will be unfamiliar with the Great Purge. Ever since the Holy War in Totamia, Lady Haru has struggled with the curse left behind by Astarrot, the first to be the Syndicos.

A week after Astaroth's death, Syndicos Chan relinquished his position as chief, arranged his funeral, said goodbye to his family, and left his hometown, and no one knew where he went. Ten days later, the new leader of the Harif tribe ordered the Syndicus to be recovered, but his body was found only in a cave in a barren mountain. He committed suicide with a suicide note by his side. In addition to expressing his guilt for his family, he also mentioned his understanding of Astaroth's last words.

"It wasn't a lie, it was a curse, it was possible. Since the destruction of the demons, the sense of foreboding lingers in my mind, and although there is still no significant abnormality in my body, day after day, it will be fulfilled. I have to make this choice, and I may be able to do it all. If anyone finds my body, please reduce it to ashes. Until the millennium is reached, my people must be strict about this and must not be regarded as child's play. All for the prosperity and glory of our people, may the light of the sun bless us. ”

After another three days, Syndicos' ashes were solemnly buried along with his suicide note. As the most powerful portentist in the history of the superhumans, the warnings he left behind are taken to heart by every Lady Haru. A golden statue was cast in front of his tomb and his words were engraved on the pedestal as a reminder to every Haru lady to be vigilant.

However, as time went on, the Syndicos' warnings began to lose their effect, and more and more descendants took them seriously, and some even made them into myths. The threat of a thousand-year curse is fading its color little by little by time. This is how time can dilute everything, even the dreaded curse. Gradually, Mrs. Haru forgot what Syndicus had said, and for a time thought that the curse was a legend.

However, from the beginning of the 88th century, some of the Haru Ladies have been abnormal. They manipulate black EXP light waves similar to those of Astarot and become very belligerent, showing a strong thirst for power. People panicked, believing that the forces of Astarrot were at work. In fact, no one knows what the curse manifests itself in. But if you suddenly see a group of abnormal people who resemble Astarot, everyone will see this as a sign of a curse.

At that time, the person who was considered to be the most affected by the curse, Haroff Marco Glian, was only 20 years old, and he possessed far more power than ordinary people. The black EXP he uses is exactly the same as that of Astarot, and its terrifying power is simply a copy of Astarot's back then. In '89, Grian smashed the golden statue of the Syndicos and announced the creation of a terrorist organization known as the Dark Veil. The group proclaimed that Grian was "the return of Astaroth, and no one could compete with it" and advocated apocalypticism. For a time, many people defected to Grian's command to seek "asylum". In just one year, the Dark Curtain has grown from less than 10,000 people at the beginning to a huge organization of more than 400,000 people, making countries around the world jaw-dropping.

In the 90th year of the new era, the dark curtain was in many places in the Grand Duchy of Xishan, and terrorist attacks were created at the same time, which was known as the "dark curtain incident" in history. After that, Grian made a public speech saying that he would "right the world" and declared war on other countries, and many small countries became his companions. These countries have always been dissatisfied with the world pattern formed after the war of the century, and are eager to turn around through the war and seize the benefits of chaos. As a result, the scale of the war grew rapidly. By the year 91, the entire Via continent was mired in war, and the following year, the war spread to other continents.

After the outbreak of the war, various countries have taken countermeasures, forming a coalition army centered on the four major powers, and many superpowers have also joined the team to fight against Grian. After six years of fierce fighting, in the year 96, Grian was finally captured by the superpowers of all races in Fleiss. He who dies without repentance has only one end - perdition.

After the end of the War of the Dark Scenes, the thousand-year curse began to be taken seriously by superhumans of all races, including natural people. The war has lowered the evaluation of superhumans and EXP in the world to a new level. In the past, there was no complete understanding between superpowers and natural beings, and now there has been a wave of condemnation and rejection of superhuman beings, and even persecution in many regions. Many super-powered people are unable to live in their original environment and have to find settlements to live in. The world government also stepped in, spending three years blurring the details of the war, healing the wounds of the war, and issuing an EXP ban in an attempt to calm people's anger. The turmoil has passed, but it is difficult to change the bad impression of natural people on super-capable people.

On the other hand, the Haruf people, who felt a great sense of responsibility, were very afraid that something similar would happen again, so they began to investigate the Haru ladies who had similar reactions one by one in various settlements, even the Haru ladies who had been mixed with natural persons. Later, the scope of this unrestricted inventory expanded, and the fear of the curse turned the inventory into a purge.

In the 101st year of the new era, the standard line of energy quarantine reached a record low of 5%. Anyone with some abnormal energy is all controlled or killed. Some of them were not even superpowers, and were also executed as so-called "superpowers". There are also those who take advantage of the fire to loot and take this opportunity to retaliate against others, causing the Harif to become a miasma.

From 97 to 102, the Great Purge lasted for five years, the countable population of the Harif population dropped sharply from 1.84 million to 510,000, and hundreds of settlements were destroyed. It was only then that people reacted. All the elders of the Harif clan met to discuss the matter and decided that the purge must end there. If you continue to do it like this, don't say it's a curse, Harif will be destroyed by himself. It took them years to clean up the mess, undo the effects, rehabilitate the wrongdoers, and declare that the effects of the curse were gone.

This purge cleared the minds of the Haru Ladies a lot, prompting them to deal with similar issues more sensibly before the millennium deadline (Nova. 118). At that time, Hakama, who was still a white-robed elder, witnessed the massacre of a large number of innocent people, simply because they were somewhat related to those "supernatural beings", or even just friends. Hakama tried several times to stop him, but could not do anything and had to flee. But no matter where he went, he felt that the wind was raging around him, and the grass and trees were all soldiers, and if that atmosphere was recreated, no one would be able to stand it.

So, after hearing Mars talk about the hospital, the old man's brows were twisted together. He was tempted to call Sato in for clarification right away, but after thinking about it, he decided to be cautious. The Council of Elders will remain uninvolved in the matter until the results of the police investigation are available. However, in order to avoid further accidents, the Presbyterian Council agreed to send someone to protect Dimmit until he was one year old.

Poval obeyed the decision, but he had understood the malice in Satto's heart. The man decided that Dimmit was the heir to the curse and that he had to kill the child. Even with the protection of the Council of Elders, Sato must have had other means to achieve his ends. Although I don't know what it will be, if I don't follow it, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it.

*****

A year is a year that passes. On August 1, 117 of the new era, 11 days before Dimet's first birthday. At Beauval's house, Celia nursed Dimmit, then dressed him in a beautiful little short-sleeved shirt and changed his diaper. Behind him, Poval walked into the room.

"Otherwise, I'll go with me, I can't let go of myself." Selia said.

Poval shook his head: "That person is very cautious, I can only go by myself, and if there is one more person, he will not show up." ”

Selia had no choice but to give up, put Dimmit gently on the bed, and went to change her clothes. Beauval looked at his son on the bed. The little guy has wide eyes, his arms bent, and his chubby little hands waving around. Poval smiled and held out two fingers to squeeze his son's little hand. He made this decision out of necessity, but it was necessary anyway.

Ten minutes later, the couple went out. With Dimmit in her arms, Celia followed Poval on foot out of town in the early morning sun. It was not possible to rent a car, which was Poval's request, in order not to attract attention. It only took ten minutes for the two to get out of town, but the rest of the journey was long. Since giving birth, Selia's constitution has been much weaker than before. In the second half of the journey, the couple walked along the country road for more than half an hour, and had to stop twice to rest on the way before approaching their destination.

It's a cornfield. In August, the corn stalks were already two meters high, and a roof was exposed in the patches of corn stalks. There lived the man Poval was looking for.

Poval asked Celia to wait outside the cornfield, and he took Dimmit from his wife's arms. After looking around, Poval followed an inconspicuous dirt road into the cornfield.

After walking this dirt road, the whole picture of the house was presented in front of Poval, a brick house smaller than his house. Poval stood in front of the door, took a deep breath, and was about to knock on the door, when the door opened on its own, and behind the crack in the door was a gloomy room, where a man in his forties was half exposed.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man said in a deep voice.

Poval didn't reply, clasped his arms a little tighter, and strode into the house.