Chapter 8: The Broken Peace
"Pizza~Pizza~Pizza~" Sissi hummed happily, staring at the oven with big golden eyes full of anticipation, and poked the charcoal under the oven from time to time to make the flame burn more vigorously. This oven is also made by Ashmida, using various alchemical means to make this effect close to that of a modern oven, but modern electricity is used, and this one is made of charcoal.
"This little one." Ashmida took off the apron on her body, then washed her hands full of flour, and saw that Sissi was still squatting in front of the oven like when she was a child, she couldn't help but laugh, and said funny: "Sissi, don't be so close to the oven, it's dangerous." ”
"Got it~~" Sissi didn't look back, but took a small step back from her feet, and it seemed that she was very reluctant to leave the oven.
"It's really ............" Ashmida shook her head with a dumb smile and walked towards Sissi, ready to pull Sissi away, it was really dangerous to be so close to the oven.
"Father!! Father! Suddenly, there were anxious shouts from outside, interrupting Ashmida's movements.
"Huh? What's going on? Ashmida frowned and let out a slight sense of consciousness, a little surprised to find that the whole town was enveloped in panic, despair, and grief, and if they hadn't had a little hope when they called out to themselves, maybe everyone would have collapsed in an instant, running around the town.
"Sissi, I'll leave the oven to you, and I'll take the pizza out in 5 minutes." Ashmida tidied up her clothes as she spoke, and Sissi nodded repeatedly, but she didn't look back, her attention completely attracted by the pizza that was about to be completed.
"This kid ............" Ashmida shook her head helplessly, and walked quickly out of the kitchen and towards the lobby.
lobby
"Father Priest!!" As soon as Ashmida pushed open the inner door, he found that the lobby was crowded with people at the moment, and as soon as people saw Ashmida come out, they immediately gathered around, and a group of people chattered about something.
"What's going on?" Faced with such a chaotic scene, Ashmida frowned, and calmed everyone with a soft snort, and only after they all calmed down did Ashmida start to ask.
"It's Black Death! Black death!! The Black Death is spreading to us!! "The old village chief used to go out when he was a young man, he was a mercenary, he had seen a lot of things, and he knew very well what was spreading here, it was the Black Death! Wherever the Black Death passed, no one was spared, and the chickens and dogs were not left!! In the face of the Black Death, there is no way but to pray for God's forgiveness, and now they can only hope that this great priest can save them!
"What?!" Ashmida almost thought his ears had heard it wrong, the Black Death? Isn't that the plague!! Ashmida immediately calmed down and said in a deep voice, "How many people are sick now, and what about their families? Are you all isolated, take the old man to take a look. ”
"A lot of people have been infected! Today they had patches of black spots on them............... "The villagers were babbling as they explained what had happened.
"Is this ........." Ashmida's face suddenly sank, he rubbed his frowning brows, and said in a low voice, "Are all the patients concentrated?" Take me to see it."
"Yes, yes! They're all in the town square! The surrounding villagers nodded their heads like chickens pecking rice, and when they heard Ashmida say this, their faces couldn't help but appear with hope. Sure enough, the priest is omnipotent! Father Priest will definitely save us!!
Town Square
All those infected with the Black Death were carried here, only some of their family members were caring for them without fear of the danger of infection, most of them were still standing far away, and the dense crowd surrounded the square, and people exchanged their faces in horror, and desperate and pessimistic words continued to come out of their mouths.
"Get out of the way! Father Priest is here! Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting from the outside of the crowd.
"Father?"
"Father Priest!"
"That's right, Father Priest will be able to save us!"
"That's right! There is absolutely nothing to do in our town with a priest!! When the crowd saw the figure of Ashmida among the people who came, they immediately shouted in surprise and told each other, and their panicked feelings were controlled for a while. As long as the priest is here, nothing will happen to us! This is the common understanding of all.
"I'll see." Ashmida walked quickly to the side of the infected, held the infected wrist, frowned, and then looked solemnly through the patient's body that was already delirious, and asked the wife of the infected who was crying in a low voice, "When did he feel pain in his armpits, and pain in his calves?" ”
"It's been a few days, but he just thinks he's too tired from working these days, and there's nothing to do." The infected's wife whispered.
"It's been so long?" Ashmida frowned, then gently patted the patient's body, a force that protected his heart for him, making him feel a little better, and then Ashmida began to check the symptoms of the other patients.
"Sure enough, it's the plague." After examining all the patients, Ashmida determined that the disease was a plague! Although there are some differences, there is no doubt that this is a plague that has spread from the Central Plains to Europa.
"Father?" While Ashmida was pondering, the villagers on the side came timidly and lowered their bodies in fear and asked.
"Huh? Well, the old man is just thinking about how to treat these patients. Only then did Ashmida recover from his thoughts, and he felt the panic, despair, and pessimism of the people around him, and thought that he could not help it.
"Father, you can save us?!!" The villager shouted in surprise, and his voice was also heard by the others, and suddenly, a group of people gathered around again, looking at Ashmida in surprise, constantly asking if Ashmida was real, and his eyes were fixed on Ashmida's mouth, for fear that he would spit out a word.
"Well, you hurry up and carry the sick to the church, and the person who carries the sick also stays in the church and doesn't go out, during the time when the old man is treating the patient, you pay attention to personal hygiene, and wait for the old man to check the river water and well water to see if it is polluted....................." Ashmida calmly issued a series of orders, and the villagers seemed to have obtained the backbone of the heart, one by one, they got up, and no longer had the desperate posture before, and they were running around with all their strength.
"Strange, how did this plague come so suddenly?" Ashamida thought in his heart as he commanded the crowd.