"Crazy blue?"

Fisher chewed on the extremely jerky word in Nari, and spoke with some confusion.

"Yes." Keken took a bite of a steak and swallowed it quickly before he continued, "Have you ever seen a man go berserk and become like a simple beast?" ”

"You mean, like some kind of mental illness."

Keken shook his head, as if some terrible picture appeared in front of him, which made him quite palpitating,

"What if you add that the whole person's eyes, nostrils, and ears are all oozing blue fluid? Going berserk, he leans his mouth over with blue liquid to bite your muscles... It's like how delicious we are..."

Fisher's mind flashed through countless illnesses recorded in medical texts, but none of them could be corresponded. In his long study career, such an illness had never occurred in the Western Continent.

It doesn't sound like a pure mental illness, but how can you explain those blue liquids? Was it poisoned, or was it something else?

He quickly became interested, wiped his mouth, and said to Keken,

"It's funny... Tell me in detail what is going on, how many samples are there, and what is their situation now? ”

"Well, I think about it..."

If Keken knew he was going to get down to business, he wouldn't have drunk so much, the alcohol was like a binder that slowed his mind, and thinking about the details of things was as uncomfortable as twisting a rusty clockwork.

But then again, it was the drinking that reminded him of this incident, otherwise he would never have been able to add to this troublesome reminiscence.

Fortunately, Fisher was patient, and while he was thinking, he had time to observe the absent-minded Rafael.

It turned out that the two ladies of Keken were looking at her with interest, and seeing that she had not naturally adjusted her sitting position. It's a pity that the way she eats is too exaggerated, and it's obviously too late to pretend now.

It took a few seconds for Keken to pick up the topic.

"Well, about a month or two ago, we only received the first case of this patient here, and it was the doctor in the city who reported it to me... She suspected it was some kind of new infectious disease, so she came over and asked for my opinion. ”

"So, has anyone been infected after the report?"

Hearing Fisher's question, Keken shook his head,

"No, when I found out about this, I temporarily isolated the first patient in a cell, along with the doctors and nurses with whom he had been in contact. But after a month, they didn't have any infections, so I had to let the doctors and nurses out. However, new cases are constantly being sent from outside the city, and so far, there have been more than a dozen, all of whom I am holding in my cells in the city. ”

Fisher pinched his fingers, and his mind kept thinking about the diseases that could produce such symptoms, but there were too few diseases that could meet both conditions at the same time, especially the blue liquid that flowed from the seven orifices.

"Interesting.. Take me to the cell, maybe I'll find something new. ”

"Are you interested? That's great, why don't you start now? Dora, you go and arrange the car, we'll go over and have a look now. ”

Fisher's affirmation, Keken was quite excited. When Dora left to arrange the carriage, Fisher probably talked to Rafael about going to the cell to see the strange illness for a while.

Fisher thought that this disease only appeared in the Southern Continent, and whether it could be caused by something unique to the Southern Continent, so he asked Rafael by the way.

When she learned that she was leaving, of course she was 10,000 willing, and the two women saw that her scales were about to stand up, and if she didn't leave, her ass would be as stiff as a piece of iron.

Hearing Fisher's description of the illness, she pursed her lips and replied,

"Dragonmen rarely get sick, how can I know about your human diseases?"

Fisher ignored her somewhat impulsive tone, for he had not expected any reliable answer from Rafael.

Waiting at the gate for Keken, who was going to the bathroom, Fisher used his cane to check if anyone was approaching his carriage.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that a purple stripe in the middle of the cane was not lit and broken, which meant that no one had touched the chariot's protective coat of arms from the inside and outside.

If the carriage was his first most precious thing, then this cane was his second most important thing. There are many ready-made magic crests engraved on it, of various types and effects.

The magicians of this world are not as instantaneous as those in novels and myths, and only need to shout a few spells to trigger such magical effects. After all, the essence of magic is to trigger the world's [reverberation] through the magic circuit, and the more powerful the [echo], the more complex the magic circuit required.

This level of magic circuit is not something that can be completed in an instant, and most of the magicians in reality have their magic engraved somewhere ready to be used. In case of danger or otherwise, they release the magic circuit as if it were a disposable item.

"Magic is not a miracle of luck, but a rigorous architecture."

This was the opening remark of a professor of Fisher's first course in college, "Foundations of Magical Theory." Although the Royal Academy of St. Nari reveals his unbearable decay everywhere, I have to admit that there are many wise scholars in it, and he has benefited a lot from it.

Fisher's staff was engraved with all the magic circuits he had, and it would be a huge loss to lose it.

It's probably 90 percent of the pain in the flesh when the carriage is lost.

Fisher had this strange comparison in his head.

"It's been a long wait, let's go."

"It's okay."

Kerken took the towel and wiped his hands, then put on his suit jacket again, and walked outside with Fisher, while Rafael followed Fisher, watching warily at the two ladies who smiled and waved at her.

It's really a strange human.

She shook her tail and thought.

"Speaking of which, it's not too peaceful on the Western Continent... I've heard that the friction between Schwali and Nari has been getting worse lately, and even the Southern Continent can smell that gunpowder. The people in Schwali next door have been dealing with us less and less lately, and they have brought a lot of weapons over."

In the carriage, Keken babbled about the affairs of the Western Continent.

Fisher and Rafael looked out the window together, where they had passed by the street where subhuman slaves were sold, only this time the slave trader was not shouting, but sat down on a chair next to him to rest.

"They do it every year."

"No, Mr. Fisher, this time seriously... The new queen of Schwally is a shrewd and capable woman, and the development of the Southern Continent is an opportunity, and she has long wanted to play with Nari and Kadu in the Western Continent. ”

“... Then she had to play those nobles in the country to death, and besides, Nari and Kadu would not let her go so well. ”

While chatting about this lacy political news, their journey approached the prison that Kerken had mentioned. The location of the prison was a street away from the place where the subhuman slaves were traded, and when he got out of the carriage, Rafael looked in that direction for a long time, his expression indescribably gloomy.

But when she didn't speak, Fisher didn't take the initiative, and he slowly withdrew his gaze from Rafael's body, only urging her to follow and walk into the prison.

"Mr. Fisher, here, I've kept them at the top, isolated from the rest of the prisoners."

The prison environment here is very poor, there is no lighting such as coal lamps, only an oil lamp is lit in the place where it is on duty. Moreover, the weather in the southern continent was already humid, causing a thin layer of mist to hang on the stone walls here, and a ticking sound could be heard in the dark depths of the cell.

Fisher carried his cane and the keken up, and the higher he went, the more distinct the faint "uh-uh-uhh

It was a human voice, it just sounded dazed, like an unconscious beast.

Unlike below, there were more duty rooms for Keken, and torches were planted on the outside of the cell, allowing Fisher to see the inside more clearly.

"Look, Mr. Fisher."

As he had spoken, Fisher peered in through the firelight outside. I saw a dozen figures sitting or lying like walking corpses in the wide cell, muttering in a low voice. Many of them were still wearing their original clothes, but after months of detention, they were already filthy and smelly.

But they didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, and the patients were both men and women, all of whom had sleazed and thin faces.

"Do they eat?"

"When they eat, they will unconsciously ingest raw meat and water, but they don't crave it, they don't give it and they don't scream, and they have starved to death one or two before. They are only interested in... Well, people have feelings, and when they get close, they will rush wildly. ”

It sounds like a monster created by a science fiction writer in Saint-Nari, but it actually appears right in front of you.

Fisher stood in the door of the cell, still a little too far away for him to look closely, but the striking blue liquid was clearly visible from the darkness falling from the faces of the men and dripping onto the cell floor.

Rafael's pupils shrunk, and the dragonman's eyes allowed her to see the humans in the dark. Looking at those miserable-looking humans, her heart was inappropriately happy, just like her compatriots who were tormented by those people. But soon she didn't think that way anymore, and she felt that her idea was very stupid.

But apparently, she would not have the slightest sympathy for the humans inside.

So she soon lost interest, and only occasionally looked at Fisher, who was full of concentration next to her, and wondered if the attack on him would be successful the whole time.

But in that case, even if you kill him, you'll be caught by other humans, right?

Not knowing Rafael's little abacus, Fisher squinted his eyes and looked inside for a while, then suddenly turned to Keken and said,

"Open the cell, I'll go in and see, it's too far away to see."