Soon the crowd walked along the vine-covered drawbridge and wooden gangway to a splendid wooden house in the town of Oren, where many elves were waiting anxiously at the door, and one of the guards was relieved to see two more priests coming.

He immediately walked over, and after saluting the three empty horses, he quickly walked into the wooden house with Glelenya and Alec, muttering as he went, "The moon god is above, two honorable priests, you have come quite in time, and the priests inside are almost exhausted." ”

Heras looked at the ornate wooden house, but no matter how gorgeous it was, it was just a wooden house, and at the very top of the wooden house was inlaid with a round moon-shaped wooden inscription, on which was a rough and simple painting, and I don't know if there was an effect, the power of the moon god was marked, and from this humble temple of eternal night, it could be seen how high the priest who presided over it was

The presiding priest of the temple, Tremat, was a little looking forward to guarding the door with the guards, he had lived for more than a hundred years, even if he was past middle age in terms of the lifespan of ordinary elves, but he was only a second-level priest, and he had never seen so many big people in his life, especially when he heard that General Uondo was going to bring a moon god ambassador, he was very excited, if he could talk to the tenth-level god, maybe it would be of great help to his faith path.

"Lady Bethena, I need to see Mr. Ussuriga and collect a sample of his blood. Heras observed the wooden temple of eternal night for a moment, then whispered to the airmaiden.

"Now?" asked Bethena with a blank face.

"Well, the sooner the better. Heras shrugged his shoulders indifferently, to be honest, he didn't really care about Ussurika's life, he didn't know that guy, and he wanted to save that elf just to have a good relationship with General Uondo, and he should accumulate contacts in the elven empire for himself.

In this respect, Herras is still a typical human being, whether in the universe of the Federation or in this strange world, his basic thinking and behavior characteristics as a human have not changed

Bethena pondered for a while, nodded, and then said no more, and went straight to the hut, where Heras followed closely behind, and the guards knew the airwoman, so no one said anything to stop her.

The moonlight was filled with the wooden house, and a lot of glowing blue moonlight floated in the hall of the humble hall, making the hall like a blue curtain rippling like a light smoke, and the prayer rooms around the hall were constantly flowing and gathering from the air, and it seemed that there were priests in it praying selflessly, in order to restore their divine power.

In the middle of the hall lay a wooden bed, on which lay two unconscious elves, a man and a woman.

Alec was constantly unleashing healing magic on the unconscious male elf, and Glelenya was in charge of the unconscious female elf next to him, which once again showed the conservative atmosphere of the Elven Empire, unless the conditions did not allow, the elves of the Empire would always try to avoid contact between strangers and different surnames.

But every time the light of the healing magic flashed, almost all of its effectiveness was wiped out by a thick layer of viscous deep purple mist, leaving only a little healing effect.

The cursed power of the soul god manifests itself as a deep purple mist, while the blessed power manifests itself as a bright purple star.

Now, unless a Legendary Divine Servant or another high-ranking priest of the Soul God comes to expel him, he can only wait for that thick layer of deep purple mist to disappear naturally.

However, the couple's physical state seemed to have disappeared naturally from the magic curse, their bodies were covered in blood-clotted ecchymosis and necrotic rashes, and their epidermis was yellowing as if their liver had been damaged, and pustules were visible all over their bodies, and they were delirious and short of breath.

Heras stepped forward and took advantage of the interval between Alec's treatments to do a preliminary check of Ussurika's vital signs, and basically confirmed his thoughts.

"Sepsis, it seems that the formic acid does contain some highly pathogenic bacteria. Heras groaned inwardly.

Because people in this world are accustomed to relying on extraordinary strength, so medicine is still very backward, people with extraordinary strength can basically rely on their own strength to resist bacterial infections to varying degrees, and those ordinary people who do not have extraordinary power die when they die, and there is no social institution that will set up a discipline for the diseases and health conditions of these ordinary people.

Heras had thought about how to deal with the abilities of forbidden forces such as 'Transcendent Forbidden Powers' before, and without the help of transcendent powers, he could only rely on his physical fitness to fight against various diseases and disasters. But later in his research, he confirmed that his means of dealing with various bans are actually very simple, as long as he commits suicide, and after relying on the 'resurrected body' to regenerate, most of the bans will be lifted.

However, the poor elven couple in front of them obviously had no ability to resurrect, and Heras had to consider giving them an antibiotic, although I don't know how effective it was, but it was always better than nothing.

He took out a glass bottle, squeezed through one of Ussuriga's pus, collected a little pus and blood, and prepared it for a microbiota sensitivity test.

The people around had been watching this Emma mage in wonder, they didn't know what Bethena had brought this guy in for, but the female airrider didn't speak, and they didn't want to interject.

Soon after the collection of pathogenic strains, Heras stuffed the glass bottle cap and said indifferently to Bethena: "Give me a laboratory." ”

"Use the mayor, but he's only a second-level mage, and the equipment in the laboratory should be relatively rudimentary. Bethena couldn't help but show a skeptical expression, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything against it.

"No problem, as long as there are basic alchemy facilities, I also carry a lot of key alchemy equipment myself. "Helas wasn't picky, and to be honest, he could have set up a makeshift room even if he didn't have a lab, but now that the time was urgent, he didn't want to waste a minute.

Hearing this, Bersena put away her suspicious expression, and then took the lead and walked out, in fact, she didn't really believe that the Emma in front of her could research an effective treatment in such a short time, but according to common sense, that human should not ask for trouble, after all, this is the territory of the Elven Empire, and now there are strong people around the town.

The mayor of Orentown, Witz, was looking with a sad face at the pile of papers in the town's council chamber, which was built on top of the canopy of the giant tree in the middle, and the solid wooden frame that grew into one with the giant tree supported the flat wooden platform, and even every chair in the council hall was natural, connected to the hall, and the back of the chair and the handle were still blooming

But Witz obviously didn't have the heart to appreciate those beautiful and fragrant flowers, the old mage's old wrinkles drooped on his face, and his pointed ears hung weakly from both sides, in fact, he should have retired a long time ago, but no one really wanted to manage this border town, so his superiors had expressed a certain meaning to him more than once, and often said that the empire would always remember his achievements and other marginal praise, in fact, he hoped that he would work in this position until death

Old Witz actually liked this peaceful town quite a lot, he had long lost hope of being promoted to a third-level mage, and the monotonous and peaceful life in Oron Town was very suitable for retirement, but after the Ussuriga couple were temporarily placed in the town, this peace was shattered, and he had to work a high load every day to deal with these ordinary affairs that suddenly became heavy.

"I'll have to hire someone to handle it. Witz muttered about the requisition of the town's Temple of the Night, the conscription of the nearby priests, the temporary placement of the army in the town of Oren, and so on, and he found it boring formalism to deal with these formalities more than once, but he had to do them, because they represented the fundamental order of a country.

Just as he was about to start a boring day's work, the door to the council chamber was suddenly pushed open, and Witz looked up to see that it was the airwoman who had walked in with a strange human.

Seeing this, the old mayor said with a little displeasure, "Next time you knock on the door, Lady Bethena." ”

He is a political axe worker, he is not in the same system as the army, and he has no relationship with the soldiers, but out of respect for the seventh-level high-level powerhouse, the old mage still stood up and saluted solemnly.

"Can you borrow your lab?" Mr. Mayor. Bethena was a little stiff, but she still maintained a polite posture and said back, although she was not an elf nobleman, but as a high-level air horseman, she had never returned the salute to a second-level low-level professional, but of course the political axe officials were different, which was why she always deliberately avoided seeing the old mayor.

The object of Bethena's salute, of course, was not old Witz, but out of respect and reverence for the state power.

"Is it my lab?" asked the old mayor noncommittally.

"No, it's just my personal request, this Emma needs your lab to conduct the experiment, which is related to the treatment of the Ussuriga couple. Bethena replied with a blank face, saying that it was a request, but from her tone it seemed that it did not mean anything about the request.

Witz was used to the tough attitude of these soldiers, and he didn't care, and after nodding lightly, he looked at the piled up documents, and said with a sad face: "It's better not to be recruited, lest I have to deal with a bunch of more documents." ”

Then he glanced at Heras, and then added, "Come with me, Emma, I personally would lend you the lab for a while." ”