Chapter 49: The Source of the Plague
Crown Prince Henry walked down the street with a somewhat heavy heart.
The plague is the enemy of all living people.
Although his body has been baptized with potions, he should not be hit, but most of the knights under his command have only drunk potions once, and they may not be able to withstand the plague.
Moreover, the female knight was right, no one should be left alone in this disaster.
"Your Highness, look!"
The knight reminded.
Ahead was a group of well-trained Varangian guards, who came to the city gate with murderous spirits in front of the city gates, wearing the royal flag representing the royal guards and wearing covered helmets.
"Your Majesty has an order, immediately close the city gates, no one is allowed to enter or exit, and those who violate the order will be beheaded."
Looking at the majestic Earl Commander who came to the city gate to give orders, Crown Prince Henry was slightly stunned: "It seems that we don't need to do this more, Her Majesty's news is more timely than ours." β
A knight with a beard on his face turned a little pale: "Your Highness, is there really going to be a plague?" β
Crown Prince Henry smiled bitterly: "If it's not true, why did this Barcelissa order to close the city gates?" β
The knights' faces couldn't help but show a trace of fear.
When the plague comes, no matter how brave and warlike a knight is, he will only become a wretched worm lying on his bed, describing a withered tree, and gradually declining.
Crown Prince Henry frowned: "Are you afraid of this?" Isn't it just the plague, you are all warriors who have drunk the potion of wolf blood, are you not as brave as a woman? β
As he spoke, he pointed to the back of the woman who was on horseback and did not turn her head back to the city.
"She has now rushed to protect the lord she serves, and I now ask you, half of the men to escort me back to the embassy at once, Knight Roland, you take the other half of the people to the market to buy grain and cured meat, and then we will probably be trapped in the embassy for quite some time."
The knights woke up from a dream and kissed the crown prince's fingers and repented of their wavering faith.
Brachna Palace.
The empress looked at the famous doctors in front of her who were "invited" by her, and listened to them rush to introduce their "anti-plague remedies", and couldn't help frowning.
There was no court physician in the Eastern Empire, and if a member of the royal family suffered from an illness, Anna and her apprentices were the ones who treated them.
Under the influence of her ears and eyes, the empress also learned a lot of "medical knowledge".
Therefore, when she heard the strange prescriptions from the mouths of these famous doctors, or the strange ones that asked her to reward her with some gold, silver and precious stones to dispense medicines, her face naturally became a little ugly.
An old physician with a wrinkled face unconsciously pushed away the "rival" and swore solemnly: "Your Majesty, I have here a talisman that can ward off the plague - it is made of hazelnuts drilled into it, and it is made of mercury in it, and if you wear it on your body, you can live a long life." β
Seeing that the empress frowned, he hurriedly added: "In addition to this talisman, I also found a precious prescription in the ancient book, just grind the dragon tooth grass, the root of the aranan star, the root of the peony and the turquoise into powder and swallow it, it can also cure the plague." β
The Empress finally spoke: "But my court wizard told me that mercury is highly poisonous. β
"No, it is impossible, Your Majesty, please believe me, I swear that many people have been healed by me, they are all my witnesses, and I can ask them to testify for me!"
The old doctor's face changed slightly, and he argued excitedly.
Empress Lagaia frowned: "Theseus, let these doctors try their remedies on themselves first, and if they are lucky enough to live, then send these liars who try to fool me to the gallows." β
The court dressmaker named Theseus struggled to open those dark little eyes, and his voice was respectful.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Lagaia couldn't help but sigh as she watched the eunuch she trusted very much leave.
There was a rare hint of weakness on her majestic face: "Is it true that Heavenly Father no longer cares about the Empire, I have just seen the possibility of the Empire's prosperity, and I am about to follow in the footsteps of Justinian?" β
"Anna, Empire, it's up to you this time."
She lay on the throne a little weakly, looking at the shrines at the other end of the main hall with a confused expression, as well as the portraits of the Five Sage Emperors hanging not far away.
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Lothar pulled out his scorching sword, which looked like it had just been taken out of a blacksmith's forge, and plunged his backhand into the chest of a dreaddemon who had sneaked up from behindβthe monster that had suddenly appeared, and immediately wailed and was covered in flames, screaming and struggling on the ground, and then Lothar's head was cut off.
This monster, which resembles a black goat standing up, has the ability to live in the shadows.
On the premise of not showing up on their own initiative, they can almost be said to be in an invincible state.
That's probably why they weren't swallowed up by the seemingly endless swarm of rats.
"It's not hurt, is it?"
Lothar looked at Eve.
Along the way, this raunchy witch provided him and Anna with a lot of help, which can be regarded as a vivid explanation of what it means for Lothar to "be unseemly".
"No... No. β
Eve shook her head, her blue eyes peeking at Lothar from between her unkempt hair, and then immediately withdrawn.
They still haven't found Liena.
The ground after the rat colony was littered with messy paw prints and dripping pus.
This makes it difficult for a group of people to track down effectively.
Moreover, the search for Liena is not their primary goal.
Stopping this catastrophe is.
Anna casually discarded an empty bottle in the river of sewage, which contained the same mental recovery potion that Lothar had drunk from the "Blue Moon" before.
This means that Anna's mental power is also about to bottom out.
There were so many rats that they farteted that the farther they went, the denser they became.
Anna is also good at using swordsmanship, but this is obviously not suitable for dealing with enemies like rats.
And a wide range of lethal spells, the consumption of mana is also very amazing.
Anna stopped abruptly, and in front of her was a solid stone wall, with only a narrow passage in between.
"I felt the magic. Eve, what do you think? β
Eve said in a voice as thin as a gnat, "Maybe it's a sensing circle." β
"Whatever it is, it's proof that this group of rats is behind the scenes."
Anna looked around.
Lothar also tried to look with spiritual vision, and found that the walls in front of her, as well as the corners, were indeed filled with a faint magical aura.
"We have no choice, let's keep going."
The group walked through the circle and didn't feel anything unusual.
Soon, however, there was another rustling sound in front of them, and they were already quite familiar with this movement.
"You recover your mental strength first, and this time I'll replace you."
Lothar came to Anna's side, and the red gem on the gauntlet of the cross sword in her hand suddenly shone brightly.
The cross sword in his hand slammed into a flaming torch, illuminating the ground covered in a layer of translucent pus.
Lothar opened her mouth and spewed out a scorching dragon's breath.
The dragon core treasure on the cross sword shone brightly, and the power of the same origin as Lothar stored in it poured into his body like a tide.
The heat is coming.
The squeaky screams soon stopped.
Lothar looked at the remaining flames in the passage and said softly, "Let's continue." β
Anna asked, "How much mental power did you just expend?" β
Lothar shook his head and said, "Not much, the Dragon Core Treasure has all the power of my half-dragon to cast a dragon's breath, plus it has mobilized additional magic power for me, it should only account for one-fifth." β
He didn't have that long to cast the Dragon's Breath this time.
If there were more rats, the consumption would not be so small.
His blue bar was still a little shorter.
"It's fine."
As the rat colony was cleared, they continued to move forward for a long time, and did not encounter a new rat colony.
to the end of the deep corridor.
This is an open stone chamber.
There is a clear spring water flowing from the cave at the top, forming a lake in the center of the stone chamber.
Compared to the outside, this place is almost like a paradise.
There was no filth in the eyes, and there was no pus from the rats that had been everywhere before.
A beautiful woman with her eyes closed and untouched was hanging directly above the lake.
Movement is heard.
The woman slowly opened her blue eyes: "You are here." β
"You made those rats?"
Anger was suppressed in Anna's voice.
"It's me."
The corners of the woman's mouth curled slightly, as if she had been told what she was most proud of.
"What the hell do you want to do?"
The woman smiled and said, "I want to do an experiment." β
"Experiment with what?"
"Experiment with how many people can survive the great plague of this intensity and successfully obtain immunity to this plague."
The anger in Anna's heart deepened: "Are you crazy? β
The woman shook her head, pointing to her head, a shallow smile on her white and flawless face.
"I'm sober, Anna of the Levantine Wizarding Society."
"You should also know that many plagues, even if they plague ordinary people, they will not produce anything too unusual, I wonder, what is working? Why do some people have it and some people don't? β
"You know, it's not a Heavenly Father's favorite, there must be some other factor that determines whether a person will be destroyed by the plague or not."
There was a hint of frenzy on the woman's face, "Just like the rats, they have found a way to live with the Black Death, and I'm looking forward to humans doing the same." β
"Crazy, you're simply crazy!"
Anna had thought that the mastermind behind the rat plague was a careerist, an enemy full of hatred for the Empire, but she never thought that her reason would be so ridiculous.
"Lothar, Eve, let's go up together and kill her!"