"More than 20 quarantine areas have been established in the southern epidemic area, and 12,000 patients have been collected.

Anti-epidemic manuals and protection manuals have been distributed.

However, there are too few nurses, and the survival rate in the quarantine area."

Nightingale looked at the man sitting in the chair in front of her, reporting on her measures over the past few months.

But when it came to survival, Nightingale's throat moved.

"Probably not too high."

In other words, this kind of quarantine is no different from being sent to the morgue in advance.

Arthur closed his eyes, "I see, you've done your best, and this is also to let as few people as possible die because of it." ”

Arthur slowly opened his eyes, frowned, and said, "According to common sense, the West Ya Empire should also be the victim of this plague, why can their army still maintain its combat strength?" ”

"I'm aware of that, too." Nightingale said, "I went to see the captives of the Western Empire, and I found that even though they were close to the plague area and their sanitary conditions were not good, they still showed no signs of the plague.

At most, the rest of the conditions. ”

"Why?"

"It's unreasonable." Nightingale looked at Arthur, "And this kind of unreasonableness, I have only seen in you. ”

Arthur's eyes flashed with a slight light, "Is that so?"

He looked at Nightingale, who was also wearing an army-green uniform as a field nurse.

In order to allow her to command a certain number of people, Arthur even gave her a certain military rank, her long fiery red hair was tied into a braided braid, and she carried a small bag around her waist, which basically contained first aid supplies.

"What's next, you're going to go to quarantine?" He asked.

"That's what I'm here for." Nightingale said earnestly, "There is no place where I need it more." ”

Arthur continued to stare at her, and he had spent not half a year but three or four months with Nightingale on the battlefield.

He knew exactly what his friend was like.

Underneath the seemingly weak appearance, there is a tenacity and bravery that ordinary people do not have.

Not long ago, when they attacked Paris, the enemy's resistance was particularly fierce, and the battlefield was the bloodiest.

But even so, she still went to the front line and pulled those seriously wounded soldiers off the battlefield one after another.

Arthur stared at Nightingale, and after a moment, he said. "I can't change your will, but I hope you survive, the people of Britannia still need you."

He didn't do much to keep it.

The nobility of a strong-willed person must be respected.

Nightingale was not surprised by Arthur's answer.

In this world, if there is anyone who understands himself best, it is the person in front of him.

There are many similarities between him and himself.

For example, the will and belief that cannot be easily changed.

In a sense, what the man said at the beginning was not wrong at all.

He is indeed the destiny of heaven, and he is the only one who can bring this decaying country back to life.

He bowed to Arthur, then turned away, lifted the curtain of the tent and walked out.

Her steps were calm, as usual.

If anyone saw this scene, no one would have thought about what kind of purgatory she was going to next.

She doesn't know magic, and she doesn't have the physique to be as powerful as Arthur.

She's just an ordinary person who knows a little bit about medicine.

But to face something that has taken the lives of many ordinary people......

Arthur remembered what his teacher had said many years ago when he was evaluating Napoleon.

Human beings are very fragile beings, and there are many things in this world that can kill them.

But man is also a resilient being, which is why they eventually beat these things and stood at the top of the food chain.

They feel fear, but they turn their fear into their own, and they do what they know they can't do, and they keep challenging things that they can't beat.

At that end, a miracle will happen.

While Arthur was in a state of thought, a soldier suddenly ran in from outside the tent.

"Marshal, we have discovered in the east that a group of stray troops from the Western Empire has entered Marina's village."

"What?" Arthur jerked up, "When did you find out?" ”

"Just now."

"Go tell the rest of the people, I'll rush over first." Arthur walked out of the tent directly, woke up Sonny who was lying in the doorway, and rolled over and jumped on top of it.

Then he hurried towards the village.

Wanderers are scattered armies that are not familiar with the terrain of Britannia, so it is difficult to find a large confluence of troops, and they will form rogues to enter various places and plunder villages.

Among the armies in the world, there are only a few well-disciplined armies like them, and these soldiers of the Western Empire will not leave mercy to the enemy.

Many villages have been burned and looted by these rogue troops, and the scene is difficult to describe in words.

When he was on the battlefield of West France, Arthur often acted alone, because for his combat effectiveness, the people who followed him would only be a burden.

As long as it is not a particularly large number of enemies, he can deal with it alone, and if the number is really huge, he also has the ability to escape.

Whenever he goes to the battlefield, he also takes the lead.

However, because of this, his behavior was criticized by many henchmen and generals, including Wolff.

It is said that where there is an emperor who fights with the soldiers at the forefront, even the generals below will not be like this.

But Arthur's answer to them at the time was:

"The soldiers were there to protect Britannia, to protect this foreign land where their families and friends had set foot, and not for anything else.

And so am I. ”

It is undeniable that it was also because of his leadership that the morale of the army reached a certain unprecedented peak.

They had never seen such an emperor.

In their cognition, not to mention the emperor, even those nobles would not send their heirs or even closer servants to the battlefield.

They will only hide in the rear, enjoying their results as a matter of course.

But at this moment, an emperor, the most noble existence of an empire, is not standing behind them, but standing in front of them, leading them to fight together.

How can this not make people crazy, how can it not make people yearn for and worship.

Sonny is much stronger than he used to be, he eats a lot in the army during this time, but he also exercises a lot, his body is basically full of muscles, and he runs very fast.

Soon, it was taking Arthur to the vicinity of the village.

But they were late, and the sky was red with the light of the fire.

The fire burned the surrounding houses, and the blazing air mixed with the rest of the smell came over the face, like a cursed breath.

Arthur braved the heat and walked into the streets, the dry dirt road lined with corpses, some disemboweled, others limbs lost.

In the heat wave, the heavy smell of blood came to their nostrils, and the two men ran out of the fire, every inch of their skin on fire, their eyes full of fear of burning their bodies, and their bodies spasmed on the ground from pain and fear.

Arthur raised his hand to summon water to extinguish the fire for them, but before he could cast his magic, they collapsed in the rubble, completely lifeless, and their bodies twisted with the flames.

A disgusting smell hits your face.

Arthur gloomed, lowered his raised hand, and clenched his fists tightly.

On the Eastern Front, they quickly turned from defensive operations to counterattacks, and entered the territory of West France.

Because of strict military discipline, they did not plunder the lands of the West Francis Empire.

Although the army of the West French Empire has plundered some villages, it is after all its own country's own compatriots, and it will not slaughter its own compatriots.

It wasn't until he came to this battlefield that Arthur saw with his own eyes the bottom line of human beings and how evil human nature can be.

It wasn't the first time he'd seen it, and that's why he was so anxious when he heard an army entering the village.

If it were merely looting, the massacre would be unnecessary.

But that's what they did, just to satisfy their own desire to kill.

Arthur took a few deep breaths to calm his emotions.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something and stepped forward quickly.

A girl of seven or eight years old was lying on the ground, dying, with a large knife cut on her chest.

He stepped forward and put his arm around the girl's neck, "Wake up, child, don't sleep." ”

He directly stretched out his hand to draw an Ogan text in the air, and with the input of magic power, the girl's wound was also healing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Arthur, as if she had seen something terrible, with an indescribable horror in her eyes.

"Witches. Witch! ”

Arthur's eyes froze slightly, and his mind recalled the strange state of the Western Empire's army.

Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look at the street, where a woman in a hood shrouded in a black robe was slowly approaching this direction.

The hood was large, obscuring most of her face.

Arthur put the girl on the ground, slowly got up, his eyes reflected the fire around him, looked at the woman at the end, silently raised his hand, and pulled out the sword in the stone from his waist.

"You killed all these people?"

The corners of his mouth, which had not been covered by the hood, raised slightly, and he spoke.

"I don't think these are people.

These lowly things, how many people die, are all the same, aren't they? ”

Arthur's eyes burst out with a little spark, his forehead was faintly bruised, and his hand holding the sword was much tighter.

I saw the woman raise her hand, and dozens of people wearing the military uniforms of the Western Empire suddenly poured out of the surrounding alleys, raising their guns and shooting at Arthur.

But apparently useless, the flintlock pistol could not do any damage to Arthur.

Arthur raised his sword and ricocheted all the bullets away, and then charged straight at the soldiers like missiles.

In the eyes of these soldiers, Arthur was almost an afterimage, and almost in the blink of an eye, one person fell, and more than a dozen were blocked by Arthur's precise sword in just one minute.

Then, Arthur saw the woman chanting a strange spell in her mouth, and there was no magic surge, but there were very magical spell stages in this world that did not fluctuate in magic power.

The best way to deal with such a wizard

Arthur's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and the whole person slammed into it like a sword off the string.

"Flutter~"

Without any resistance, his blade stabbed into her chest without hindrance, blood bursting and the hood falling backwards.

The face under the hood was a very ordinary face, and her eyes were blank, but as the hood fell, her eyes gradually returned to clarity,

The next moment, her pupils contracted slightly, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Arthur pulled out the sword in the stone, and the woman fell to the ground weakly, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.

Her throat was blocked by blood, she couldn't speak, and her eyes were full of horror and hollowness.

At this time, the little girl who had been treated by Arthur also gradually woke up, and she saw the "witch" who fell to the ground at a glance, and she let out a terrible cry.

"Mom!"

With this cry, Arthur's pupils also contracted slightly.

The girl staggered up from the ground and knelt at the woman's side, but the woman was completely out of breath.

Looking at the girl who kept crying, Arthur's expression gradually became a little ugly.

His mind flashed through everything that had happened before and after he had entered the village, and the woman's expression and look before she died.

He felt as if he had been calculated......

As for the purpose.........

The girl wiped away her tears and soon saw the sword in the stone in Arthur's hand, which was still dripping with blood.

She seemed to have thought of something, and shouted bitterly.

"You killed my mother!?"

Arthur was a little difficult to meet her eyes for a moment.

But suddenly, the girl's eyes suddenly changed, and she rushed towards Arthur, and she didn't know when she had an extra knife in her hand.

"Flutter~"

Arthur was a little unresponsive for a moment, and the knife stabbed him in the lower abdomen.

The members of the Royal Knights of Celts, who arrived behind, saw this scene, and Wolf was a little dumbfounded.

"My Emperor!"

He galloped directly on his horse, and drew his saber in his hand to behead the girl, but Arthur stopped him.

"My Emperor?" Wolf didn't quite understand.

"I'm fine." Arthur said in a low voice, knocking the girl unconscious, and then pulling out the knife in his lower abdomen.

His strong muscle control allowed him to quickly stop the bleeding.

"Remember some of the witch case files we've seen, where there are records of women admitting to being witches in front of a large audience?"

Wolf nodded.

"There were so many witnesses at that time that there was almost no suspicion." Arthur's voice was low, "But now, we should have the answer......"

"It's hypnotism." He said.

"Hypnosis?" Wolf frowned, this skill also has a folk legend, but no one has ever seen it.

"It's useless for you strong-willed people, but it's easy to control women and children.

There are no mana fluctuations in this technique, so I wasn't aware of it.

It's a gang, an enemy we've never seen before. ”

Arthur said in a hoarse voice.

He silently half-knelt in front of the girl's mother's corpse and pulled her eyelids down.

He was silent, staring at the corpse.

Wolf and the members of the Order behind him were also silent, not disturbing Arthur at the moment.

I don't know how long it took.

A few drops of water fell on Arthur's face, and then more and more droplets, gradually forming a curtain of rain, and a torrential rain poured wantonly on the land, extinguishing the flames around it, making a sizzling sound.

"This is an ordinary mother."

Arthur took a deep breath and slowly got up, saying to the soldiers who had arrived from the barracks.

"Like the mother of many of you."

Arthur's throat moved, "But, I killed her."

"My Emperor." Wolf was a little reluctant to speak.

"She died of my conceit." Arthur said.

Obviously, there are many doubts about all this.

For example, she doesn't have any magic fluctuations on her body, and for example, the rogue army around here has actually been cleaned up by us.

Also, I should have knocked her unconscious for interrogation......

But anger made me lose my mind. ”

"I swore when I drew my sword!"

Arthur glanced at everyone present.

"I want to give hope to every Britannian and save this country that is about to decay.

However, I killed an innocent woman with my own hands.

I...... Broken an oath! ”

He raised his hand and placed the sword in the stone across his chest, and the heavy rain slapped on the sword, splashing the water.

"This sword is the holy sword chosen by the king, and it can only be used by the noble.

And now, I'm no longer qualified to use it. ”

"Your Majesty!" Wolf couldn't help but shout.

But his shouting apparently could not stop Arthur's will.

He shook the long sword in his hand, and the sword in the stone slid an arc in the air, inserted into the cliff wall on one side, and sank deep into it.

There was silence all around, and no one spoke except for the pouring rain and the sizzling of the coal that had been extinguished by the heavy rain.

All eyes were on Arthur in the pouring rain.

Look at the emperor who killed an innocent woman by mistake and discarded the god-given sword as a self-punishment.

The mood of these soldiers is stirring, and it is difficult to stop.

At the same time, they also silently gritted their teeth.

The lord humiliates his ministers to death, the monarch is humiliated, and the courtiers feel the same shame.

But they could not stop, or even, admonish.

Because this is the noble act of the noble king.

Wolf raised the sword in his hand, and the knights behind him raised their hands in tacit agreement, and all of them used their swords to cut a deep blood mark on their palms.

It was also their oath to protect the monarch to whom they were allegiated, but they also failed to fulfill this oath.

"Take this child away and find a good family who can't have children to adopt." Arthur said as he looked at the fainting girl in his arms.

Wolf couldn't help but look up at the sword in the stone stuck in the cliff wall.

"Your Majesty, do we need to send someone to garrison here?"

"Don't worry."

Arthur jumped on Sonny's back without looking back, and said calmly.

"They can't pull it out.

That's what they're for.

Then I'll ......."

His eyes flashed with light, and he whispered.

"Let them do what they want......"

(End of chapter)