"Very well, your symptoms have completely disappeared, and in the past few days, your contagiousness has apparently disappeared."

Lan En looked at the clay pot, the liquid that had not changed in color after being mixed with the blood of a family of four, and stood up to announce that the treatment was over.

It has to be said that the progress of science depends on the cooperation of a huge system, but magic and alchemy are still a genius who can lead the era and even surpass the times.

After using alchemy to make a potion to strengthen immunity, Lan En made an alchemical version of the antigen test jar in the past few days.

The priest and his two guards smiled reverently and relievedly.

The family of four, who had been spared from being killed, began to laugh, cry, and hug each other, releasing the pressure of not dying in the face of great disaster.

"We'll shape the statue for you! Use the best stone to build it to the top of the mountain! ”

The priest made a loud promise to Lane.

"Can we leave your magic jar? This will work on a possible plague later! ”

"Keep it if you want, it's not very precious." Lan En said indifferently as he began to pack up his few daily necessities in the room and prepare to leave.

"But I want to make it clear, this jar can only discern this plague, and it is not effective against other plagues, so you can treat me as a limited god."

Instead of teaching the priest about 'antigens' and 'antibodies', Lan En adhered to the principle of practicality and told him in a way that he could understand.

The sun is abundant and warm in the Aegean Sea, and the scorched earth that has been swept by the flames has re-emerged green shoots.

Just like in myths and legends, the local mortals hold the 'artifact' left behind to bid farewell to the heroes who saved the disaster.

"Will there be a legend of yours in the future, sir?"

Mentos asked with interest in Lanne's mind.

Lan En acted very indifferent.

"Myths and legends don't all change in a few hundred years? How can there be so much space for me? It was just a plague that swept through a small village, and I was just a passerby who saved only seven lives. ”

But at this point, the witcher's brow furrowed unconsciously.

This is not because he is unhappy that his actions may be forgotten in the future, but because of other considerations.

"But according to our estimates, will the plague in this village really only appear in this village?"

Lan En sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Typhus is a disease that is mainly transmitted by rats and bugs on rats.

When the priests burned the whole of Kaussos, they were not able to kill all the rats, livestock, and poultry that had escaped because of the fire.

The Greek world was a civilization that relied heavily on sea transportation, and the decisive and efficient actions of Lann and the priests probably saved the island of Kephalonia.

Those rats and lice that climb aboard the boat, who can tell where they will be taken?

"You shouldn't worry about these things, sir. This is the norm in the evolution of civilization, human beings fight against plagues. For a long time, medicine was an empirical science that came out of the dead when the dead died. ”

Mentos calmly analyzed, allowing Lan En to temporarily let go of the diaphragm in his heart.

Having meddled in the spread of the plague himself, but not being able to contain it perfectly, made Len feel an unpleasant sense of frustration.

As he walked, the scorched earth of Kaussos was gradually left behind by the witcher.

He returned to the stone monument that he had erected.

Perhaps it was from a distance that the tragic scene of Kaussos frightened all who wanted to come, or perhaps it was the word 'plague' on his stone tablet.

Anyway, in the past few days when Rann was treating the plague, no one from the entire village had visited.

With a "bang", Lan En knocked down the stele, then pulled out the sword of the Lake Maiden and scratched the handwriting on it. It's an end to his own healing, and the plague of Kaussos.

And after all this, the witcher was about to go to Fauber to give an explanation, when a woman's cry was heard not far away.

Maybe there are relatives and friends in Kaussos, like Fauber?

Lan En guessed in his heart.

He was going to go over and take a look.

Following the sound, Rann saw a man in a cloak kneeling on the path leading to Kaussos.

She knelt on the line between Kaussos and the outside world, with a scorched earth and haze in front of her, while behind her was the sun and vegetation of the Aegean Sea.

Her voice was hoarse, her cloak was disheveled, and she looked like she had been crying here for a long time.

Even the hardest pirate in the Aegean Sea has to say, 'This is a woman with a broken heart'.

According to Lan En's character, even if he didn't help the lady solve the problem, he would at least come forward to talk to him for comfort.

In fact, he came with this in mind.

But when the witcher pushed aside the branches of the olive trees and the branches of the low shrubs that stood in front of him, he approached the woman.

But the closer he got, the more cautious his steps became.

At first, it was a brisk pace, but later, it became a preparatory step with the sole of one foot on the ground.

The woman seemed to be unaware of it, until the tall figure blocked the sunlight from her side, and her mournful cry did not diminish in the slightest.

Lan En calmly looked down at the cloak woman kneeling on the path.

"Have you been crying for a long time?"

"Woo, yes, yes, my sister is in Kaussos, she"

But before the woman could cry and explain the situation, Lan interrupted her.

"But aside from the fact that this worn cloak has been going through for a long time, the grass and lichen around you are in a state of being pressed down for less than half an hour, ma'am."

The witcher's tone was flat and calm, as if there was not a single hint of sympathy.

This made the woman's crying and bitter outpouring gradually muffled.

Lane's left hand rested on the scabbard at his waist.

"Poof!"

A bright silver light flashed around, and behind Lan En, a rabbit of about ten kilograms, whose body had been cut in half, fell from the sky and let out a sharp wail.

The animal looks round and resembles a ball of fur cats.

But in areas with low armor coverage, their minions are lethal enough to human skin.

And even if they can't bite the neck of a human, the damage they do to their legs, feet, and arms is enough to give their owners an advantage in battle.

And they are not very large, which makes it difficult to attack or capture.

Therefore, among the excellent mercenaries, in addition to the lion, wolf, bear and other tamed beasts, the rabbit is also an option.

And as one of the outstanding mercenaries, [Shine] Anyu almost did it at the same time as his pet!

A short knife was pulled out from under her tattered cloak, and the moment it came into contact with the air, a layer of fierce flames burned on the blade!

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