nyslfriends Chapter 220 This is Reality
Chapter 220 This is Reality
Summer June 5th.
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Judging by the time, it has been some time since Karl led his team to Wolf's Lair to pick up the people.
Richard, who was full of anticipation, did not see them return, but instead received news from the intelligence team.
A plague called Black Serpent Plague spread rapidly across dozens of territories in the North, killing large numbers of freemen every day.
plague?
Richard experienced two large-scale epidemics on Earth: one when he was a child and the other before he traveled through time.
Just thinking about what happened makes me feel melancholy.
Moreover, this continent, which resembles the Middle Ages, doesn't even have flush toilets; sewage is simply dumped on the streets or in ditches.
The worst part is that the plague in this world has a touch of magic to it.
The low-magic environment makes the germs more virulent, and ordinary people who get infected will basically die, but fortunately, the effect on superhumans is negligible.
Therefore, Qi Feng is not worried. Most citizens have already entered the initial stage of transcendence, and only the serfs need to be careful.
At this point, Chiffon's remote location finally came in handy, as free people from other territories who were fleeing the plague would no longer come here.
While it's not surprising that a plague occurred given the hygiene standards of this era, isn't it a bit too coincidental?
Just as the Empire wiped out the forces of Light in the North?
The intelligence team reported that the capital was safe and sound, and the other three major territories—east, west, and south—were also completely undisturbed, except for the northern border, where the ravages were rampant.
Recalling the shameless behavior of the Holy See in taking credit for others' work and shifting blame, Richard had reason to suspect that they were the ones responsible.
Whether it's for revenge or to assert their presence, these hats suit them perfectly.
However, this was not something he should be thinking about; he had more important things to do. Upon receiving the news, he immediately led a team of soldiers to Frost.
Yes.
A plague has also broken out in Frost City.
This important northern town is now shrouded in deathly silence and panic. The city walls are no longer guarded by reserves, but by fully armed Frost Knights.
On the main road, residents occasionally appeared, their bodies covered in eerie black snake patterns. Some were weeping softly, while others were numb, staring blankly ahead.
This kind of destructive force, like a dull knife slowly cutting flesh, is more suffocating than the clash of swords.
The terror of the Black Serpent Plague was on full display at this moment. Just as the intelligence indicated, although the infection rate of this plague was only 40%, the mortality rate was 100%.
Everyone's constitution is different; some die as soon as they get infected, while others can survive for a month.
No matter how long they survive, without any means of treatment, they will be devoured by the black snake pattern and eventually turn into a blackened, rotting corpse, suffering endless torment.
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Richard suppressed his discomfort and followed the directions of a Frost Knight through the city, heading straight for the training ground that he had previously blasted to pieces.
The center of the field was packed with people, men, women, young and old; at a glance, there were at least a thousand people.
At the edge of the arena, there was a high platform where Lucy was surrounded by dozens of Frost Knights, dressed in silver riding attire.
The once vibrant and beautiful frost rose now looks haggard, with bloodshot eyes, clearly indicating that she has been working hard for days without getting any sleep.
Beside her was an elderly man in a magnificent robe, holding a bright gold staff.
The old man closed his eyes, his lips moved, and his staff emitted a soft white light. As he chanted, a huge six-pointed star magic circle gradually appeared above the high platform.
The magic circle slowly rotated, emitting surging magical energy fluctuations. Even from a great distance, Richard could feel that power.
This is a war mage, whose movements are as loud as torches in the night.
next second.
A colossal phantom of a golden Holy Grail appeared above the training ground, then slowly tilted, and luminous, pure water fell from the sky, sprinkling down on the people below like a drizzle.
—War magic? Holy Spirit's protection!
A miraculous scene unfolded: the black snake-like markings on the infected began to wriggle and fade, eventually dissipating into a wisp of black mist.
The people, who had been on the verge of death, touched their faces and necks in bewilderment, then burst into excited cheers!
This is a healing spell unique to war mages. It has a wide range and works quickly. In addition to water-based spells, there is also an air-based spell that can remove plagues.
The Holy See's healing magic based on light is indeed very powerful, but it cannot be unique compared to traditional magic that has been passed down for thousands of years. This is why there is no nationwide conversion to the religion.
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Seeing that the thousands of people in the audience were all safe, Lucy slowly walked to the edge of the platform, raised her hand to suppress the noise, and her clear voice echoed throughout the venue.
"Your fathers, brothers, and sons are all loyal to Frost and defend their land. Frost will do everything in its power to protect you through this natural disaster!"
His impassioned words moved the people in the training ground to tears, and they all knelt down to worship the platform.
"Thank you, frost, for saving us!"
"Long live Miss Lucy!"
"Long live the frost! We're finally saved!"
Lucy stood on the platform, smiling as she accepted the cheers. Only after the soldiers led the crowd away and a new batch of infected people came in did Richard walk onto the platform.
Lucy's eyes lit up when she saw him. She smiled and walked quickly over, naturally opening her arms.
"My wolf, you've come."
The two hugged briefly, and after they separated, Richard looked at her face with great tenderness.
"My rose, how long has it been since you slept?"
Lucy smiled slightly, but her smile was full of exhaustion.
"Three days? I can't quite remember."
Richard turned to look at the old mage next to her. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a piece of velvet cloth spread out in front of him, on which were several magical materials.
Pearls shimmering with iridescent light, translucent crystals, and several metal plates engraved with runes.
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"How many people can this Holy Spirit save at once?"
Upon hearing Richard's question, Lucy sighed and said, "The range of a high-level mage's magic is limited; curing the plague on a thousand people is already the limit."
"Moreover, the cost is very high. Each cast requires magical materials worth two gold coins, so priority can only be given to treating the soldiers' families and serfs."
The extraordinary soldiers are not afraid of the plague, but they also need to take care of their families to boost morale and ensure the survival of the frost.
Serfs were the property of the lords. If they were allowed to die, who would cultivate the millions of acres of farmland in the territory?
The rare magical materials required to cast the Holy Spirit's Blessing are scarce, and once used up, they are gone. In the midst of the plague outbreak, once they are used up, they cannot be bought again.
In other words...
Free citizens may be abandoned.
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It's cruel, but that's reality.
Let alone the entire continent of Huanxing, even on Earth, not every country would go to great lengths to save its own citizens.
Everyone's constitution is different. After being infected again and again, people will eventually develop antibodies against the virus, and then they will get through the disaster.
The same was true on the Huanxing Continent. Before the birth of the Holy See, countless plagues had been endured in this way.
Noble lords are all extraordinary individuals, so they don't need to worry about themselves. When faced with natural disasters and calamities, their priority should be how to survive.
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but...
"Do you need any help?"
Richard came for this very reason.