quicksilver blood

Chapter 391 Purifying Richero

"What's the matter with you, Your Excellency Arzu?"

Roland asked Chikahua with concern: "With all due respect, you don't look too good. Do you want to take a rest..."

"Don't worry, Roland."

Chi Kajika's voice was unusually deep and hoarse, her body was slightly stooped, and her tall and straight figure lost confidence.

His eyes were cold and tired, and he looked like an executioner or a gendarme who was confessing his sins to the gods.His expression was on the fine line between a victim and a tormentor. Whether he was strong or fragile could not accurately describe his current state.

It seemed that he knew something.

Roland's eyes fluctuated slightly.

"Did you...know something?" Roland also lowered his voice and asked Akashi Hanafa.

Akatsuki nodded heavily.

He looked around, and pulled Roland out.The people around couldn't help casting strange looks at him and Roland.It looked like a reproach, mixed with doubt and contempt.

If Akakajika's fiery red long ponytail and Roland's silver-white short hair hadn't proved their status as foreigners, someone would have been looking for trouble at this moment.

In Carral, foreigners are always treated with inexplicable respect.This is probably related to the Kalar people's feelings that swing between inferiority and arrogance.

After all, they are abandoned people.A humble mortal living in a land abandoned by gods who is not favored by the gods and has no miracles.Unlike those druid masters, for these ordinary people without occupations, they don't have the equality of wizards and the disgust of druids for those high gods.

Today's Caral can be said to be polarized.

Because of the influence of hours of education, most young people don't even believe in the existence of gods at all.In their view, those priests are nothing more than evil spellcasters who extract power from the world like wizards, or liars who play some tricks. The so-called gods are just illusions they fabricate to deceive fools.

But those old enough to remember Kalal's founding history and the existence of the god kept secret of Kalal's blasphemy.They didn't dare to talk about similar topics at all, lest the gods would punish them and destroy this sinful country.

Caral was still too young.If in a few decades, all the old people who remember the truth about the world die of old age, this country will be able to unite.But now, the fierce conflict between the old and the new ideas has given the Kalar people a strange idea mixed with inferiority and arrogance.

They look down on foreigners who are enslaved by the gods, but at the same time envy their superior life because of Karal's backwardness-even though most of them have never left the border of Karal to take a look at the outside world in their lives.This produces a strange situation, that is, in Karal, the richer the people, the more respect they have for foreigners, and the more contempt for Karal people; The less respectful people are towards foreigners, but they have to take into account the mentality of those rich and powerful lords.

Just like now, at the scene of a major disaster, a Suze and a Fararo gathered together to point and point, but no one dared to express their opinion to them.

No one blamed them, and no one dared to step forward and ask them to join the search and rescue.Instead, they avoided them as if they were drunkards.Suddenly, a large area of ​​​​empty space appeared around Roland and Red Kajihua.

That's good too, so Roland won't have to use soundproofing methods.

Roland cleared his throat, crossed his arms and asked in a low voice to Akakawa, "Let me guess... you know, is it something about the plague?"

"……Yes."

Chi Kajihua nodded slowly, took a deep breath and then exhaled, he reached out his hand for something in his waist, but he couldn't find it, he retracted his hand resentfully, and clasped both hands in front of his chest.

"Maybe you will be a little surprised, why I take this plague event so seriously... Yes, I do take this plague very seriously, very seriously. Do you find it strange? Obviously I am not from Caral, nor am I Know someone here. Even in my opinion, they are just some fools who have turned their backs on the gods, and it would be better to die."

Akajika leaned all her body weight on the wall behind her, and clasped her hands tightly together.He closed his eyes and was silent for a while, and then he said: "Not long ago, I intercepted a letter from someone to the Marquis of Saya... I think you can understand that in our line of work, we receive money from people. Protecting people's lives, although it is not a job with bloody fingers, but you are always dealing with that kind of people. If you don't have a few minds, you will have turned into a corpse in the gutter."

"What did I say... Oh yes, I intercepted that letter. And I untied the wax seal on it in a wonderful way, without leaving any trace. It was sent by an unknown druid, obviously I wrote the detailed information of this plague in vain...very detailed. It is so detailed that it is easy to verify the correctness of the news. But I would rather the news is wrong, because if the news is correct, it will really be a huge disaster. catastrophe."

Roland raised his eyebrows, but there was no response.

If his prediction was correct, this might be another trap set by Farina.However, unlike the previous situation where Roland's eyes were smeared, Roland basically understood what Farina wanted to do when Chi Kajika said this.

What she wanted to do did not conflict with Roland's plan.It could even help Roland. There was no need for Roland to take the risk of getting involved and interfere with her plan.

After Chi Kajiwa paused, she continued: "As far as I know, this plague cannot be treated by any means. It is a truly incurable disease."

"Those infected by the plague will have sunken blood stains on their bodies, just like ordinary bruises. This is the only sign of the plague. People who are severely infected will also have blood stains on their clothes and the houses they live in. And all blood stains, whether on living or dead objects, will continue to emit dust-like spores, infecting everything around them."

"People infected by the plague will initially experience anemia, slight fainting, and reduced resistance. Then they will have fever, general weakness, and severe coughing. After the blood stains appear, treatment cannot be done. At this time, the patient will cough up blood, have decreased vision, and feel nauseated. Vomiting, severe memory loss, unclear logic, and finally rapid deterioration into liquefaction of the internal organs and brain, and all body fluids begin to dry up. Seven days after death, the body will turn into dust and fly in the wind... Once exposed to this dust, infection will occur."

"In the entire infection process, the onset time of the first two links varies depending on the individual's constitution. It is about between three days and two months. But once blood stains appear, they will be all over the body before sunrise and sunset, and will appear on the next day. Completely dead before sunset the next day.”

When Chikahua said this, she smiled slightly at Roland: "How do you feel?"

Roland shook his head slightly and muttered in a low voice: "A huge loophole."

"Yes, it's a huge loophole, and that's the direct reason why I chose to bring you here," Chi Kajika smiled self-deprecatingly, "Why would the Marquis of Saya have such detailed information? Since the druid understands the matter Importance Why don't you come and solve it yourself? Don't think that I don't know about druids because I'm from Fararo...the druid's prophecies are definitely not accurate to this level."

Because Falina’s purpose is to let you see this letter——

Roland knew clearly, but pretended to be confused.

So he continued: "In other words, this druid must have some understanding of this plague, or..."

"—He is the developer of the plague. Or one of them."

(End of this chapter)