Chapter 144: The Black Death Outbreak (1)
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Chapter 144: The Black Death Outbreak (1)
About four days had passed since Ray released the mice in Proxia.
The desired reaction manifested quickly.
First, the number of guards patrolling or stationed in the city diminished.
The incubation period for the plague was roughly three days.
By the fourth day, the situation had drastically deteriorated.
Then, shall I start making some treatment medicine?
Despite the chaos in Proxia, Ray remained largely indifferent.
He could clearly predict the future that awaited.
Surrounding himself with a thin layer of mana for protection against the fleas, Ray purchased a few loaves of bread near the castle.
As he observed his surroundings, he noticed mice scurrying across the streets.
If the mice were this rampant, the fleas were without a doubt even more so.
Like fish in water, they would surely wreak havoc throughout Proxias downtown.
After all, Proxia and the dwarf and elf villages were quite far apart.
No matter how deadly the plague, if it wasnt nearby, that was the end of it.
The distance a disease can spread has its limits.
Moreover, the elf village maintained high levels of hygiene.
In terms of cleanliness, it might even surpass modern standards.
Thus, even if the plague reached them, it was unlikely to cause a serious outbreak.
However, Ray deemed it necessary to prepare antibiotics, just to be safe.
Back in his tent, Ray finely chopped the bread he had purchased.
He placed the pieces into a leather pouch and threw it to one side of the tent.
He wasnt certain how many attempts would be successful, but if a distinct green mold developed, it would indicate success.
Now, all he could do was wait and observe the pieces of bread.
In the city of Gehel, the recruitment of soldiers was underway.
Notable mercenaries and able-bodied citizens skilled with spears or swords were being drafted.
Emboldened by their conviction to defend the Holy Land with their own hands, numerous citizens and mercenaries convened.
Their numbers were sufficient to make a significant impact in a war.
Trade guilds indebted to the Holy Kingdom, as well as those favorable towards it, provided financial support.
Priests and healers who had been dispatched to other countries were urgently recalled to prepare for battle, showcasing the Holy Kingdoms power.
Although initially repelled by Proxias unexpected advance, the Holy Kingdom remained a formidable nation.
Despite lacking a Sword Master, Proxias army was a difficult foe to defeat.
The Holy Kingdom had fully prepared for war, yet problems emerged from another quarter.
It was uncertain whether Proxia or another entity had sent them, but assassins began targeting the Holy Kingdoms command structure.
Despite stringent protection, nobles and healers started to fall to assassins, one after another, creating panic.
The overnight fall of a prominent noble family left the Holy Kingdom feeling vulnerable.
Orders to bolster security against assassins proved ineffective.
Assassins penetrated even the most stringent security measures, wiping out entire noble households with a precision not typical of ordinary killers.
The Seven Heavenly Messengers concluded their investigations abroad and returned to the Holy Kingdom.
Unwearied by their lengthy travels, they silently collated the information they had collected.
Concealed in a separate residence arranged by Euclid, they quickly detected a malevolent presence.
Proxia was the most suspect, though certainty eluded them.
After a moments contemplation, Hongyeong issued an order to the Heavenly Messengers.
Collect information while patrolling the area. During this mission, murder or torture will be tolerated, as long as you do not go too far.
With her order, a newfound determination shone in the eyes of the Heavenly Messengers.
Understood, Hongyeong.
We will carry out Hongyeongs order.
We will reconvene here in one week to share our findings. That is all.
As soon as Hongyeong finished her directive, the Heavenly Messengers vanished.
Each was so adept that even a standard assassin guild would struggle to track them, and now they were resolute in their information gathering.
As time passed, mold began to form on the bread.
It came in various colors: white, blue, and a rare yellowish-brown.
Ray discarded the yellowish-brown ones, choosing only those with white, blue, or green mold.
He then separated them by color into different pouches.
The green mold was what he needed.
White and blue molds would eventually turn green after a few stages, so he stored them separately.
Penicillin could be made from blue mold, but certain types of blue mold contained toxic substances that could cause allergies.
Using mold contaminated with other fungi or bacteria to make penicillin could lead to severe stomach pain when ingested, so it was best to store them separately.
With his suppression of the surrounding divine power, the mold grew well.
Normally, the presence of divine power would continuously purify the environment, rendering it unsuitable for mold growth.
After moistening the bread pieces slightly to add moisture and placing them back in the pouches, a pungent smell arose.
It was a sign that things were progressing well.
Ray wondered how many would actually function as effective antibiotics.
He frequently checked on Proxias situation.
Just a few days ago, Proxia had been calm, but now it was in chaos.
Guards who had been fine the day before suddenly collapsed with high fevers and vomiting, and they couldnt understand why.
A fever over 40C could be lethal.
Without treatment, the death toll began to rise within a couple of days.
A few deaths wouldnt significantly impact Proxia.
However, when the number rose to hundreds, they could no longer ignore it.
The continuous death of soldiers without understanding the cause led to divisions among the mage towers.
Did the Black Tower use some black magic!?
We didnt do anything!
Then why are soldiers dying!?
As time passed, skin tissues began to necrotize.
With black spots emerging on the skin, they could only think it was black magic.
As a result, the Black Tower was blamed for everything.
The soldiers, terrified of the unknown contagion, refused to work, and the once-busy downtown became deserted.
Proxias few healers and mages tried everything to eradicate the disease, but to no avail.
Treatment was futile if the environment remained unchanged.
Rats and rat fleas were already swarming the streets.
Divine magic could treat the disease momentarily, but prevention was impossible.
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Chapter 144: The Black Death Outbreak (1)
About four days had passed since Ray released the mice in Proxia.
The desired reaction manifested quickly.
First, the number of guards patrolling or stationed in the city diminished.
The incubation period for the plague was roughly three days.
By the fourth day, the situation had drastically deteriorated.
Then, shall I start making some treatment medicine?
Despite the chaos in Proxia, Ray remained largely indifferent.
He could clearly predict the future that awaited.
Surrounding himself with a thin layer of mana for protection against the fleas, Ray purchased a few loaves of bread near the castle.
As he observed his surroundings, he noticed mice scurrying across the streets.
If the mice were this rampant, the fleas were without a doubt even more so.
Like fish in water, they would surely wreak havoc throughout Proxias downtown.
After all, Proxia and the dwarf and elf villages were quite far apart.
No matter how deadly the plague, if it wasnt nearby, that was the end of it.
The distance a disease can spread has its limits.
Moreover, the elf village maintained high levels of hygiene.
In terms of cleanliness, it might even surpass modern standards.
Thus, even if the plague reached them, it was unlikely to cause a serious outbreak.
However, Ray deemed it necessary to prepare antibiotics, just to be safe.
Back in his tent, Ray finely chopped the bread he had purchased.
He placed the pieces into a leather pouch and threw it to one side of the tent.
He wasnt certain how many attempts would be successful, but if a distinct green mold developed, it would indicate success.
Now, all he could do was wait and observe the pieces of bread.
In the city of Gehel, the recruitment of soldiers was underway.
Notable mercenaries and able-bodied citizens skilled with spears or swords were being drafted.
Emboldened by their conviction to defend the Holy Land with their own hands, numerous citizens and mercenaries convened.
Their numbers were sufficient to make a significant impact in a war.
Trade guilds indebted to the Holy Kingdom, as well as those favorable towards it, provided financial support.
Priests and healers who had been dispatched to other countries were urgently recalled to prepare for battle, showcasing the Holy Kingdoms power.
Although initially repelled by Proxias unexpected advance, the Holy Kingdom remained a formidable nation.
Despite lacking a Sword Master, Proxias army was a difficult foe to defeat.
The Holy Kingdom had fully prepared for war, yet problems emerged from another quarter.
It was uncertain whether Proxia or another entity had sent them, but assassins began targeting the Holy Kingdoms command structure.
Despite stringent protection, nobles and healers started to fall to assassins, one after another, creating panic.
The overnight fall of a prominent noble family left the Holy Kingdom feeling vulnerable.
Orders to bolster security against assassins proved ineffective.
Assassins penetrated even the most stringent security measures, wiping out entire noble households with a precision not typical of ordinary killers.
The Seven Heavenly Messengers concluded their investigations abroad and returned to the Holy Kingdom.
Unwearied by their lengthy travels, they silently collated the information they had collected.
Concealed in a separate residence arranged by Euclid, they quickly detected a malevolent presence.
Proxia was the most suspect, though certainty eluded them.
After a moments contemplation, Hongyeong issued an order to the Heavenly Messengers.
Collect information while patrolling the area. During this mission, murder or torture will be tolerated, as long as you do not go too far.
With her order, a newfound determination shone in the eyes of the Heavenly Messengers.
Understood, Hongyeong.
We will carry out Hongyeongs order.
We will reconvene here in one week to share our findings. That is all.
As soon as Hongyeong finished her directive, the Heavenly Messengers vanished.
Each was so adept that even a standard assassin guild would struggle to track them, and now they were resolute in their information gathering.
As time passed, mold began to form on the bread.
It came in various colors: white, blue, and a rare yellowish-brown.
Ray discarded the yellowish-brown ones, choosing only those with white, blue, or green mold.
He then separated them by color into different pouches.
The green mold was what he needed.
White and blue molds would eventually turn green after a few stages, so he stored them separately.
Penicillin could be made from blue mold, but certain types of blue mold contained toxic substances that could cause allergies.
Using mold contaminated with other fungi or bacteria to make penicillin could lead to severe stomach pain when ingested, so it was best to store them separately.
With his suppression of the surrounding divine power, the mold grew well.
Normally, the presence of divine power would continuously purify the environment, rendering it unsuitable for mold growth.
After moistening the bread pieces slightly to add moisture and placing them back in the pouches, a pungent smell arose.
It was a sign that things were progressing well.
Ray wondered how many would actually function as effective antibiotics.
He frequently checked on Proxias situation.
Just a few days ago, Proxia had been calm, but now it was in chaos.
Guards who had been fine the day before suddenly collapsed with high fevers and vomiting, and they couldnt understand why.
A fever over 40C could be lethal.
Without treatment, the death toll began to rise within a couple of days.
A few deaths wouldnt significantly impact Proxia.
However, when the number rose to hundreds, they could no longer ignore it.
The continuous death of soldiers without understanding the cause led to divisions among the mage towers.
Did the Black Tower use some black magic!?
We didnt do anything!
Then why are soldiers dying!?
As time passed, skin tissues began to necrotize.
With black spots emerging on the skin, they could only think it was black magic.
As a result, the Black Tower was blamed for everything.
The soldiers, terrified of the unknown contagion, refused to work, and the once-busy downtown became deserted.
Proxias few healers and mages tried everything to eradicate the disease, but to no avail.
Treatment was futile if the environment remained unchanged.
Rats and rat fleas were already swarming the streets.
Divine magic could treat the disease momentarily, but prevention was impossible.
Chapter 144: The Black Death Outbreak 1About four days had passed since Ray released the mice in Proxia.The desired reaction manifested quickly.First, the number of guards patrolling or stationed in the city diminished.The incubation period for the plague was roughly three days.By the fourth day, the situation had drastically deteriorated.Then, shall I start making some treatment medicine?Despite the chaos in Proxia, Ray remained largely indifferent.He could clearly predict the future that awaited.Surrounding himself with a thin layer of mana for protection against the fleas, Ray purchased a few loaves of bread near the castle.As he observed his surroundings, he noticed mice scurrying across the streets.If the mice were this rampant, the fleas were without a doubt even more so.Like fish in water, they would surely wreak havoc throughout Proxias downtown.After all, Proxia and the dwarf and elf villages were quite far apart.No matter how deadly the plague, if it wasnt nearby, that was the end of it.The distance a disease can spread has its limits.Moreover, the elf village maintained high levels of hygiene.In terms of cleanliness, it might even surpass modern standards.Thus, even if the plague reached them, it was unlikely to cause a serious outbreak.However, Ray deemed it necessary to prepare antibiotics, just to be safe.Back in his tent, Ray finely chopped the bread he had purchased.He placed the pieces into a leather pouch and threw it to one side of the tent.He wasnt certain how many attempts would be successful, but if a distinct green mold developed, it would indicate success.Now, all he could do was wait and observe the pieces of bread.In the city of Gehel, the recruitment of soldiers was underway.Notable mercenaries and able-bodied citizens skilled with spears or swords were being drafted.Emboldened by their conviction to defend the Holy Land with their own hands, numerous citizens and mercenaries convened.Their numbers were sufficient to make a significant impact in a war.Trade guilds indebted to the Holy Kingdom, as well as those favorable towards it, provided financial support.Priests and healers who had been dispatched to other countries were urgently recalled to prepare for battle, showcasing the Holy Kingdoms power.Although initially repelled by Proxias unexpected advance, the Holy Kingdom remained a formidable nation.Despite lacking a Sword Master, Proxias army was a difficult foe to defeat.The Holy Kingdom had fully prepared for war, yet problems emerged from another quarter.It was uncertain whether Proxia or another entity had sent them, but assassins began targeting the Holy Kingdoms command structure.Despite stringent protection, nobles and healers started to fall to assassins, one after another, creating panic.The overnight fall of a prominent noble family left the Holy Kingdom feeling vulnerable.Orders to bolster security against assassins proved ineffective.Assassins penetrated even the most stringent security measures, wiping out entire noble households with a precision not typical of ordinary killers.The Seven Heavenly Messengers concluded their investigations abroad and returned to the Holy Kingdom.Unwearied by their lengthy travels, they silently collated the information they had collected.Concealed in a separate residence arranged by Euclid, they quickly detected a malevolent presence.Proxia was the most suspect, though certainty eluded them.After a moments contemplation, Hongyeong issued an order to the Heavenly Messengers.Collect information while patrolling the area. During this mission, murder or torture will be tolerated, as long as you do not go too far.With her order, a newfound determination shone in the eyes of the Heavenly Messengers.Understood, Hongyeong.We will carry out Hongyeongs order.We will reconvene here in one week to share our findings. That is all.As soon as Hongyeong finished her directive, the Heavenly Messengers vanished.Each was so adept that even a standard assassin guild would struggle to track them, and now they were resolute in their information gathering.As time passed, mold began to form on the bread.It came in various colors: white, blue, and a rare yellowish-brown.Ray discarded the yellowish-brown ones, choosing only those with white, blue, or green mold.He then separated them by color into different pouches.The green mold was what he needed.White and blue molds would eventually turn green after a few stages, so he stored them separately.Penicillin could be made from blue mold, but certain types of blue mold contained toxic substances that could cause allergies.Using mold contaminated with other fungi or bacteria to make penicillin could lead to severe stomach pain when ingested, so it was best to store them separately.With his suppression of the surrounding divine power, the mold grew well.Normally, the presence of divine power would continuously purify the environment, rendering it unsuitable for mold growth.After moistening the bread pieces slightly to add moisture and placing them back in the pouches, a pungent smell arose.It was a sign that things were progressing well.Ray wondered how many would actually function as effective antibiotics.He frequently checked on Proxias situation.Just a few days ago, Proxia had been calm, but now it was in chaos.Guards who had been fine the day before suddenly collapsed with high fevers and vomiting, and they couldnt understand why.A fever over 40C could be lethal.Without treatment, the death toll began to rise within a couple of days.A few deaths wouldnt significantly impact Proxia.However, when the number rose to hundreds, they could no longer ignore it.The continuous death of soldiers without understanding the cause led to divisions among the mage towers.Did the Black Tower use some black magic!?We didnt do anything!Then why are soldiers dying!?As time passed, skin tissues began to necrotize.With black spots emerging on the skin, they could only think it was black magic.As a result, the Black Tower was blamed for everything.The soldiers, terrified of the unknown contagion, refused to work, and the once-busy downtown became deserted.Proxias few healers and mages tried everything to eradicate the disease, but to no avail.Treatment was futile if the environment remained unchanged.Rats and rat fleas were already swarming the streets.Divine magic could treat the disease momentarily, but prevention was impossible.
