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Chapter 217:Pathogen

Roland and the witches finished their lunch and prepared to return to their rooms for a nap, Carter rushed into the castle hall.

“Your Highness, the civilians from the east that the king has arrived at the dock!”

“So fast?”It seems that Tasha's service is still very efficient, he was happy to think that it is not a loss to people who have served on the patrol and are related to both black and white.But looking at the chief knight's sweaty appearance and tight eyebrows, Roland suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

“What happened?”

"But the people on board had a strange disease," Carter quickly described the patient's characteristics, "in the beginning it was a few people, and now it has spread to two or three ships, and even the soldiers of the First Army have been infected!"

Do patients have dark spots and can they infect each other?It sounds like the plague, the famous Black Death.However, the plague bacteria can not make people's blood change color, not to mention the skin cracked.

Roland's eyebrows frowned.

He thought of Lily for the first time, but whether the other person's ability could deal with this unheard-of epidemic, he was not sure, in case there was no cure and let her get infected.He had to make a careful decision, and listen to Carter’s description, and these people wouldn’t last long.

At the very least, you have to close the place first.

Thinking of this, Roland ordered Carter, "Leading the First Army, pulling up the cordoned area outside the dock, and forbidding anyone to enter or leave."At the same time, he repeated to them: I am coming soon, and that Miss Nanawa is on her way."

“Yes!”

“Is it difficult?”The Nightingeon asked.

"It's not clear, it depends on Lily's ability," he said, "to bring all the members of the Witch's League together, and I can't sleep at noon today."

...

Roland, after all the consideration, felt that he had to stay in isolation with the patient before verifying the effect of Lily's ability.

Fortunately, her fresh-bodied ability is a summon-type, and it can produce results without touching the target – a distance that is close to about five meters, as most witches control.

So he recruited two carpenters, and with Anna's help quickly built a rectangular box-shaped room.In the middle of the room, there is a partition with a small glass window on the upper end, which can see the opposite view through the window.Beneath the partition was a flexible screen drawn by Sorova, and the idea was opened with two small holes that allowed Lily to reach her hands.The soft sky color screen will wrap around the little girl's hand, thus insulating the air on both sides.As long as you wash your hands with alcohol after coming out, you should be able to eliminate the possibility of infection.

The order of the dock was controlled by more than a hundred soldiers of the First Army on board, and it was possible to maintain discipline under the terrible epidemic of infectious diseases, not to say how strong their will was, but that most of the soldiers believed that Miss Nanawa, like the angel, would cure them.

When the box was ready, a soldier who was still able to move on his own, and the black spot was selected only on his arms.

He walked into the room as instructed, standing still, and Lily extended her hand across the partition and exerted her ability.Roland stood beside her, observing each other through the window.

The effect of the magic was silent, and the little girl nodded, and when the gesture was complete, he asked, “How do you feel now?”

“The Prince?”The soldier heard Roland's voice, raised his hand in awe, and then stood in the same place, "Oh, I feel that strength has been restored."“Son, I feel better!”

Roland also saw that the dark spot on his hand was rapidly receding, which was definitely not a symptom of the plague.If I remember correctly, the latter's black spots come from concurrent sepsis and high shading, and even after the plague bacillus is killed, these black spots will have to go for a long time before they subside, and Lily has no ability to resuscitate the body.

However, her new abilities did have a therapeutic effect on unknown diseases, which made Roland a little relieved.

“Recover, just go and call the other soldiers, and enter ten people at a time, and come in once for treatment, whether they show symptoms or not.”

“Yes!"Your Highness," said the soldier, after a moment's greeting, "Thank you, Miss Nanawa."

"It's not Nanawa, it's Miss Lily that saves your life this time."Roland corrected with a smile, "If it is so severe that the skin has burst into blood, Miss Nanawa will need to heal you."

"Yes, yes," he said, touching his head, "thank you, Miss Lilly."

When the soldiers left, Lily glanced at the prince, "It doesn't matter if I get back to Nanawa, I don't need to be thanked."

Why did you just stand so straight?Roland looked at each other's shaking two horse tails, couldn't help but reach out and rub her head, and the other party unexpectedly did not express a protest, just snorted.

Since it is not a plague, what is the disease?He came out of the box, and the Nightingale immediately leaned over, "Your Highness, I have just seen a strange phenomenon, the blood of those people ... there is a sign of magic."

“What?”Roland strang.

"In the mist is like a little starry in the night," said the Nightingeon with certainty, "I have never seen such a small magic radiance."

This is an unexpected discovery, but everything that has anything to do with magic is not caused by witches or related to the church.Now it is at least certain that the disease is not caused by natural bacteria or viruses.

"I know," said the prince, musing for a moment, "if that is the case, draw some blood to observe it."

“No, you could be infected!”She nervously stopped.

"Rest assured," Roland smiled at her, "Lily's new abilities have completely put an eye on the disease."

The blood sample was taken from a civilian who had fallen into a coma, and he placed a glass of black blood on the table to adjust the distance.As the scene inside the camera becomes clearer—if the symptoms are about the same size as bacteria, they probably won’t see anything.But when the focus overlapped with the target for the instant, Roland could hardly believe his eyes.

Only in the narrow line of sight, a number of worms with tentacles and fat belly swim slowly in the liquid, and a mucus spewing from time to time in the tail, like a slender hair.They are about the same size as single-cell algae, but like the mother made by Lily, the body is not transparent, and it is difficult to distinguish whether it is a single-celled organism.

Fortunately, the magic glow on the worm does not affect the ability of the little girl to play a role, when the mixed blood with replicas drips into the sample, the replica will even give priority to attacking these strange bugs, turning them into their own kind.

When all the soldiers of the First Army recovered, in order to avoid accidents, Roland ordered all the fugitives who entered the box to wear a hood and led them in by the soldiers.At the same time, another box room was also built, mainly for Nanawa to treat those seriously ill patients with open flesh.

The treatment lasted from noon until evening, when more than 500 people from ten boats fully recovered, and the crowd erupted in cheers.Many people fell to their knees, chanting long live His Highness, and the sound wave after wave, which could not be subsided for a long time.

“You don’t seem very happy?”The nightingue blinked at him.

“It is not I who cures the disease, but Lily and Nanawa, the witches,” Roland said, shaking her head.

That being said, it is not wise to tell the truth to the public before these people fully accept witches.He sighed gently, hoping that one day the witch would also be able to stand up to the stage.

The Nightingale seemed to understand what was in Roland's heart, and she patted him on the shoulder, "People won't care, you've done well enough."That day will come soon, won’t it?”She paused, "Yes, there's some good news I've forgotten to tell you."

“What is it?”

“The Witch’s Union may have a new member,” the Nightingue grinned.(Unfinished.

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