Chapter 544 Plague

Three days later, Erwin conducted a strict inspection of the Mariles team and others.

After a series of demonstrations, it was finally confirmed that these people were normal.

He took a long breath and smiled:

“Go home, boys, and give everyone a day off today and tomorrow.

Enjoy your vacation, and continue to work hard after returning to the team."

"Thank you, Bishop!"

Mariles bowed and then called his subordinates, "Guys, I'd like to invite you all to have a drink at the Broken Bones Tavern tonight."

The Broken Bones Tavern is the most popular tavern among the Night's Watch, with the strongest liquor and the most charming maids.

On weekdays, it is the gathering place of the Night Watchmen, and it is like a second base for everyone.

Faranil responded immediately: "Haha, I will definitely go to the tavern early and order a roasted whole lamb while waiting for the captain to pay the bill."

"Let's go together," the team was filled with laughter.

After checking, no abnormalities were found and everyone felt relieved.

A large portion of the Night Watch's death toll was caused by various infections after the battle.

Mariles thought of something, looked up and asked:

"Bishop, what exactly are those strange insects? Have you discovered what they are?"

In the past few days, he saw more and more patrol teams being admitted to the hospital. After asking around, he found out that these people had the same experience as them.

“Pah.”

Erwin slapped his head in annoyance and said rather awkwardly, "I have been too busy these past few days. I haven't had time to dissect those strange insects."

Mariles shook his head imperceptibly and said with a smile, "When Your Excellency the Bishop has a result, remember to let me know."

After Mariles and others left, Erwin led his assistants to check the conditions of other wounded people one by one, and dealt with various trivial matters during the process.

The day passed in a busy manner. When night fell, he hurried back to his residence with his hands behind his back and a heavy heart.

Ever since the first team was attacked by strange red insects of unknown origin, it was like opening the evil god Pandora's box, and there were several incidents of patrol teams being attacked by strange insects one after another.

When the injured team members save themselves according to the emergency care manual, they will inevitably suffer a lot of blood loss, which will greatly affect the team's combat effectiveness.

He sighed inwardly. Winter was about to come. If the troops suffered a large number of non-combat casualties, this winter would be very difficult to endure.

When he returned to his residence, he lit two specially made tallow lamps, and the slightly dim room immediately became brighter.

Erwin sat at the table and wrote a report on the unusual circumstances of recent days, preparing to submit it the next day.

Patrol teams often encounter attacks from creatures they have never seen before, because the monsters living in the gray fog are always mutating. Even if they were originally the same monster, they become like two completely different creatures after mutation.

But being attacked continuously by the same monster was something that had never happened before, and Erwin instinctively felt that something was wrong.

News came from the Vatican that the gods speculated that there might be an evil god nearby. The archbishop once organized a group of elite troops to explore the area around the city, but found nothing.

Now that the unusual red monster insects have attacked repeatedly, Alvin suddenly realized that they might be the minions of the evil god.

As long as he finds the nest of these strange insects, he can verify whether his guess is true.

After finishing the report, Erwin yawned. He was exhausted both physically and mentally after working continuously for several days, and was enveloped by a deep sense of sleepiness.

The work of dissecting and studying the strange insects that attacked the soldiers had not yet begun. He sighed and decided to take a nap and complete the dissection work early tomorrow morning.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself, and when his mind was at peace, he began to pray before going to bed.

The Archbishop conveyed the instructions of the Holy See that everyone must pray for half an hour every day to purify their inner world and prevent their spirituality from being corroded by invisible pollution.

After praying, Erwin set an alarm and fell into a deep sleep.

In the barn of the camp, camels were quietly eating grass.

Some camels lost their appetite. They felt their bodies trembling and their limbs could not support their body weight, so they fell to the ground.

The bell tower in Lordaeron rang seven times, and the Broken Bones Tavern was now filled with people.

The smell of smoke from the kitchen mixed with the aroma of food makes people's appetite increase.

When Mariles arrived at the tavern, the team members had already occupied two adjacent tables.

The maids twisted their slender waists and shuttled between the wine tables. He casually patted the soft peach-like back of a familiar maid and immediately felt the aftermath of the shock:

"Hi, Voss, long time no see."

This maid was the hottest one in the tavern, and the two of them would occasionally spend the night together.

The maid turned around angrily, and when she saw who had put out her dirty hands, her angry expression instantly turned into a gentle one. She winked and smiled coquettishly, "Dear Mali, I haven't seen you for a few days. Did you miss me?"

"all the time!"

Mariles responded that his family returned to the embrace of the gods because of various people who were willing to leave the world.

Whenever he felt lonely, he could always find comfort in this maid.

"Beautiful lady, do you have time tonight?"

Voss nodded charmingly and whispered in his ear:

"Let's go for a walk together when I get off work."

After saying that, she turned and left, leaving behind a few wisps of faint fragrance.

"Hey, Captain, don't just stand there, here!"

A team member blew a whistle and shouted towards us with a wink.

Everyone knew about the affair between the captain and the sexy waitress.

"I am here."

Mariles swallowed his saliva, which was not sure whether it was caused by the smell of food or something else, and quickly walked to the table and sat down.

He glanced at everyone, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Faraniel, you guys are not in good shape, why don't you have a few drinks and go back to bed early."

The spirits of several injured team members seemed rather low. Come to think of it, they lost a lot of blood to treat their injuries, how could they possibly recover so quickly?

Thinking of this, his heart sank slightly.

The attack a few days ago was not an isolated case. We don’t know how many red strange insects of unknown origin are lurking in the patrol area. The situation is very serious and we don’t know how to deal with it in the future.

"Fuck it, how can I justify the injury if I don't find a girl to be gentle with?"

Faranil forced himself to boost his flagging spirits and took a sip of the liquor.

Because the weather in the Lordaeron area is too cold, strong liquor is the best-selling product here, and fruit wine, beer and the like cannot be sold at all.

Faranil shook his head, and no one knew that as he shook his head, countless invisible green dust spread in the tavern.

The atmosphere in the pub became increasingly heated. Alcohol excited and numbed people's nerves. Everyone laughed heartily and breathed heavily.

From time to time, someone would push aside the thick leather curtain in the cold wind, and the smell in the pub would spread to the outside.

At five in the morning, Erwin was awakened by the alarm clock and he struggled to get up.

After lighting the tallow lamp and brewing a cup of strong coffee, he felt consciousness slowly coming back to him.

He found the bottle containing the strange red insect, went to the laboratory next door, and began the dissection.

The knife cut through the shriveled body of the strange insect and quickly turned it into a pile of minced meat and organs.

Then he took out various chemicals and devices and began to test the contamination of the corpse tissues.

He immersed the last bit of solidified green substance into the golden potion and immediately smelled a faint stench of decay, which was nauseating.

He found that the potion did not have a boiling reaction and nodded slightly.

The potion did not boil, indicating that the test subject was only slightly contaminated, far less than other monsters living in the gray fog.

Even considering the very small body of the strange insect, he thought that this strange insect had nothing to do with the minions of the evil god.

Erwin took out the report he had written last night, revised it, and rewrote it, preparing to send someone to submit it to the archbishop after dawn.

In the new report, he crossed out speculation about the evil god's minions.

Mariles saw the team members returning one after another and nodded with satisfaction.

“Guys, cheer up and finish the patrol early so we can come back earlier.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Faranil, you seem to be in a state of depression these days. If you know that you are not in good health, you should stop fooling around with your lover."

This dirty joke really caused the team members to laugh secretly. Faraniel felt that he was not feeling well, but when he felt carefully, he could not find out what was wrong specifically.

He curled his lips and said unhappily:

"Come on, Captain, you have dark circles under your eyes, and you still have the nerve to criticize others!"

There was another burst of laughter.

Mariles saw that the players' spirits had improved after the joke, so he waved his hand:

"Okay, enough joking. Grab your camel and let's go now!"

After a while, the team members got on their camels and began their patrol journey.

After running just over ten kilometers, Mariles realized something was wrong. The camel's body was getting hotter and hotter, and it felt very unstable when running.

"Everyone, slow down a bit. My camel seems to be sick."

Everyone restrained their camels and the team stopped.

Faranil frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "My camel seems to be sick too. It's a little shaky when it runs. I was thinking about finishing the patrol and going back to see a veterinarian.

Are those keepers blind? Can't they see that there is something wrong with the camel?"

"Captain, my camel beast seems to be sick too."

"Mine too."

When Mariles heard all the team members report that their camels were in a bad condition and seemed to be sick, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

No matter how coincidental it is, it is impossible for so many camels to have problems at the same time.

Not only him, but everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.

These camels have always been raised together. If something happens to them, problems will probably arise with the other camels as well.

"Faraniel, go back immediately and inform the bishop of this matter."

Mariles ordered that the situation was urgent, as no one knew what disease the camels of the Night's Watch had contracted and whether the disease would have any impact on the human body.

"Yes, sir," Faraniel responded. He took a deep breath, and without caring about his camel, he rushed back desperately.

"thump."

The running camel suddenly knelt down on its front legs, plunged its head to the ground, and never got up again.

Immediately afterwards, dark green pus flowed out from its eye sockets, mouth and nose.

“Shit!”

Faranil rolled over several times on the ground, then got up and came to the camel.

His eyes suddenly widened and his pupils contracted sharply. In a situation like this, even a fool would know that there was a problem, and it was an extremely serious problem.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and what was even more terrifying was that he had no idea when it all started.

At this moment, Faraniel felt his physical discomfort becoming more and more serious, but he could not care less.

He tore off his coat and anything that would affect his speed, and ran at full speed towards Lordaeron.

The camel behind him quickly turned into a dark green mass. In the desolate environment, this color not only failed to bring peace of mind, but also posed an inexplicable danger.

Faraniel felt his body getting hotter and hotter. A drop of sweat flowed down his forehead to the corner of his eye. He actually saw a deep green.

He reached out and touched his eye sockets, and found that his hands were covered with a sticky dark green substance.

What happened? When did I get infected?

Faranil realized that he had the same disease as the camel, and immediately felt extremely frightened.

"Well"

He suddenly began to vomit, and dark green pus flowed out of his mouth, nose, and eye sockets.

Faranil could no longer hold on, his body softened and he slowly fell down, his consciousness quickly blurred, and finally he sank into endless darkness.

Lordaeron City, Broken Bones Tavern.

When Voss was wiping the table, he suddenly felt dizzy and fell weakly on the table.

The tavern owner yelled sarcastically: "Hurry up and work! I don't pay you to be lazy."

Before he could finish his words, Voss suddenly raised his head and looked at him.

The tavern owner saw the other party showing a weird smile, and dark green pus flowed out of his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

The boss suddenly felt infinite nausea rising from the bottom of his stomach and tried not to retch.

Then he discovered to his horror that dark green mucus was also gushing out of his mouth.

"What? A large number of camels are dying. What's going on?"

Erwin stood up suddenly from the chair, and because he used too much force, the chair fell to the ground with a "bang".

The head groom in charge of raising the camels was pale and trembling as he said, "I, I don't know what happened. I rushed to the scene as soon as I heard the report and found that few of the camels were still able to move.

The animal shed was filled with disgusting green ichor and a faint stench of decay, much like rats rotting in the summer."

Rancid smell? Erwin suddenly thought of the time when he dissected the strange insect and realized that he might have overlooked something crucial.

He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and said:

"Come on, take me to the scene."

The two men hurried to the animal stable. The head groom saw several of his subordinates guarding the door lying on the ground and hurried over.

Alvin's heart skipped a beat and he quickened his pace to get ahead of the leader of the grooms.

When he saw the sticky dark green pus constantly flowing out of the mouth and nose of the person lying on the ground, his scalp suddenly went numb: "It's over, it's a plague, a plague that can be transmitted to humans!"

(End of this chapter)