Chapter 216 Evil Plague

For the next two days, Tasa kept going back and forth between the Margaery Chamber of Commerce and the outskirts of the capital.

The boat to pick up the fugitives was provided by Margaery, and the First Army would pretend to be mercenaries and go to the canal pier within the agreed time to arrange for the fugitives to board the boat.

As for spreading news and enticing people to take the bait, Black Hammer and the others are already familiar with it, and Tasa is not worried about this. It is much more convenient for rats to do this kind of thing than outsiders. Although the scope is only in the northern city area, the fugitives will definitely spread it among each other. Moreover, it is impossible for him to take everyone away at once. His Highness has explained that this matter can be done slowly. One ship is one ship.

On the day when the fleet arrived, nearly a thousand displaced refugees arrived at the pier, and this effect was beyond Tasa's expectations. If only relying on the first army to promote it, it would be considered good if a hundred people believed it.

According to the screening requirements of His Royal Highness, he let children board the ship first, followed by families with children, and finally adults. As for the elderly... He found that there were almost no gray-haired old people in the crowd. Maybe they were unwilling to take risks in a remote place, or they simply couldn't afford to escape from the east to the capital.

The first fleet consisted of ten sloops carrying more than 500 people, and the rest were driven back to the camp, but they also brought back the news that "the fleet will come again".

Originally, he thought that the first task assigned by His Highness would be successfully completed, but he did not expect that shortly after the merchant fleet transported away the second batch of people, Tasa encountered a difficult problem.

A strange illness suddenly appeared in the royal city.

The dead man who was first discovered was lying on the side of the road, black spots appeared on his body, his teeth fell off, his skin was cracked, and the blood that flowed out changed color—it was as terrifying as when a witch was swallowed by the power of a demon. But the deceased was not a woman, but a male civilian living in Beicheng District.

Afterwards, several corpses with the same symptoms were found one after another, and some people who had been in contact with the corpses began to develop black spots, which could not be subsided by using herbs or ice compresses, and even during bloodletting treatment, the blood turned red. The inside is black, as if mixed with a lot of ink.

Fear quickly spread among the crowd, and more and more people went to the church to pray, but everything was useless. More and more people had black spots on their bodies, and even the refugees outside the city also showed the same symptoms.

The high priest of the church came forward and he declared that it was a conspiracy of witches who unleashed the power of the devil to infect other innocent people. No current treatment method can resist the power of the demon, and those who are corrupted will die in excruciating pain. But the church will never sit idly by. They have developed the Holy Spirit medicine, which is enough to curb the evil power of this hell devil.

This preaching gave the infected people a glimmer of hope. They sat around the door of the church every day, waiting for the release of the holy medicine.

Although Tasa was deeply skeptical of the church's statement, he temporarily suspended the transport of fugitives just in case.

"Why did you stop?" Black Hammer expressed his perplexity. "Now those guys are also being corroded by demon power. If we don't send them away quickly, why don't we let them stay outside the city to make seeds for the witch?"

"That's what the higher authorities mean," he said impatiently. "It's just that ordinary fugitives are fine. If the western region is also infected by this evil force, what will happen to the kingdom?"

"Uh——" Black Hammer choked slightly, "However, what happens to the western region is none of our business, Lord Tasa, why don't you just pretend you didn't hear what the above said, and drag them all away. Think about it, this kind of ghost thing may be corroded as long as it is touched, I don't want to stay with a lot of hell devils, even if it is separated by a wall."

"Pretend you didn't hear? I only have one head," Tasa said coldly, "You only have one too. Do as I say!"

After he left the tavern, he found a shop marked with the Margery Caravan logo, and showed his token.

"I want to see your boss, the sooner the better."

It didn't take long before he saw the businesswoman again in the secret room of the shop.

"This disease definitely has nothing to do with witches," Margaery said. "If the unleashed demon power can't even be resisted by God's Stone of Retaliation, then they would have turned Hermes into a dead place long ago."

"I think so too, but the most urgent thing is to report this matter to His Royal Highness Roland. Although the two groups of people on board did not see the symptoms of black spots, it seems that this disease did not occur on the spot. If someone on board is infected with the power of demons, Border Town must respond immediately." Tasa took out a folded letter from his arms, "I need your help to send the letter back to His Highness as soon as possible."

"Of course." She nodded, "Messages are always the fastest between merchants."

...

The several days of sailing made Lucia feel sick.

For the past month, she seems to have been fleeing non-stop, fleeing from the east to the capital, and then from the capital to the west. But the former was driven out of the home, while the latter was the last hope in her heart.

"Sister...water, I'm thirsty..."

Bell let out a painful groan, and reached out to grab her arm.

"Okay, I'll get you some water to drink."

Lucia grabbed the cloth bag at hand, staggered out of the cabin, lay down on the lowest part of the ship's side, and dipped the bag into the river water. The acid water in her stomach surged up again, she couldn't hold back, and finally vomited out in one gulp. The few barley porridge in his stomach was spat out, and acid water flowed out of his nostrils. She resisted the urge to cry, gritted her teeth, wiped her face with the back of her hand, and continued to soak the cloth bag. She didn't hold it in her arms until the bag was full of water, and ran back to the cabin quickly.

"The water is coming, open your mouth."

But Ling's complexion was worse than before, an abnormal flush appeared on both cheeks, and her forehead was terribly hot. She pursed her lips tightly, moaning intermittently.

Lucia had to open her mouth forcefully, twisted the cloth bag tightly, and let the water drop into her sister's mouth.

"Don't get too close to her, the black spots have spread to her neck, she won't last long." A middle-aged man in the cabin said weakly, "We're all going to die here, you better take care of yourself."

Not long after leaving the capital, someone on the ship contracted a terrible disease. First, he was hot all over, and then dark spots appeared on his skin. The illness would deteriorate rapidly after three or four days. disease. So on the fifth day, the fleet cleared out a sailboat to carry the sick. Lucia guessed that the reason why the other party didn't throw all the sick fugitives into the river was that there were infected people among themselves.

After black spots appeared on Ling's body, she did not listen to others' dissuasion, and resolutely followed her sister to this ship full of patients.

In order to take care of the young Ling, she almost did not sleep for two days.

Lucia still didn't give up, she believed that as long as she arrived in the west, everything would be better.

If the rumors are true...the Aid Society is her last hope. (To be continued.)