"Creak...crack..."

The lords couldn't help but feel numb as they looked at the strange mage chewing on their fingers.

Although I heard that mages who specialize in necromancy generally have weird personalities, it is still hard to accept it now that I have seen it with my own eyes.

Calante didn't care about this. He had seen Poposa's weirder behavior before, so chewing on his finger was nothing.

Compared with these, he was more in awe of the mysterious eldest prince.

After all, a Master Yuan with such an eccentric personality can be used by him. You can imagine how terrifying the energy behind the great prince is.

"The moat of Dragon Fire City comes from the stream formed by the snow water of the Philon Mountains. We only need to spread the plague upstream of the stream. So do you have any questions?"

Calante knocked on the hilt of his sword, causing some of the distracted lords to return to the original question.

"I have no doubts."

"Since Mr. Bobosa has the antidote, then I have no problem."

"Me too."

…

The lords nodded in agreement, and even those who were hesitant had to follow the trend.

Xiwei didn't express any opinions, so he acquiesced, but he knew that most of Bobosa's words were just farts. A mage who studies necromancy would study alchemy to make an antidote?

However, he remembered that Loli seemed to have the ability to get rid of the plague, and planned to go back to Loli to ask after Kalant removed the soundproof barrier.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Kalant raised his hand and pressed it down. After the lords gradually calmed down, he continued to speak:

"Your Excellency Poposa's plague will take effect within three days, so we will start attacking the city on the third day without giving the Pope time to react."

"Of course, this siege is mainly for harassment. We want the Pope to be unable to grasp our ideas and think that we have the capital to attack the city. Only in this way will he continue to lurk in Dragon Fire City."

"The longer time passes, the more serious the plague will be. By the time the Pope reacts and comes out of the city to fight us, the combat power of his men will have been greatly reduced."

"And that's what we want."

…

After a while, the duration of the soundproof barrier ended, and this pre-war discussion ended right there.

Every lord was deeply impressed by Kalant's ruthlessness.

This is a ruthless man who will do whatever it takes to win.

Xiwei did not go to gather with those lords to talk and laugh.

He returned to his military formation alone, looked around and saw that none of the lords paid attention to him.

In addition, the Eagle Leader's army was stationed relatively far back, so he came to Luo Li's side, leaned down and lowered his head and whispered to her ear:

"Lori, I remember that your ability can solve all plagues, right?"

As soon as Loli saw Xiwei's cautious movements, she knew that he didn't want others to hear the conversation between the two of them.

So with a serious look on his face, he gently lay next to Xi Wei's ear, raised a small hand to half cover his mouth, and replied in a low voice:

"That's right~ Any plague can be eliminated with Deadwood Blooming, and Loli can also infuse Deadwood Blooming's healing energy into the water. Although the effect will be weakened, there is no problem in dealing with early-stage plague infections."

Hearing this, Xiwei looked at Luo Li in surprise, and touched her head tenderly when the other party had an expression of "Don't praise me yet".

No matter what conspiracy the eldest prince has this time, he already has a general way to deal with it.

…

Three days later, in the bustling Dragon Fire City.

Crusader camp.

Andrew was hurriedly walking through the military camp carrying a pot of boiling water and a basket of herbs.

He is an ordinary soldier who belongs to the Royal Crusade of the Cologne Empire. He has served in the legion for more than ten years and can be considered a veteran of many battles.

Because he lived long enough, he gradually took the position of captain and was in charge of eight young recruits.

As a little soldier, I only have the right to know what is happening above, but I have no power to change it.

It doesn't matter who he works for. In this kind of world, being alive is a luxury. On the battlefield, he is better than ordinary soldiers.

He can be considered a bigger cannon fodder.

Andrew has a good relationship with his group of young people.

This group of young recruits like to call him Father Andrew because of his meticulous care and imparting knowledge on the battlefield.

He is over fifty years old and has no wife or children.

So I can only place the affection I have always longed for on these brats in their early twenties.

It's just that in the past two or three days, several of his brats have all contracted the same disease.

In other words, people in the entire military camp began to fall ill one after another.

This worried Andrew very much.

This morning he finally couldn't help but go to the nearby mountains and found some herbs based on his experience.

These herbs were all tried out by him when he was sick, and they may be helpful in treating them. He hopes they can also work on those brats.

This disease seems to be a common cough disease. The affected person has general weakness and fever, along with nausea, headache, dry throat, and intermittent coughing.

Generally, people will suffer from this disease during the alternation of spring and winter and the hot summer season.

But now is the time of crisp autumn, and the soldiers are generally in very good health. Andrew can't figure out why they are sick.

Fortunately, coughing is not a serious illness. Even if you don't take medicine, it can usually heal on its own in four or five days. But a war may break out at any time now, and Andrew can't wait.

He shook his head, shook off many messy thoughts, opened the curtain and walked into his military tent.

Through the dim morning sunlight outside the tent, one could vaguely see eight young soldiers wearing armor, sitting listlessly on the ground.

There were some simple foods placed in front of them, but they hardly moved. It was obvious that their appetite had become poor due to illness.

Their faces were flushed, their eyes were distracted, and they looked drowsy. Even if they saw Andrew walking in, they could only weakly raise their heads, barely squeeze out a smile and say hello.

"An...Dad Andrew..."

"Stop working so hard. We're fine. We'll be fine in two days."

"Yes, don't worry, we are very strong."

Just as he was talking, a soldier struggled to stand up and gesture to Andrew, but was pushed back by Andrew.

"I can't control you bunch of monkeys even if I'm sick."

Andrew scolded him angrily and opened the curtains on the roof of the tent to let in the sunlight and wash away the smell of sweat from the soldiers in the tent.

Then he quickly took out the bowls of the eight soldiers, mashed the herbs they found and divided them into eight parts evenly, and then added some boiling water to the bowls.

The juice of the herbal medicine dissolves in hot water and exudes a refreshing fragrance.

He fanned the bowl with his big palm-like hands for a while to lower the temperature of the potion as much as possible, and then he brought the bowl to the soldiers. His calloused hands were steady and no potion was spilled.

"Come on, drink it all. Maybe you'll be fine after drinking it."

The soldiers looked at Andrew gratefully after hearing this. They picked up the potion and were about to drink it, but found that it was a little hot to their hands.

A soldier blew on the bowl and took a sip, but was so burned by the potion that he grinned and couldn't help complaining to Andrew:

"Dad Andrew, you don't know that we never drink boiled hot water. It's not winter yet, so why drink something so hot?"

Andrew glared at the soldier and scolded in a rough voice:

"You know what the heck, the potion needs to be boiled to be effective. I guess you got sick because you drank raw water. You are not allowed to drink raw water for me in the future!"

The soldier was not afraid of Andrew. He was still laughing and joking. Suddenly he felt a little itchy and lightly scratched his back, but because he had no strength, he couldn't reach it.

"Dad Andrew, please scratch it for me!" The soldier looked at Andrew with a flattering look.

"I think you're crazy, aren't you? I act as your father and mother at the same time, and I scratch your back? You ask them to scratch your back!"

"They don't have any strength in their bodies. It's like they haven't been scratched."

"..."

Although he was helpless, Andrew still came to the soldiers.

"Turn around here, I!"

He slapped the soldier on the butt, and the soldier turned his back to him with a playful smile.

"Where is it itchy? Here?"

"Yes...Dad Andrew, please be more diligent. Otherwise, you could pick up my clothes and scratch them. I think I might have been bitten by fleas. These damn gadgets are really annoying!"

"Little bastard..."

Andrew held a leaf cigarette in his mouth, muttering dissatisfiedly, twitching his face, and uncovered the clothes on the soldier's back.

Then he saw a disgusting scene.

I saw that the soldier's wheat-colored skin was covered with dense red sores. It seemed that it was too itchy. The soldier had rubbed it everywhere, and many places had broken out, exuding an unpleasant smell...

Andrew's eyes widened, and he took off the clothes on the backs of several other soldiers, and found that this was the case on each of their backs.

This is definitely no ordinary cough.

Moreover, these abscesses only appeared today and were not there last night when the soldiers slept topless.

It had only been one morning, but it was already so serious.

Andrew's lips were trembling a little. According to his limited knowledge and experience, any abscess on the body is usually a very serious infectious disease.

He no longer cared about giving medicine to the soldiers, and ran out rolling and crawling. He wanted to tell the leader of the Crusader Legion the news.

The other Crusaders don't have elders who are as careful as him to take care of them, so those adults must not know that abscesses will appear on the body after infection.
Chapter completed!