The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 74
Only Noblemtl
#74. Regrets that go back (6)
He got up in surprise at the news that there was a patient with the Black Death, but then staggered forward, his right leg stiffening.
“Youth!”
“ah…….”
Fortunately, thanks to Cedric who was in front of me, I avoided the unfortunate incident of falling.
Their bodies touch. I put one hand on his chest to regain my balance, and Cedric wiggled his fingertips wildly.
“I’m sorry. I was a little surprised.”
“Youth, you’ve treated the Black Death before, right? What are the chances that it’s already spread to the passengers?”
Izumi hurriedly urged me on.
He seemed much more prepared for the usual easygoing nature of things. Of course, he would have been in a hurry if something as big as the Black Death had happened.
If you leave it alone, it will get out of control.
“First of all, I think it would be good to take a look at the patient. Where is that patient?”
“I told the ship owner that he needed to be quarantined, and he took action right away. It was obvious that the condition was serious, so I guess that’s what he did.”
Cedric frowned.
The Black Death is not usually noticeable at first.
Early symptoms of the Black Death include a fever of over 38 degrees Celsius, muscle pain, joint pain, and headache.
When you have a headache, body ache, and a slight fever, most people tend to think that you have gotten a cold from overwork or exposure to cold wind.
But when symptoms worsen, things change.
Gradually, a cough of blood begins to come out of the lungs, and the joints at the ends begin to slowly turn black and rot.
Especially when my hands and feet start to turn black, it’s already over. There’s no treatment at all unless I’m completely healed, and it’s obvious that I’ve already spread it around during the incubation period and when the initial symptoms appear.
“It is important to suppress the epidemic in its early stages. Let’s hurry.”
***
“Ugh, ah.”
The condition was serious.
The man, who appeared to be in his 40s, appeared to be on the verge of death from a boiling fever, and when the bandage on his hand was removed, everything from his wrist down was black.
My eyebrows furrowed on their own.
At this point, the person has been sick for quite some time. Even if the symptoms of the pneumonic plague are rapid, if the hands and feet turn completely black, it means that the person has been sick for at least a week.
“Are you out of your mind? You put a patient like this on a cruise ship?”
Liliana, who almost lost her mother to the Black Death, reacted most sensitively. The air around her crackled and distorted in response to her emotions.
The captain, who had to bear the full brunt of her wrath, averted his gaze in fear as his red eyes glowed even more fiercely due to the magic of fire.
“No, how could I have known that I would be in this condition? I thought it was just a cold. Is that black death? Disease? That serious?”
“Did you ask if it was serious?”
She got upset.
“When the Black Death broke out in the country ten years ago, more than a thousand people died! If the saint hadn’t appeared in time, more than half of them might have died. But, what? A cold?”
“Calm down, Liliana.”
I grabbed her arm.
As the princess of a branch country and as a daughter who almost lost her mother, Liliana is very sensitive to infectious disease management.
But objectively speaking, the ship owner was not at fault at all.
“You had a bandage wrapped around your hand. How would I know?”
“That’s it.”
“Besides, this is a country where the Black Death never broke out, so it’s natural that they don’t know the fear.”
“… … I see.”
Liliana quickly agreed to the reasonable objection, but her bright eyes remained the same.
“Patient, are you okay?”
“Ugh.”
It seems like you can’t hear properly.
I held the hand of the man who was panting with fever.
“I hope that God’s blessings will be with you.”
Completely healed.
Phew!
A white beam of light extended from the hand and filled the room at once, then flowed into the sick man.
Then a miracle happens.
Hands and feet that had been blackened and dead came back to life. Eyes that had been clouded by fever began to show life, and cheeks that had turned pale began to show a bright blush.
On the contrary, my face turned pale.
‘Ugh.’
It smelled like blood, as if the wound was coming from inside. I swallowed the blood that had risen to the tip of my throat.
Of course it doesn’t hurt.
Analgesia is god!
“what…!”
The captain who first witnessed my miracle took a step back in surprise. The man who was the object of the miracle was also surprised.
“Hey, where is this place?”
“It’s in the stomach. Are you feeling better now, patient?”
“Ah. Ah, yes. Yes.”
He asked with a blank expression.
“Did I buy it?”
“yes.”
“How on earth did you survive? I thought I had a terminal illness.”
…Hmm? A fatal disease?
No, it’s not strange. Even if you didn’t know what the Black Death was, if you were that sick and your flesh was rotting away, it would be normal for you to give up hope in life by the standards of this era.
I said with a smile.
“Thanks to the grace of Ether, my illness has completely healed, so there is no need to worry anymore.”
“Lord Ether…?”
He muttered as if he was puzzled.
But that time was not long.
“Thank you, Priestess! Thanks to you, I was saved!”
He came back to his senses and immediately fell to the ground and casted Dogeza. I wasn’t surprised because it was an expected reaction.
“Oh, well. I guess some guy would threaten Dean into bandaging him and getting on a cruise ship, and he’d just do it anyway. I guess he drew it to tell her to meet the priestess on the ship.”
All four party members flinched at the bombshell declaration that came out of the man’s mouth.
‘Who ordered this?’
If someone with the Black Death had boarded a cruise ship without knowing it, that could very well have happened.
As I said before, the hydrangeas do not know how terrible the Black Death is.
In addition, around this time, regardless of East or West, there was no knowledge of bacteria and viruses. Even the doctors at the local branch were trying to haphazardly apply ‘fundamental treatments’ before I showed up and shared the relevant knowledge.
Examples are as follows.
1. Are you sick?
Pain comes from the brain. So let’s open the skull and cut out the brain.
2. Do you have a toothache?
If you have a tooth, it will hurt. Let’s pull it out before it hurts.
3. Do you have a skin disease?
When you take a bath, the pores of your skin open up and foreign substances can enter. So, try not to wash your body as much as possible.
4. The rest is omitted.
With the level of medical care being this bad, there’s no way anything can go right.
The East was a bit better during the same period, but they only tried to treat internal injuries with acupuncture and herbal medicine for muscle pain, so they didn’t really know how the disease was transmitted.
Because of this, even if a sick person were to wander around, there was relatively less awareness that he or she would cause trouble to others.
Or, well. It could be a national characteristic of the Chinese people regardless of the era, not caring about others. (Ancient Japan, where samurai would cut down anyone who didn’t pay attention to others with a single sword, is not included.) Anyway, that’s why I wasn’t particularly frightened by the fact that a man with the Black Death boarded the ship. Since the level of thinking on the Eastern Continent was about the same anyway, it was hard to see any particular malicious intent.
If only I had someone else’s fortune.
Then the story changes.
‘If someone who knew what the Black Death was had deliberately brought sick people on board to spread the disease.’
The cruise is an epic journey that will take more than ten days, heading north along the river. And no matter how big a ship is, it is still a ship.
If you stay in such a confined space with a patient with the middle stage of the Black Death for more than ten days, there is no way you will not get sick.
That means there’s a high chance that this is a conspiracy targeting someone on board this ship.
After explaining my reasoning, I asked the captain.
“Sir, have you ever had a grudge against anyone?”
“Yes? No, um. Well.”
What? Does that mean there isn’t one?
“As you know, my Lady, if you want to accumulate wealth in this land, you’re bound to have enemies. Honestly, there are so many that I can’t even begin to count them.”
ah.
It’s not that there aren’t any, it’s that there are too many to count. Either way, it’s clear that something is missing.
It’s true these days, but in the past, merchants were worse than the conglomerates.
It was a time when business was done by preying on others, lending a bushel of rice when there was no grain due to floods or droughts, taking away their fields or rice paddies, or taking their children and forcing their daughters into prostitution and their sons into slavery.
In those days, if you were wealthy enough to run a multi-story luxury ship, the odds that your methods of amassing your wealth were clean were about the same as the odds that a politician today would tell the truth.
That means 0.1%.
Actually, I wanted to say 0%, but I left 0.1% just in case.
“But isn’t the case solved? The patient’s condition has completely improved, so there are no more problems.”
“… … .”
I remained silent at the captain’s words.
There’s no way the case can be solved that easily.
I looked back at Cedric.
“Hey. What did the guy who ordered you to board look like? Do you remember his characteristics?”
He noticed my signal and questioned the man instead.
Cedric is basically a tall man, close to 190 cm tall, with a large build and a fierce impression. A handsome man with a blunt expression who is always optimized for overwhelming others.
That’s why the answers came out smoothly.
“Oh, it was a suspicious guy wearing a white crow mask. I don’t remember the rest well, but… … .”