The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 8
Only Noblemtl
#8. Black Death (3)
It started with the old man next door.
“Oh my god!”
“Father’s skin is back!”
When the family saw my healing power, their mouths opened wide and they all fell at my feet.
“This old man, thanks to the saint, my life was saved. It may not be much, but please accept this small reward.”
“Get up. I didn’t do this expecting anything in return.”
I smiled, suppressing the pain that came as a reaction.
There was no need to act.
[Advance points +100]
Wow! Point!
I’m full even without eating!
Of course, the people who received treatment from me had no idea about this fact, so I had no choice but to keep bending over.
“How could I ignore such a favor?”
“hmm…….”
I thought about it for a moment.
Saint. Saint.
If you want to get the job of a saint, it would be good to show that you are faithful, right?
“I am just a servant of the great god. I am only performing the deeds of the god. How can you continue to repay me? I will be grateful to you in the future on my behalf.”
The flattery skills of well-oiled graduate students who serve their professors are frightening.
After several rounds of laughter, the old man and his family were moved to tears.
“I will believe and follow you, Saint!”
Next.
The third home was being maintained by both his twin children and his wife.
After I completely cured all three of them and told them something similar to what I said at first, their families also knelt before me.
‘Is this another world style dogeza?’
J-animation, scary.
The main character won’t make and eat natto later, right?
So, as a Korean, should I promote the excellence of kimchi?
“Coolook.”
Oops.
As the escape from reality ended, a sharp pain came over me. As I stumbled, Mars was startled and supported me.
“Saint, please go to my house and rest. You can continue the treatment tomorrow.”
“Oh, not yet.”
I said, shuddering.
“I’ll just do two more houses.”
“but.”
Shut up, you guide.
Don’t stop me from earning points!
– I couldn’t say that, so a soft-spoken line came out of my mouth.
“The Black Death is a fast-moving disease. If I think that someone might die while I’m still… … .”
But XX hurts so bad.
The physical pain brought tears to Mars’ eyes, and his eyes twitched slightly.
“… If that’s what you mean, then I understand.”
***
It took two full weeks to cure all the villagers in Mars.
The only good thing is that as the treatment continues, my patience increases.
‘Now I can easily handle ten people a day.’
Oh, it still hurts.
Just put up with it.
‘I need to pick up the pace a bit more starting tomorrow.’
The point accumulation speed was too slow.
We need to treat not ten, but twenty, or even thirty people a day.
‘To go home.’
Fortunately, thanks to Mars, who made a huge mistake, I don’t have to worry about food, clothing, and shelter, and the townspeople are not kind to me, so I’m impatient.
“Youthful Unnie!”
While I was making treatment plans, Amy burst through the door and came rushing in.
The girl with flowing red hair looked healthier and fresher than when I first met her.
“Dad calls me to eat breakfast.”
“Okay, I’ll go out now.”
I answered Amy and picked up my cane to maintain the concept.
The child’s walking stick, carved from wood, is the work of Mars. I received it as a gift from him a week after I arrived here.
Knock, knock.
The footsteps that move with a pleasant sound are brisk. Not frivolous, but just light.
“You look happy, sis.”
“Now there are no patients among the villagers.”
I think I have achieved my first goal.
Starting today, I’m going to work hard and kill twenty… no, thirty… damn it.
‘It must hurt so bad.’
I suddenly felt depressed.
“Sister?”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
I smiled bitterly at the anxious Amy.
“I thought about it and realized that there are still many people outside the village who need help, so I don’t think I should be too happy.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
Then Mars popped out from behind.
He was wearing an apron that didn’t match his bandit-like size. He had just prepared breakfast and led me with a plain hand.
“If it weren’t for the saint, I, Amy, and everyone else would have lost someone precious to them. You have already saved countless people.”
“…Thank you, Mars.”
I smiled awkwardly.
It stings a little when I receive such direct favors.
‘I feel like a fraud.’
I am not good enough to do good deeds without receiving anything in return.
Treating the Black Death is just for earning points. Nothing more, nothing less.
I opened the quest window.
[Main Quest]
Save a billion people.
Current: 1,192
‘…hmm.’
The target is 1 billion people.
Currently, there are about 1,200 people.
There’s over 990 million left.
‘I have to work hard from now on.’
There’s still a long way to go.
My body was warm, so I picked up the spoon and started to cry naturally.
“Oh, Mr. Mars. From today on, I want to go out to the next village.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“If you’re going to tell me to rest, then stop. Even while eating like this, when I think of the people who are in pain… … .”
“… That’s not what I meant.”
He spoke in confusion.
“It seems that the rumor has spread to the neighboring villages, and patients have come here to seek the saint’s grace. How about setting up a barracks in the village to help them?”
“ah.”
My cheeks turned red from acting like an old-fashioned saint.
“Ha, but then what about the patients who have difficulty moving? I guess it’s better for me to go.”
“It will be much more efficient than going door to door to find patients.”
“That’s… that’s right.”
It certainly seemed like it would be better for earning points.
I nodded.
“Okay, I’ll do that.”
And an hour later.
I realized that my decision was right.
“There’s a long line stretching towards the barracks. There must be at least a hundred people there.”
Mars, standing next to me, said that, but in fact, I could see ahead and knew.
‘Where on earth are you?’
It seemed like all the patients nearby had gathered there.
What’s even scarier is that this is just the tip of the iceberg.
‘Has the Black Death already spread throughout Terra? … Even to the Imperial Family?’
Then I got goosebumps.
Liliana Louise Terrario.
The only chance to contact the young girl in the palace of the branch office is to treat the queen.
But even if a child you’ve never met before goes to the palace and says he wants to treat the queen, he’ll just be treated like a quack and kicked out.
‘To do that, you need at least a territory-level reputation.’
I saw patients standing in a row in front of a shabby barracks.
“… … .”
If you treat all of that, it’ll really hurt.
‘Well, what can I do?’
Still can’t do it.
I smiled gently, leaning on my cane.
“Mars, let’s begin.”
***
Two months have passed since the Black Death began.
There was a gloomy atmosphere hanging over Baron Boyle’s house.
“Your Majesty, the people of the territory are suffering from a disease. If things continue this way, it will be impossible to run the territory.”
“Ugh.”
The Baron let out a sigh of relief after hearing the adjutant’s report.
His sunken eyes and slumped shoulders showed signs of having struggled with the same problem for some time.
“What on earth are the doctors doing?”
“At first, there were quite a few volunteers, but now everyone is reluctant to go to an area where the Black Death is prevalent.”
“Damn. Of course it would be.”
He swore softly.
It was just as the adjutant said.
The plague that started at the end of Barony’s fiefdom quickly spread throughout the territory.
As the images of patients dying in horrific ways spread, the surrounding territories naturally completely cut off contact with the baronial domain.
“Food production in our territory is already unstable… … If things continue this way, all the people in the territory will starve to death. How about requesting relief from His Majesty the King?”
“Her Majesty the Queen is also in a state of conservatism. Last year was a famine, so the national treasury is not sufficient.”
The more I think about it, the more I sigh. He bit his dry lips.
“If only the plague would disappear, the food problem would be solved on its own.”
Boyle Barony is a small territory bordering the sea. From the beginning, there were many people who made a living from fishing rather than farming, so if young people just got up and left, they could easily make a comeback.
The problem, of course, is the Black Death.
“Well, I guess I should have a cup of tea. Go and ask them to bring out some snacks.”
“yes.”
One of the servants who heard the Baron’s order bowed his head and left the office. Then, only the Baron, his adjutant, and a page who had recently entered the Baron’s residence were left in the office.
“I heard there are quite a few excellent doctors in Sugok. Should I try to find one even if it means setting sail?”
“Well, His Majesty the King is currently searching for a cure for His Majesty the Queen, but no one knows how to cure the Black Death. Unless a genius doctor appears somewhere-”
“Yes, Baron!”
Both men’s heads turned at the same time.
Shidong hiccuped slightly as he suddenly found himself under the distant gaze of his superior.
“Well, I received a letter from my sister today, saying that her grandfather, who had the Black Death, was completely cured.”
“What?”
Just as the Baron furrowed his brows, the adjutant scolded the driver.
“Do not disturb the Baron with false stories. Even the royal physicians are helpless against the disease now.”
“It’s true! I heard that not only my grandfather, but all the leprosy patients in our village were cured.”
The driver shouted with a look of injustice on his face.
The Baron, who was about to pass it off as a simple childish tantrum, stopped when he heard the boy’s subsequent words.
“Where is your hometown?”
“It’s a village near the port.”
“It’s near the port.”
The Baron muttered, stroking his beard.
“If it’s near the coast, a doctor from another continent might have come over at an opportune time.”
“Shall we investigate, Baron?”
“That’s right.”
The Baron nodded after looking at his adjutant once.
“Right now, I’m in a situation where I have to grab onto even straws.”