The Wise Lord - The Wise Lord chapter 94

Chapter 94 – Question (2)

Arya approached the plague patients on stretchers.

Those who still have youthful energy.

Boys and girls who could be called children were lying together.

Arya checked the condition of the children.

No, to be honest, there was nothing to look for.

Because it looked serious even when I looked at it.

Eczema-like things were blooming here and there on the children’s faces.

Occasionally, pus was leaking from the place where it had festered and burst.

In some places, the skin was necrotic and stained black.

Couldn’t bear the pain?

The sick children all seemed to have lost their minds.

“Hahehehe…!”

“Ugh…!”

Even so, moans of pain were leaking out.

Even in an unconscious state, you will feel pain.

“How can this…”

What a poisonous plague this is.

Arya knew right away.

“No matter how hard I try, my condition doesn’t get better. I’ve been in this state for weeks and I’m in great pain…”

No matter how terrible the plague is.

It does not easily end the host’s life.

If the host’s life is easily cut off, the parasitic plague in it is also cut off.

So, it was only to create a chance to transfer their plague to a new host by prolonging their life as much as possible.

In the process, people’s suffering is only getting worse.

That is why the plague was truly terrifying.

So there were only two ways to stop the plague.

The first is to treat patients with plague.

“These are the children who will be burned tomorrow…”

The second was to purify the plague patients by burning them alive.

To prevent the plague from spreading to others.

“Oh, burning children alive?”

Arya screamed in surprise.

No matter how plagued they are, they still burn people alive.

That would be unacceptable.

This was the nature of the saintess’ heart.

No matter how much nature is a tomboy.

I knew how to value life and have compassion for people.

If there is a stick to judge good and evil.

Isn’t it a saintess who is infinitely close to goodness?

But the reality was grim.

The lives of these children, who do not break easily, live and spread the plague.

So, it causes the same pain to others.

Is there any weight to a person’s life?

One person’s life and tens of thousands of lives.

If I had to put these two on the scale, it would surely tip to tens of thousands.

Besides, it is so painful because there is no proper treatment.

In fact, it is to give rest to these children.

“I can never do that.”

But not for Arya.

Arya slowly reached out her hand.

He touched the child’s face distorted in pain.

Pus seeps through the grotesque and swollen skin transformed by eczema.

“Saintess!”

“J-What now…!”

Laura and the priest looked startled at Arya’s sudden action.

But Arya was unstoppable.

Aria’s hands, like white jade, are sticky and pus oozes out.

And the unclean energy felt.

Along with him, an unknown energy flowed through Arya’s fingertips and into her body.

It was the seed of the plague.

Arya calmly closed her eyes.

The plague seed awakened excitedly in the body of its new host.

The seeds of the plague that permeated through the skin quickly contaminated the blood and spread to every corner of the body.

Indeed, the rate of infection was staggering.

But, who is Arya?

A mighty saintess who might have created a person with divine power.

The seed of the plague was swallowed up by the holy power that filled Arya’s body.

And soon, unable to stretch out its power, it was purified and disappeared.

Arya slowly opened her closed eyes.

I didn’t know what kind of plague it was.

However, it was confirmed that it was a plague through which divine power passed.

Arya reached out to the child again.

And he raised his divine power.

Whoaaah

Arya’s fingertips radiated divine power and embraced the child.

How much time had passed like that?

The light gradually faded.

“Ohhhhh!!”

Suddenly the priest burst out in exclamation.

They were children who did not improve even when the priests stuck to them for days and days.

But look now

Isn’t the expression of the child distorted by pain becoming more comfortable?

Even the grotesquely deformed face of eczema is slowly sinking.

This was a clear improvement in the condition.

Indeed, the one with the most powerful divine power in the history of the Holy Empire.

It was literally Muriel’s reincarnation.

Whoaaah

Arya continued to burst with divine power.

So one, two, three.

And the moment you are about to approach the fourth child.

“Haugh…”

Arya staggered for a moment.

It was because the plague was worse than I thought.

Because of that, it was because the divine power he possessed was exaggerated.

“I will help too.”

Laura, who had been watching him quietly, came forward.

“no. Laura.”

But Aria stopped Laura from doing so.

Because this was a plague that Laura could not handle.

Although he plays the role of Arya’s bodyguard, he was only exceptional among the general priests.

It was a plague that even the saintess Arya could not bear.

Again, Laura could be in danger.

It wasn’t called an unprecedented plague for nothing.

In order to get rid of this plague, a higher level of divine power than expected was required.

There was a reason why the momentum was not broken even though the priests were put in.

Archbishop Lahir should be able to do it.

But that damn old lady was just watching from afar.

Arya gritted and bit her teeth and continued to treat them.

After treating all the children like that.

Arya asked the priest who was watching.

“Are there any more patients in town?”

“That’s right. Although these children were the most serious…”

“Could you bring them all? I thought it would be better to get together and treat…”

“Ah, I see.”

With that horse, the priest entered the village of Juren.

And soon after, it appeared again with a myriad of processions.

Hundreds of only what seems to be a rough estimate.

There seemed to be thousands of things being built one after another.

Literally everyone in Juren village seemed to be infected with the plague.

Arya’s lips trembled.

But Arya bit her trembling lips.

As long as the suffering person is in front of you.

How much is this hardship?

“Please lay down those in serious condition first.”

Arya raised her divine power again.

How much time had passed like that?

How many patients have you treated?

I couldn’t figure it out because I hadn’t counted since the number exceeded 100.

“Saint Maid…”

Even Laura’s worried words could be heard faintly.

Even maintaining his sanity has already reached its limit.

Hands like white jade are shaking.

No, not my hands, but my whole body was shaking.

“Haaagh…!”

“Lady. This patient from a few days ago…”

But the patient still persisted.

“Here… lay it down here…”

Arya said weakly.

Eventually, the moment he tried to raise his divine power again.

Stumble.

Arya’s body tilted to the side with severe dizziness.

It was so sudden that there was no time to react.

That’s when Arya’s body was about to fall to the floor.

widely.

For an instant, Arya could feel a hand on her shoulder.

Tough, rugged, yet solid.

However, the touch felt a strange warmth.

It was a touch that even made me feel the warmth of wanting to lean on it and fall asleep.

Arya’s gaze slowly turned to the side.

And I could see a big beak pointing towards Arya.

Someone wearing a crow-shaped mask.

And the blonde haired man who can be seen through it.

“Are you okay?”

familiar voice.

It was none other than Xian.

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Aria’s face in front of her nose.

For a moment, Magi went wild, but it was tolerable.

As long as it doesn’t emit divine power directly.

Xian straightened the staggering Aria.

Arya’s body, felt by her fingertips, was extremely thin.

The most powerful saint in history.

They said Muriel’s reincarnation or something.

After all, he was a human being.

She was a Jericho and a weak woman.

Xian took Arya’s hand and led her.

Arya flinched, but Xian was unstoppable.

And seated in a suitable place away from the patients.

“Get some rest here.”

“but···.”

But Arya tried to get up again.

The suffering patients seemed to be stepped on in the eyes.

“rest.”

Xian forced Aria to sit down.

Divine power is a truly amazing power.

Torn wounds heal in an instant.

Fractured bones immediately attach.

A being with strong divine power like Arya raises the dying patient right on the spot.

Anyone who saw it could say it was a miracle from God.

However, there was an obvious limit to the divine power.

The biggest limitation was that it was not infinite power.

Of course, God’s power is infinite.

However, those who use that power are humans.

There was a limit to physical strength in using that holy power.

If you empty what you have

Time to refill also existed.

“If you fall, what will all those people do? Don’t be stubborn and get some rest.”

“Yes, lady. You just almost got into trouble.”

Laura helped with Xian’s words.

I guess there was persuasion from both of them.

Xian’s words were not wrong.

There was no such thing as a difficult situation if I fell here.

“······ okay.”

Arya finally nodded.

Only then was Xian able to turn his head away from Arya.

Xian slowly turned his back.

Then Aria asked.

“Where?”

“I have something to check.”

After answering appropriately, Xian moved slowly.

Arya tilted her head, but did not ask further.

Xian headed to the place where the plague patient was.

An endless line of patients.

Even the saintess who would heal her had collapsed.

The procession did not decrease, but continued to grow.

Xian looked around and around.

And where people don’t pay much attention.

I slowly approached the plague patient lying there.

A grotesque form, as if a fungus had grown on his face.

Between the crushed lips, ‘Kkeuh…!’ A moaning sound leaked out.

I couldn’t even imagine what kind of pain the patient was going through.

“hmm···.”

Xian was lost in thought for a moment.

A while ago, when Arya was curing the plague with divine power.

Xian was able to recognize the seed of the plague that was stunned by the divine power.

And it was definitely not purification, but annihilation.

Not to purify the unclean.

It was to destroy something evil.

In a word, the cause of the plague was not something called a disease.

And now the patient in front of me.

Somehow, the feeling of energy is quite familiar.

So I know it’s something demon-based.

Well, plague is a disease rooted in denial and pollution.

Denial was also possible because it was based on demons after all.

However, it is only based on demons.

This is also an obvious activity of life.

Even so, I can clearly feel the energy of evil.

‘hmm···.’

Xian pondered over and over again.

I constantly wondered if what I was about to do was the right thing to do.

‘Ah, what will Aria do?’

But in the end I was able to make a decision.

Even if you get a plague, you won’t die because Arya is here.

I’m going to have a seizure because I can’t get my mind off.

Still, there was no death, so the action itself became bold.

Xian gently took off his protective gloves.

Then, lightly, he placed his finger on the pus that flowed down the patient’s face.

Sticky, pus that sticks to your fingers.

In the meantime, the seeds of the plague were clearly felt.

Seeds of plague ran rampant in their new hosts.

The unclean power permeated through the fingertips spread in an instant.

Contaminated blood spreads throughout the body.

There was no place in the body that did not succumb to the plague.

It was an incredible rate of infection.

It could be said to be a terrible plague.

Right then.

wriggling

The demonic energy inherent in Xian’s body reacted to the encroaching plague.

And the response was ‘dare’.

To put it a little more bluntly, ‘There’s no such thing as a mere plague!’ could be said

Of course, it wasn’t the plague that infiltrated Xian’s body.

It looks like a plague, but it is not a plague.

Something unknown based on demons.

And the demons Xian handles are the demons of the source.

The strongest Arnaise Kyle was a demon.

An area that even the great mage Elodie did not dare to do.

Blooming Magi fills Xian’s body.

Thus it forces the Plague Seed to obey.

The seed of the plague was bewildered and succumbed to Xi’an’s demonic energy.

The seeds of the plague that have engulfed the source cannot stretch their power.

It was only reduced to its essence.

And right at that moment.

Tring!

[Mahon Recipe Progress 14.003% (+0.003%)]

Along with the cheerful sound of the smart phone, a notification window that the progress of the hemp blend method had risen came to mind.

stupid mind.

“······ What?”

Xian really wanted something.

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Arya let out a long sigh.

A feeling of exhaustion that dominates the whole body.

Due to the use of excessive divine power, the body did not have any strength.

If Xian hadn’t held him, he would have collapsed and lost consciousness.

Arya unconsciously stroked her left shoulder.

It was none other than the shoulder that Xian held onto just before.

Asking for money every day, disgusting.

It was Xi’an who was only bickering.

It was Aria who felt strange for some reason.

And I don’t know if it’s because of my mood.

For some reason, it seems that some unknown warmth remains.

“If it wasn’t for Confucius Xian, it would have been a real big deal.”

Suddenly, Laura came up to Arya and said.

Arya was startled and shook her body.

“Why are you so surprised?”

“Oh no, just…”

Aria only caressed her shoulder.

Laura sat down next to Arya and said.

“Rather than that, Confucius Xian doesn’t even have divine power… He said he was willing to come to the south, and it’s just like that. You are much more like a priest than Archbishop Lahir, who stands idly by.”

Arya nodded her head as if she fully agreed with Laura’s words.

Of course, Xi’an came to the South for a different purpose.

Still, it was to help Arya.

It was a difficult task in and of itself to come to an area plagued by plague.

On the other hand, look at Archbishop Lahir and the Twilight Priests over there.

He said he would support the South and come along.

Aren’t they far away from before, let alone support?

They were even using divine power against each other to avoid a plague.

In my mind, I wanted to go and fight the big game.

He had no energy right now, so he was only dying inside.

If that’s really the case, then why did you follow me…

I couldn’t understand it at all.

“On the other hand, Confucius Xian had no qualms about it.”

Laura, as if noticing Arya’s thoughts, spoke again.

It was Xian who caught Aria who was falling down.

At the time, Arya was surrounded by plague patients.

To have captured such an aria.

It meant digging into plague patients.

Besides, Arya’s fainting was sudden.

I wonder if Laura couldn’t figure it out.

But Xian held on to Aria as if he knew.

that means that.

Doesn’t that mean he didn’t take his eyes off Arya?

Whether it’s concern or interest.

“Does Confucius Xian have a surprisingly romantic side?”

It was clear that it was exciting.

“Besides, seeing the two of you talking, you seem to accept all of the saintess’s dog class personality…”

“what?”

As Arya raised her eyes, Laura shivered.

But that’s for a while.

It was Laura, who soon smiled.

Arya shook her head.

To be honest… I didn’t think it was wrong.

Arya was a tomboy by nature.

However, since she is a saint, she has to give up all her introverts.

It piled up and piled up and became angry.

And it piled up and piled up to become resentment.

It’s crazy that there was even Laura at least.

If Laura hadn’t been there, Arya might have gone mad from frustration.

But not in front of Xian.

There was no hesitation at all even when he showed his true colors, let alone ostentatious.

Rather, he confronts it and slowly scratches his temper.

To be honest…

Arya was comfortable with Xian.

For some reason, she wasn’t a saint in front of Xi’an.

Because Arya was able to become a human.

‘What am I thinking.’

Arya shook off her thoughts.

‘Come to think of it, where did he go?’

Arya looked around to find Cyan.

But the world is full of crow masks.

There was no way to tell who was who, with only a large beak visible.

Even so, Arya kept looking around her head to find Xian.

And just then.

“This, this, this what……!!!!!”

Suddenly, an alarmed cry erupted from one side.

where I was looking for something.

It was a place where plague patients gathered.

And it was none other than the priest with the big beak who let out a terrifying sound.

I couldn’t see his face because his entire face was covered.

I could tell that he was a priest because he was wearing a priestly uniform.

And where the priest’s beak was headed.

There was someone wearing the same crow mask.

However, a plague patient was lying where his beak was pointing.

For some reason, the patient’s face was relaxed.

And what is it really like?

“Oh, this is honey.”

A familiar voice came from inside the large beak.