Chapter 569
569fury
70. This side(2)
yourself-
The red iron powder moved spontaneously on the linen and eventually formed several lines of sentences..
“oh.”
Iopiya and I looked at this closely with our eyes wide open. It was a character with a primitive form that somehow felt strangely familiar..
Of course, it was impossible to read letters that one had never learned through déjà vu alone. Looking at IOPIA's expression, she didn't seem to be any different from me..
Ellen, who read our puzzled looks, directly explained it to us..
“It's a Spakhtese sentence with letters replaced by runes. There was also a little bit of Tirin Mel dialect mixed in..”
Schpacht is the language of the ancient empire and is also used for spells in many schools of magic. Runes are magical characters mainly used by northern wizards to create spells. Tirin Mel is the name of the island where La-Palais Palace is located..
“In short, there is a high probability that Nashal left it behind.?”
“huh. From what I've read, it's definitely.”
“What is it about??”
“It's an investigation record. I think I've selected only the most important information from the facts I learned here..”
A thin, white finger pointed to the top of the note..
“From here, ‘Midesma Riocon’, ‘Zan Dimusnada’, ‘Ovinus Inseire’, and ‘Nerine Selou’.’.”
“…… Those are the names of the delegates to the Assembly of Dawn, right? Those gentlemen who disappeared one after another right after the meeting two years ago..”
“that's right.”
In particular, in the case of the first mentioned Midezma Riocon, he was the first delegate to disappear and was also the one who attempted to send a telegram to the Palace of La-Palais. All the palace received was a handful of ashes..
“Below are the results obtained by tracking down people around them... … . Actually, most of this is information you already know..”
Naturally, Nashal and her disciples regularly shared the progress of the investigation with the palace. Ellen also received this information, so the contents of the mysterious note were not new at all..
“Except for the last part.”
“last?”
Ellen translated the bottom of the note..
“‘Servant disease. Disease, not magic. Then a curse? incantation? Necromancy? unknown’.”
“……Why is this story suddenly coming out??”
Servant disease. It was a strange disease that was known to turn a normal person into a deaf, mute, and unconscious corpse in an instant..
“Just listen. 'There are approximately 400 known cases and less than 10 deaths.’.”
Four hundred people. Of course, it is not a small number, but considering the enormous population of the capital, it seemed a bit insufficient to call it a disaster or a terrible epidemic..
“‘Aserine Insayre. Daughter of Representative Obinus. First Servant Disease Patient’.”
“……uh?”
The missing delegate's daughter is said to be the first patient with servant disease.?
I could sense that something was unusual. Ellen made eye contact with me and added,.
“‘Currently undergoing treatment. Convent of St. Thomasia’.”
“…….”
Convent of St. Thomasia. This is where Princess Yuril was imprisoned..
I couldn't imagine that the Council of Dawn, Servants, and Princess Yuril would be mentioned together, so I unconsciously stiffened my face..
Ellen read my expression and quietly shook her head..
“It probably has nothing to do with that. It's natural to take care of patients in a convent..”
“……That's right.”
“From what the disciples found out, most of the patients with Serin's disease, including Aserin, were being treated at the monastery. It doesn't seem to have much success, though..”
As he said, it didn't seem like it had much to do with Princess Yuril..
But anyway, princess, it has become necessary to take a closer look at the servant soldier, who until a few minutes ago was considered a strange urban legend..
“……So, did Nashal go missing while investigating the relationship between the Dawn Council and the Servant??”
“maybe.”
Ellen crossed her arms with a worried look on her face..
“Aside from everything else, I'm a little suspicious of the circumstances of Nashal Anway's disappearance..”
“conditions?”
“huh. This is a woman who has held the position of grandmaster of the palace for over a quarter of a century. How could such a powerful wizard disappear without a trace? Even all the disciples he brought with him.”
“That means - maybe Nashal betrayed him.?”
The guy hesitated and then shook his head..
“…… No, it's just questionable. There's no way Nashal would do that. If it was really a betrayal, there's no way this place would have been okay. There's no way I left a note like this..”
It was about three weeks ago that the disciples dispatched from the palace after Nashal disappeared arrived here - this secret base that was disguised as a herbal shop until a few months ago and is now disguised as a dry goods shop..
If she had really betrayed her, she would have been monitoring the secret base and approached them somehow..
“But in the first place, there's no reason for Nashal to join Zacharis or the Council of Dawn, right??”
“……I don't know. I need to find out more.”
I scratched my eyebrows as a number of ominous possibilities came to mind..
“How about moving the base first? You never know..”
“Anyway, the reason I came here was to find traces left behind by Nashal. Once the investigation is over, I'll leave behind a couple of students and move on..”
Of course, we couldn't just leave Nashal in doubt and wonder, 'Would a wizard as high as the palace's grandmaster be defeated so easily?'.
As far as I can tell, she had no reason to betray the palace, and even after examining the traces, it was difficult to find anything particularly suspicious..
“So, let's focus on the servants for now..”
The guy spoke firmly, as if he had made up his mind..
“If you investigate exactly what the Servant is and what it has to do with the Dawn of the Dead, you will be able to get some clues..”
“good. Well, how can I help you??”
“First, I need to secure enough samples..”
“By samples, I mean patients with servant's disease.?”
“huh. There are a lot of rumors about the disease, but it is difficult to even see the patients. The disciples who came first searched for over a week and found just one person..”
“I guess so. They say there are less than 500 patients. At least most of them are nobles.?”
“that's right. Everyone must be inside the inner walls..”
I have to take on another troublesome task. From rescuing Princess Yuril, to being a swordsman teacher, and now to searching for patients... … . It's very diverse..
“The Street of Glory is not a place where you can get around that easily... … . Still, I'll try. Oh, once Fritz has a base, should I ask them to look for it in the new city??”
“okay. It will be helpful in some way. Because the number of disciples here is small, we can't even search the old city properly..”
That's the end of the story about the plan, and I decided to take a look at the patient with servant's disease that my disciples were looking for..
Is it because of the nature of the mission, or is it because of my prejudices??
The disciple 'Uroan', who was walking ahead with Simos, had a face more suited to a Sejak than a wizard. Can we say that a typical ‘behavior winner’ is one wearing all dark clothes and a black robe?.
Whatever the impression, Uroan treated Ellen like a god, just like the other disciples he was dispatched with. To them, Ellen was both the High Master of La-Palais Palace and the successor to the Demon God..
The group followed Uroan's guidance and passed through the secret passage. Since they had secured the patient, I thought they were taking him to the base, but I was wrong..
“The patient we found was the carriage mechanic's son..”
“commons?”
“that's right. He started showing symptoms two days ago, and Uroan found him and caught him just before Abi took him to the priest..”
“If I caught it,”
As I glanced at the back of the head of the student walking ahead of me, Ellen shook her head..
“I didn't mean to make a fuss. He asked me to postpone going to the monastery for a few days. I decided to give him five silver coins a day, so it wouldn't be a loss either..”
“aha… … . You said this was your first time seeing a patient with servant disease.?”
“huh. I've been busy checking the secret base so far..”
I guess I walked through the dark back alleys for about 5 minutes, whispering like that..
“This way.”
The group arrived at a residential area commonly seen nearby. Our destination was a shabby, long-shaped house next to the stone steps leading to the sewage management facility..
We left Simos at the entrance of the building and went straight up to the third floor. Since only one household lived on each floor, Uroan took the lead and knocked on the door without hesitation..
Thump thump.
“Who are you??”
“It's me. I got some medicine.”
Was it a secret word that had been decided in advance? A middle-aged woman peeked her head out through the crack in the door. And when Uroan whispered something quietly, the door opened..
“Please eat it.”
Ellen and I entered the carriage repairman's house, pulling our hoods deeper to hide our faces..
It was an impressive living room with a terrace covered with planks blocking the view. It seemed like a house that had been built with some care, but the lack of sufficient living conditions and a long period of time were clearly felt through the old walls, old furniture, and musty smell..
No matter how prosperous the royal capital was, the housing of the poor was the same everywhere..
“here.”
Uroan handed the carriage repairman's wife a small pouch. After quickly checking the contents, the woman nodded and pointed to the innermost of the three doors across from the entrance..
As Uroan opened the old door, Ellen passed him and made a gentle gesture. It meant waiting outside..
As soon as I entered the room and closed the door behind me, Ellen quickly waved her hand..
whirlpool-
As if they had been waiting, ‘spirits of dance’ came out from Ellen’s sleeves. As the clean energy washed over the room, the stink that was stinging my nose eased a little..
“……I feel like throwing up.”
Ellen covered her nose and mouth with a pale face. His body was very withdrawn and stiff, as if he didn't want to come in contact with anything around him..
“Just be patient. Let’s take a quick look and head out..”
The guy nodded with his mouth tightly closed and looked at the patient with a frown..
“……uh. Ahhh.”
Lying in a shabby corner of the room, on a ruptured bed, was a boy who appeared to be in his early teens. The carriage mechanic's son was staring at the ceiling with unfocused eyes and drool flowing from the corner of his mouth..
“You said it became like this after you suddenly collapsed while helping your father at work, right? As usual?”
Ellen, who closed her eyes tightly and consoled herself, nodded slightly..
“sonny. Can you hear me? Would you like to take a look here??”
“Hmm-”
While saying that, I snapped my finger several times, but the boy showed no reaction. Just as I heard, he only had his eyes open and seemed to be unconscious. Would you say it's like a broken zombie?.
“It's definitely not magic.”
Ellen covered her nose and made a noise..
“I don't feel any strange magical power. I'm not just an idiot?”
“I don't know. you take a closer look.”
Because my magical power was sealed, I couldn't use blood magic, and I couldn't immediately determine the opponent's physical condition like I usually do. It had to be Ellen's job to find out what was wrong with this boy..
He was well aware of this situation, so he immediately came to his senses and began to take a closer look at the carriage mechanic's son..
“Umm.”
After touching the boy's body with gently released magic and checking his reaction, he took out a glass bottle from his pocket and held it out to me..
“What is it?”
“‘‘Potion of release’. give it a try.”
The way he gestures toward the bed with his chin is extremely disgusting. But what can you do if I refuse? It was difficult to imagine Ellen holding the boy's saliva-covered chin and giving him potion..
There was no time to argue, so I sighed and took the bottle. Then, I tried to raise my upper body by supporting the back of the boy lying on the bed.,
Wow-
Familiar sounds and intense heat.
“uh?”
Without realizing it, I looked down at my left arm and saw a white light rising from my wrist. It looked like he was wearing a white belt..
“……‘'Dimension Seal'.”
“Wait - what are you trying to do??”
“No, this. I didn't do anything?”
Dimensional seals are extremely mysterious items that are far beyond my understanding. Thanks to this, the only time I used the dimensional seal was when I needed the 'Dream Territory' sleeping within it, and other uses were not revealed at all..
Ellen pulled my arm with a cold expression..
“Magic power - First, take away the magic power!”
“What are you talking about? What magic do I have?,”
Additionally, when summoning the realm of dreams through this object, a considerable amount of magical power had to be poured into it. The only time the white brilliance exploded like now was through that process, that is, when the magic power was consumed to its fullest extent..
But now I have my magic sealed away for camouflage.!
“Crazy, what on earth is this?-”
Before I could finish my scream-like words, a familiar figure emerged from the fiercely glowing dimensional seal..
Ooh, ooh, ooh!
A dark semicircle in perfect contrast to the white glow..
I was shocked and tried to grab Ellen and take a step back, but the black semicircle suddenly swelled and engulfed us...
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