Chapter 483 483. The Will of the Plague Gods
Kassandra needs to concentrate on dealing with the One-Eyed Man, while Phob's commission regarding the plague is taken over by Lan En.
At this point in the task assignment, Lan accepted it quickly.
I have just arrived in another world. If I can do something to save people, it is better than having to start killing people without knowing why.
Now that he has a target, Lan En immediately takes action.
The island of Cephalonia is not that big, and Lan En does not yet have enough local currency, which is the drachma that circulates from the city of Athens, to buy a mount.
But with the efficiency of his daily activities using [Light Body Technique], he arrived at Cavusos very quickly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk"
As soon as he arrived at the edge of this village, Lan En couldn't help but make the sound of squeezing his teeth.
“Their actions are really quite big.”
A departure from the typical Aegean environment on the island of Kefalonia.
The bright wildflowers, wild olive trees, and lemon trees are nowhere to be seen.
The low shrubs and lichens disappeared, leaving bare surface soil and traces of charred ash.
It seems that the black smoke produced by burning too many things has covered the sky above Kausos, and even the bright sunshine of the Aegean Sea looks dim and gloomy here.
After hearing Fu Bai's brief description, Lan En imagined what he might encounter when he came to this village.
The worst case scenario is that he saw a group of confused and desperate patients. These people were praying towards the statues of the gods or simply praying to the sky. But other than that, they had no medical knowledge or medical methods, and were under the fear of the plague. Running around.
Now, although the scene in front of me looks decadent and gloomy, it is not bad as Lan En expected.
——This village and town was ‘cleaned up’ by some people who had some medical knowledge.
In ancient Greece, where knowledge was unclear and developed, this kind of 'cleaning' was neither gentle nor merciful.
But this is how human settlements fight the plague.
Isolate infected people to ensure safety for the wider population and region.
"It seems that ancient Greece, at least Kefalonia, did have a group of people who knew some medicine."
Lan muttered to himself.
Mentos echoed.
“Yes sir, at least the sanitary conditions of human settlements on this island are better than many cities in the magical world. At least we won’t step on excrement other than livestock feces when walking on the road. Object.”
Lan En shook his head silently. Mentos's words aroused his ability to associate, and some pictures that were definitely not good emerged.
Kausos is not big either. On the charred land, several rows of houses were burned black.
Public houses in ancient Greece were mostly made of mud and stone. The small amount of wooden structure in the house was even the most valuable part of the house.
Because the land in the archipelago is fragmented and lacks fertility, the wood that grows to a certain size is a high-value commodity.
Even when most house owners are moving or escaping, they will choose to dismantle the wooden door of their home and run away with their most valuable possessions.
But in the burning remains of Cavusos, these valuable wood were also burned.
It's like the person who set the fire doesn't care or dare to care about these things. He just wants the flames to devour everything on this land as soon as possible.
There is a small temple in the village, but now only the ruins are left due to the fire.
The corpses of dozens and hundreds of people were burned into charcoal and piled up in the temple. The segmented marble columns were also scattered into cylinders, which were burned black.
Lan En walked into the temple silently, squatted down and looked at the shapes of the teeth and fingers of these charred corpses.
"There were no signs of struggle or pain. At least the people who burned them gave them a good time before lighting the fire."
Burning alive is one of the most painful ways to die.
The young man stood up and walked out of the temple gently.
His cat eyes shrank in the black smoke, and the witcher's extraordinary senses were activated.
Suddenly, he captured the last sound of this small village, and Lan En followed the sound and moved closer there.
In front of a two-story building blackened by flames, there was a family of four civilians and three armed men.
A family of four, two men and two women, basically wear long linen skirts that reveal half of their shoulders. They were now kneeling on the ground, begging towards the three armed men. Of the three armed men, two had spears in their hands, bronze daggers on their waists, and metal helmets on their heads.
The other leader was wearing a black robe with a hood, carrying a spear and a pair of bows and arrows.
Faced with a family of four kneeling down to beg, the armed men did not show the slightest bit of domineering or cruelty.
Instead, they were frustrated.
"If the gods don't save you, we must eliminate the disease ourselves! We have no other way!"
The leader in black robe painfully explained the current situation to the family of four.
The two children saw Lan En walking over blankly, and they began to cry for help to the witcher.
The man in black robe just turned around and glanced at Lan En, who was walking over, and then turned back again. There was no sign of using force, nor did he mean to stop the family from talking.
The man in the family of four seemed to see hope in despair.
He shouted: "Save us! Good Samaritans! Save us!"
"He, they killed my neighbors! My friends! They killed everyone here People! Then they piled the bodies into the temple and burned them!"
The man's wife also added tremblingly: "I, we escaped the massacre! But now they want to execute us!"
Lan En frowned and nodded, indicating that he heard it, then turned to the man in black robe and asked.
"Who are you? What happened here?"
Lan En's question was not beyond the expectations of the man in black robe. He had no intention of hiding anything, he just narrated the experiences of this village and town in a low voice.
“I am a priest of the local temple, they are the guardians of the temple, and we are all people who worship the gods.”
“Causos has suffered from the plague since some time ago. People kept dying, and the plague kept spreading, until finally, we had to intervene!"
"The gods have abandoned us, and if we want to save the living, the sick must die. ! ”
"So these..." Lan En calmly pointed to the ashes behind him, "are they all done by you local priests?"
The priest glanced at Lan En in slight surprise.
"You are calmer than I thought, mercenary."
"Yes, we burned the whole village and killed all the sick before burning it. We have nothing else There’s a way.”
The priest’s voice was full of pain.
"We have spent several days and nights trying to please the gods, praying, making offerings, everything! But it was all in vain, so we could only use fire to drive away the blood fever."
"I It can be seen that you have a heart to help others, otherwise you would not stop in front of this scene. But mercenary."
The priest wiped his face with both hands in pain. Let out a long sigh.
"It's useless, kindness is useless in the face of the plague! You can't do anything, mercenary! This is the decision of the gods!"
"And if you want to stop us, then We will defend the determination of the gods with our lives!”
After the priest finished speaking, the two guards behind him involuntarily clenched the spears in their hands and stared at the tall and strong Lan En.
On one side are the begging survivors of the plague, and on the other are the local priests who want to curb the spread of the plague even if they risk their lives. It seems that as long as you choose either side, the other side will die.
Lan En, who was at the scene, nodded calmly.
“I understand, it’s the will of the gods, right?”
“[Igni]!”
There was a muffled sound of 'bang', and on Lan En's extended left hand, a small flame was burning quietly.
Suddenly, everyone present could not help but open their mouths wide, looking at the flames floating out of thin air on the palms of their hands.
“Now, let’s talk again about ‘the will of the gods’ and sacrifice.”
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(End of this chapter)