Two ships bring the nightmare of death to Blaise.
In the first few days of December 1432, the port city of Avil was still preparing for the New Year's celebration, but today, the New Year's bell will not ring.
In less than a week, 47,000 people died in this big port city of Blaisey Kingdom. The whole city was almost empty overnight, and so many people died as if the city had never been inhabited. The desperate record of that month can be seen in the notes of the surviving chroniclers:
"Everyone's dead, ships full of cargo are drifting, and city officials are banning the death knell, fearing that too many death knells will bring the whole city to despair. But they won't be so worried soon, For the bell ringer is also dead. Twelve of the twelve magistrates of such a port have died...
People fled like frightened crows. "
The escape spread the great plague quickly.
The city of Grande, near Arville, lost 30,000 people in a week.
Atel, heading north, lost half of its population in half a month.
Every day, more than 540 people are thrown into the burial pits in the Lowlands of Coster.
…
Starting from the port of Avil, up the long coastline and inward along the cobweb-like land traffic... The plague spreads with the scattered groups of ships and the rushing crowds.
Who will save humanity
…
The kingdom of Blaisey, the capital of Arceli.
General Carl entered the splendid palace worriedly.
Carl Leahia.
He was the expeditionary commander who led the Blasey expedition to invade Legrand this year and achieved a major victory. Logically speaking, as a general who achieved such a major victory for Blaise, when he returns, he should be greeted with flowers and cheers.
But no one in Blasey was in the mood to cheer today.
The plague is spreading in the west of Blasey, and the death report of every city has put a heavy stone in people's hearts, and people are panicking. Both nobles and commoners felt the unpredictability and terror of natural disasters.
King Blasey has urgently issued an order to terminate the maritime commerce.
But to no avail.
On the one hand, cities that have not yet been spread by the plague are reluctant to suffer such losses, and on the other hand, the urgent orders are difficult to be thoroughly implemented.
"His Majesty."
General Carl knelt down to the new prince in the black cloak.
King Blasey, Ferry III, twenty-three years old.
The reason why the Blasey Expeditionary Force stopped at the Moon River Fortress and withdrew a large number of troops in advance was related to him. Because at the end of October, the old old king died. While the king of Legrand was pacifying the civil unrest, Ferry, then Prince of Blaisey, was also pacifying the battle over kingship.
However, the difference is that Prince Ferry has the support of the Holy See.
After the negotiation, General Carl led the majority of his troops to return home in a hurry to fight the troubled nobles for Prince Ferry, and then he was not able to return to the capital until today.
"Get up."
Ferry III stood before the throne, and there was no one else in the hall but him and Karl. The young new king had dark blond hair, neatly combed back. His features were deep, and his gray eyes were quiet. When he was still a prince, he was known as a "beautiful man".
General Carl was a teacher during the time of Prince Ferry, and he was also his most important confidant.
When he stood up, he found that Ferry III was holding a thick excerpt, which was the history of the kingdom of Blaisey used for enlightenment education during the crown prince's time.
"Teacher, how is the situation?"
Ferry III raised his head. When his dark gray eyes looked at people, it was easy to give people a feeling of gentleness and closeness. He is not long from the coronation ceremony, and is already the new king of Blaisey, but in private he still retains the childhood title of General Carl.
"very bad."
General Carl shook his head heavily.
"We cannot contain the spread of the Black Death."
"I heard that Legrand also issued a sea blockade order." Ferry III turned a page and said softly, "Only a strait is separated, and Legrand on the other side has not been disturbed by the Black Death so far. . I heard that all their ports fell asleep overnight under the orders of that tyrant. Is that so?"
"… Yes."
General Carl was silent for a moment and replied.
"Why can't they do it, but we can't?" Ferry III closed the book, "Sardin City was the first city to receive the blockade order, but a week after the blockade order was issued, there were still merchant ships. Traveling secretly, there are still merchant ships docked at the wharf... You say, why the same order will have very different results?"
This question carries a dangerous signal, and it is not for the courtier to answer bluntly.
Ferry III chuckled softly: "Look, even you are afraid and dare not say the answer."
"His Majesty."
"Because Blasey's royal family and Legrand's royal family are in a fundamentally different position." Ferry III closed the book with a "snap", his dark gray eyes suddenly sharpened, "We are going to Luoyang. Grand, because it can plunder the interests of Legrand's land, and because this is the battle of the Holy Master to conquer heresy that has been handed down from the beginning. There is a higher authority than the authority of the Crow royal family. "
"In Legrand, even with the existence of the Holy Court, the nobles are accustomed to be more obedient to the glory of the rose royal family. But in Blaise, even the king must be a devout believer, and all my vassals, dispatched The banners they marched on with the cross were far better than the banners painted with tulips."
"The royal family is nothing but a puppet."
"That's why."
Ferry III's voice was cold.
"Your Majesty." General Carl was shocked. He quickly turned around and looked around to make sure that there was no one else around. "Why are you suddenly..."
"The Pope will arrive in a week to crown me in person."
Ferry III said lightly.
"The Pope is here?" General Carl frowned, "Why is the Pope here."
"The letter said that it was a natural disaster, so I came to preside over it in person." Ferry III said, "That is the real king of kings."
The Blasey royal family is different from Legrand. Although Legrand's church is powerful, it is nothing compared to Blasey. In Blasey's three estates, the clergy are above the secular aristocracy.
This is related to the establishment of the kingdom of Blaise.
217 AD.
The land on the east coast of the Abyss Strait is still in chaos, with many nations. The central peoples known as "barbarian slaves" swept this continent, sweeping one country after another, as if they were on a mission from heaven to destroy all the little civilizations.
It was in this context that the original body of the kingdom of Blasey, the Kingdom of Crow met the army of the barbarians, and the then King Blasey, a great hero in the history of King Kerimer, led the last army to face the valley of the lowland. . In desperation, the king swore an oath to the Holy Court, which had not been accepted at the time.
As long as the Holy Lord blesses them and helps them win, then the Kingdom of Klo is willing to accept the Holy See as the state religion.
"… The merciful Lord sent his saints and his armies, and the angels in armour fought with mortals, and they gave the laurels of victory to the great and pious king of Cremo. The priests painted under the breasts of heroes Crosses were made one by one, and the brave knights were invincible from then on.
… They conquered all the heretical nations, and established the great kingdom of Blasey in a vast land, which was blessed by the gods. "
— "Blasy Chronicles, Volume 1"
At the beginning of Blasey's history, the Crowe Dynasty used the Holy See, the terrible willpower as a link, to unite hundreds of chaotic countries, and established a huge Blasey on the basis of the unity of faith.
Since the founding of Blasey was closely combined with the help of the Holy Court, it was doomed—the Holy Court, this gigantic spiritual monster, would be a majestic world tree, which was deeply rooted in Blasey's It spreads its network on the ground and underground.
Ferry III laughed self-deprecatingly as he looked at the glorious throne.
"You know what, teacher. When I stand in front of this chair, I have no excitement or joy, just endless absurdity. We have seen Legrand struggling in the war for so many years, laughing at their empty effort. , I think they are all idiots."
"But in the end, who is the fool?"
Legrand, who disobeyed the Holy Court, was "punished by God" a thousand years ago.
The country is divided, the state is in many states, and the surrounding enemy states are brought to the ground. The Rose Royal Family almost disappeared from the world, but even so, they never really bowed their heads to the church, and never asked for any help. Relying on their hardships from generation to generation, they finally restored the outline of that strong country in the war little by little.
They walked scarred, but stood.
"When the Holy Court's butcher knife was swung towards Legrand, we shouted long live the Lord Seiya, but it was only when the knife turned towards us that we felt pain."
Ferry III threw the Chronicle on the throne.
"Your Majesty..." General Carl closed his eyes in pain, and he reluctantly comforted, "It's just a coronation, it's not so serious, maybe it's really to solve the Black Death."
"Do not."
Ferry III calmly cut off the comfort.
"I think their purpose is not just to be crowned."
"What's that for?"
"I have no idea."
…
When the Pope's carriage drove towards the capital of Blaisey, Legrand was also ready to meet the challenge.
Legrand, Palace of the Roses.
The king was flipping through the letters that kept coming back from the southeast coast.
During this time, the Gru family, which had an outstanding influence in the transportation industry, was officially incorporated into the direct line of the royal family. The king established the "Legrand Transportation Department", and Patriarch Gru served as the Minister of Transportation. At the same time, the royal family appointed two auditors and a deputy minister appointed by the king.
Patriarch Gru certainly understood what the king meant.
The king did reuse the Gru family and gave them power and status without hesitation, but at the same time he put a knife on their necks for supervision and restraint. Once they have any actions that cross the line, they are waiting for their heads to fall.
This style of behavior is very "king".
According to the king's own long-term plan, this road transportation network will definitely be linked with inland shipping and ocean shipping in the later stage.
However, it is not possible for the time being, and it is the king's commissioners who cooperate with it.
—The previous commissioners who had been ordered by the king to conduct investigations in various counties before the glorious meeting.
They are affectionately known as "The King's Black Wings".
The commissioners did a good job in that big investigation. After the meeting, the king did not dissolve them, but transferred them to the southeast region, and established a nominal "local public sentiment response committee".
In fact, it belonged to the king's oversight and intelligence agency.
The current responsibilities are more focused on the "intelligence" part.
In this big blockade, the king was able to control the situation on the southeast coast in a timely manner, thanks to these investigators. The big nobles probably hated these commissioners in private. However, the civilians turned away from their previous dislike of similar intelligence officers, and they held a favorable view of the "black wings" of these kings.
The Black Wings are also happy to accept their "bribes"—the money will be registered and handed over in a unified manner—to record the illegal exploitation of such and such officials, and then report them back to their superiors. One ombudsman, for statistical purposes, imposed a penny per bribe.
It even became a "penny" tradition.
This is a follow-up positive effect of that sheriff's change.
All kinds of letters like flying snow continued to enter the Rose Palace. More than once the Duke of Buckingham has seen the lights in the King's study lit late into the night.
"Sure enough, the Black Death is far beyond the medical level of this era."
The king pressed his forehead and smiled slightly.
"However, what a bunch of lunatics."
The Duke of Buckingham took the letter from the apothecary of the Academy of Mad Men from the King.
After the outbreak of the Black Death, the king inquired about the uninhabited islands in the southeast of Charles, and finally chose an uninhabited island that was isolated from the mainland and not on the route. Privately financed by the King, he established a "Pathological Research Department of the First Academy of Sciences of Legrand" on it.
It's called "Mad Men's Hospital".
When the devil was dealing with the Black Death that sporadically spread to the coast of Legrand, he kept some of the corpses of the Black Death patients according to the king's wishes, and then sent them to the uninhabited island by special means.
A medical team with the core of anatomists, pharmacists, and surgeons from the Academy of Madness is stationed in this madman's hospital.
They were ordered to do all they could to study the Black Death.
It's hard.
If it weren't for the devil's special means, relying on the isolation technology of this era, let alone the study of the pathology of the Black Death, I am afraid that a person in the Academy of Sciences will be infected and die completely.
Except for the three lunatics, the researchers were secretly selected doctors from all over the world and then passed the assessment. They have been personally summoned by the king in each of them, and they are all people who have solemnly sworn to give their lives for mankind. They know their mission and are willing to sacrifice.
However, the king didn't intend to let these stupid doctors actually sacrifice their lives.
Although... um...
These enthusiastic young doctors and kind-hearted old doctors, after they set foot on the uninhabited island full of tragic and tragic, faced not only three mentally abnormal bosses, but also a beak mask-like exoskeleton. Plague Doctor.
That was really a piece of shit, a heart-wrenching experience.
Although no solution has been found, in terms of the Black Death, Blade Hospital has achieved what can be called a "breakthrough" in this era.
This has something to do with the experimental pharmacist Mr.
In order to understand more clearly the whole process of the outbreak of the Black Death, he actually contracted the Black Death himself...
If it weren't for the presence of the plague doctor who was left over there by the devil, he would probably be in hell in just half a day. With his spirit, the recovered pharmacist recorded the entire pathogenesis of the Black Death in detail. And try to infect it again, experience it again and again, and test the solution on itself.
Even the silent, incapable plague doctor was shocked by his madness.
Fortunately, the knight commander stopped him in time.
- The fragile human body can't stand this repeated tossing.
But his spirit won the admiration and love of other doctors.
They scrambled to break away from the ranks of normal people and stepped into the ocean of neurosis.
"These guys."
The Duke of Buckingham turned to the second half of the letter and couldn't help laughing.
In the second half of the letter, a request written jointly by other doctors of the madmen's hospital is attached.
The other doctors who were assimilated by these three lunatics seemed to jump from one extreme to the other. Not only did they put their faith in the Holy Court behind them, but they also tried to write to the king asking for the same treatment as their immediate superiors.
- They tried to persuade the king and set a stake for them too.
"A doctor without a stake does not deserve to be a member of the Academy of Mad Men! We strongly demand the same treatment as gentlemen!"
"I think the stake represents the supreme glory of medicine. It shows the tireless pursuit of academic and life truth by doctors."
"… "
The Duke of Buckingham began to think, is the assimilation ability of madmen really so strong
"What a bunch of lunatics."
The Duke of Buckingham couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.
"Yes, lunatics, some great lunatics."
The Duke of Buckingham nodded with a smile, agreeing with the King's assessment.
Crazy enough and great enough.
"You wouldn't really...?"
Then the Duke of Buckingham watched silently as the King picked up his pen and began to write.
"Since it's their request, give it to them."
The king replied with a slight smile.
He also actually made a medal for the First Academy of Sciences - a stake, and announced that only those who have made outstanding achievements can receive this medal.
The Duke of Buckingham smiled and shook his head, not objecting to the king's decision.
He picked up another report.
After a few glances, the Duke of Buckingham's face sank.
The king signed his name at the end of the letter, put the pen down and looked up, seeing the solemn expression on the Duke of Buckingham's face: "What's the matter?"