Chapter 13

"Crazy Blue Syndrome?"

Fisher chewed this extremely awkward word in Nali, and spoke with some doubts.

"Yes." Kirken took a bite of a piece of steak and then swallowed it quickly before continuing, "Have you ever seen a person go crazy and become like a simple beast?"

"You mean, something like a mental illness."

Keken shook his head, as if some terrible picture appeared in front of his eyes, which made him quite terrified.
"And what if you add blue liquid oozing from the eyes, nostrils and ears of the whole person? While going crazy, he brings his blue liquid-stained mouth to bite your muscles like we have How delicious it is."

Countless diseases recorded in medical classics flashed through Fisher's mind, but in the end none of them could correspond to it.During his long study career, he had never experienced such a disease in the Western Continent.

That doesn't sound like purely mental illness, so what's the deal with the blue fluid?Was it poisoned, or was it infected by something else?

He quickly became interested, wiped his mouth and said to Keken,

"It's very interesting to talk about what's going on in detail, how many samples are there, and what's their situation now?"

"Well, let me think about it"

If Keken knew that he was going to talk about business, he would never drink so much alcohol. Alcohol slowed his thinking like glue, and recalling the details of the matter was as uncomfortable as twisting a rusty clockwork.

But then again, it was the drinking that reminded him of this incident, otherwise he would never have been able to add this trouble to this relaxed and happy reminiscence.

Fortunately, Fisher was very patient, and when he was thinking, he just had time to observe the absent-minded Rafael.

It turned out that it was Keken's two wives who were watching her with great interest, which made her adjust her sitting posture unnaturally.It's a pity that the way she eats is too exaggerated, it's obviously too late to pretend now.

After several seconds, Keken picked up the topic.

"It's like this. About a month or two ago, we received the first such patient here. The doctor in the city reported to me that she suspected it was some kind of new infectious disease, so she came to ask for my opinion. "

"So, has anyone been infected since the report?"

After hearing Fisher's question, Keken shook his head,
"No, after I found out about this, I temporarily isolated the first patient in the cell, together with the doctors and nurses who had been in contact with him. But a month later, they did not show any signs of infection, so I had to put Those doctors and nurses were let out. New cases kept coming from outside the city, and so far, there have been more than a dozen cases, all of which were locked in cells in the city by me."

Fisher pinched his fingers, and kept thinking about diseases that might produce such symptoms, but there were too few diseases that could satisfy both conditions at the same time, especially the blue liquid coming out of the seven orifices.

"Interesting.. Take me to the cell to have a look, maybe I can find some new discoveries."

"Are you interested? That's great, how about setting off now? Dora, go and arrange a car, and we'll go and have a look now."

Keken was quite excited to get Fisher's affirmation.When Dora left to arrange the carriage, Fisher and Rafael also probably mentioned going to the cell to see the strange disease for a while.

Fisher thought that this disease only appeared in the Southern Continent. Could it be caused by something unique to the Southern Continent, so he asked Rafael by the way.

Knowing that she was going to leave, of course she was 10,000 willing. The two female humans saw that her scales were about to stand up, and if she didn't leave, her butt would almost stiffen like a piece of iron.

Hearing the illness Fisher described, she curled her lips and replied,

"Dragon people seldom get sick, how can I know about your human diseases?"

Fisher ignored her angry tone, because he didn't expect to get any reliable answers from Rafael.

Waiting at the gate for Keken, who was going to the laundry room, Fisher happened to use his cane to check if anyone was approaching his carriage.

He was relieved when he saw that a purple stripe in the middle of the cane was not lit and missing, which meant that no one had touched the carriage's protective coat of arms from inside or outside.

If the carriage is his most precious possession, then this walking stick is his second most important possession.There are many ready-made magic crests engraved on it, with various types and effects.

Magicians in this world cannot be cast instantly like those in novels and myths and legends. They only need to shout a few spells to trigger such a magical effect.After all, the essence of magic is to induce the [echo] of the world through the magic power circuit, and the more powerful the [echo] requires the more complicated the magic power circuit.

This level of magic power circuit cannot be completed in an instant, and most real magicians engrave their own magic somewhere for use.In case of danger or other situations, they release the magic circuit like a disposable prop.

"Magic is not a lucky miracle, but a rigorous construction."

This was Fisher's opening remarks as a professor of his first "Basics of Magic Theory" course in college.Although the Saint Nari Royal Academy reveals his unbearable corruption everywhere, he has to admit that there are many wise scholars in it, and he has benefited a lot from it.

And the cane in Fisher's hand is engraved with all the magic circuits in his hand. If it is lost, it will be a huge loss.

Probably 90.00% of the heartache of losing a carriage.

Fisher made this strange comparison in his head.

"We've been waiting for a long time, let's go now."

"It's ok."

Keken took the towel and wiped his hands, then put on his suit jacket again, and walked outside with Fisher. Raphael followed Fisher, watching warily at the smiling man who waved to her. two ladies.

Really weird humans.

She wagged her tail, thinking so.

"Speaking of which, the Western Continent is not peaceful. I heard that the friction between Shivali and Nari has become more and more serious recently. Even the Southern Continent can smell the smell of gunpowder. The people from Shivali next door have recently Our contacts are getting less and less, and we have also shipped a lot of weapons over..."

On the carriage, Keken babbled about the affairs of the Western Continent.

Fisher and Raphael looked out the window together, where they passed by the street where sub-human slaves were sold, but this time the slave trader was not shouting, but was sitting on a chair next to him for a rest.

"They do that every year."

"No, Mr. Fisher, it's serious this time. The new queen of Shivalli is a shrewd and capable woman. The development of the southern continent is an opportunity. She has long wanted to play with Nari and Kadu in the western continent. home."

"... Then she has to play the nobles in the country to death. Nali and Kadu will not let her go so smoothly."

While chatting about such frivolous political news, their journey drew closer to what Kirkken said was a prison.The location of the prison was across the street from the place where the demihuman slaves were traded. When he was waiting to get off the carriage, Rafael was still looking in that direction for a long time, with an indescribably gloomy expression.

But when she didn't speak, Fisher didn't take the initiative to mention it. He slowly looked away from Raphael, only urging her to keep up and walk into the prison.

"Mr. Fisher, here, I locked them on the top floor, isolated from other prisoners."

The prison environment here is very poor. There are no lighting such as coal lamps inside, only an oil lamp is lit in the place on duty.Moreover, the weather in the Southern Continent was inherently humid, causing a thin layer of water mist to hang on the stone walls here, and there was a ticking sound in the dark depths of the cell.

Fisher went up with his cane and Keken, and the higher he went, the more clearly the "uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" sound that was heard downstairs.

It was a human voice, but it sounded very blank, like an unconscious beast.

Different from the one below, Keken arranged more duty rooms here, and torches were inserted all over the outside of the cell, which allowed Fisher, who walked outside the cell, to have a clearer view of the scene inside.

"Look, Mr. Fisher."

According to the words, Fisher looked inward through the firelight outside.In the large prison cell, a dozen or so figures sitting or lying like walking corpses murmured softly.Many of them were still wearing their original clothes, but they were already dirty and smelly after several months of detention.

But they didn't feel any abnormality at all. There were men and women among the patients, and all of them had thin faces and looked haggard.

"Do they eat?"

"For food, they will unconsciously ingest raw meat and water, but they don't have any desire, and they won't bark if they don't give it. One or two of them have starved to death before. They only have feelings for... well, people, and they are close It's going to rush like crazy."

It sounds like a monster created by a science fiction writer in Saint Nari, but it is actually in sight.

Fisher stood at the door of the cell, still a little far away so that he couldn't see carefully, but from the darkness, he could clearly see the eye-catching blue liquid falling from the faces of those people and dripping on the floor of the cell.

Raphael's pupils shrunk, and the unique eyes of dragon people allowed her to see the appearance of those humans clearly in the dark.Looking at those miserable-looking human beings, she felt inappropriately happy in her heart, just like her compatriots who were tortured by those people.But soon she no longer felt that way, and felt that her idea was very stupid.

But obviously, she would not have the slightest sympathy for the humans inside.

So soon she lost interest, and only occasionally looked at the focused Fisher next to her, wondering if it would be successful to attack him the whole time.

But in this case, even if he is killed, he will be caught by other humans, right?

Unaware of Raphael's little plan, Fisher squinted his eyes and looked inside for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said to Keken,
"Open the cell, I'll go in and have a look, it's too far away to see clearly."

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