Chapter 796
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Land of Frost, Hoarfrost Deer City.
The Nephilic Judges in the underground ruins of the Snow Velvet Mountains had been wiped out, and the captives had all been rescued. This was supposed to be a cause for celebration.
However, the physical and mental conditions of the captives were not something to be happy about.
Cheil was currently in a treatment center in Hoarfrost Deer City. Ever since Cheil rescued the captives from the ruins, the place had been overcrowded.
"A total of 47 survivors were rescued. 39 were humans, and 8 were non-humans."
Cheil looked at the statistics the healers had compiled. Behind the statistics, there was a row of scarlet words that read '13 deaths'.
Today was the fourth day since the survivors had arrived in the outside world. However, before Cheil could enter the ward, he saw two healers dragging a person out on a stretcher.
"Your … Your Majesty."
The two healers recognized Cheil, who was standing at the door of the ward.
"Someone else can't hold on anymore?"
Cheil walked to the side of the stretcher and lifted the white sheet. He discovered that the person who had died was not a human, but a Frost Elf.
"We don't know her name." One of the healers said to Cheil, "Your Majesty, please stay away from the deceased. They carry a large amount of Grey Fog … It might be contagious."
Cheil looked at the Frost Elf who had passed away peacefully. Her skin was so thin that it did not look like a human anymore. This was the most common physical sign of survivors from the ruins.
To make matters worse, even after they left the ruins, the Grey Fog in their bodies continued to ravage them. This caused these survivors to become 'carriers of the Grey Fog'.
The healers had to be extra careful and cautious when treating them.
In order to settle them down, Cheil listened to Josiah's suggestion and built an isolated ward.
"Take care of it."
Cheil covered the body with a white sheet again and let the two healers take the Frost Elf's body away.
After they died, they became pure sources of pollution and needed to be taken away immediately for incineration.
Cheil knocked on the door and wanted to enter the ward, but before that, she used an ice-blue inscription to attach a layer of magic shield to her body.
As soon as the Magic Shield came into effect, Cheil heard the commotion inside.
She pushed the door open and walked in.
The space inside the ward was very large. Cheil ordered the architect to break through the walls of several rooms to serve as isolation wards.
There was a protective magic array on the ground under each bed.
"Hold him down quickly!"
"He's too strong!"
A group of doctors surrounded a bed, but their strength was not enough to suppress the patient. He broke free from the doctors' suppression and jumped off the bed.
Only then did Cheil notice that it was the patriarch of the Whitefrost Deer Family!
"Damn liar, you can't catch me!"
The patriarch's body was very thin and weak. His hands were so thin that only bones were left, but it was such a weak body that he broke free from the suppression of the three doctors.
The first thing he saw was Shayle, who was standing at the door. He grabbed a small knife on the bedside table.
"You can't catch me …"
His voice was filled with boundless anger as he slowly walked towards Cheil.
"Cheil?"
Cheil tentatively called out his name.
This caused his footsteps to stop, and a struggling expression appeared on his face. But it did not last long, and his old face was replaced by a sinister expression.
"It's time to go to hell! Demon! "
He took the knife and pounced at Cheil.
"Your Majesty!"
The accompanying Whitefrost Deer Family and the doctors wanted to stop him, but Cheil moved faster.
The Frost Spirit and the ice-blue inscription appeared in front of Cheil at the same time.
Large amounts of frost quickly condensed on the ground, freezing the Whitefrost Deer Family Patriarch's thin body, making him unable to move.
"Father!"
"Lord Cheil!"
The accompanying Whitefrost Deer Family ran to the side of the old man who had turned into an ice sculpture. Cheil removed the ice binding, but the patriarch's crazy behavior did not stop.
Fortunately, one of the accompanying Whitefrost Deer Family knew hypnotic spiritual magic, and the old patriarch fell asleep immediately.
"Why did he become like this?" Cheil asked.
"We have already given Lord Cheil the medicine you gave him. His body condition has improved, but … he has become like this."
One of the accompanying Whitefrost Deer Family said to Cheil.
"How much did you give Cheil? I said that there is not much medicine, and it needs to be diluted before being consumed! "
Cheil had dealt with the Grey Fog infection of the Frostwolf Family in the past, and had found a medicine that could treat the Grey Fog infection in the ruins near the Frostwolf Family Residence.
Cheil still had some of this medicine, so he had sent someone to deliver it here from the imperial capital in advance.
None of the accompanying Whitefrost Deer Family dared to answer Cheil's question directly.
Cheil understood just from the empty bottle at the head of the bed that they had fed the entire bottle to the old patriarch.
"The medicine made by the high elves can only remove the residual Grey Fog in his body. This poor fellow has stayed in the dungeon for two years, and the influence on his mind and soul cannot be cured by medicine."
A voice broke the silence. This almost provocative words caused everyone to look at the sickbed in the corner.
On the sickbed sat an elf with dark purple skin.
She was the one who had preserved her consciousness the best among the captives rescued from the dungeon ruins.
Cheil had asked her many questions on the first day, but she was not willing to cooperate with Cheil at all.
"What nonsense are you talking about, you outsider!"
One of the accompanying Whitefrost Deer Family members could not stand the Dark Elf's provocation. He walked to the sickbed in the corner and grabbed her by the collar.
The moment the companion grabbed the Dark Elf's collar, he also felt a cold blade pressed against his neck. The blade was deeply embedded into his skin, and if it went any further, he could see blood oozing out.
"That's why I said humans are inferior creatures. You people are so easily angered and do not know how to control your emotions. Your lifespan is pathetically short, and you have nothing good except for your fast reproduction rate." The moment she pressed the knife against the companion's neck, the other Whitefrost Deer Family members also drew their weapons.
The situation became extremely tense in an instant.
"Stop."
Cheil's voice caused the temperature in the tense room to drop significantly.
"The latest episode of Cat and Teacher will be released today," Cheil said to the Dark Elf.
This sentence was like a secret signal to the Dark Elf. She looked at Cheil.
"How do you know?" She did not believe the human's warning.
"I know the creator. If you dare to touch that human, I will take away the television in the ward."
Cheil's threat was effective. The Dark Elf let the poor companion go and kept him away from her sickbed.
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