Luphus woke up from his unconsciousness again. He looked at Kieran quietly, the familiar pain in his neck forcing him to remain silent.
It wasn't the first time he was knocked out.
It wasn't the second either.
He had woken up more than once along the way.
Each time he woke up, whenever he opened his mouth, he would be knocked out again.
The continuous beatings made Luphus wonder whether his neck was broken or not.
Being knocked out also made Luphus lose his precise sense of time. All he could tell was the hunger in his stomach. They were already very close to Gordor.
It was too late to say anything now that they were within range.
As a matter of fact, the next moment, Luphus realized the situation was much worse than he thought.
Through the car window, he saw pillars of smoke rising one after another.
It was obvious that in a place like Gordor, which didn't have any arable land, burning stalks of straw shouldn't be allowed. The stench of burnt fat in the air and the people covering their mouths and noses proved that something was amiss.
"Has it already exploded?"
Luphus muttered to himself.
The sorrow on his face couldn't be concealed anymore.
He felt like he saw his home being destroyed.
Kieran, on the other hand, maintained his calm expression throughout the whole ordeal.
His intuition told him that the burnt bodies were just the tip of the iceberg.
The Plague of Decay, which excited the Plague Force, had already engulfed the whole of Gordor and was rapidly spreading towards Yort Fields.
The spreading speed was faster than the natural spreading speed.
"Is it man-made?
Or …? "
The guesses in his heart made Kieran look even calmer. The wagon started to slow down.
They had arrived at Gordor Land!
After going through a series of short buildings, the wagon traveled through the empty streets without any hindrance and arrived in front of a four-storey tower surrounded by walls.
The tall walls blocked people's prying eyes from peeking inside.
The guard in front of the gate was in charge of the entrance and exit.
However, at that moment, the guard looked terrified and uneasy. Deep worry and uneasiness were written all over his face.
"Hello, hello?"
Luphus had to repeat twice before the guard came back to his senses.
"Huh?
Who is it? "
The guard cried out in shock. His hand was placed on his sword, but his body kept backing away as if he was afraid of Luphus's approach.
After making sure Luphus looked normal, the man finally stopped.
"I'm Luphus, Luphus the Sand Counter."
"I wish to see Lord Golde."
"I've brought some medicine. I hope it'll be useful against the plague."
Luphus introduced himself.
When he heard about the potion, the guard's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed down. However, he still went inside to report.
After a while, an old man wearing plain clothes and a half-meter-long iron mask that looked like a crow's mouth appeared.
"Long time no see, Luff."
The man wanted to give the wise man a hug the moment he appeared, but he quickly thought of something and stopped his steps.
"Sorry."
"Now really isn't the time."
The old man smiled bitterly.
"That's right."
"A crow's mouth won't be very useful, even if you disinfect it every time."
"Try my potion."
"Although it's not 100% effective."
Luphus nodded. He could clearly smell the stench on the old man, so he reminded him.
After all, the Plague of Decay wasn't a common plague.
"It's better than nothing."
The old man sighed and looked at the wagon.
"That's my disciple, Eden, and our coachman and bodyguard, Roff. With him around, our journey was a lot smoother. It's just that my neck hurts a lot."
And … "
"His Majesty Ryan."
Luphus rubbed his neck and spoke in his usual tone, but when he mentioned Kieran, he lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear him.
"His Majesty is here to save us?"
The old man looked excited.
"No.
His Majesty is here to look up some information and he gave me a ride. "
Luphus shook his head and said.
He knew he couldn't afford to cause any misunderstanding.
Otherwise …
Gordor Land would be finished.
In the face of death, a human's heart couldn't withstand any torment.
"This … This … Sigh."
The old man sighed again.
It was at this moment, sobbing sounds came from afar. A few figures then left the house in a hurry.
One of them was a young man in a white outfit, who should have looked gentle, but he was speaking quickly.
"Everyone, use my potion to wash your hands and take a bath. Remember to wash yourself clean.
Also, mark this house and tell everyone around to leave. No one is allowed to come close. Wait for the body collectors. "
"Yes, Sir Acker."
"Understood, Sir Acker."
Amidst the rising and falling voices of agreement, the group of people quickly left.
"Acker?
That wandering doctor Acker? "
Luphus was stunned.
"Em.
"Yes, it's him. Fortunately, he came to Gordor to search for information. Otherwise, the situation would have gone out of control."
Do you need me to introduce you to this sir? "
The old man asked.
"Of course.
I've heard about this sir a long time ago, but I didn't expect to see him here. "
Luphus nodded, showing quite an interest in the wandering doctor.
It was because of the doctor's reputation and his medical skills.
At the same time, Kieran was slightly interested as well.
The plague.
The doctor.
Coincidence?
No, it wasn't.
If they didn't appear in the same place.
Kieran glanced over the doctor's back and slowly got off the wagon.
"Greetings, Your Majesty.
All the books in Gordor Land will be unlocked for you.
"Please follow me."
The old man in plain clothes saw Kieran get off the wagon and bowed. He then walked into the tower and along the wooden corridor.
After going through the wooden corridor, houses that were arranged in an orderly manner appeared before them.
"This is the library of Gordor Land.
Other than the dining room in the middle, the rest of the houses have different books on different subjects and categories.
Feel free to look through them.
I'm sorry, I should have brought you here myself, but you know Gordor Land is in danger right now. "
The plain-clothed old man said.
"Mm.
Where are the records of the contract between Yort Fields and Naveya from 300 years ago? "
Kieran asked.
"There aren't any accurate records about the contract, but the records from 300 years ago are in that house at the edge. Feel free to look through them."
The old man pointed outside as he spoke.
After Kieran nodded, the old man turned around and left.
He seemed eager to deal with the danger before him.
Everything was so normal.
However, ten minutes later, Kieran finally arrived at the house. Before he even had the time to read through the books and scrolls, a large group of civilians swarmed the place.
"Merciful Majesty, please save us!"
"Merciful Majesty, please show us divine grace!"
"Merciful Majesty, please have mercy on us lost lambs!"
…
Cries and screams instantly entered the house. Kieran put down the book he just picked up, curled his lips into a smile and returned to his calm self.
The man.
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