113. Black-and-white disaster

Eyes filled with surprise poured out from all sides.

Among the Palan royal nobles, Saliban’s followers were surprised and wondered how I came to solve his troubles at once.

In fact, it is very funny to come and suggest in such a timely manner unless you know this situation thoroughly.

“But...”

“Stop.”

At the end of the day, when a nobleman was about to question me.

Saliban restrained the aristocrat with one hand and rose from his seat.

Then I asked the man who was reporting to him.

“Finance Minister Grunui, when you accepted the prince’s proposal, what was the status of the empire’s funds?”

“Well, that’s... as long as the supplies arrive in time as Prince Davey said... you can get away with it. Yes.”

He also seemed to feel the same way.

There’s no such thing as a free lunch.

It’s not a penny or two, but it’s a small country’s national budget to buy medicines and medicines, so doubts have to go first.

The finance minister, who was called Grunui as if to grasp my intention, looked into my eyes, but I continued without a smile.

“Are you suspicious?”

“No, that’s not true, but...”

“Well, it would be natural to be on the same page. It’s not funny that there’s a lot of support all of a sudden.”

As I spoke calmly, I made eye contact with Saliban.

“But as I said earlier, there are only two reasons.”

Currently, due to the nature of the Hines territory, the Palan Empire has already been shaken or weak, so it cannot be allowed to break this flow of peace to other countries.

When the war broke out, they made a drastic decision to take priority, but if not, they’d be willing to do so

There was a way out.

“If the Fallan Empire falters, it will also hurt the Hines. This is an item that has already been decided after consultation with His Majesty the King of the Kingdom of Laun. And the second reason is

Again, does a man need a reason to save a man?

I was surprised by the expressions of some nobles at my words.

“I won’t say no. Of course I will never forget the prince’s help. For the peace of the continent that my father wanted to protect, the Falan Empire will remain a strong guardian nation at any time, and will work on the peace of the continent in a neutral manner.”

Saliban sprang up and ran to me.

Then he grabbed my hand and grinned.

“Thank you very much. Prince Davey.”

“Really?”

His face froze at my smile.

“Then don’t forget. That grace.”

out of earshot of others

I only spoke to Saliban. With what to repay the grace.

At the same time, his eyes were wide open.

“We have already summoned the drugs and medicines to the imperial warehouse. I’m heading straight to the quarantine where the patients are being quarantined.”

“Oh! I’ll give you Griffin, the pride of our royal family. Griffin can’t get there any time soon.”

“No, it’s not.”

I’m just going to move on to space. It was Saliban, who tilted his head as if he didn’t understand what I meant, but I hurriedly left the meeting room after finishing what I had to say.

Then he took a short breath where no one was watching and frowned.

Chaeng-ggang! (Chaeng-gruang!

Then, as if I had been waiting, the thin curtain of mana surrounding me broke.

At the same time, I could see that my vision was lowered again, that it was annoying to hang, and that beggar-like hair grew continuously even if I cut it.

It has already been almost two weeks since it became this shape.

There was not much time left, but that little time felt like 10 years.

My body can’t be changed by hallucination magic at the moment. So, what if I use another tool to put it on top of me?

At that time, Prince Davey showed up with a completely unexpected variable and performed miraculous medicine.

It’s a rare situation here to believe.

“The Baron.”

She’s the king of watches. The simple and convenient wristwatch made by the royal daughter of the Laun Kingdom, who is just 10 years older, eliminates the need for complicated procedures to check the time.

“Master, it’s time for the central meeting soon.”

***

The conference hall was itself five minutes before the mess with frankness.

There was no motivation at all in the eyes of lawmakers who had to save patients.

Is it because most of the patients were quarantined due to the rapid response of the Palan Empire?

It should be relieved that the disease has not spread much.

“It’s contagious. If anything goes wrong, this whole continent will die in a matter of months.”

Even at that time, all the lawmakers and nobles who attended the surrounding meetings were distracted.

“Are you listening? I’m saying this disease is really dangerous. Since the route of transmission is unknown, it is difficult to cope with and prevent it. But there’s no solution to that.”

The buzz gets louder.

It was not about sharing opinions with Baron Gorneo’s briefing.

“Hey, when’s your shift?”

“Yes, Count. You can take turns with the Marquis of Populis in three hours. The empty quota is over.”

“Well, the dirty commoners get sick and go through... ...what does that have to do with me? How dare you think I learned medicine to save them?”

Some of these people existed.

“There’s no solution, but it’s a day and night discussion. It’s more economical to buy more slaves than to watch this.”

“Oh, Count Valtis, I hear you’re gathering a Sioux slave these days.”

“Hahaha, is that so?” In fact, not long ago, I bought Myoin sexual slavery. I don’t know how good she was...”

Meanwhile, Baron Gorneo continued calmly.

“We think the current expected transmission path is just a virus that flows through the water stream or a virus that is transmitted through birds. Symptoms immediately after transmission include vomiting, seizures, abdominal pain, hallucinations, and so on. There are currently countless situations listed. “There were some people whose skin was covered with blood and black spots all over their bodies, and when it got worse, the whole body turned black...”

“No, so, what’s the conclusion?”

A chatty aristocrat asked irritably.

In addition to the members of the disease control group, they are aristocrats related to the medical system.

Since their position was not low, Baron Gorneo, who was only a member of the disease control group in the past, only killed his temper and explained it step by step.

“Please request support. It’s not a disease that can be finished in a short time. It’s already been this long since the outbreak started, but we haven’t even found the right cause. I need to report to the Three Kingdoms and get more manpower and funding...”

“Hey, this guy! Do you know how much money goes into the disease control unit now?!”

An angry cry rang out.

“I mean you. Don’t you feel sorry for the Emperor of the Three Kingdoms, who believes that even an incompetent lawmaker like you is a lawmaker? Huh? What the hell are you doing right? I can’t find a single cause of the epidemic right now, so I’m just playing around.”

Baron Gorneo was about to spring to his feet as a courtesy cc official, but he stopped him at the cry.

“That’s right. With our technology right now, it’s almost impossible to catch all of these bottles in a short time. But it is. There is no doctor who gives up on the deceased. So I ask. If you can’t afford the manpower and funding right now, please ask just one person for help.”

Saint of Hines, to Prince Davey Allown.

Baron Gorneo’s expression was an expression that hurt his pride.

I didn’t want to borrow his help as much as I could.

It was never the right thing to rely on that one person.

However, the current situation was so disastrous that he was not confident in solving it.

“Ha! That’s Davey Allan, Davey Allan. I don’t know what the prince is talking about...”

“That’s right. What can the prince do about a disease that doesn’t work with the divine power?”

“Didn’t you bribe him by siphoning off the budget set by the disease control team?”

“Come to think of it, Baron Gorneo has visited the kingdom of Laun before and he has a face with him.”

“Huh...”

“Yes, these people! I’ll kill you and you, Prince Davey! Do you understand?!”

Baron Gorneo began to marvel at the sight of a suspicious glance.

Beat him to death? Who? Who?