Chapter 126:

Chapter 126:

The girl hesitated as if lacking confidence.

Hendrik, who had been listening, was surprised and interjected.

You have Akan Cream? Did you buy it? Where did you get it?

No! I didnt buy it. Its just that well

The child stammered and bowed her head, speaking in a voice that crawled and crept.

Actually, I found a discarded tube There was a tiny bit of cream left

And you applied it?

The child nodded, her face turning red.

It was embarrassing to say that she had applied just a tiny amount.

She had scraped it out with their nails and applied it to her younger brothers forearm, resulting in this.

Arin spoke with a face that seemed like she was about to cry.

I applied the cream so that it wouldnt hurt But it ended up like this. Other people have experienced the same thing. If you use the cream that someone with the disease used incorrectly, it spreads. I I didnt know!

The child murmured with a voice full of self-blame, tears filling her big eyes.

I really I really didnt know.

Of course, she couldnt have known.

The girl looked to be merely six or seven years old.

Kalia saw her own childhood self in the tearful child nervously fidgeted with a ragged cloth.

Of course, not all memories from her childhood were fully intact due to her fathers magic. Nevertheless, it seemed like her appearance when she saved Simon was similar to the childs.

Digging through trash to find something to eat, hunching her body in the darkness to protect herself

Kalia knelt down, adjusting her eye level to meet the girls, and suddenly reached out to embrace the childs head.

At the same time, she embraced the younger sibling who was crying in the arms of the older.

Its okay, you didnt do anything wrong.

She felt the childs body trembling with a start.

The children hugged Kalia, frozen stiff, in a tight embrace.

It must have been scary. And you must have been very hungry. But it seems like you took good care of your younger brother.

Patting Arins shoulder gently, the girl soon buried her face in Kalias shoulder.

Its, its, its okay H-h, its okay. H-hu, hu

Trying not to cry, her eyes turned red, and they shed tears even larger than her brothers.

Even in the comforting embrace, Arin couldnt act mischievous.

How harshly had this young child experienced the world at such a young age?

Kalia.on somehow seemed to understand Kalias comforting heart holding the child.

He also vaguely saw the image of that girl who had saved him once in the appearance of this child.

I think we should expand the support for orphanages.

At the same time, he didnt forget to advocate for increasing the welfare budget by squeezing the princes funds.

Allen approached, hesitating.

I will examine these children. We should take a closer look at their wounds after theyve been cleaned.

Kalia nodded in response and then looked at Hendrik.

Are these children supposed to be quarantined separately?

Hendrik shook his head in response.

No, we have examined several patients and found no infected individuals within the branch. The same conclusion was reached at the Mage Tower. It seems that the infection doesnt spread in such a manner.

Then why were other patients isolated?

Perhaps it was done as a precaution, considering the high number of infected individuals. Besides, since we dont know exactly how this disease spreads, they were isolated as a temporary measure.

Kalia let out a small sigh of relief, as if expressing gratitude for the situation.

When we go inside, the doctor will provide you with warm food. They wont do anything bad, so please come with us.

Upon hearing Kalias words, Arin and Michelle exchanged glances.

Then they quickly nodded.

The scenery of a city he had seen once before flashed by.

The only difference was that there were no people passing by.

Buford smirked and murmured nonchalantly.

This city has also become a city of the dead.

Its a pity that we couldnt get those fairies back then. But it seems that the fairies and the tree were sealed due to their severe injuries.

The clear energy that should have been felt as soon as they entered this city was absent.

Although not dead, it had undoubtedly suffered injuries to the point where considerable rest was needed.

If those fairies had been unharmed, this city would have been somewhat protected.

They may have looked like children, but those fairies were high-ranking ones.

They were fairies who had spent a long time in the outside world, not in the fairy forest, gradually accumulating power and possessing quite formidable strength.

Although not as powerful as the Fairy Kings tribe, they had enough power to neutralize minor magic.

Buford and Damons carriage raced through the city, surveying the surroundings as if flaunting.

In the distance, they saw the Fairy Tree standing silently like a rock.

They could also feel the gazes of the villagers, who appeared suddenly, observing the outsiders.

The residents cautiously opened their windows and watched them with guarded eyes.

It was an interesting sight.

Just a year ago, the whole village was lively like a festival, but now the entire village has died because of a mere disease.

Damon, who was observing them through the carriage window, chuckled.

A demonic disease that rots the skin. Isnt it ridiculous? Real demons dont mess around with something as trivial as skin. Well, the real terrifying thing isnt a skin disease, though.

She flopped down on Bufords lap like a cat and reached her hand towards the sky.

The floating Akan Cream spun round and round.

All this chaos for a little creamdeception, murder, violence.

The cream that had shown the only effect against the demonic disease.

In fact, without even knowing that it was the exact opposite, the Empire was excited about this cream.

But actually they didnt even know that skin disease spread because of this. Stupid guys

One of the genius mad doctors had created the contagious disease cream.

The cream, designed to suppress any manifestation of power, quickly spread the disease among ordinary people.

When applied once or twice, the skin would appear seemingly unaffected, like any other wound. When applied a second time, even the wounded area would appear clean.

By layering it three or four times, the skin gradually became addicted to the cream.

Then, at some point.

When the energy of the cream disappeared, the skin would start to itch, and eventually, it would turn black.

But if the cream was applied again, it would temporarily alleviate the symptoms, only to darken again once the energy of the cream dissipated.

Repeatedly doing so would quickly deplete a whole jar of cream.

Thats when it began.

Those already addicted to the cream became sensitive and violent.

They would scratch their increasingly blackened skin until it bled, tormented and desperate to escape those symptoms.

We need Akan Cream. Akan Cream!

Neighboring houses, once friendly, were raided, threatened, and plundered, until mistrust began to brew among them.

And then it went even further

What are the nobles doing? They probably hoarded Akan Cream for themselves, right? Selfish beings!

The imperial family, incapable of even curing this skin disease! Incompetent. Absolutely incompetent. If they think they can become Emperor or royal just by being good at fighting, then well have to show them how ferociously we can fight!

All of this is because of the absence of Simon. No, wait! Its because of the sudden disappearance of General Kalia!

Blaming the higher-ups for their failure to correct this, they began searching for a target to release their ferocity.

Anxiety breeds discord.

Definite symptoms and unfulfilled needs fuel it.

And so it makes the entire Empire fall ill.

All because of this one skin disease.