Chapter 340: The Plague Disaster
“It's the side with the number.”
At the dormitory entrance, Jia Na's gaze involuntarily turned to the Qimeng Butterfly beside her, seeing the silver suler with the numerical pattern facing up on her palm.
“Master, this divination result is no.”
Hearing the Qimeng Butterfly's words, Jia Na nodded, feeling slightly relieved.
Today, half a month had passed since Jia Na completed the Ancient God Contract. In these past two weeks, Jia Na would habitually summon the Qimeng Butterfly to divine for herself every time she went out.
The question she had just asked the Qimeng Butterfly was: Would she encounter danger if she went out today?
Although Yulan - Blood Red's Blood Servant clone had been sealed by Grace-Eva, the unsettling feeling in Jia Na's heart lingered, never disappearing for a moment.
Of course, this was not Jia Na being overly sensitive; rather, the Turin Wizard Gathering Place itself was in a state of high alert.
Rat infestations and rampant poisonous mosquitoes. The previously peaceful and harmonious Turin City had, in this period, continuously experienced vicious incidents of magical beasts attacking the city and injuring people.
In addition, a large number of people in Turin City showed symptoms of fever, diarrhea, vomiting, and physical exhaustion.
Not only the White Coral, Black Bone Forest, and Mist Tower, the three major Wizard Academies, but other extraordinary organizations within the Turin Wizard Gathering Place,
had already prepared to deal with emergencies at any time.
“Miss Jia Na, are you going out on a mission again today?”
As soon as she closed the dormitory door, the Door Spirit asked Jia Na in a rather worried tone.
“Yes, Door Spirit, if anything happens recently, please keep an eye out for me.”
“No problem!”
After giving an instruction, Jia Na bid farewell to the Door Spirit, then walked straight to the elevator and went downstairs.
As the Door Spirit said, Jia Na's purpose for going out today was not to attend class, nor was it to rush to work at the Nightingale Opera Troupe,
but rather, she had received a notification from White Coral Academy to complete an assigned task of “treating the plague” as a Medical Science Apprentice.
Currently, due to the severe spread of the plague, major shops in Turin had closed their doors.
To curb this crisis, the three major Wizard Academies within the Turin Wizard Gathering Place also suspended classes and dispatched their subordinate apprentices to Turin City for support.
Support missions were roughly divided into three types: clearing magical beasts, treating the plague, and patrolling.
Among them, the most arduous task of “treating the plague” was undertaken by a group of Wizard Apprentices who had mastered Medical Science and Pharmacology.
And Jia Na, as an excellent student of Medical Science and a White Wizard Apprentice with Purification and dispelling abilities, was even sent to the frontline of plague treatment to shine and contribute.
“Ding—”
Just as Jia Na exited the elevator and stepped out of the dormitory building, the crisp mission system prompt sounded in Jia Na's mind.
【Daily Mission: Complete one plague treatment;
Mission Reward: 200 Talent Experience, 800 Skill Experience, one random reward;】
“Green-level mission—”
Looking at the color of the mission text, Jia Na raised her eyebrows slightly and closed the mission panel.
“It looks like it will rain today.”
Compared to the usual scorching sun, today's weather was exceptionally gloomy and humid—even the sun was covered by dark clouds, giving Jia Na a suffocating feeling in her chest.
“It's best to finish quickly today—”
After passing through the Mist Forest, Jia Na, who had retracted the butterfly wings behind her, landed on the edge of Turin City, then cast the Light Feather Spell and hurried towards the mission location.
“This is it—the Elk Tavern in Deer Horn Lane.”
Looking at the wooden door in front of her, covered with elk graffiti, a trace of daze flashed in Jia Na's eyes, but she quickly composed herself and gently pushed open the door.
“Ding-a-ling—”
The wind chimes at the entrance gently jingled. Through the dim light inside the tavern, Jia Na quickly saw a familiar figure at the bar.
“Long time no see, Mr. Blood Fang.”
With brown hair and a short stature, apart from the black lizard tattoo on his neck that had been washed away, the other party hadn't changed much since Jia Na first met him a few years ago.
Only the dark circles under his eyes and his slightly withered face showed that the former captain of the Demonic Wolf Mercenary Squad, now the owner of the Elk Tavern, Blood Fang, had probably not been doing well recently.
“Miss Jia Na, you're finally here!”
Although the other party's face was covered by a large Wizard's hood, Blood Fang still recognized them at a glance from their figure and demeanor.
“This designated mission was issued by you, right?”
Looking at the mission notification form Jia Na placed on the table, Blood Fang quickly took it.
“Yes, it was me—it was I who entrusted the Raven Messenger to issue the mission according to the address you left before!”
Hearing this, Jia Na couldn't help but nod.
“Who is infected with the plague?”
Although Blood Fang's face looked unusually haggard, Jia Na did not feel any sickness from him.
“It's my wife Ilianna, she's resting in the bedroom on the second floor now. I wonder if it's convenient for you to move to the second floor with me—”
“Yes, take me to see her.”
Years had long since stripped Blood Fang of his former ruthless aura of living on the edge, making him more like an ordinary person without any extraordinary abilities, plain and unremarkable—making the already inconspicuous Blood Fang even more so.
“Thump, thump, thump—”
At this moment, the empty Elk Tavern had no customers. Led by Blood Fang, Jia Na quickly followed the wooden stairs to the guest room door.
“Miss Jia Na, Ilianna is in here—”
As the wooden door gently opened, a slightly plump woman in her thirties with an ordinary appearance, some freckles on her face, and slightly curly brown hair, was quietly lying on the wooden bed, looking distressed.
“Cough, cough, cough—”
“Ilianna, the Wizard is here, you'll be well soon!”
Seeing Ilianna suddenly sit up and cough violently, Blood Fang, who was originally standing beside Jia Na, anxiously walked to her bedside and gently patted Ilianna's back, helping her calm her breathing.
“Lucas, I think I'm dying—”
“Don't talk nonsense! I told you, Lord Jia Na is here. She is a very powerful Wizard and will definitely cure you!”
“Really—cough, cough!”
Before she could finish speaking, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Ilianna's mouth, scattering like mottled plum blossoms on the bedsheet.
“Ilianna! Don't scare me, Lord Jia Na, Ilianna is dying—”
“Calm down first.”
Seeing Blood Fang's almost frantic and anxious appearance, Jia Na directly cast a mental soothing spell to stabilize his emotions.
