Knight's Guide to Anti-Wolf [Western Fantasy]

The room is not big, but it is very clean. There is a small bed for one person, and the books on the table are opened. Next to it are a scroll of sheepskin and a quill pen inserted in an ink bottle. There is also a pair of books on the table. The little daisy in the pot is very well taken care of.

The trainee pastor went to pray for the dead. In fact, few civilians could invite a pastor to give funeral mass. The trainee priest was also very kind, and Ansu was not tired, so he sat in front of the window and looked out. .

This small courtyard is not big, more than ten meters square, with some vegetables that he can't recognize, many of which are hanging small fruits, and people are walking back and forth from time to time, looking worried.

It was raining lightly in the sky.

An Su frowned slightly. He has been in this world for more than seven days, and he encountered this kind of light rain for three days. The duration was very short, only two or three hours, but this is not the rainy season.

After waiting for an hour, the young pastor didn't come back. Ansu thought about the clothes he didn't change, and was going to go to the tailor shop to see if there was any suitable clothes for him.

At this time, the boy came over.

"Your Excellency Ansu." The young pastor's appearance is very in line with the church's standards, with long blond hair, fair skin, lake-like clear eyes, gentle and friendly temperament, and now he is staring at Ansu with gentle admiration. Appearing pure and sincere, he took out a set of robes, "This is the teaching uniform prepared for you."

The Church of the Holy Light is a strict organization, and of course it also has special uniforms. For example, Ansu remembered that he had the Holy Light Armor that he didn’t wear when he stayed in the imperial capital to escape, and the priest also had special monastic robes. The cuffs and neckline are inlaid with gorgeous gold edging, there is a green gemstone lock on the chest, and there are light-colored ribbons hanging from the shoulders. Of course, this style is for a formal first-level priest, but there is no problem wearing it with Ansu's second-level ability. .

The problem is - there are only two sets of this thing in a church, and the material value is extremely high. He doesn't believe that there are no other clothes here. Why do you have to take this kind of clothes?

An Su didn't answer, he thought carefully about the name the other party started to announce: "Hmm... West Asia, right? You look like you're in trouble."

If it's just a small trouble, Ansu doesn't mind helping out.

"You are a second-level knight. If you don't mind, can you use some healing spells during the moonrise?" The priest asked cautiously, "Of course, we won't ask you to pay for nothing."

This requirement is not too much. Unlike priests whose purpose is healing, paladins’ skills are mostly attacks. The healing spells they can use every day are limited, so they won’t use them easily. For them who may go to the battlefield at any time, it’s important to keep yourself the most powerful The state of their lives is what the church requires of them.

But at the end of the day when the moon rises, knights can pray for new magic spells again. Before that, it is a waste to use magic spells, just like mobile traffic, it expires and clears, and here is the second largest The fortress is also very safe.

"No problem." Ansu was actually curious about his healing technique, "But before that, where is your bathroom?"

It's only noon now, and it's still early before the moon rises.

Because of his professional relationship, it has become a habit to take a bath every day, but he hasn't washed it for seven days since he came here, which is even longer if you count the time Ansu was hunted down before. Ansu feels that he would rather soak in formalin. I don't want to continue to stink.

"Wait a moment." The pastor said, "We are short of manpower, and we may have to wait for half an hour for hot water."

"You don't need hot water, just cold water." Ansu believed in her current body.

"...Okay." Sensing the urgency of the other party, West Asia did not politely address this issue, "I will arrange it immediately."

After a few minutes...

"No soap?" Ansu frowned.

"It's only available to nobles." Xi Ya thought for a while, "We don't usually use it, but I can sell it."

"Forget it, I'd better go to boil some hot water." An Su thought it could be cleaned better.

"Okay." West Asia was about to go down to make arrangements when she staggered suddenly. If Ansu hadn't caught her in a hurry, she would have fallen headfirst.

Xi Ya covered her dizzy forehead and barely managed to hold her own: "Maybe I've been a little too tired recently."

"Your body is very hot." An Su felt it as soon as he touched it, and frowned even tighter. "It's not lower than 40 degrees. Did you feel this place just now?"

"It was okay just now, no." Xia supported the doorpost next to her, a little light flickered in her hand, as if she wanted to expel the abnormality in her body by herself.

It's just that the little light flickered for a while, and then went out.

"Have you exhausted the holy light?" Ansu helped him to go back. For the chicken priests, the holy light is their only protective power. If they are exhausted, they will be no different from ordinary people.

"I can walk back, don't help me." As soon as Xia pushed him away, he walked towards his residence step by step.

His pace was very slow, although there was no big abnormality, but Ansu could already see that his back was soaking wet.

"What's the problem?" Ansu walked beside him, leaning against him without leaving a trace.

"The teacher is not here, I can't fall, as long as the moon rises, my holy light will come back." Sweat dripped from the pastor's forehead, "There are hundreds of patients and family members in the church now, if I fall, there will be big trouble."

"This is an infectious disease." Ansu whispered, "Did you see it?"

"Well, once they leave, it's likely to spread to the entire fortress." Xia said with a pale face, "If anyone asks, they say that I went to pray first, and I will come out at night."

It's not far from West Asia's current residence, and soon, the two arrived in the room.

An Su raised his eyebrows, then imagined the previous spellcasting, raised his five fingers slightly, and was about to use the spell.

"Don't waste it." Xia pressed his hand, and said in an unquestionable tone, "I just need to wait for the magic spell to be cleared at night. Now you can help me treat the patient in the second room on the right, please."

Ansu was then pushed out the door, which slammed shut.

"..." Ansu.

Ansu, who suddenly felt that he was being suppressed by the opponent's momentum, was a little embarrassed, and turned around helplessly and walked to the guest room not far to the right.

After walking in, Ansu's expression became serious.

The patient's face was pale and yellow, lying on his back on the bed, his face was abnormally flushed, he was short of breath, and there was a purple ecchymosis on his right cheek. An Su stepped forward and looked at his eyelids. The conjunctiva was congested, and purulent tissue fluid had already flowed out around it.

He opened the quilt on the patient and found that the patient's abdomen was swollen. He stretched out his hand to press and found that the liver and spleen were swollen.

septicemia.

It is not caused by lack of vitamin C, but systemic poisoning caused by pathogen invasion.

But... His eyes fell on several lumps on the opponent's neck.

It was an infection caused by a mosquito bite, and the lymph nodes in the drainage area were swollen.

I remembered the black and purple high cyanosis on the corpse that was lifted out before.

This form is the most frequently used case for each infectious disease teacher.

Black Death.