Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 243 The situation suddenly changes

Two days later, Duarte Holden felt that his body had basically recovered.

In order to bring the group of magic apprentices to Jackdaw Town safely, he secretly took a large dose of magic potion, which was a common potion sold in the underground black market in Jinhui City. It was a banned drug used to briefly stimulate the caster's physical potential at certain special moments at the cost of consuming the original vitality.

After relying on an overdose to reach Jackdaw Town, the relaxed Durt soon fell ill and fell into a high fever coma. If Harvey had not directly ordered that he be tested for drug injection first, he would probably have died that night.

However, the subsequent treatment arrangements made Durte feel very strange. Although the plague spots on his body had all fallen off and the swelling in his abdomen had quickly subsided, he was still forcibly placed in a separate room in the warehouse. He was told by the soldiers wrapped in heavy robes that he needed to be isolated and observed for another day.

Every morning, noon and evening, a mysterious doctor who was also wrapped up completely without revealing any skin, was extremely tall and walked with heavy steps, would come to the room to treat him. The method was also very strange. It was not the usual compress or oral administration, but a hollow metal probe that injected some kind of liquid medicine into his body.

Durte keenly discovered that the efficacy of the medicine injected into his body in the first two days was exactly the same, which would quickly reduce his high fever, but the arm where the medicine was injected was abnormally swollen and painful, and he could hardly lift it up at night due to the pain.

But the effect of the potion on the last day was obviously different. Not only did it not bring the side effect of swollen and painful arms, but it made him feel that the magic power depletion in his body caused by taking the banned potion was much alleviated.

Just like a river that was almost dry, the floodgates upstream suddenly opened to release water. The surging waves of magic power pierced into his skin along the metal probe, and the potion flowed into his body continuously, sweeping through and nourishing the energy channels throughout his body.

"Sir... the medicine you gave me today should not be for treating the plague, right?" After the last injection of medicine after dinner, Durt finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked the taciturn and mysterious doctor.

Asdalen turned his head, his black robe masking his face, revealing only a pair of bright red eyes. He chuckled and said, "The difference in efficacy is obvious. It seems you've noticed it. Hehe, the potion for curing the plague only needs two days of use. The one I'm giving you today will help you repair your body and nourish your internal magic channels..."

Duart breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Although he had the recommendation and arrangement of Mr. Fran McCaughlin of the Federation, it was indeed thanks to the help and protection of this great man who lived in seclusion in Jackdaw Town that he and this group of mage apprentices were able to barely save their lives from the expulsion of the church and the nobles, as well as the terrible strange plague.

"I don't know when I can personally thank you for helping us. Without your generosity, even if we managed to reach Jackdaw Town, we probably wouldn't have survived..."

He paused and continued, "Also, could you provide me with some paper and pen? I'd like to write to Fran McCaughlin, who introduced me here, to inform him of our current situation and to prevent him from worrying too much."

Asdalen said calmly, "Mr. McCaughlin is aware of your current situation. He asked me to tell you to stay here and not risk returning to Jinhui City... Wait for further news. He will contact you again after these few days of work."

"Jinhui City... What's the current situation in Jinhui City? When my colleagues arranged for me to sneak out of the city, the church and the nobles' personal guards surrounded us and the Alchemy Exploration Society."

Asdalen shook his head slightly and whispered, "His Majesty the Grand Duke of Saint Valen has joined forces with the Church of Glory and publicly declared that the plague was caused by spellcasters. He has also directly determined that the Federation bears unshirkable responsibility in this matter. He has decided to expel all spellcasters in Saint Valen and arrest all magicians in the royal capital suspected of spreading the plague..." "My colleagues from the Federation who stayed behind in Jinhui City probably didn't escape because the continental teleportation array was destroyed by the church in advance. The church and the nobles... may have to reignite the Hundred Years' War between spellcasters and secular forces!"

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Harvey, who had been up all night, was completely unable to rest because of the frequent communication messages coming from the spellcaster forum.

He could only sit in front of the magic brain instrument in his pajamas with red and swollen eyes, staring blankly at the messages that kept flashing on the forum.

[Hand of Elements: This is absurd! Based on a single, trumped-up charge, Grand Duke Saint Valen, under the guise of the Church, openly expelled and persecuted spellcasters within his own country? Where are the investigation results? Where is the evidence collection process? Who is the suspect? Without any evidence, how can he simply shift the blame entirely onto the spellcasters?]

[Man in the Mirror: The Alchemy Exploration Society is also implicated in this, humph! These foolish, greedy secular nobles wouldn't act like this when they need help from an alchemist!]

Frost Giant: So... was this a trap set for the Federation by the Church and the nobles of Saint Valen? A premeditated plan to target spellcasters within the country? So, do they really want to reignite the human civil war?

[Magic Shield: The Federation's independent operations in the Evil Moon Mountains are currently reaching a critical juncture. Two of the three chiefs have already traveled to Blackrock City to oversee the situation. Currently, only Lord Sarath remains in Alayeh, but... he is currently in a deep meditation phase and may not be able to deal with this emergency in the short term. The Church and the nobles... really know how to pick a good time to strike!]

[Astrologer: The plague in Saint Valen's capital has spread widely. The amount of so-called healing potions released by the church is simply not enough to treat the infected civilians in Jinhui City and the surrounding areas. A large number of those infected or those afraid of contracting the disease have begun to flee the capital, migrating to other surrounding areas and kingdoms... It is said that Daeus has closed its borders and sent spellcasters to forcefully expel the refugees who want to enter Daeus...]

[Heart of the Forest: This is a wise choice. If we allow these infected civilians to enter freely, the plague will quickly spread to other surrounding kingdoms. Even if spellcasters and alchemists develop effective medicine, it will be too late to save so many ordinary civilians. The death toll will be even greater than during the demon invasion.]

Mindhunter: But if that happens, won't the common people, hoping for a glimmer of hope, hate and fear the spellcasters even more? Aren't they already convinced that the plague that brought them disaster and death was caused by these heinous wizards? Haha, how ironic and tragic!

Harvey couldn't help but cover his face and sigh when he saw Mr. Inner Demon's blunt and straightforward remarks.

"You're not human, why are you stirring up trouble here and making such sarcastic remarks? You're just talking nonsense without any hesitation..."

However, everyone in the forum should know very well that these words are indeed rough but true. The church uses healing potions to win over people's hearts, and the nobles use secular authority to publicly stand up for their actions. They have firmly controlled people's hearts and public opinion. Spellcasters may repeat the mistakes of the past. The reputation and trust they have worked so hard to build in the mortal world will soon be wiped out.

(End of this chapter)