I weave fate in parallel time and space

Chapter 189 Let Them Come True

"More than 20 isolation areas in the southern epidemic area have been established, and 1 patients have also been gathered.

Both the anti-epidemic manual and the protection manual have been distributed.

However, the number of nurses is too low, and the survival rate in the quarantine area."

Nightingale watched the man sitting on the chair in front of her report her measures in the past few months.

But when it came to the survival rate, Nightingale's throat moved.

"Probably not too high."

In other words, this kind of isolation area is no different from being sent to the morgue in advance.

Arthur closed his eyes, "I know, you have tried your best, and this is also to make as few people die as possible."

Arthur slowly opened his eyes, frowned and said, "According to common sense, the Spanish Empire should also be a victim of this plague. Why can their army still maintain their fighting power?"

"I also noticed this." Nightingale said, "I went to see the prisoners of the Spanish Empire, and I found that even though they were very close to the epidemic area and had poor sanitation, they were still not infected with the plague. signs.

At most, it is some other diseases. "

"why?"

"It's unreasonable." Nightingale looked at Arthur, "I've only seen this kind of unreasonableness in you."

There was a little light in Arthur's eyes, "Is that so?"

He looked at Nightingale. As a field nurse, she was also wearing an army green uniform at the moment.

In order for her to command a certain number of people, Arthur even gave her a certain military rank. Her long fiery red hair was tied into a braid behind her head, and a small bag was slung around her waist, which basically contained First aid supplies.

"Are you planning to go to the quarantine area next?" he asked.

"This is also the purpose of my coming here." Nightingale said seriously, "There is no place that needs me more than that."

Arthur continued to stare at her. He and Nightingale spent three or four months on the battlefield.

He clearly knew the character of his friend.

Under the seemingly weak appearance, there is a toughness and bravery that ordinary people do not have.

Not long ago, when they attacked Paris, the enemy's resistance was extremely fierce, and the battlefield was the bloodiest.

But even so, she still went to the front line and pulled those seriously injured soldiers off the battlefield one after another.

Arthur stared at Nightingale, and after a while, he said. "I can't change your will, but I hope you can survive, the people of Britannia still need you."

He did not do too much to retain.

The nobility of the strong-willed must be respected.

Nightingale was not surprised by Arthur's answer.

In this world, if there is anyone who understands himself best, it is the person in front of him.

He has many similarities with himself.

For example, the will and belief that cannot be easily changed.

In a sense, what that person said back then was not wrong at all.

He is indeed the destiny, and only he can bring this decaying country back to life.

He bowed to Arthur, then turned and left, opened the curtain of the tent and walked out.

Her steps were deliberate, as usual.

If anyone saw this scene, no one would have thought of what kind of purgatory she would be going to next.

She doesn't know magic, and she doesn't have a physique that is so strong that she is invulnerable to all poisons like Arthur.

She is just an ordinary person who knows some medicine.

But to face something that has taken the lives of many ordinary people...

Arthur remembered what his teacher had said about Napoleon many years ago.

Humans are very fragile beings, and many things in this world can kill them.

But people are also a kind of tough life, which is why they finally defeated these things and stood at the top of the food chain.

They will feel fear, but they will turn fear into their own, knowing that they can't do it, and constantly challenging things that cannot be defeated.

At the end, miracles will happen.

When Arthur was full of thoughts, a soldier suddenly ran in from outside the tent.

"Marshal, we found a group of Spanish Empire troops entering Marina Village in the east."

"What?" Arthur stood up abruptly, "When did you find out?"

"just."

"Go and inform the rest, I'll go there first." Arthur walked out of the tent, patted Sonny who was lying at the door awake, turned over and jumped on top of it.

Then he rushed towards the village.

The rogue army is the army that has been dispersed. Because these troops are not familiar with the terrain of Britannia, it is difficult to find a large army to join them, and they will form rogue bandits and enter various places to plunder the villages.

Among the armies all over the world, there are very few armies with strict military discipline like them. These soldiers of the Spanish Empire will not leave mercy to the enemy.

Many villages have already been burned, killed and looted by these troops, and the scenes are hard to describe in words.

When he was on the battlefield in West France, Arthur often acted alone, because for his combat effectiveness, the people behind him would only be a burden.

As long as the number of enemies is not particularly large, he can deal with them alone. If the number is really large, he is also capable of escaping.

Every time he went to the battlefield, he also took the lead.

However, because of this, his behavior was criticized by many confidant generals including Wolfe.

It is said that where the emperor fought with the soldiers at the forefront, even the generals below would not be like this.

But Arthur's answer to them at the time was:
"The soldiers are here to protect Britannia, this foreign land where their families and friends set foot, and nothing else.

And so am I. "

It is undeniable that because of his leadership, the morale of the army has reached an unprecedented peak.

They had never seen such an emperor.

In their cognition, not to mention the emperor, even those nobles would not send their heirs or even their closest servants to the battlefield.

They will only hide in the rear, enjoying their victory as a matter of course.

But at this moment, an emperor, the most noble existence of an empire, is not standing behind them, but standing in front of them, leading them to fight together.

How can this not make people crazy, how can it not make people yearn and worship.

Sonny is much stronger than before. During this time, he has eaten a lot in the army, but he has also exercised a lot. His body is basically full of muscles, and he runs very fast.

Soon, it brought Arthur to the vicinity of the village.

But they were late, and the sky was red with firelight.

The fire burned the surrounding houses, and the fiery air waves mixed with the rest of the smell rushed towards the face, like a cursed breath.

Arthur walked into the street facing the heat wave, and there were corpses everywhere on both sides of the dry dirt road. Some of these people were disemboweled, while others lost their limbs.

In the heat wave, a strong smell of blood wafted out of the nostrils. Two people ran out of the sea of ​​flames. Every inch of skin on their bodies was on fire. Their eyes were filled with the fear of burning their bodies, and their bodies convulsed on the ground due to pain and fear. .

Arthur raised his hand to summon water to put out the fire for them, but when he cast the magic, they fell into the rubble, completely lost their vitality, and their bodies gradually distorted as the flames burned.

A disgusting smell hit the face.

Arthur became gloomy, lowered his raised hand, and clenched his fist tightly.

On the battlefield on the Eastern Front, they quickly changed from defensive operations to counterattacks, and broke into the territory of West France.

Because of strict military discipline, they did not plunder the land of the West French Empire.

Although the army of the West French Empire has looted some villages, they are their own country's compatriots after all, and they will not massacre their own compatriots.

It wasn't until he came to this battlefield that Arthur saw with his own eyes the bottom line of human beings and how evil human nature can be.

This is not the first time he has seen this scene, which is why he was so anxious when he heard that there were ruffians entering the village.

If it's just looting supplies, the massacre is completely unnecessary.

But that's what they did, just to satisfy their own bloodlust.

Arthur took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.

Suddenly, he seemed to have discovered something, and stepped forward quickly.

A seven or eight-year-old girl was lying on the ground, dying, with a large knife wound on her chest.

He stepped forward and grabbed the girl's neck, "Wake up, kid, don't sleep."

He directly stretched out his hand and drew an Ogham character in the air. With the input of magic power, the girl's wound was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw Arthur, she seemed to have seen something terrible, with an indescribable horror in her eyes.

"Witch. Witch!"

Arthur's eyes froze slightly, and he recalled the strange situation of the Spanish Imperial Army in his mind.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, and turned his head to look at the street. A woman covered in a black robe and wearing a hood was slowly approaching.

The hood was so big that it covered most of her face.

Arthur put the girl on the ground, stood up slowly, his eyes reflected the burning fire around him, looked at the woman at the end, silently raised his hand, and pulled out the sword in the stone from his waist.

"You killed all these people?"

The corner of the mouth that was not covered by the hood slightly raised, and said.

"I don't think these are people.

No matter how much these lowly things die, it's all the same, isn't it? "

There were sparks in Arthur's eyes, blue veins appeared on his forehead, and the hand holding the sword was much tighter.

The woman raised her hand, and dozens of people in the uniform of the Spanish Empire poured out from the surrounding alleys, raising the guns in their hands and shooting at Arthur.

But it was obviously useless, the flintlock couldn't do any harm to Arthur.

Arthur raised his sword to deflect all the bullets, and then rushed directly towards the soldiers like a missile.

In the eyes of these soldiers, Arthur almost became an afterimage. Almost in the blink of an eye, one person fell down, and a dozen of them were blocked by Arthur's precise sword in just one minute.

Then, Arthur saw that the woman was reciting a strange spell. There was no surge of magic power, but there are many magic spells in this world that do not have magic fluctuations.

The best way to deal with such a wizard
A sharp light flashed in Arthur's eyes for a moment, and his whole body rushed towards him like a sword that was off the string.

"Puchi~"

Without any resistance, his blade pierced into her chest without hindrance, blood spurted out, and the hood fell backward at this moment.

The face under the hood is a very ordinary face, with dull eyes, but as the hood fell off, her eyes gradually recovered,

The next moment, her pupils shrank slightly, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Arthur pulled out the sword in the stone, and the woman fell powerlessly to the ground, with blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

Because her throat was blocked by blood, she couldn't speak, and her eyes were full of horror and emptiness.

At this time, the little girl treated by Arthur also gradually woke up, and she saw the "witch" lying on the ground at a glance, and she let out a shrill cry.

"mom!"

With the cry, Arthur's pupils shrank slightly.

The girl staggered up from the ground and knelt beside the woman, but the woman had completely lost her vitality.

Seeing the girl who kept crying, Arthur's expression gradually became a little ugly.

Everything that happened before and after he entered the village flashed in his mind, as well as the expression and eyes of the woman before she died.

He felt that he seemed to be calculated...

As for the purpose...

The girl wiped her tears, and soon saw the Sword in the Stone still dripping blood in Arthur's hand.

She seemed to have thought of something, and shouted sternly.

"You killed my mother!?"

It was difficult for Arthur to meet her eyes for a while.

But suddenly, the girl's eyes changed suddenly, and she rushed towards Arthur, and at some point there was a knife in her hand.

"Puchi~"

Arthur couldn't react for a while, and the knife pierced his lower abdomen.

The members of the Celtic Royal Knights who came behind saw this scene, and Wolfe's eyes were a little bit split.

"My emperor!"

He galloped over directly on his war horse, drew out his saber and wanted to decapitate the girl, but was blocked by Arthur.

"My emperor?" Wolfe didn't quite understand.

"I'm fine." Arthur said in a low voice, he knocked the girl unconscious, and then pulled out the knife stuck in his lower abdomen.

His strong muscle control ability allowed him to quickly stop the blood.

"Remember, in some of the witch case files we looked at, there were records of women confessing to being witches in front of a large audience?"

Wolff nodded.

"At that time, there were many witnesses, and there were almost no doubts." Arthur said in a low voice, "But now, we should have an answer..."

"It's hypnotism," he said.

"Hypnotism?" Wolff frowned. This technique also has folklore, but no one has seen it.

"It's useless for those of you who are strong-willed, but it's easy to control women and children.

This technique has no magic fluctuations, so I didn't notice it.

This is a group of enemies we have never seen before. "

Arthur said hoarsely.

He silently half-kneeled in front of the girl's mother's body, and pulled her eyelids down.

He was silent, quietly watching the corpse.

Wolfe and the members of the Knights behind him were also silent, not disturbing Arthur at the moment.

I do not know how long it has been.

A few drops of water fell on Arthur's face, and then more and more drops gradually formed a rain curtain. A torrential rain poured wantonly on the land, extinguishing the surrounding flames and making a hissing sound.

"This is an ordinary mother."

Arthur took a deep breath and slowly got up, and said to the soldiers who came from the barracks.

"Just like the mothers of many of you."

Arthur's throat moved, "But, I killed her."

"My emperor." Wolfe hesitated to speak.

"She died of my ego," said Arthur.

"Obviously, there are many doubts about all this.

For example, she doesn't have any magic power fluctuations on her body, or for example, the soldiers around here have actually been cleaned up by us.

Also, I should have knocked her out for interrogation...

But the anger made me lose my mind. "

"I swore an oath when I drew my sword!"

Arthur glanced at everyone present.

"I want to bring hope to every Britannian and save this country from decay.

However, I killed an innocent woman with my own hands.

I... broke my oath! "

He raised his hand and placed the sword in the stone across his chest. The heavy rain slapped on the sword, splashing water.

"This sword is the holy sword chosen by the king, and it can only be used by noble people.

And now, I am no longer qualified to use it. "

"Your Majesty!" Wolf couldn't help shouting.

But his shouting obviously couldn't stop Arthur's will.

He flicked the long sword in his hand, and the sword in the stone slid through an arc in the air, inserted into the cliff on one side, and sank deeply into it.

There was silence all around, and no one spoke except for the pouring rain and the hissing of the coals that were doused by the heavy rain.

All eyes were on Arthur in the heavy rain.

Watch as the emperor throws away the god-given sword as self-punishment for killing an innocent woman by mistake.

The emotions of these soldiers were stirring and it was difficult to stop.

At the same time, they gritted their teeth silently.

The master humiliated his ministers to death, the monarch was humiliated, and the ministers also felt the same shame.

But they couldn't stop them, and even couldn't speak out to persuade them.

Because, this is the noble king's noble behavior.

Wolfe raised the sword in his hand, and the knights behind him raised their hands together in tacit understanding. All of them drew a deep bloodstain on their palms with their swords.

It is also an oath they made to protect the monarch they are loyal to, but they have also failed to fulfill this oath.

"Take this child away and find a good family who can't have children to adopt." Arthur said, looking at the fainting girl in his arms.

Wolf couldn't help but raised his head to look at the sword in the stone stuck on the cliff.

"Your Majesty, do we need to send people to be stationed here?"

"rest assured."

Arthur jumped onto Sonny's back without looking back, and said calmly.

"They can't pull it out.

This is their purpose.

Then I'll..."

His eyes were shining brightly, and he murmured softly.

"Let them do what they want..."

(End of this chapter)