"..."
"This lady was infected without any awareness?"
The office on the second floor of the hospital.
After listening to Ronald's account of Il's situation, Zepher, the head of the [Hesithon] school, was seriously contemplating the issue.
He was well aware of the capabilities of the three esteed guests before him.
And understood that he absolutely must not provoke these guys into anger.
Therefore, when faced with their inquiry, Zepher pondered carefully for more than a minute, ensuring there were no omissions in the information he had, and then answered with a respectful tone:
"Mr. Ronald, to my knowledge, there has been absolutely no similar phenonon around Carpen in recent years, even the disease samples preserved by our school could not have infected Miss Il in such a manner."
Zepher first expressed his assessnt of the matter.
However, upon seeing Ronald's slight furrowed brow, regardless of whether Ronald was genuinely angry with him, he hurriedly added:
"Still, in my mory, this area might have experienced similar conditions a long ti ago."
"But due to the long history, even the country of [Elrene] had yet to be established, so our school's docuntation only slightly ntioned it when listing various contagious disasters."
Zepher felt a bit anxious about the information he could provide.
Because he knew his knowledge was really limited.
Yet for Ronald, this was a breakthrough from nothing, absolutely montous!
So he imdiately pursued the inquiry toward the hospital director before him:
"Mr. Zepher, can you provide more details about the information you know?"
Faced with Ronald's proactive questioning, Zepher imdiately began recounting the information he knew:
"It was shortly after the Dark Age ended. In the area around the current [Elrene] territories, a type of infection with unknown origins was prevalent, with the main characteristics of patients resembling what Miss Il just described."
"However, the spread of the disease was fast and disappeared quickly, leaving no remaining traces on the bodies of personnel who suffered casualties. Therefore, within our school, we did not docunt that incident in any further detail."
"..."
— The Dark Age had just ended.
With such a condition laid before him, Ronald quickly ford a thought.
The timing of the epidemic Zepher ntioned perfectly aligned with the ti the wizards of Barrier Mountain were sealed into the [Infinite Negative Domain] and this world had just concluded a magnificent war.
From nurous docunted records, Ronald was certain it was an environnt where the power of spells far surpassed today's era.
In contrast, the environnt in which Il was now encountering issues.
It is precisely a ti in this world where the number of casters is rapidly increasing, and the strength of spells is steadily rising.
This source-unknown infection.
Might be a mystical issue closely linked to this condition!
"..."
"Mr. Ronald, that's all the information I know."
Ronald bowed his head, contemplating the significance of this matter, while before him, the hospital director cautiously continued:
"May I ask — do you have any other questions?"
"Oh, no more!" Awakened from his thoughts by Zepher's words, Ronald imdiately shook his head.
With the conversation reaching this point, he was already satisfied with the information obtained.
Thus, he promptly called Il and Costate by his side and bid farewell to the hospital director before him:
"Mr. Zepher, I'm sorry for disturbing you so late."
"The fleet from Gred will be docking at the port for a total of three days; if there's anything you need over the next two days, you can send soone to the ship to find , and I won't refuse within my capability!"
"You're too kind!" Hearing Ronald's words, Zepher imdiately displayed a surprised and honored expression, "Inquiring about such matters is just a small thing; your willingness to co to for inquiry is clearly my honor."
Ronald had grown sowhat accustod to the attitude of this [Hesithon] school's head, so after calmly accepting such gestures, he quickly bid the last farewell:
"It's quite late now; we should not continue disturbing here."
"Please take your leave—"
"..."
"Whew... finally gone."
Standing in the office on the second floor of the hospital, it was only long after Ronald and the others had left that Zepher breathed a sigh of relief.
Although his outward deanor remained composed.
During this brief conversation, the caution in his heart had reached its peak.
Engaging with such imnsely powerful legacy holders was truly like walking on thin ice, every word and action needed careful attention.
...
On the other side, Ronald and the others took advantage of the night to return to the port.
For the city of Carpen, Gred's three steamships were undoubtedly the highest-priority guests.
Therefore, even at this late hour.
There was a sufficient number of staff busy here and there to provide various assistance for the repairs of the three ships.
At this mont, the advantages of casters ca into play again.
A hulking steamship like these naturally required sending to a specialized shipyard for repairs. But now, with various spells by casters solving issues, this original necessary condition was resolved.
Even when just floating at the dock ordinarily, as long as the corresponding materials were delivered, the casters responsible for repairs could find their way to fix the ships.
Such as the traces left behind during the previous sea battle.
Only with such efficient repairs could these be restored within a re three-day tifra.
"..."
"Ronald, you're back too!"
Watching the scene unfolding at the dock, the three seamlessly returned to the ship.
However, before they had the chance to pass across the deck, a sowhat surprised voice reached their ears.
Looking toward the direction the voice ca from.
Ronald's expression lit up with joy.
The one who stopped them was none other than his friend from Brenwich, the great investigator Swift!
This detective, from Brenwich's fleet, was at this night mont seemingly enjoying the breeze on the deck, thus spotting Ronald and the others returning to the ship.
Swift shouted as he approached them:
"Returning so late, did you encounter sothing onshore?"
To an old friend who had acted together in the past, Ronald didn't conceal too much.
Therefore, he gestured to the still sullen-faced Il behind him:
"It's because this fellow encountered so issues."
"Il received an inexplicable infection earlier; I took her to the hospital specifically to consult the situation. According to the hospital director, this infection seems to be sothing extrely ancient, so much so that their school's records don't even have detailed docuntation."
"Oh?" Hearing Ronald's response, Swift's expression changed.
"If that's the case, I have a recomnded place for addressing this issue." As he spoke, Swift showed a mysterious smile, "Earlier today, while strolling in the city, I discovered Carpen's library, containing so rather precious materials and books."
"If it truly is an exceedingly old matter, perhaps we could find so results there."
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