Chapter 913: Owl's Eye

The Iron Acropolis is close to the side of the territory of the Frost State.
Sheyle has ordered the Silver Frost fox family to provide resources to establish a temporary shelter.
This shelter is made up of various tents. Fortunately, it has been far away from the unique frozen soil climate of the frosty country, and the temperature is within the acceptable range of the human body.
Therefore, the temporary shelter does not need to consider the issue of warmth, but even if this is the case... the situation here is still not optimistic.
Sheyle rode a horse to inspect the entire containment station, all of which were from the Ivorian isolation area. Some of them were residents of the Iron City, and the other part came to the city. A frosty national who seeks to work.
"This is indeed a symptom of fog, but...somewhat different."
Sheyel looked at the epidemic people sitting around, some of them were very slugged, and the other part looked at Sheyle with some fear.
"Different? Your Majesty... If you want to study the condition, we have a special alchemy workshop."
A person in charge of the Silver Frost fox family was behind the scenes of Shear, and the reason he was afraid was that it was a plague! He is sitting on a horse and breathing the same air with this group of people, and there is a feeling that he will be infected.
He absolutely didn't want to come to this ghost place, but the command of His Majesty made him obey.
"Are you scared?" Sheyle looked back at the person in charge of the Silver Frost Fox.
"It's not afraid, you have to pay attention to your safety. It is said that the plague of the Iron Athena is so powerful... the infected person will die all over the body a week ago, and some will become monsters."
When he said this, suddenly three civilians rushed out, and he immediately pulled the reins in his hands in fear, and the horses were also screamed in shock.
"Get out! Go away! Don't get closer! Otherwise..." He put his hand on the sword at the waist, and the guardian who followed him immediately pulled out the sword in his hand.
"Stop, Sir Einak."
Shear's cold voice rang in his ear.
"Yes... but sire."
He stared at the three civilians, and the skin on their cheeks had several signs of ulceration.
"Do you want to defy my orders?"
The majesty of Shear in the country of Frost and Frost played a role at this time. Although the jazz was afraid to run around, he recovered the sword.
And Shearer turned directly to the horse and watched her entourage in front of the three civilians in horror.
They seem to be a family of three fathers and mothers with their daughters. The father's condition looks a bit strange, and his arms are constantly shaking.
"Great monarch, please..."
The mother stumbled on the ground one step earlier, preparing to ask Sheyle for something, but Shearer also half-squatted in front of her.
"Your Majesty please stay away from the dangerous infected person!"
When the jazz saw that Sheer was ready to reach out and touch the rotten cheek of the civilian, the jazz finally couldn’t help but shouted in horror.
"Don't move."
In the hands of Sheyle, the leaves of a tree of the world appeared. Under the fear of the woman, the leaves of the world tree were gently attached to her festering face.
The contact of the leaves with her facial skin lasted for more than ten seconds, and when Sheyer regained the leaves of the world tree, the leaves remained intact.
"Sure enough?" Sheyle looked at the leaves in his hand, and at this moment, the man behind the woman suddenly got out of control, sending out a snarling roar toward Shear.
Shearer had already prepared for the moment when the fingertips touched the ground, the cold breath began to spread around her, and the man was frozen into an ice sculpture in the next moment.
"You rest assured, I didn't kill her... there is a relaxation mentality."
When Sheyle said that he was in a pause, because she really didn't know how to comfort others. Suddenly, what Sheikh thought of, the interface of the magic net appeared in front of the woman and the boy.
In the magic net interface, an owl cocked his thumb with his own wings, and it was accompanied by ‘all have been fixed! 'Text.
"Mother! The owl waving!" The boy's fear was washed away by this cute cartoon image, and the mother hugged the boy and burst into tears.
"Jazz, come over." Sheyle finished the instructions to the jazz.
"Your Majesty...this..."
It is already the limit for him to come to this shelter, not to mention the contact with the epidemic.
But Sheyle’s horrible expression... let him know that the result of disobeying the order would be very miserable.
So the big man walked slowly to Shear in a very awkward pace, and every step he took seemed to be a step closer to hell.
"What are you afraid of? The condition on them is not contagious." Sheyle once again glanced at the leaves in the palm of his hand and confirmed this.

It’s not contagious? But one in three people in the city of Tiewei has this symptom.

The jazz escaped from the Iron City, so he was convinced of the plague.
"I know, but the source of infection is at least not these innocent civilians."
Sheyle has dealt with two cases of fog-causing disease, the first is the Frostwolf family's vein incident, and the second is the prisoner's family was imprisoned in the dungeon.
"The fog is not contagious, and only the human spirit can affect human beings. The damage to the body is very small." Sheil looked at the frozen man, his expression seems to have lost his senses.
"what do you mean?"
"The real source of infection is something else. What makes a skin ulceration is the effect of a certain drug, or a certain kind of creature." This is what Sheyle can infer. "The infected people in Tiewei." Most of my people, some people secretly poisoning the country of frost, and then promoted into a plague."

Is there any benefit to doing this?

The Jazz heard that Shel's analysis is still somewhat unwilling to believe.
"Hate." Shear looked at the distant Acropolis, and the smoke that had been burned had spread to the sky.
She is not the innocent girl who just took office. Shear knows that it is very easy to make one person hostile to another.
"Some people want to incite the hatred of people from other countries to the people of the frosty country, and now it has worked."
Sheyle said that he had lifted the frozen magic of the man, and he lost his consciousness and fell to the ground.

Tell my orders and thoroughly check out the signs of whether there are people in the nearby rivers and drinking water sources, and the source of the food. Please let the therapists come in to check their symptoms and dare to defy. Tell me the name directly."
After talking about this, Sheyle re-sit on the war horse, and Sheyle also opened the interface of his magic net.
‘I know you are online, hurry up and reply to me. ’
Sheyer sent a message to the person who passed the fire, and immediately attached an expression of an owl with a paw.