The Male Lead’s Attached Maid Is Too Competent - Chapter 41

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The Male Lead’s Devoted Maid is Too Competent Episode 041

 

The first location was the well in the Eastern District.

 

It was an old well in the middle of a small square, where the residents of this area got their drinking water. During the day, people would line up to draw water, but at night, no one was around.

 

Elisha looked around. There was no sign of people.

 

She untied the sack and threw part of its contents into the well.

 

Splash. Splash. Splash.

 

The sounds of things falling into water came one after another. But soon it became quiet.

 

Elisha folded the sack containing the remaining rat corpses small and hid it inside her cloak.

 

Then she quietly left the place.

 

The next dawn. Today it was the river in the Western District.

 

It was a small tributary where people did laundry and sometimes drew water. The water was shallow, so it was also a place where children played in the water during summer.

 

In her hand was a pouch containing part of what she had saved from yesterday.

 

Moonlight reflected off the water, sparkling silver. It was a peaceful scene.

 

Elisha threw the contents of the sack into the water.

 

Rat excrement, parasites and bacteria that had been on their bodies mixed into the water.

 

Elisha picked up the empty sack.

 

On the third night, it was the well near Central Square.

 

It was the place used by the most people. A well that was kept clean, right next to the public restroom that Roella had built.

 

This place was too conspicuous. The guards’ patrols were frequent. So she had to move more carefully than the past two days.

 

Elisha acted like a village resident who had come to drink water. The number of rats she had caught today was somewhat larger.

 

The street lamp’s light dimly illuminated the square. Elisha moved along the shadows.

 

She approached close to the well.

 

The footsteps of a patrolling guard could be heard faintly. She clutched her pounding chest and moved carefully.

 

Elisha poured the contents of the sack into the well.

 

The splashing sound broke the quiet of the night. She picked up the empty sack and quickly left the place. Now she just had to wait for the results.

 

Elisha returned to her room. She took off her sweat-soaked clothes, washed her hands, and lay down on the bed.

 

Sleep wouldn’t come.

 

Since she knew the cure, she would be able to set everything right. Elisha swallowed her guilt with that thought.

 

* * *

 

One week later.

 

The first patient appeared in the Eastern District.

 

It was the cobbler shop owner who lived near the well. He suffered from high fever from morning and collapsed in front of his shop around lunchtime. Neighbors carried him to his house, but his face was already pale and his lips had turned bluish.

 

“Call a doctor! Quickly!”

 

The cobbler’s wife screamed.

 

The doctor rushed over, but before he could make a diagnosis, the patient began vomiting blood. Bright red blood poured out of his mouth. The doctor’s face turned pale and stiff.

 

“This is… surely not…”

 

He immediately ordered quarantine.

 

But it was already too late.

 

The Cobbler’s Wife also began showing the same symptoms. High fever, coughing, and vomiting blood. The Old Woman living next door and the Blacksmith’s Son across the street also collapsed one after another.

 

They were all people who had drunk from the same well water.

 

Patients also appeared in the Western District.

 

The Laundry Woman who had been washing clothes by the River suddenly collapsed. Her Daughter brought Mother home, but the next morning the Daughter also lost consciousness with the same symptoms.

 

Patients emerged in droves near the Central Square.

 

Since it was the well used by the most people, the infection spread even faster. Ten new patients appeared each day. Twenty, thirty, fifty.

 

Fear began to sweep through the Northern Territory.

 

“It’s the Death Knight!”

 

“The death plague has returned!”

 

“God has abandoned us!”

 

People were afraid to come out onto the Streets. Shops closed their doors. The Market was empty and the Streets, devoid of children’s laughter, became deathly quiet.

 

* * *

 

Grand Duke’s Castle Office.

 

Christen’s face was paler than ever. And rightfully so. The Death Knight had arrived.

 

This disease called the Death Knight was a plague the author had created for this world setting, and it was somewhat similar to the Black Death.

 

So the name Death Knight made sense. The Black Death was also a historically famous epidemic after all.

 

In any case, that Death Knight was sweeping through the Northern Territory. In front of Christen were Reports from each district of the Northern Territory piled up like a mountain.

 

“The number of patients has already exceeded one hundred. Just two days after the outbreak was reported. Your Grace, we may need to… close off the Northern Territory.”

 

Aidan reported with a trembling voice.

 

“Five deaths. And the number of deaths and infected will continue to increase.”

 

I was sitting in front of the Desk reading the Reports. My face had turned pale. My hands trembled slightly. I knew it would happen, but facing an epidemic like this gave me chills. What if I catch it too. Would I die here.

 

I recalled the efforts of the past few months. Waste disposal system, separation of water and sewage systems, sanitation improvements. I had prepared everything to prevent the Death Knight from spreading and thought I had succeeded.

 

But now the Death Knight was spreading.

 

And at a faster rate than in the original story.

 

I looked around the Office.

 

Christen, Aidan.

 

And Elisha sitting quietly in the corner and the many people working in this Grand Duke’s Castle. The people I had shared daily life with could die tomorrow.

 

Not only the Village Doctor, but also the Imperial Palace Doctor that Prince Chase had brought and all the Grand Ducal House Doctors had been summoned.

 

“Anyone here who knows a cure, raise your hand.”

 

At Aidan’s words, they only glanced at each other but no one raised their hand. The Elderly Doctor mustered courage to speak.

 

“Too many people are already infected. And there is… no cure. We must wait until the Death Knight retreats on its own.”

 

Silence fell. It was a heavy and despairing silence.

 

“The Death Knight is… a death plague.”

 

The Elderly Doctor said, shaking his head.

 

“It first broke out hundreds of years ago. It swept across the continent and tens of thousands died. There was… no cure. We could only watch people die. Since then, there have been several records of Villages being wiped out by the Death Knight.”

 

The Doctor’s face was filled with fear. Everyone swallowed hard.

 

Fortunately, I have that cure. And Elisha probably has it too.

 

I glanced at Elisha. In the original story, Elisha was the one who found the cure. How did she figure it out again?

 

Does she not know yet? Why is she just sitting there?

 

I felt impatient. Then I remembered that even in the original story, she only started making the cure after more than 200 people had died from the Death Knight.

 

Damn. So we’re still far from that point?

 

Am I supposed to just watch people die like this?

 

The faces of people I knew and had formed connections with flashed through my mind. I bit my lips tightly.

 

I wanted to raise my hand right now and shout that I wanted to know the cure. But to do that…

 

To make the cure, two essential ingredients are absolutely necessary, and one of them is easy to obtain.

 

That would be Blue Mold. Moreover, Blue Mold can be used as medicine even without refining it.

 

But the other one…

 

I turned my gaze toward the window. It was a season turning into bleak autumn. A season when reddish fallen leaves adorned the trees.

 

I bit my lips tightly.

 

Let’s search for it.

 

Even if the sky falls, there’s always a hole to escape through. Besides, Elisha will move too. No wait, that’s not right. Even Elisha only knows one of the ingredients that goes into the cure at first.

 

That’s why half of those who took the cure died from its toxicity.

 

A perfect cure wouldn’t be created until next spring. After creating countless casualties.

 

According to the novel, Elisha didn’t know about the medicine’s toxicity either. Because of that, Elisha suffered from guilt for a long time.

 

And Christen comforted her through that, which advanced their romance.

 

So then. I’ll search from behind the scenes. Before Elisha reveals the cure, as quickly as possible.

 

“So we’re supposed to just wait like this, doing nothing?”

 

“Please isolate the infected. And burn down the places where they lived, and the corpses must also be burned. Right now, that’s the only method we have. I apologize.”

 

Christen let out a groan. His face had turned pale. Seeing that made my heart sink coldly as well.

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