(I made a mistake before, the lord of Innsbruck should be the Count of Tyrol.) This position was first held as a military governor in charge of the castles on the southern frontier for the Weissbach family, and was later promoted to the rank of official lord of the surrounding area, with the title of count...... The previous one was misspelled as duke, and it has all been corrected - author's note)

Innsbruck city gates.

Last time, everyone was in a hurry, but they didn't pay close attention to the surroundings.

Now it seems that there are too many buildings near the outskirts of the city, and the roads are very popular, and there are even large and modest markets in the distance...... In other words, is it necessary to set up a market outside the city? If you really think about the flow of people, it must be more suitable in the city, right?

Thinking of the information Medea said, everyone became more and more suspicious that there was something wrong in the city.

Naturally, the earl's people were already waiting near the city gate, and with the arrival of the people of the Blue Sword, someone soon reported to the earl.

After ten minutes or so, the Earl of Innsbruck, accompanied by his guards, came on foot—as if he had been a short distance away.

"Seven transcendent traits indeed, yes." The Earl's men examined the loot of the Azure Sword, "The rank is right. ”

"Looks like you've won the bet." The Earl said, his face unrecognizable whether he was happy or angry, "Alfred only called a few minutes ago, and they just dealt with the transcendent on the other side, and three people died. ”

His gaze swept over the girls, and finally rested on Eleanor: "As for you, apparently you completed the task earlier, and even all of them were not injured. ”

"The stakes are yours." The Count waved his hand, and his men immediately handed over the envelope—inside was a brand new Viny-printed banknote, which smelled of ink.

"Thank you." Asker politely said, handing the money envelope to Nora to count, "Plus, we want to sell the transcendent perk." ”

"Yes." The Earl nodded, "Talk to my cabinet butler." ”

When the game was finished, the Earl of Innsbruck departed in a hurry, and his butler stepped forward and said skillfully:

"I wonder if you understand the market? If it is an extraordinary feature that can be analyzed, the price is calculated separately; If it can't be analyzed, it will be purchased at a uniform price according to the spiritual level, of course, there will be a certain discount, forgive me. ”

"Of course, the features we sell have already been resolved." Aske said, waving his hand to release Medea, a professional expert in negotiation and judgment.

So the negotiation ended quickly after ten minutes, and the count's butler's original expression of pampering and unfazed was gone, and he just kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

The red-haired woman on the other side was so powerful that she couldn't talk about it, and every time she seized the loopholes in his words, he couldn't fight back, but the reason for the price increase was impeccable. Every time the two sides exchanged words, he felt like a clumsy stammer, and he was almost overwhelmed by the opponent's verbal offensive.

The price set in the end also happened to be stuck on the psychological bottom line of the count himself...... It's terrifying!

The money and goods were gone, and the earl's butler looked extremely ugly, and he was thinking about whether he was in the wrong state recently, and he needed to ask the earl for a leave of absence to adjust, when he heard Medea ask as if he was inadvertently asking:

"By the way, we want to go into the city to replenish our supplies, where are the markets and inns in the city?"

"If you just need supplies, there are hotels and markets outside the city that can meet your needs." The butler smiled quietly.

"It's not safe outside the city." Medea said.

"The Earl has strengthened the security management outside the city, and there will be guards patrolling at night." The butler still avoided talking about it.

"Isn't the plague in the city under control?" Medea suddenly went straight in, "I see that the gate in front of me seems to be only in and out. ”

The butler's face changed slightly, and then he smiled: "Where did you hear the rumors?" Nowadays, the epidemic is everywhere in the country, but it is far from being uncontrollable. Of course, due to the dense population in the city, the incidence rate is indeed slightly higher than that outside, and the Earl's hope that you will be placed outside the city is also motivated by similar considerations. ”

Although this is not explicitly stated, the secret meaning is already very clear.

"So can we go in?" Medea pointed ahead.

"If you have to go into the city." Seeing that the other party was resolute, the butler didn't want to offend these people too much, so he finally gave in, "You can go to the earl's attendant and get a pass and a batch of medicines to prevent diseases, and remember to take them regularly." ”

"That's it." After the butler left, Medea came back and said.

"It seems that the situation in the city is really not optimistic." Eleanor said worriedly. She also saw the housekeeper's prevarication.

Nora also sighed and frowned slightly.

"Let's go." Sheila said, "Go check what's going on in the city, Asker?" ”

"Let's go." Asker said.

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As soon as they passed through the city gate, everyone gasped.

Everyone is a person who has been on the battlefield, and they are not too shocked by the corpse or anything, but the picture in front of them is too impactful...... The corpses, wrapped in linen and covered with white cloth, spread out from the city gates along the sidewalks on both sides of the street to the central square in the distance.

How many people have to die......

Pedestrians passed by, haggard, wearing simple black cloth masks, and even witch doctors wearing crow-pointed beak masks, with disinfectant drugs stuffed in the central bulge, and hurriedly avoided the corpses and continued on their way.

When I came to a nearby hotel, the air in the hall was filled with the smell of disinfectant water, and the innkeeper was lying on the counter wearing a mask, looking listless.

"Ask something, boss." Medea smiled and said, "You ......"

"Why don't you wear a mask, guest!" The boss screamed, "The air outside is full of plagues!" ”

"We don't get sick." Medea coughed, her fingers tapping on the counter, a little flame rising from the back of her hand.

The boss stared at her blankly, unaware that he had been implanted with some kind of thought: flames? Could this girl be the legendary transcendent? It's normal that you won't get sick.

The innkeeper had certainly heard the legend of the Transcendent, a group of magical humans who the city's bishop said they had witchcraft and would trade children's skulls and demons for power...... But in this period of epidemic, who cares about the devil! It's nice to be alive!

"You ask, Lord Transcendent." The innkeeper's face immediately turned into a flattering smile.

"We've just come out of town." Medea pointed outside, "What's going on in the city?" ”

The innkeeper looked bitter: "My lord, you have come at a bad time. A few days ago, there was a rat plague in the city, and the rats were crazy, not to mention wild cats and wild dogs, even adults dared to bite, and they pounced on their trouser legs. ”

"When the plague of rats receded, the terrible plague began to circulate again. Did you see the corpses on the street outside, they were transported out in truckloads, and they couldn't be transported, and the excess could only be burned on the spot in the city. Families are afraid to go out, and even then people die every day, sometimes a family dies at home, no one knows, and no one calls the police until the smell wafts to the neighbor's house, and the floor is full of yellow-green pus when the guards go in......"

He spoke so vividly that the girls behind him turned pale. Nora hurriedly interrupted him:

"What about the drug? Didn't the Principality distribute the corresponding medicines to control the epidemic? ”