Sophia didn't want to embarrass Reggie anymore. She also knew that with Modessa and Doranor present, Reggie could escape at any time. Out of consideration for the future and her own comfort, she let Reggie and his soldiers be safe.
left Golden Light City.
Reggie's carriage walked in the front. Along the way, Modesa kept waving his whip, and Dolanor used witchcraft crazily. He opened a road on the Mountain of Lost Souls, and the carriage ran wildly all night.
, rushed back to Broken Snow City before dawn.
When she saw Batchelor, Natalie had already lost consciousness. Batchelor sighed and said, "It's too late. I'm afraid no one can save her except Camilla."
"Then call Camilla," Reggie said, "I remember you have a special way to find her."
"I can call her, but my lord, if Camilla is thousands of miles away, by the time she comes over, I'm afraid Natalie will have already..."
"Just try it, my Grand Maester, what if Camilla is nearby?"
Batchelor completed the witchcraft, wiped his sweat, and said to Reggie: "Sir, I have told Camilla the news, and she has also responded, but her message is very weak. I think she may be stronger than
I expected it to be even further away.”
Reggie shook his head desperately and said, "How could..."
Before he finished speaking, Erwin suddenly walked in: "Sir, here comes the witch who can cure diseases, and the maid who almost killed me."
Witch? Maid?
Reggie turned to look at Batchelor: "What did you just say is far away?"
"I...I'm sorry, sir, I'm old, and I may have some issues with my judgment..."
Before Bachelot could finish speaking, Reggie had already rushed down the stairs. The moment he saw Camilla, his whole body was petrified.
Great sorrow, great joy, great sorrow.
Despair, hope, despair.
The ups and downs of life are really exciting.
Camilla was lying dying on a broken car.
The ragged Dorothy pulled the cart and stood trembling in front of Reggie.
No wonder Camilla's message was weak, since she was dying.
Dorothy lowered her head and whispered: "I, I know, I, I shouldn't come back, but, but, I can't help it, Mi, Mi'er said, only you can save her."
"I'll save her..." Reggie didn't know what to say, so he took the two poor people into the castle first.
Camila suffered severe trauma, with dozens of scars all over her body. The wounds were ulcerated and suppurated. Coupled with multiple fractures and frostbite, it was really hard to imagine that she could still survive.
"Camila, can you hear my voice?" Reggie called Camilla's name repeatedly in her ear, "I know it's a little inappropriate now, don't worry I will save you, but among my friends
She is poisoned, can you help me save her first? I don't mean to threaten you, she can't hold on any longer. Only you can do it. It's the poison of gray fish grass. I beg you to think of a way first...
…”
Reggie talked a lot, but Dorothy only said: "My lord, she can't speak, her soul has left her body."
"The soul has left the body?" Reggie said in shock, "You mean, she is dead?"
Batchelor said: "She is not dead yet. This is her witchcraft. She places her soul in another world, which can extend her life. Only when her body can carry her soul can she wake up."
.”
"The body can carry the soul...can it be simpler?"
"That is to say, her physical condition is too bad. If she can recover a little bit..."
"Just to cure her," Reggie looked at Camila's physical condition. Judging only from the degree of wound infection, among other things, even if top doctors were called and top drugs were used, she might not be able to cure her.
Reggie only had the most primitive penicillin in his hands.
Anyway, give it a try, Reggie shouted: "Get Imma over here immediately."
Imma arrived quickly, cleaned and disinfected, removed necrotic tissue, and sutured the wound. The two of them still cooperated very well.
But after the skin test, Reggie collapsed completely. A series of red rashes appeared on Camila's arms, and even her weak breathing almost disappeared.
She was severely allergic to penicillin. In this world, the first case of penicillin allergy was born, and it was born at this most fatal moment.
Reggie sat on the ground, as silent as a clay sculpture.
He has never felt so helpless as now. Next door is Natalie who is dying. The only one who can save Natalie is Camilla, and Camilla is now struggling on the verge of death.
Penicillin was Reggie's only hope, and now that only hope is gone.
Imma shook Reggie's arm, touched Reggie's face, and called Reggie's name, but Reggie had no response.
It wasn't until Batchelor's voice rang in his ears that Reggie gave a little response.
"Sir, I'm going to call Calaf, he may still be able to do something!"
"Calraf," Reggie said with a confused look, "What can he do?"
"He received the purple monster, and he used it to make another potion that might be useful."
Purple monster, what is that?
Reggie rubbed his forehead, finally knowing what Batchelor was talking about.
The purple monster is the mold in Han Maple Fortress, the mold that Sophia said can destroy all food in a few days.
Reggie saw this kind of purple mold in the granary of Han Maple Fortress. It is a very strange strain of bacteria. It can be as big as grass in the field, and it grows extremely fast. It can grow one centimeter in one night, and it can grow one centimeter in one night.
The small clump of strains can turn a hundred pounds of grain into powder in two days.
Reggie didn't want to bring this dangerous creature to Shattering Snow City at first, but out of curiosity, he still gave the strain to Khalaf. He just wanted Khalaf to keep it carefully for future research. But
Khalaf was also curious and tried to complete the fermentation process with flour paste. As a result, he obtained another completely unknown fermentation liquid.
When Calaf brought the potion, Reggie was shocked. There were two large wooden barrels, and they were purified dry powder.
"Is this...the potion you prepared?" Reggie looked at Calaf in astonishment.
"Yes, my lord, I was surprised too," Calaf replied, "This thing grew so fast that it ate up four hundred pounds of flour paste in two nights."
"Is this a medicine?"
"I don't know, sir. I haven't tried it on anyone. I can see them. They are purple. They can also kill small things around them. They are much more vicious than our holy medicine."
"It seems to be an antibiotic...or maybe a poison." Reggie wiped his sweat. Whether it was toxic or inhibiting bacterial growth, he had no way of judging.
"Anyway, let's try it first," Imma took out the syringe. "This witch is going to die anyway. Rather than letting her suffer so much, it's better to give her a good time."
Imma melted the powder and was about to do a skin test. Reggie quickly stopped Imma and said, "This may directly kill her."
"Do you have a better idea? She won't be able to survive tomorrow like this," Imma pushed Reggie away and said, "Let me just give you a word, don't stay here, stay away, you bitch, and hand this place over."