CHAPTER 560: CHAPTER 525: DOCTOR ARRIVES

Griffith has not closed her eyes for two days.

Although the extraordinary physique still supports her, her face is filled with inevitable fatigue and anxiety.

For Griffith, these past two days have been utterly terrible.

It’s not that she personally has any unpleasant matters; it’s just that as soon as she closes her eyes, scenes of plague-stricken people crying out in pain and seeking help appear before her.

This prevents her from sleeping, making it impossible to rest.

In fact, her situation is not uncommon among this group of White Wolf Knights.

Although some seasoned knights force themselves to sleep to recover their physical and mental states, Griffith can see that their hearts are not as calm as they appear.

Griffith can feel their inner anxiety and worries about certain issues.

By comparison, Judgment Knights like Fulvio seem relatively composed, unaffected in their eating and sleeping routines.

Yet Griffith can also tell that Fulvio is not impacted by the plight of those citizens, which doesn’t mean he’s not concerned about the situation.

Simply, what he worries about differs from Griffith’s concerns.

This Judgment Knight is concerned about Perfikot making irrational decisions, which could potentially cause the spread of the plague.

Of course, as just a Church Judgment Knight, he knows his say in this matter is limited, so he only expressed this concern to Griffith.

Besides, Fulvio applied his knowledge and experience to help Griffith and her unit lock down the settlement, preventing any entry or exit.

Indeed, like Eldest Princess Annie, he also considered the issue of contaminated food by the plague.

But he quickly learned a fact: in the Northern Territory, grain for settlements like this is periodically transported and distributed by self-operating robots. To verify issues, simply check the robots’ operational records.

As for whether anyone could tamper with these operational records, if you ask Perfikot, her answer would likely be that these people, one, are not capable alchemists and, two, don’t actually need to do this.

Wiping records could effectively conceal evidence, but only if this method achieves its purpose.

Moreover, from another perspective, the Evil God Sect is eager for recognition and for people to know their actions—why would they consider erasing evidence and covering tracks?

Especially in this era, where catching criminals remains rudimentary; evidence? Deduction? Sorry, not seen, doesn’t exist. As long as they aren’t directly confronted by the Church or Empire forces, they deny until the end.

Not to mention, their actions aim to expand the sect’s faith.

An impactful plague spread could make the entire Northern Territory apprehensive, turning it into fertile ground for their preaching.

With such a premise, why would they hastily destroy evidence?

Rather, they might want to protect it.

Moreover, too many records need alteration—not just of this village and the robot transporting food here, the records of all villages along the way hold this robot’s operational data—this village might lack documentation, but others surely have preserved it.

By comparing several villages, it’s clear where the robot has been.

So, revising these operation records requires altering documents of all the villages and settlements the robot passed.

That’s a massive and tough task.

Thus, Griffith quickly concluded that the situation Fulvio worried about couldn’t possibly happen.

Moreover, she checked the relevant records and sent someone to question and inspect other villages en route. It turned out the contaminated food only appeared in this settlement.

This brought a sigh of relief for everyone; if it was just this settlement, the problem wasn’t severe, and everything seemed controllable.

However, it also raised questions and new anxiety among everyone.

It meant the poisoner might still remain in this settlement, posing a potential threat.

This undoubtedly intensified the reluctance to lift the lockdown on the settlement, fearing the escape of a major threat.

Luckily, Eldest Princess Annie soon arrived with a medical team, accompanied by an alchemy puppet squad sent by Perfikot.

Along with the Eldest Princess came reporters from several Chernobyl newspapers.

These reporters came by the Northern Territory’s invite, rather than on their own initiative.

As a transmigrator, Perfikot clearly understood the media’s potential impact—they may not help achieve success but surely complicate matters.

To prevent speculative and misleading reports, Perfikot had official invitations sent to several authoritative Northern Territory newspapers, organizing a journalist group to accompany Eldest Princess Annie for on-site reporting.

The Eldest Princess’s personal visit undoubtedly inspired great confidence in everyone, even reassuring the afflicted citizens with hope for survival.

After all, the Empire’s Eldest Princess’s presence highlights the Empire’s serious concern; surely, they won’t cruelly dispose of everyone.

If they intended harm, it would’ve been done covertly, without such public fanfare.

People in this era are still relatively innocent, and ideas like staging hospital scenes only to discard people don’t exist—they don’t think that darkly.

The medical team led by the Eldest Princess was soon seen as a beacon of survival hope by everyone.

Although the team didn’t directly interact with the infected, only caring for them via alchemy puppets, there was no dissent, as understanding the era’s medical practice wasn’t common knowledge.

If not for a prior, albeit minor, medical reform by Perfikot, these doctors might’ve considered bloodletting over sample collection and treatment discovery.

As these doctors began their work, reporters sent their first reports back to Chernobyl, headlining on major newspapers and informing everyone of the events.