CHAPTER 50: CHAPTER 50: PLAGUE CURSE

Getai didn’t speak directly; instead, he introduced the two dwarves by his side.

First, he introduced a dwarven Graybeard wearing half-plate armor with a gray-white short robe beneath.

"This is Yata of our Gray Mountain."

Upon hearing this title, Kana was a bit surprised and performed a dwarven salute, "Pleasure to meet you, Sage of Gray Mountain."

Translated, Yata means Sage, and such a title is extremely significant among the dwarves.

In a faction or tribe, they usually belong to the leadership hierarchy.

If Kana remembered correctly, in the Gray Mountain tribe, the Sage should be one of the Three-Man Council.

A figure of such importance coming to see him obviously meant there was something important, but Kana recalled carefully and couldn’t think of any major event among the Gray Mountain dwarves at the moment.

After introducing the Sage, Getai didn’t introduce the other dwarf. Judging by his attire, he should be one of the guards like Getai.

However, this guard seemed somewhat impatient, unusually irritable.

"You saved Getai’s life; you saved one of our kin, you deserve our respect.

Feel free to call me by my name, friend."

The voice of this dwarven Sage was deep with a hint of calmness, markedly different from the loud voices common among other dwarves.

One could discern from his aura and voice that he possessed wisdom unlike the reckless brashness typical of dwarves.

"Just call me Lurik, Kana."

Kana nodded and smiled, "Let’s get to the main issue, you two have urgency written all over your faces."

Getai and Lurik turned together, looking at the dwarf beside them.

This dwarf’s emotions seemed finally to erupt, "Do we really have to come seeking this human? Our kin are all collapsing.

And you know this country’s situation better than I do; knowing magic is good enough. If you ask me, we’re completely wasting time. Damn it!"

"Hey, Torik, you better shut your filthy mouth. Are you insulting my friends?" Getai instantly got upset and shouted at the dwarf.

Kana and his companions had saved his life.

"The one who needs to shut up is you, you fool, a drunkard who gets kidnapped by goblins."

"What! How do you know? You better shut up, damn it."

Kana and the people behind him experienced firsthand the raised voices of dwarves. These two dwarves, when arguing, resembled two pairs of cymbals clashing madly.

It’s all about seeing who can shout louder and drown the other out.

All the noise made everyone’s heads buzz.

"Enough!"

The dwarven Sage finally couldn’t bear it anymore and let out a shout.

His voice instantly drowned out the argument between the two, forcing them to shut their mouths.

But judging by their muttering, it was clear they were not convinced.

Lurik looked at Kana, bowed his head slightly, and said, "Sorry, Kana. He has reasons for being impatient; don’t mind his foolish words."

The dwarf named Tony could only cross his arms and sulk upon hearing this evaluation.

Clearly showing distrust toward these humans.

Kana waved his hand, indicating he didn’t mind.

He could certainly understand.

"Tell me what kind of help you need."

Lurik nodded, "Among several vigilance towers in our tribe, some sentinels are infected with the same disease as Getai.

Moreover, the disease is much more serious, and cannot be eliminated like Getai’s. We learned from Getai that you might understand this disease well, so we hope to learn from you how to eliminate this disease."

Does such a thing exist?

Kana was somewhat confused; he hadn’t heard of this matter in the game.

Of course, it might be because he never played as a dwarf, in the game he never played any dwarf characters.

Such as dwarves, half-elves, gnomes, and the like.

But it doesn’t mean he lacks understanding of the background of these two races, considering at server activation, one could choose from three races: humans, elves, and dwarves.

Among them were dwarves.

And at server activation, dwarves were born in Gray Furnace Castle within the Gray Mountain Range.

If this were a major event, then he would surely be aware of it.

If he’s unaware, then it means the matter might not be significant to the people of Gray Mountain.

Because, Kana can confidently say this:

Among technical players, he is certainly the most familiar with the plot.

Among plot players, he is undoubtedly the most skilled.

Kana didn’t give an immediate promise, and instead asked, "Tell me what symptoms they have? I can’t guarantee my understanding will be useful."

"They frequently vomit, although drunkenness often leads to vomiting too, this is obviously different.

Moreover, their vomit contains green liquid, accompanied by a putrid stench.

Their skin will also develop the same pustules as on Getai’s face, and it’s not just confined to the face. The pustules are larger compared to Getai’s."

Green vomit, putrid odor, supplemented by pustules.

Classic, the disease spread by the "Rotting Monarch."

It seems the Gray Mountain dwarves are targeted by the "Rotting Monarch"?

"Wait a minute, you mean all the dwarves infected with this disease are located at various outposts?"

Lurik nodded, "That’s right, even within the mountains, it’s not entirely safe.

We need to remain vigilant about the situation around our home."

"We already have 36 warrior infected with this disease, yet we are powerless."

Kana could understand Lurik, considering the Gray Mountain dwarves collectively number less than 2000 people.

Every loss is devastating, let alone suddenly having 36, and they’re all warriors.

In the game, early on in Gray Furnace Castle, dwarven warriors at the lowest level are Level Three Elite, and Level Four are too numerous to count.

It’s well-known that dwarves have relatively long lifespans, at least compared to humans.

Their population expansion is also slow, usually calculated in centuries.

If this issue cannot be resolved, then the disease’s dark cloud will constantly loom over the Gray Mountain dwarves, potentially gradually decomposing and causing the entire tribe to dissipate.

"According to my knowledge, the disease you mention doesn’t count as a disease; it’s merely manifested that way.

I prefer to call this so-called disease a curse, the ’Plague Curse.’

"Plague Curse?"

Besides Lurik, Bobo also repeated this term.

Clearly, neither had heard of it before.

Kana nodded, "It’s an evil power from an Evil God; I believe Getai must fully understand."

Upon hearing this, Getai instantly understood and nodded.

He explained to the dwarven Sage, "Just what I mentioned before about the goblins rotting into a pile, didn’t I take you to see it last night?"

Upon hearing this, Kana understood. It seems they first went to the cave to check the battle traces before coming to him.

Clearly, Lurik didn’t really believe Kana could solve this problem before, he was just grasping at straws.

Lurik nodded to indicate understanding, looked at Kana with a somewhat serious expression and asked, "Since you know this, do you have a solution?"

Kana chuckled slightly, lightly saying, "It’s not difficult; I can think of three ways to help you resolve it."

"Three!" The previously foul-faced dwarf, who had been disrespectful, exclaimed.

Kana laughed and nodded, "That’s right, three ways, but I feel only one might be useful for you.

So you shouldn’t be too pleased."

"One works, one works," the dwarven Sage murmured, as long as it can be solved.