I Became the Genius Bastard of a Noble Dark Clan – 186

Chapter 186

Episode 186

Chris walked around the streets to assess the situation.

And after gathering some information, I went to the treatment center where the patients were gathered.

“I am a doctor. I am here to help you.”

Thanks to his disguise as a magic tool, the therapists at the treatment center welcomed Chris without much suspicion.

“Oh, thank you!! We were already short-handed with the rapid increase in patients.”

“Is the condition very serious?”

“Yes, we already have over a thousand patients. There have been almost no deaths yet, but given the rate at which it is worsening, there will soon be many deaths.”

The therapist spoke heavily.

“What are your symptoms exactly?”

“There is a decline in consciousness. All patients complain of severe headaches and vomiting, and gradually lose consciousness.”

“Do you have a fever or other symptoms?”

“None of the patients have a fever. They also have no respiratory or other symptoms.”

Chris thought to himself.

‘It’s different from a natural epidemic.’

Among contagious diseases, there are quite a few that worsen consciousness.

However, most of these diseases are accompanied by fever.

‘It’s not encephalitis or meningitis.’

It was a symptom exactly like the ‘Bloodborne of Evil’ that Marisa was developing.

The poison she is developing is said to cause exactly these symptoms.

Is it really true that the drug Marisa leaked is causing the problem?

It seemed that we would have to observe the patient more closely to know for sure.

“Then can I check on the patients?”

“Of course. Oh, please ask Lisa for directions.”

“lisa?”

“Yes, he is a therapist from another region who recently joined us. Thanks to his treatment, many patients are still holding on without dying.”

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I heard that he seemed like a great therapist.

Chris tilted his head and opened his eyes wide.

An unexpected person was seeing the patient.

‘… It’s Marisa.’

Although he tried to disguise himself by hiding the green hair of the poisonous Maga, he could not fool Chris’ eyes.

It was Marisa from the poisonous Maga!

‘Why is he here? Could it be that he’s trying to solve this situation?’

It seemed like that.

Marisa glanced at Chris, who was standing there blankly, and shouted sharply.

“New therapist? What are you doing?! Can’t you see that the patient’s blood pressure is dropping? Come here and help!”

“…That treatment method seems wrong?”

“What?!”

“It’s low blood pressure caused by cerebral edema, so it shouldn’t be treated that way.”

“…what?”

Chris treated the patient who was gasping for breath according to his knowledge as a surgeon, and the patient’s condition soon stabilized.

“…No? How?”

Marisa opened her eyes wide.

By the way, poison and medicine are related.

The Geukdok Maga were also renowned for their healing arts, and aside from the famous medical schools, they possessed the best healing arts on the continent.

But what Chris had just shown was something that far surpassed the skills of the daughter of the extremely poisonous Maga.

“Ah, it’s because I’m a genius.”

familiar.

Marisa’s eyes widened as she heard that unforgettable, unfortunate voice.

Chris said with a sly grin.

“Long time no see. How have you been?”

* * *

Marissa recognized Chris immediately.

Even though his appearance has changed, no one can replicate Chris’s signature unlucky aura.

“Yes, how are you?”

“Isn’t it natural for the Grand Duke of Dark Magic to come to a disaster area?”

“Oh, no, I heard you collapsed from poisoning as soon as you got here?”

By the way, as soon as Alos arrived in the western territory, he drank the elixir Chris gave him and became addicted(?).

As soon as he came back from making a big fuss, he was poisoned, so the rumor spread like wildfire.

“Ah, it’s a lie to deceive the enemy. But why do you have such a face?”

Chris tilted his head.

“Are you that happy to see me?”

Marisa had a complicated expression on her face, trying to explain something.

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Pack turned his head away from Chris, looking at him with blank eyes.

“Wh, what the hell are you talking about?! Absolutely not!! I, I just heard that you were poisoned by the poison I made…!!”

actually.

Marissa has been in a mental bind lately.

For some reason, the poison he was developing was sprayed into the Dark Maga’s water source, and this terrible thing happened.

If things continue like this, I will be held responsible for everything.

So, he took a risk and hid in the realm of the Dark Maga to try to solve it somehow, only to hear rumors that Christian had been poisoned by his own poison.

Why did my vision become so dark when I heard that news?

It was on the verge of collapse, and then Chris showed up.

Hearing Christian’s unfortunate expression and voice, I felt a strange sense of relief and my eyes turned red.

“I, I’m doing this because if you fall victim to poison, my responsibility will be greater! That’s why I’m doing this.”

“You don’t have to go into such detail.”

“…okay.”

Marisa’s face quickly became expressionless in embarrassment.

‘This bad guy.’

Now that I think about it, it’s been a really long time since I’ve seen you, but Chris doesn’t seem happy at all.

Still, Marisa wanted to see him quite a bit. Of course, not in any other sense, but unconditionally, unconditionally, in the sense of a friend.

‘Come to think of it, this bad guy. He hardly ever replied to the letters I sent him.’

At that time, Chris said this.

“Anyway, it’s nice to meet you.”

“…why?”

“Why? Because I wanted to help you. We’re allies who agreed to help each other, so you shouldn’t be falsely accused and killed for something like this.”

Chris planned to use Marissa as a pawn when he later gained control of the Dokdo Maga, so he couldn’t let her die like this.

But why is that?

Hearing Christian’s words, Marisa’s troubled mind strangely felt relieved.

‘Ah, ahem. It’s not like me to be timid, so I’ll be more open-minded.’

In any case, it was not a situation where I could just relax and reminisce.

“Marisa, what do you think? Do you think it’s because of the poison you developed?”

The first thing we had to do was determine if the poison that Marisa had leaked was really the cause of this situation.

“…I don’t think so.”

“Why?”

“The symptoms are the same, but my venom doesn’t have the effect of causing such widespread death.”

It was quite a distance from the water source where the poison had leaked to the western territory here.

Even if a large amount was leaked, it would have been diluted in the process, so the actual amount ingested by each individual would be extremely small.

“It wasn’t developed for genocide, and it doesn’t take effect unless you take it in a certain concentration, so it’s not my poison.”

Chris nodded.

It was similar, but more likely a different German.

Perhaps they developed a poison that would cause similar symptoms and sprayed it on Marisa to frame her.

“Is there any poison that can be guessed? With this level of lethality, it seems highly likely that it is ‘thought poison.’”

Literally, it was a poison made with the will of a poisoner from the 6-star master class.

It is a poison that contains the idea of challenging the limits of the law with will, and it shows an absurdly powerful effect.

“It’s probably not a psychic poison. Of all the psychic poisons I know of, there is no poison that shows these symptoms.”

An idea is the concretization of the will that has been built up throughout one’s life.

Each individual can only have two or three at most.

Therefore, even for extremely poisonous Magara, the number and types of ideological poisons were limited.

‘That’s strange. If it weren’t for the poison of the mind, it wouldn’t be easy to develop a poison with such great effects.’

Blending a new poison itself is not difficult.

But developing a usable, effective poison was extremely difficult.

In particular, even a very small amount of this poison, which has such a powerful killing effect, was not something that could be made easily by even the most highly toxic Maga.

“…It’s no use trying to treat the patients. If this poison causes the same symptoms as the ‘evil blood flow’ I developed, then there’s no way to save the patients.”

Marisa barely managed to extend her life.

She said helplessly.

“There will be a lot of deaths now.”

But Chris shook his head.

“That was when I wasn’t around.”

“…what?”

“Now that I’m here, none of the patients here will die.”

Marisa made a bewildered expression.

But Chris was sincere.

‘There is a way to save the patients even without an antidote.’

And there was a more important reason to save the patients.

“We must recover the patients before we can reveal the identity of the poison.”

“…what?”

“Because all the answers lie with the patients.”

What Chris just said was one of the family mottos of the Yi Sun family.

‘Right now, most of the patients are unconscious, so it is difficult to conduct a proper investigation.’

Once we treat him and restore his consciousness, we will be able to conduct a full-scale investigation.

It was the so-called ‘epidemiological investigation’, an investigation method of the famous medical school.

Of course, examining the patient alone is not enough to determine the identity of the poison.

But there was important information that could be confirmed through the patient.

That was the exact route the poison was administered.

If we trace that path back, we may be able to uncover the culprit behind this incident.

* * *

About two days passed.

Meanwhile, public opinion on the Dark Maga side only worsened.

Because Christian, who went to reveal the truth, ended up getting poisoned and collapsing.

“You left acting like you knew everything, okay?”

“As expected, it was nothing special.”

The main characters of the main house, especially those who followed the Marquis of Langham, laughed at him.

Marquis Langham observed the atmosphere and contacted someone through the communication port.

-It’s been a long time, Marquis Langham.

A low, wet voice came through the communication port.

“It’s been a long time, Marquis Goras.”

Amazing scene.

This means that Chris’s guess that the two were colluding was true.

-How are things going?

Marquis Goras asked.

“I don’t think you have to worry at all about Archduke Christian, who has set out to uncover the truth.”

The Marquis of Langham spoke calmly.

“Things will go as Marquis Goras wishes.”

A hazy laugh could be heard from beyond the communication port.

-Good. I will never forget the reward for your cooperation. The Marquis will obtain the power he desires.

“…….”

-The Norse era is finally coming to an end, and a new master will appear in the Dark Maga.

A meaningful story.

The communication ended like that, and Marquis Langham’s eyes sank low.

His gaze is directed to the east of his hometown.

We headed to the annex where the Norse were staying.

The Marquis of Langham’s eyes became infinitely cold.

He spoke in a low, hushed voice.

“Everything I do is because of my father.”

* * *

While Marquis Langham was having a dark conversation, Chris was tending to the patient.

“…How on earth do you do this kind of medical technique?”

Marisa spoke from the side in a shocked voice.

“I told you. I studied it as a hobby.”