Transmigrated to Become the Hero's Aid

Chapter-48: His brother (1)

"Haaa...."

Lucas sighed looking at Walter's letter. A week had passed and as he had expected there were more casualties than before. He didn't know whether the disease had spread to other territories or not yet but there were still a large number on his own territory.

"394 people are identified to have the disease and there are still over 429 people with symptoms of nose-bleeding and coughing and 18 deaths even when Alohara plant is used...... Are you kidding?"

He couldn't believe that even though they locked down Sansa as fast as they could, the numbers were like that. He thought that the disease would have less infection rate because it only transmitted from body fluids and sweat could be the most possible way for transmission but he couldn't understand why this rate was like this. It was only one week and only counted for Evandall territory, not the whole kingdom.

"Do people hug or handshake a lot in sweat these days?"

He appreciated that the disease was not the air transmitted disease. Or else it could be worse and he didn't want to imagine that.

Lucas considered that the reason might be because he noticed it late and he was glad that the instructions to stay contactless from each other for the time period, usage of gloves and long sleeves clothes and the some information about the procedures to inform the churches or local heads if they found the symptoms were of great help.

One good thing he had thought was that the rate was this much because the citizens were clueless for the starting period and now that they were aware, Lucas sincerely hoped they would be more cautious for some time.

And one thing Lucas was worried about was the shortage of Alohara plants. Right now they could still handle it but no one knew of the future. If the rate increased, it would be more troubling.

Lucas sighed again. He had gone through all the stories about the demon's curse in the library again but he had no clues of the cure, except that they should burn the victims in order to exterminate it. And Lucas cursed again and again at that answer.

"Big sister is not coming back, too.... Haven't father called her back, yet?"

And for the third time he sighed.

"Master, I believe it will turn out ok! I have checked the city and its vicinity and almost all the people follow the instructions!"

Tus, who was looking at Lucas could not stil in silence anymore. How could he when the child in front of him was starting to look like an old person. It was not helping that Lucas' hair was also white.

"Almost?"

Lucas lifted an eyebrow as he put the letter down. Even though he needed to know the real situation happening outside, the people in the mansion, including his father, were like 'Young master/Lucas, please refrain from touching other people especially if they are sweaty.' And when Lucas asked them the reason, they were like playing volleyball, avoiding the answers, making him have to let one of his people check the situation by himself.

So, he made Tus look around the city and most parts of the territories yesterday, with layers of clothings and everything needed for protection, of course. And since Tus could use wind magic, he could mostly look through the cities even without touching the ground and he was very swift at moving away.

"I mean "All"! You have nothing to worry about. It will slow down next week!"

"Come on, Lucas. Relax your mind a bit. Breathe in, breathe out. You are starting to look like a little old man."

"Yes, yes. I am keeping calm...."

'Actually, I am not.....' Lucas inwardly thought. With the report of Walter, at least 394 people were going to die if they could not find the cure. An average person could hang on for 1 month or so, and 2 to 3 months at maximum and it seemed that the disease was already spreading for more than 1 month, prior to Lucas's notice.