This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 133

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Chapter 133

Translator: Yonnee

RP: Haebaragi_syk

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Ethan stared at Reina with an unreadable expression for a while.

How long did it last?

Finally, he opened his lips to speak.

“I understand, Reina. I’ll report to the Prime Minister first.”

He did not pry further. As always, he showed only absolute trust in Reina’s words.

Slowly dispelling the barrier around them as he took a step forward, Ethan walked away. Reina pressed down the urge to let out a sigh as she watched his back moving away.

As the proverb goes, ‘Burn not your house to fright the mice away.’

It might have looked like that to someone else. But on the one hand, Reina was certain.

‘The disease will spread to as many as three fiefdoms in just the span of one month.’

Aside from that, the Bezak estate alone had an infection rate of three out of five people. Having lost that much manpower, the estate was already collapsing beyond hope.

The Lencian estate was in a comparatively better condition with its one out of three infection rate, but the Ashendar estate was already treading down the same path as the Bezak estate.

‘As for the Launcer village… It’s still not hopeless, but there’s no guarantee that the entire Chantra estate will also get majorly affected.’

Looking at the plague’s propagation speed like this, it could be surmised that it was even worse than the plague that had spread during the middle ages back on Earth.

‘That’s why it’s imperative to take action.’

They should not let this time to avoid the worst, perhaps the ‘golden time’, slip away.

* * *

Everything started working out better starting then.

This was due to the fact that so many people sent supplies at the news that the god, Utta, had descended to the land. They were now far from having a shortage of hygiene-related goods.

Oh, of course, all the people who sent those supplies wanted to visit the town in person.

However, as the Saintess of Advent thus proclaimed,

“The Almighty Utta does not wish for you to come.”

They might ask, ‘But why? For what reason?’ However, no one asked such a thing. Since the saintess said so, then so be it.

After all, it was what the Saintess of Advent said. Without having to ask or argue, they just had to believe it.

So, Reina and Ethan decided.

They would turn that Utta fanaticism into an avenue to put into place proper medicinal practices. They went ahead and infused the Utta religion’s doctrines with personal hygiene and public health.

“Let me remind you all once again. You must defend your whole body with the colors of the Almighty Utta. As soon as bare skin is revealed, the disaster might pierce through that opening. Therefore, you must cover your faces—especially your noses and your mouths—except your eyes with a piece of cloth.”

“Yes, Saintess!”

“Although it is more efficient to have skin-to-skin contact when using healing powers, it does not mean that all effectiveness is lost when healing through thin barriers of cloth instead. You must continue to take care of the poor patients while wearing the colors of Utta.”

“Yes, Saintess!”

At this point, even if Reina were to say, ‘You guys are all nincompoops!’ they’d all just reply with the unconditional answer of, ‘Yes, Saintess!’ Nevertheless, she used this time to explain each point with whole-hearted sincerity.

The culture of proper hygiene within the Launcer village might continue stronger or weaker in the coming future, depending on whether they’d imbibe those habits.

‘The place where the advent of Utta will definitely be regarded as a sacred place from now on too.’

Therefore, she needed to lay down the groundwork flawlessly. As the culture of proper hygiene would start in this place, it should soon spread throughout the whole empire as well.

“The will of the Almighty Utta is the will of Her Eminence the Saintess!”

“You’re so beautiful, Saintess!”

Ah, indubitably, she was displeased by their ridiculously sudden change of attitude at first.

But rather than dwelling on emotions, what’s more important right now was to face this reality.

The believers of the Utta religion, who displayed such blind faith to the point of unreasonable fanaticism, would continue rushing forward depending on her actions now.

“There are many people in the world who have yet to break away from the rules of the past. Here, you all were also once part of that group.”

“Ahhh… Indeed!”

“We were foolish before— We were blind to the truth that Your Eminence had conveyed!”

After these remarks, they all got ready to go down on their knees and smack their heads to the ground yet again. Seeing this, Reina hurriedly spoke to stop them.

“It is all in the past. Please stop blaming yourselves. Instead, spread the word and let everyone know that those who have been afflicted with the plague have no connection with Bharan. And beyond this, be wary of the new disasters that might come forth. You must all be visionaries.”

“Yes! We shall do as you say, Saintess!”

Reina’s precautions continued on and on. In all actuality, she was just repeating what she knew about modern hygiene practices.

“Be sure that the patients are constantly receiving the breath of Utta. With this, I mean to say that the affected areas must be kept clean and wiped down with clean cloth no matter what. Disinfection is a must—don’t forget to use diluted alcohol.”

“Yes! Understood!”

“Now then, let’s move on to the next topic on the agenda.”

* * *

Ethan had to leave the hall first because he had to make a call to Grand Duke Benedict.

“Noona.”

And the moment she heard the voice that sounded a little depressed and gloomy, Reina shuddered.

‘…I can’t avoid him anymore.’

She turned around slowly, feeling as though she was being forced to eat some yucky spinach.

It was Eli, accompanied by the knights of the Order of the Black Mane. House Jehardt, of course, was known for their military prowess and sword mastery.

‘The knights of House Chantra are great too, but… A family with a long history of swordsmanship is definitely different.”

Her admiration flowed naturally. The knights of House Jehardt boasted a tremendous amount of pressure.

As she stared blankly at the black armor with a lion emblazoned upon the chest, Reina immediately cast her eyes again at the person standing in front of her.

“Eli.”

Unlike the knights, Eli was wearing a commander’s uniform in black. His hair was also shorter than before.

His uniquely silver hair and fair skin was well suited to those black clothes. He was like a masterful ink painting in the flesh.

“Is the meeting done?”

“Mhm, yes.”

As she answered back with an awkward smile, Eli winced sharply as though he had gotten a papercut.

“…Are you uncomfortable?”

It’s exactly as he said. Feeling incredibly guilty, Reina could do nothing but close her mouth tightly.

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