Free Web NovelIan was carefully lifted and carried into the steam room by several medical personnel.
He was already in the late stage of White Slumber Fever, and without treatment, he might not survive the night.
So the physician allowed him to enter the steam room first.
Ian was completely without strength to open his eyes at this moment, only vaguely hearing confused footsteps and feeling himself being moved.
Had he already died? Were they moving his body? He thought this.
Then something warm enveloped his cold, stiff body.
The air was thick with steam, and warmth like a tide, bit by bit, permeated his already numb limbs.
Breathing also became easier.
"Hold on! You'll be fine soon!" Someone shouted in his ear.
In his hazy consciousness, Ian felt like a person submerged at the bottom of an icy lake, finally floating to the surface.
He felt blood begin to flow again, and his fingertips slowly regained sensation.
It was sore and painful, yet so real.
He tried hard, slightly opening his eyes.
What met his gaze was blurry steam and busy figures.
A scalding tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
Ian could hardly believe that his body was slowly recovering, that someone would save him regardless of the cost.
In this world, refugees like them were worthless, likely to be abandoned at any time.
But now, someone had gone to such great lengths to save them.
It must be Lord Louis!
Only he would save a commoner like himself, who had no value.
As he slowly recovered, the temperature also grew higher and higher.
The high temperature scorched his skin, and even breathing felt like inhaling flames.
It was too hot, too painful.
But he had never been so excited.
It wasn't because he was a masochist, but because he knew he was saved.
Ian, in his heart, used his last ounce of strength to piously thank the great Lord Louis.
And Ian was not the only one gradually awakening from unconsciousness throughout the territory.
Other patients, the pale-faced commoners, had also slowly crawled back from the shadow of death.
Everyone couldn't help but let out painful groans, but what followed was even more joy. frёewebηovel.cѳm
The pain in their bodies made them clearly know that they were alive, living in this steaming warmth.
Some commoners vaguely opened their eyes, seeing the surrounding steam and busy doctors.
They mumbled, "Am I—still alive?"
It was a confirmation of having crawled back from the gates of hell, filled with immense shock.
The medical staff beside them softly replied, "We all survived, Lord Louis saved us."
A simple sentence, yet it contained endless gratitude. frёewebnoѵēl.com
Those lying in the steam room had tears in their eyes, touching their still weak hearts, ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) and whispered their thanks, "Thank you, thank you, Lord Louis."
They didn't have much strength to say more words to express the gratitude in their hearts for escaping death.
But every patient, every commoner, clearly knew that their lives had not been abandoned.
Their Lord had done his best to pull them back from the brink of death.
Lord Louis was like the radiance of the sun, warm and brilliant.
The temperature in the steam room continued to rise, yet it didn't make people feel suffocated.
Everyone was immersed in this inexpressible warmth.
It was like sunlight pouring into cold land, warming everyone from the depths of the cold, like spring sunshine. With Lord Louis's help, Han Shan Territory finally saw the dawn of life again from the shadow of death.
Louis sat in his study, holding a letter sent from Han Shan Territory.
He tore open the envelope, slowly unfolded the letter, and checked the latest intelligence about Han Shan Territory, praying in his heart that no other problems would arise.
The handwriting was a bit messy, obviously written in a hurry.
"Esteemed Lord Louis, Han Shan Territory has overcome the White Slumber Fever crisis. The Fireback Turtle's steam treatment has been successfully effective, and the spread of the infection has been rapidly contained.
Most patients have recovered, and those who were critically ill have also woken up.
Thank you for promptly sending the Fireback Turtle, bringing us hope for life. The commoners are deeply grateful to you.
During these days of striving under your guidance, we only lost twenty-six villagers and five young children, which is a sad thing.
However, most people still persevered, and we thank you for everything you have done for us.
We hope you continue to take care of yourself, and we will engrave your kindness in our hearts."
Louis put down the letter and pondered for a moment. Twenty-six, five children, it sounded like a considerable number, but compared to his original expectation, it was actually fortunate.
He sighed softly, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards the grey sky outside the window.
He had done his best, and as for those who didn't survive, he could only blame their bad luck.
After all, this was just a disaster that couldn't be fully controlled.
The suffering it brought couldn't be ignored, but at least most people pulled through, which also proved that his efforts were indeed a great success.
The role of the Fireback Turtle was also fully demonstrated in this crisis.
Moreover, the abilities of this magic beast are far more than just treating White Slumber Fever. Firstly, the high-temperature steam produced by the Fireback Turtle can provide a lasting and stable heat source for the entire territory.
As long as the temperature accumulates to a certain extent, it will naturally release high-temperature steam.
But in the cold Northern Lands, having such a continuously stable warmth is undoubtedly an incredibly luxurious treasure.
Steam can be directed to greenhouses to cultivate crops.
It can also be sent to residences to help people withstand the harsh winter.
Although Red Tide Territory doesn't need it due to geothermal heat, his other territories could use it.
However, having to go to the geothermal area for recharging occasionally might be a bit troublesome.
More importantly, the Fireback Turtle's steam can not only solve the problem of cold winters.
People regularly exposed to this hot steam also seem to experience subtle improvements in their physical condition.
The heat and moisture of the steam are like a natural sauna.
It can stimulate blood circulation, help excrete toxins from the body, and enhance immunity.
It might have special effects for apprentice knights.
"I need to find a way to completely tame this type of magic beast—and even breed the next generation," Louis secretly mused.
At this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door from outside.
The guard pushed the door open and said in a deep voice, "Report, Lord, Baron Yoen requests an audience."
Yoen?
Louis was organizing the Fireback Turtle data on his desk when he heard this, paused slightly, and then showed a hint of a smile.
He smoothly put on his coat and neatly buttoned his collar.
"Let's go, let's see."
Louis strode out, leading the guard through the corridor and out.
