After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

Outside the royal city, when the alchemist finally determined the composition of the gas produced by burning rat corpses, he was utterly shocked.

Looking again at the wisps of black smoke drifting in the wind by the river, he nearly fainted.

"Stop! Stop it now!"

The alchemist let out a sharp bang, scrambled over, and used a bucket of water to extinguish the burning rat carcass.

The soldiers, who had covered their mouths and noses with cloth, looked at him in confusion, but the alchemist didn't care about anything else. He tore off the soldiers' outer garments and vigorously pulled at the inner linings.

"What happened?"

Medivh, who was organizing soldiers to retrieve the bodies, walked over. Although the calamity had not yet occurred, this mass of flesh and sewage was very strange. Several days and nights had passed, and it had not been carried downstream by the river, as if it had taken root firmly in the place.

When Medivh approached the soldier and saw the blackened pustules on his back, the wrinkles on his forehead immediately furrowed.

"Sir, the gas from the burning is poisonous. We must not burn it anymore. Moreover, the poison is strange; the soldiers were not even aware of it after being poisoned. We must get them treated as soon as possible."

The alchemist wiped the cold sweat from his face with lingering fear. Thank goodness, the winds were blowing from the southeast this season; otherwise, the entire royal city would have been poisoned.

Medivh remained silent, then pulled out a dagger and pierced the abscess. Dark brown blood flowed out, leaving behind a thumb-sized patch of pale green flesh.

The people around, especially the soldiers, suddenly changed their expressions and frantically checked their backs with their hands.

Originally, the plan was to cremate the body and then pump up the remaining sewage that couldn't be flushed away to evaporate it...

Medivh was truly at a loss now. He would rather a terrifying monster emerge from this pile of rotting flesh than spend his days worrying about the polluted water source.

If they can't come up with a good solution, the capital city won't be able to hold on. Only when the things they depend on for survival, which they take for granted, start to break down, will they realize just how bad things really are.

"Either we dig a riverbed horizontally to move this thing to a deep pit in the distance; or we can build a new canal upstream that runs directly to the capital, solve the water problem, and then figure out how to deal with this nascent calamity."

The magician Sophia approached and offered her advice.

Medivh nodded, regaining his usual composure. "Let's use both methods together. Gather all your mages and devise a good plan. I'll take the poisoned soldiers to the Holy See first."

"Yes, sir." Sophia was very respectful in front of the great mage.

It took some time to gather all the poisoned soldiers together. Medivh led them into the city, and from a distance, he saw the carriages of the nobles leaving the city, which were blocking the city gate.

With bizarre calamities outside and a persistent flu outbreak inside, the nobles, after pledging their loyalty for several days, finally couldn't sit still any longer and demanded to return to their own territories to alleviate the pressure on the capital's water supply.

But once these people left, Medivh knew that the flu would eventually spread throughout the kingdom.

But he couldn't stop them; forcibly keeping the powerful and influential would only cause greater panic.

Within the Papacy, Maria regained her former status. Her reputation soared rapidly in the royal city because she quickly found a cure for the flu and continued to treat the people despite her injuries.

Withdrawing the magic from her palm, the child in the woman's arms gradually recovered from the high fever. The woman quickly touched the child's forehead, tears of gratitude streaming down her face, and said, "Thank you, thank you, Holy Maiden."

Maria smiled gently and wiped the sweat from her face. "You're welcome. It's what I should do."

"It's lunchtime, let's take a break."

Nicole, after being released from prison, came over. Maria nodded, and the two walked together toward Maria's room.

"Is this the plague you were talking about?"

Maria had just entered the room, closed the door, and flopped heavily onto the bed, letting out a long sigh, when Nicole suddenly asked a question.

"These are just the initial symptoms. The most terrifying thing about this plague is that it is highly contagious and only presents with cold symptoms. But if it drags on, the plague will show its true power in one or two months at the latest."

Nicole sat backwards in the chair, propping her head up with her hand and asking curiously, "What will happen then?"

Lying on the bed, Maria curled her finger, "Flesh and blood deformities, massive internal bleeding, rotting skin, and blurred consciousness."

Recalling her past life, Maria smiled gently. She enjoyed the process of creating a paradise for those suffering people in that chaotic environment.

Because she learned to use goddess magic to heal patients in the early stages, she was able to rescue a large number of supporters wherever she went to the most severely affected areas.

Unfortunately, shortly after the plague swept across the country, she had not yet gained much, when she received news that doctors and nuns in different regions were about to develop a cure for the plague.

Serious illnesses can be cured without magic...

These news kept her awake at night. She was afraid that when she woke up, a doctor or a nun would suddenly appear before her, becoming a great figure who would surpass her and eventually take her place as a saint.

So Maria prayed to the goddess, and the plague was eradicated in one fell swoop.

She got what she wanted; wherever she went, even Oswald held her in high regard, and she officially secured her position as the next archbishop.

Touching the Star of Wishing on her chest and feeling its abundant magic, Maria knew that everything was progressing according to plan, and her glorious day was about to arrive.

Knock, knock, knock—the sound of knocking on the door rang out.

"Your Grace, the Archbishop requests your presence. Some soldiers have been infected with corpse poison and require treatment."

"Okay, I'm coming right now."

……

After a swift journey, Luna and her party finally arrived at Green Canyon City before nightfall.

"You still won't let me go home?"

Luna looked at the large expanse of empty houses cleared from the city and scratched her head in confusion. However, having learned her lesson, she was smarter this time and did not disobey orders immediately. Instead, she obediently arranged for the cavalrymen to find places to stay.

With nothing to do and unable to find her brother, Luna took Paul and the other two to have a barbecue in the courtyard.

Just as the fire was lit, Sister Jane arrived, wearing a black veil and with something covering her mouth and nose.

She found Luna, beckoned to her with her finger, and meant to follow her.

Luna, confused, had no choice but to put down the wooden skewer she was holding and obediently follow Jenny away.

The two walked through a series of alleys and arrived at a secluded empty room. Suddenly, Jenny activated her magic, and a green magical energy enveloped Luna's entire body.

"I'm not sick..." Luna found it amusing; she had thought it was something serious, all this mystery.

After the test was completed, Jenny lifted her veil and turned to the shadows beside her, saying, "My lord, Miss Luna is healthy and has not contracted the plague."

Oswald slowly walked out, and Luna shuddered at the sight of her brother.

Oswald patted her little head and sighed with a smile. "Luna, the Northern Territory will be counting on you for the time being."

???

Luna was now truly doubting if she was dreaming. Her brother was perfectly fine, so why was he passing the throne to her? Could it be that she was truly destined for greatness?

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Without directly answering her question, Oswald sat on the stone steps of the corridor, waving his hand to blow away the dust beside him, and asked in return, "Did Frank agree to our plan of exchanging military intervention for the northeastern lands of the Western Territory?"

Luna obediently stepped forward and sat next to her brother, following his gaze to the stars in the night sky.

"Yes, he agreed very quickly."

"This is what I wanted to tell you, Luna: never trust anything at the negotiating table. Only by defeating the strong can we absorb the weak; otherwise, we'll only invite endless trouble."

Oswald knew this was a huge gamble. It was known that Saint Maria's Wishing Star had lost its function, and at most only one Wishing Star would be usable in this lifetime.

So there are only three possibilities for how things will develop: First, the last heroine with the power of wishing will solve the plague in Maria's place, the heroines will lose the ability to rewind time, and Oswald will go south and kill them all.

The second scenario is that another time travel event occurs, but if the system's guess is accurate, the original Oswald soul cannot return to this world. At most, they can return to the day Oswald traveled to this world. However, next time, Oswald can safely reap all the female protagonists.

The third scenario is that the last Wishing Star was not used, the entire kingdom became hell, and on their side, there was Sister Janet who had researched the antidote, as well as the Northern Territory, which had been sealed off except for Green Canyon.

Regardless, Oswald is destined to head south. The best outcome would be for Jenny to develop an antidote, allowing him to plunder people with confidence and at the same time increase his influence, attracting more infected to the Northern Territory.

However, he was worried about the demons.

"Count Rondo still has five thousand veterans. If the demons invade and Count Camaro asks you for help, send those five thousand veterans there. If the situation is critical, use the Ice City Knights and the First Regiment in the East."

Luna understood; her brother might be planning something important. She nodded and continued, "And what about Lady Elene?"

"This is what I wanted to tell you. After you return to Ice City, take over Elena's job and bring her back to my side immediately."

"As for your work afterwards, you should listen to Red's advice. Also, I've arranged for Jacob, the one you picked up, to return to Ice City."

After arranging everything, Oswald pinched her cheek and encouraged her with a smile: "It's the same with doing things and being a person. Don't ask if you can do it well, ask if you should do it. If you really can't make up your mind, ask for everyone's opinion and trust their judgment."

After saying that, Oswald got up and left, and Jenny immediately followed.

Luna sat there, feeling her mind go blank. In the distance, she could still hear her brother's voice.

"By the way, lend me your personal guards; I don't have enough cavalry."