Chapter 32

Haydn’s pov

I stand on the city streets, and the entire city is now plunged into chaos. The news brought back by the soldiers is very grim. Investigations show that people have been continuously running high fevers for about one to two weeks. Initially, many thought it was just the common winter chill and fever, but soon, people realized something was amiss. Ordinary fevers, when treated properly, usually have a high probability of recovery. However, this year's high fevers have claimed no survivors. Even families with some wealth who spent a fortune on enhanced green potions from the pharmacy couldn't cure the illness affecting their loved ones.

Panic is spreading among the people, but no one dares to say that a plague has erupted. It's as if there's a common secret in everyone's hearts that cannot be spoken aloud.

Yesterday's small-scale investigation already counted about a dozen people with high fevers, not including those who have already died and been buried. It's hard to imagin