True Dragon Body

"Kools, put more effort into settling the refugees during this time. The city is already packed to capacity. If this continues, an epidemic will break out sooner or later."

Having finally returned to the manor and shed his heavy armor, Lothar gave the instruction seriously.

Although the protection of dragon aura made natural disasters highly unlikely in his territory,

unlikely did not mean impossible.

Lavinia and Uldin could heal wounds and save lives, but disease required medicinal knowledge. If an epidemic ran rampant among so many people, especially with Saracen spellcasters fanning the flames, a death toll of over a million across Egypt would be nothing unusual.

Kools nodded in acceptance.

In truth, Semannud City being overcrowded now was also related to his earlier negligence.

He did not care about the lives of ordinary people. If not for Lothar's orders, the most economical solution would have been to keep the gates shut and let the refugees die outside the city. The more died, the better.

Egypt did not lack people anyway. Even if entire regions were wiped out, people could be relocated from elsewhere, or pilgrims from Europe could be recruited to fill the gaps. Compared with the Copts, they shared the same language and heritage, making them easier to govern.

Kaer Morhen.

The autumn wind was bleak, and the grass and trees had withered yellow.

Standing on the mountain path, the young vampire woman raised a hand against the glaring sunlight and looked toward the mountain fortress shrouded in clouds and mist, still dusted with lingering snow. "So this is Kaer Morhen, home of The Witcher?"

The Witcher novels and Gwent cards were also things they used for entertainment, so naturally they knew of this place.

"This weather is perfect for a vacation."

Fringilla sighed softly. The Holy Land's