Chapter 117: Caraxus's Wanted Notice

Facing the Plague Doctor's relentless pressure, the gambler who intended to knife‑rob Lei Kedun's place had his mental defenses collapse outright.

Staring with blood‑veined eyes, knife in hand, he let out a howl and charged forward:

"I'll fight you! I'm not scared of you! I'm not afraid of you!"

The gambler screamed wildly, thrusting his fruit knife again and again into the Plague Doctor's body cloaked in a black robe.

Lei Kedun, standing in the shadow on the side, frowned as he watched, while the suddenly frenzied gambler stabbed repeatedly at the empty air before him, still shrieking hysterically:

"Kill you! I'm not scared of you!"

He paid no heed that the Plague Doctor, who terrified him, had already moved behind him.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of something slicing through the air rang out.

The Plague Doctor flicked his cane deftly, blocking the incoming short arrow without even shifting his body.

The short arrow aimed at Lei Kedun was caught by an invisible giant hand and crushed into fragments.

"The hit squad sent by the Underground Casino has finally arrived, but they look a bit weak."

Lei Kedun whispered softly.

He casually tossed a handful of herbal powder, muttering "Paralyze" in the Great Dragon Language, and the powder transformed into a pale‑green beam that shot outward.

In the shadows ahead, a figure fled quickly, and the pale‑green light, as if foreseeing it, miraculously struck the figure, freezing it instantly in place.

The Plague Doctor lightly tapped the bell on his cane, and the crisp jingling echoed in the gambler's ears.

The frantic gambler abruptly halted his fruit‑knife thrust, his head stiffly turning to see the bird‑beak mask nearly pressed against his face.

"You're ill, severely so; don't worry, I'll cure you!"

The Plague Doctor's hoarse voice came from behind the cold mask.

Lei Kedun clearly saw the gambler's eyes bulge, like a heart attack, and his body fell rigidly onto the mud‑slicked street.

"It didn't use any extraordinary power; it merely leveraged its own spiritual interference together with the bell's sound to achieve this! Is this its innate talent, or did a hidden sage implant the knowledge?"

Even though Lei Kedun is now at Sequence Five, the Plague Doctor's maneuver still gave him goosebumps; Lei Kedun felt its grasp and use of spirit far surpassed his own.

Without any order from Lei Kedun, the Plague Doctor went himself to fetch the ambusher, who had been restrained by Lei Kedun's spell from afar.

The Plague Doctor dragged the unfamiliar extraordinary being to the already‑fainted gambler, both lying side by side on the mud‑covered street.

Under the dim street‑lamp, a figure cloaked in a black robe and wearing a bird‑beak mask brandished a scalpel, repeatedly gesturing at the two motionless bodies on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

Lei Kedun asked aloud.

"He's ill; I need to operate on him so he can recover."

The Plague Doctor didn't pause his motions, still gesturing and calculating, and replied without looking up.

The ambusher, his body paralyzed, couldn't even blink; only the terror in his eyes showed he was aware of his surroundings.

"You're ill, severely so; don't worry, I'll cure you!"

The Plague Doctor said the same words to the terrified ambusher.

Lei Kedun noticed that the unfamiliar extraordinary being's spirit was saturated with the color representing fear.

"Where are they ill?"

Lei Kedun couldn't help but frown and ask.

In his secret‑gazing eye, the greatest disharmony on the two bodies was the fear the Plague Doctor had provoked.

The Plague Doctor pointed at the gambler and said:

"His hands and eyes are filled with greed; they need treatment."

Then he pointed at the nearby extraordinary being and said:

"His hands are soaked in blood, his chest brims with discordant desire; he also requires treatment."

Lei Kedun's brows twitched as he listened, and he couldn't help but ask:

"How do you intend to treat them?"

The Plague Doctor answered with action, using the scalpel to detach the gambler's hands, rotate them, and reattach them.

"When his hands cannot grasp the greed within, his illness will begin to improve."

The Plague Doctor uttered this vague statement.

Then he aimed the scalpel at the nearby extraordinary being; since the being was only paralyzed and not unconscious, it had seen and heard everything that had just occurred. Regretful tears slipped from its eyes, but no one cared.

"His blood is filthy; he needs bloodletting treatment."

While speaking, the Plague Doctor used the scalpel to cut a long wound across the extraordinary being's arm, and blood streamed out like a river.

Though he knew the two lying on the ground were no good people—a mad gambler blinded by money who tried to rob him, and an extraordinary being sent by the casino to retrieve the money and eliminate him.

Yet watching the Plague Doctor treat them, Lei Kedun felt a pang of pity; even if he acted, they'd likely die, but at least they'd die quickly.

"So this is why my earlier divination showed the Plague Doctor's treatment has huge side effects? Not because his healing ability mutated, but simply because it wants to act that way!"

"Damn! This thing is so perverse! I won't use it again."

Lei Kedun had already decided in his mind to seal away the Plague Doctor's figurine.

The paralysis on that extraordinary being had worn off, but due to excessive blood loss, he no longer had the strength to rise from the ground.

He could feel his chest being sliced knife by knife by that perverse figure wearing the bird‑beak mask.

He turned his head toward Lei Kedun's direction; though his sight couldn't actually see Lei Kedun, he still gazed pleadingly this way:

"Kill me! I beg you, kill me!"

Lei Kedun raised his hand, a pale‑blue flame igniting in his palm, and he hurled the summoned demonic fire onto the death‑seeking extraordinary being.

The Plague Doctor stood up, glaring at Lei Kedun with clear displeasure:

"Their ailments aren't cured yet!"

However, the plague doctor did not make any move to attack Lei Kedun; the spiritual energy sustaining its existence has been exhausted.

Under the streetlamp, the plague doctor's silhouette turned into specks of translucent light and dissipated, and the plague doctor's figurine returned to Lei Kedun's hand.

"From now on, unless absolutely necessary, don't use it; this thing may not be strong, but it's somewhat eerie and perverted."

Lei Kedun was somewhat worried that if the plague doctor's horror story were to spread, it might actually come to life.

Lei Kedun scattered some iron-black powder on the gambler who still had faint breath, and spiritual energy rippled across his body like water waves, completely erasing the images of himself and the plague doctor from the gambler's mind, while also taking certain counter-divination measures.

After waiting a while longer at the same spot, the extraordinary being sent by the casino to ambush him extracted an extraordinary trait from within. Lei Kedun picked up the trait and then directly traversed the spirit world back to the house on Mingsike Jie.

He placed the plague doctor's figurine on a cabinet to the side:

"You'd better just remain a collectible from now on."

Then, holding the newly obtained trait, he performed a simple divination.

"Sure enough, it's an assassin's trait. I don't know if there's a witch behind him, but assassin potions should mostly have been passed down by those witches; only newcomers unaware of the market are easily deceived."

Lei Kedun held the assassin's trait and murmured a sentence.

If it weren't for being affected by the plague doctor's perverseness and just wanting to leave quickly, Lei Kedun would have used that assassin's spirit to do a divination, possibly even discovering a witch.

He put the assassin's trait in his hand into an iron cigarette case, isolating it from the outside world with a spiritual wall, and then placed it together with the figurine on the side cabinet.

Lei Kedun originally thought the plague doctor matter would end there, but on the third day's newspaper he saw a report about it, or rather, a wanted notice.

The newspaper also showed an image of the plague doctor wearing a bird‑beak mask, clad in a black robe, holding a cane, along with its name: Kalaxiusi. It has now been placed on the wanted list by the authorities and the major churches of Beikelande.

The newspaper described him as a pervert with superb medical skills but a twisted psyche, who likes to harm innocent passersby who go out alone at night.

"This couldn't be that sycophant mirror from the Machine Heart, could it? Good thing I'm not involved, otherwise I'd definitely send it to A Meng as a toy."

Lei Kedun felt this speculation was reasonable; demonic flame also harms the spirit, so using spirit communication on that assassin would yield no useful information at all.

As for the gambler who survived, Lei Kedun also gave him the appropriate treatment, making him completely forget his own image and that of the plague doctor.

(End of chapter)