Far in the distance, a brown, muddy, long fence stood in a slant position barely managing not to collapse.
There were yellow, damp, mosses growing on the fence, and some even outgrew the fence's height, falling inside the fence.
Saprophytes of different species lay on the fence, and the thick stench of fermentation suppressed the lush, fresh air.
An average wooden gate made of dark, scrawny tree branches was situated at the centre. However, half of it had collapsed, and it seemed no one really bothered about it.
Jerouch approached the entrance to Nadir village with a calm expression, but inside, he was raising so many questions.
He did hear from Azel that Nadir village was plagued by a rare tropical infection, but at that time he didn't genuinely take it seriously.
With healers around, just what rare infections would be so threatening to the common masses, leading to a widespread epidemic…
Crk!
