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Rat catcher, this profession is also very common in the empire.

In order to prevent rats from wreaking havoc in granaries in rural areas, some farmers will hire rat catchers to set traps and kill rats.

In order to prevent the spread of rat infestations in urban sewers, rat catchers are also hired. However, for some reason, perhaps because the city sewers are too complicated, rat catchers are killed and injured every year.

An ordinary farmer can deal with a mouse that can be killed with a slap.

Why are Tyrell's rat catchers tiger men? Is it because the rats here are bigger? Or...

"A virus spread by the rat-men."

When Leslie heard about the profession of rat catcher, she immediately knew who their enemy was.

"A beastman in rat form as big as a man?"

As an Imperial, Windlow certainly didn't know that the ratmen were an independent race. In the eyes of all Imperials, creatures that were human-like in body shape but furry and had animal features were all beastmen.

If elves also have hairy bodies, then they would also be considered beastmen in the eyes of the imperial people.

After hearing the word "rat man", even Mousse, who had always believed in his own strength, felt a little tricky.

For the dark elves, the ratmen are a race they both love and hate.

What’s good is that the ratmen have a very strong reproductive capacity. It only takes three years for a ratman to reach adulthood and can be used as a slave by the dark elves.

Most of Naggaroth's mines and stone mines are dug by ratmen slaves.

Moreover, since there are so many rat slaves, there is no need to worry about them being consumed, and there is no need to even prepare a lot of food for them.

All you have to do is throw the bodies of the ratmen who have died of exhaustion or starvation into the pile of ratmen, and they will be able to complete the internal circulation of food by themselves, and the efficiency of exporting labor is very high.

The reason for hating rat people is simple: they spread diseases and are always in an excited state and cannot do delicate work.

In addition, there are very few female ratmen, so it is impossible to build slave breeding pits, and ratmen are very fond of digging tunnels to escape.

Once the ratmen escape, it will be difficult to capture them again. It seems that Tyrell is facing this situation now.

Ratmen are wreaking havoc on a large scale, accompanied by an outbreak of plague.

The two elves, Mousse and Leslie, immediately looked at each other. They were both elves and had strong resistance to plague and disease.

The human Windlow has no resistance to any disease, even unicorns are stronger than him.

How to protect him from the plague became the common goal of the two elves.

They are all elves. They don’t need to talk. Just a glance can make each other understand each other’s thoughts.

Mousse, who only knew how to fight, certainly didn't have any additional methods. After thinking about it slowly, Leslie came up with a plan for the future.

After making sure that the others would not move forward, the wood elf slowly walked into the woods on the side and found some special herbs after a while.

Herbs alone cannot stop a terrible plague like the plague, and a little help from the elves is needed.

Prepare the herbs according to the recipe and then put them into your mouth and chew them slowly.

"Ah, I haven't seen clearly what you are eating? What is the ratio?!"

The elves' indifference and selfishness are widely recognized. Not to mention helping others collect herbs, they don't even tell the recipes. Is it really necessary?

After chewing slowly for a few bites, Leslie came over and hugged Wendlow.

Since elves are taller than humans, Leslie had to crouch down slightly to feed the medicine into Windlow's mouth.

There's no way. Elf saliva is also a formula for suppressing diseases. If I tell it to you, the guy named Mousse will definitely not agree.

And elf saliva is also a kind of treatment prescription.

While continuously pushing the potion, Leslie pushed with her tongue, making sure that Windlow had no time to react and no way to spit it out, and then slowly released her mouth.

"You are now immune to basic plague, but the effect is short-lived, only lasting three days."

Although this behavior made Mousse a little unhappy, she still knew that it was a helpless act, so she turned around and shook her head, pretending that she didn't see it.

Wendlow didn't have time to savor the bitter and spicy strange taste in his mouth. He took out a few pieces of cloth and sewed them into a basic mask.

Almost everyone in the empire can do tailoring work, and there are many textile workshops of all sizes within the empire. Windlo's craftsmanship is naturally good. Wearing a mask will once again enhance the resistance of the three people and one unicorn to the plague.

Although from a safety perspective, it would definitely be safer to turn back to Bretonnia now.

But the city of Miragliano, which had suffered from the plague, must be very short of food, and this cart of food would definitely be sold at a sky-high price.

Business is like this, there are only so many ways to make money. If a businessman without capital and background and who starts late wants to make big money, the only option is to take risks.

"Ready, go into the city!"

Miragliano, the largest and most prosperous human city in the entire southern part of the Old World.

Like most coastal cities in the Empire and Bretonnia, it was built on the ruins of elven buildings.

However, unlike the coastal cities of the Empire and Bretonnia, Miragliano no longer had any elven ruins. Everything from the sewers to the tallest leaning towers were created by humans themselves.

During the years of confrontation with the ratmen, the city's sewers have been rebuilt many times to ensure that domestic sewage can be discharged into the sea. At the same time, every tide will cause seawater to flow back and drown all the filthy creatures hiding in the sewers.

The leaning tower at the top is tilted at an unnatural angle, allowing the sentinels above to see farther.

Apart from the scarcity of plains, this city is the city with the best overall value that Windlo has seen during his journey.

The tiger man from the Tyrell Rat Catching Team standing at the door looked vigilantly at the people who had arrived at the city gate, and then took a few steps forward.

The pressure from the big cats was so great that even Windlow felt a little dazed by the fear.

If a rat man ran into a tiger man, he would probably be shocked and terrified.

"The clothes were pulled up, revealing the belly, arms, and calves."

It seemed to be Miragliano's city defense inspection. It was the consensus of all merchants to cooperate with the soldiers guarding the city and give them a little tip.

After his arms, belly and calves were all exposed, Windlow took out a silver coin as a tip and quickly put it into the tiger man's paw.

"It's safe. You are not infected with the plague. You can enter the city, but you are not allowed to enter the quarantine area, the citizen area, or the noble area. Go in."

The tiger gave way, giving the three people a way into the city.

The entire city of Miragliano was shrouded in the smell of death and the smell of wealth waiting for its owner.