Chapter 153
“It’s a lung fluke, specifically Paragonimus westermani.”
In a season that was too late to be called winter and somewhat early to be called spring, Raciel’s diagnosis was made in a corner of the detached palace garden where cool breezes and warm sunlight coexisted.
He pointed to Poboki’s flame fin display. There, a plump worm, oval and reddish like a kidney bean, was wriggling.
“Do you see? This is indeed the parasitic lung fluke. It has settled in your lungs and is causing various health issues, as it has chosen you as its host.”
“……”
Sylvia, the elf, furrowed her brow. Her gaze turned towards the lung fluke, and the moment her eyes met it, the parasite squirmed. She involuntarily recoiled.
“Such a thing? Inside my body?”
Doubt filled her.
It seemed unbelievable.