noble pharmacist

Anderson woke up prepared for the worst.After doing a self-examination, I found that there was no discomfort except dizziness after chewing the elf bark.There is no white cloudiness left behind after having sex with Ryan.

A set of milky white loose robes were stacked neatly on the head of the bed, the fabric was soft and the weaving was exquisite.

He was just halfway through when he was suddenly reminded by someone next to him: "Mr. Boots, please don't touch the cup next to him. Please don't mess with anything in this room."

Anderson withdrew his hand from the white porcelain cup on the bedside like an electric shock, and his clothes were only half covered. He saw the half-bald butler standing in front of him holding a breakfast plate, wiping the bright sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

It was the first time Anderson heard someone say in his room that things should not be moved around.

He asked: "Seth... No, Lord Marquis, don't you often bring women in?"

The butler put the dinner plate on the long oak table by the window: "It's limited to the bed, and other places are not allowed to be touched. There have been women clamoring for the dry rose on the bookshelf-God knows that women want some What!——She was slapped by the Marquis and carried out of the room directly, before she could put on her clothes. I have never seen the Marquis so angry, and that poor woman never appeared in Aiye Castle again .”

"Then would you please give me another place to live?"

The housekeeper was a little embarrassed: "The Marquis ordered you to live here."

Anderson knew that there was a dungeon under the castle, and it was luck that he wasn't thrown there, so he shouldn't have any more demands.

It's just that Seth's approach was too perverted.

The old butler hesitated and hesitated: "The Marquis has a habit of stopping here every morning and coming over for afternoon tea in the afternoon."

Anderson asked, "So what do I do?"

"You don't have to do anything, I just remind you."

Breakfast was ham and bread with wine, but it was past meal time, and Seth probably wouldn't be here in the morning.After the butler left, Anderson checked the bookshelves—the scrolls and papers inside were arranged in exactly the same way as before, without any mess, as if the fire hadn't reached this room.Of course, he knows how to put his things, and he is sure to put them back unobtrusively.So when Seth opened the door at three o'clock in the afternoon, Anderson was engrossed in reading a parchment medicine book.

The door slammed slightly, the chinaware jingled against the table, and the aroma of black tea began to permeate the air.

Fine white porcelain tea service from Cornwall, with a jacquard tablecloth under a brass tray.

The young man sitting by the window slid his fingers across the pages of the book and murmured, "When the moon is full, fry it all night with agave water mixed with elf bark..."

The light blond hair is very thin, bathed in the afternoon sun, it seems to have a halo naturally.Because he was sick, his face looked extremely thin, and Seth felt a little heartbroken watching it.

The bridge of the nose is straight, and the gray-blue eyes are still as quiet as before.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. He cleared his throat: "Drink tea."

Anderson looked up in surprise.

Seth repeated: "Tea."

Of course Anderson couldn't drink, Seth suddenly reached out his hand around his shoulder, lifted the person in front of him with his arms.After all, Seth was battle-tested, and Anderson threw the book and punched back, and it missed. The fist hit the pendulum clock that stood upright, and the pendulum made a long, dull bang. against the window.

He was a little panicked, not knowing what Seth was going to do all of a sudden.

However, Seth just pinched his jaw, forcing him to open his mouth, and steadily picked up the warm black tea with his left hand, and brought it to his mouth.

"drink."

The tea flowed down the corner of his mouth, and a thin red line flowed out on his neck, staining the white cloth on his chest with red dots.

The tea was good tea, but when Seth let it go, Anderson held his chest and coughed badly.

He regretted that this person did not learn both horsemanship and swordsmanship from him before joining the Royal Knights.The knuckles are still hurting, the punch just now shouldn't have been crooked.

"What's in the tea?!"

Seth didn't answer, he sat on the bed opposite Anderson, folded his legs and picked up a document to look through (the old housekeeper brought in a large stack of documents and put them on the bedside).

It's not that he didn't want to answer Anderson's words, but he suddenly didn't dare to look him in the eyes.There was a more gentle way for him to drink it, and I didn't want to make it like this... Maybe I was too impatient.

In fact, he just wanted to see that person, that face, holding up that tea set again.It was beautiful when the sun fell on him, but he looked like a wild cat when he frowned.

In fact, he just wanted to talk to him a few words.

Even if you know it's a fake, even if you know it's an illusion.

For a long time, I only asked one sentence: "Look at me all the time, what are you looking at?"

Anderson shrugged: "I used to think I understood a person, but then I realized how naive I was."

"Oh."

"I can't wait to tear him up and chop him into meat paste to feed the dragon!"

"Oh."

"Why haven't you left yet?"

Seth looked at another document: "You want me to go?"

Anderson blurted out to say nonsense, endured it, and bowed his head to flip through a herbal medicine book.Seth continued to flip through the paperwork.

Just like that, the afternoon is almost over.Seth said suddenly: "Let's make a deal. If I hand you over to His Majesty, you will die."

Anderson said weakly: "I know."

"But I can detain you here in the name of the Royal Knights, and you are safe inside the castle." Seth's voice was a little nervous: "You know that Lord Lancaster and I had a deep misunderstanding before our death, I'm sorry about that. So I wish you could live here..."

"Let me be his substitute to make up for my guilt?" Anderson sneered: "I know about it. You swore allegiance to him, and then used his relationship to betray the entire Fort Aiye. Including your former master, Everyone died, including Anderson Lancaster. Then you took this castle for yourself... Maybe I was wrong, you planned to betray from the beginning, and never regarded him as the master. At that time he As a child, I wholeheartedly believed in your loyalty, and of course the fate of being betrayed would be very tragic."

"Isn't it, Marquis Elberd?" He raised an eyebrow, deliberately putting the emphasis on "Marquis".

Seth's knuckles holding the quill turned pale from the force, and he was silent for a long time: "If you want to understand it that way, it's okay."

Anderson's eyelids gradually felt heavy, and he leaned against the window, resting his head on his hands, and began to be in a trance.

"I'm a little sleepy."

He felt Seth coming, taking long, silent steps.The sound of the bench being dragged on the ground, someone grabbed his shoulder: "Would you like to sleep for a while?"

"What did you add to the black tea?"

"No, you're thinking too much." Seth put the man down on his knees, smoothed his loose blond hair with his hands, and touched his cheek with his fingers, as gently as touching a rare treasure.

Anderson's thoughts became loose: "Dragon eggs."

"Yes, your dragon eggs are here with me." Seth's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of waking up those who were on the verge of sleep: "It's illegal for civilians to hide dragon eggs, so let's put them here for now... You've said enough There are too many, do you want to listen to my story?"

He looked down at the unconscious person in his arms, smiled, and brushed the hair blocking his forehead: "Actually, you Liberals are not the first to come up with this method. The second person I swear allegiance to Curtis God, he showed me a boy...with exactly the same face as Anderson. He asked me, your master is still alive, do you regret it? He summoned his golden pterosaur in front of me, and used the child as the dragon's food. But I knew it wasn't him. With such a serious injury, how could he recover without any trace within a month? There was no hatred in his eyes when he looked at me, and his laughter was as light as bluebells in May..."

Anderson frowned, trying to catch what he said: "That's why I hate... nobles..."

Seth smoothed his frowning brows pitifully: "I think you are very similar to him, very much like him. Look at my eyes, voice of speaking, enthusiasm for herbs... If you persist in front of me for another minute that day, say Ann is not dead, so I believe it. The young master doesn’t like nobles either, he hates his own birth. When I first met him, he was a child, an illegitimate child. The Duke ignored him, the Duchess scolded him, and the two elder brothers laughed at him... …At that time, the young master was like a rebellious kitten. He didn’t trust anyone in the castle, and he didn’t get close to anyone. The first thing he said to me was, go away, I don’t need protection, and I don’t need mercy."

Anderson vaguely remembered these things.

The Duke didn't care about the child born after a one-night stand, and the Duchess looked as ugly when she saw him as if she saw a cockroach.Anderson remembers growing up in clothes that were always one size smaller, wearing the old clothes of his two older brothers.The vase of the castle was smashed by two brothers, and the Duchess will always blame "Ann that naughty girl again!"

He refused to participate in the hunting and riding during the social season, and he was more attached to the inferiors than to the ladies of the nobles.

For a long time, little Anderson always sneaked out of the castle to help the medicine shop in Aiye Town, or listened to stories told by the town's scribe with a quill on his head with the street children.

The quill pens on the scriveners’ hats are very particular. One means they can read and write Denton’s common characters, two means they can read and write the characters of the barbarians in the western desert, and three means they can understand the northern Friedellanders. symbol.Anderson remembered that the secretary in Aiye town had quills on his hat and looked like a big white bird.

None of the children in Aiye Town knew that this was the third young master of the Duke, and they called him Ann who worked in the castle.

His silence and resignation disturbed the Duchess, made him disgusted all the more, and abused him because of his disgust.

When her two biological sons already had their own knight squad, she agreed with her husband to designate a knight for the 15-year-old illegitimate son in accordance with Denton's tradition. This is the wandering knight Seth Elberd.

In all the darkness, Seth was like a ray of sunshine, illuminating little Anderson's heart.

"You don't need protection, you don't need pity, tsk tsk, those are not the eyes of a child—it's the future real heir of Fort Aiye." Seth found that the person on his lap had fallen asleep, and the sun fell on his fair face , only the eyelashes trembling slightly, the tranquility is like an oil painting.

He picked Anderson up, put him on the bed, and took off his robe to reveal his slender back.

Seth knelt on the bed in a pilgrim's pose, burning long, fiery kisses on him.

It would be a lie to say that there is nothing in black tea.

There is a precisely calculated dose of elf bark in it, which can make people gradually fall into sleep without knowing it.

There is no floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room, and Anderson will never find the rose red branded on his back when he wakes up, and the vines spread from his shoulder blades to the end of his waist.

The dragon egg was placed on the bedside, and a black spiral pattern appeared faintly on the eggshell.

Far away in the hot spring palace, the white rose knight Vincent William was watching a huge golden pterosaur from a distance. The giant dragon rolled painfully on the ground and collapsed the golden water tank next to it.

"The dispensing failed again this time."

Curtis was furious that he had accidentally let the chosen pharmacist escape.

The White Rose Knights of the Royal Knights, who specialize in medical treatment, can't prepare the hallucinogenic drugs that make the dragon surrender, so why go to the folks to find them?

Vincent burned a plant in front of the dragon, and the giant gradually stopped convulsing and fell down.