noble pharmacist

There is a quiet country house less than six miles from Oak City.The crimson corrugated roof was covered with a thin layer of snow, and a withered garden lay outside the open windows.It is said that it will be covered with white hyacinths in spring.

The fire in the living room was burning brightly.Next to the parchment on the table was a white rose that was out of season.Seth stood up from the map, and the hazy sky was endless in the distance: "Perhaps you should explain to me why you have allowed Oak City to this day."

"Really? Viscount Vincent William."

The William family, who has long controlled Cornwall, is a hereditary Viscount.Now the only heir of the family, the Knight of the White Rose, Vincent William, the best pharmacist of the Royal Knights bowed slightly, his chin almost buried in the deep fur of his neckline: "It is my responsibility to ignore the territory. I request that tomorrow Make up for it with all your strength in combat."

Seth looked at the falling snowflakes outside the window, but didn't speak.

"Your Majesty's taming of the dragon is not going well. I have been looking for a suitable pharmacist among the people. It just so happens that I have an old friend in Oak City, so I will leave first."

Seth picked up the white rose on the table, put it under his nose and smelled it—it turned out to be a scented rose.The William family will contribute a talented pharmacist to the Royal Knights for generations, and this generation happens to be Vincent William's turn.He was selected into the Hot Spring Palace to study royal pharmacy since he was a child. At the age of 17, he was officially awarded the title of Knight of the White Rose by the late king and entered the Royal Knights.

The white rose is the coat of arms of the William family.When Vincent was a teenager, out of his own interest, he applied medicine to the roses that symbolized his family. The fragrance of the flowers could calm the nerves or confuse people.

When Vincent became the Knight of the White Rose, Seth had just sworn allegiance to Anderson.He vaguely remembered that the female guests were chatting at the dining table in Aiye Castle. The young master of the William family gave an aphrodisiac white rose to the gray-blue-eyed female teacher who taught him at the beginning. He tried to rape/rape and was broken in public. Rush back to the fief located near Oak City.

It was not until after the Aiye Castle Rebellion five years ago that he was recalled to the Hot Spring Palace by Curtis and restored the title of Knight of the White Rose.

"I still love her to this day!" Vincent once lamented to Abel in this way: "If I were given another chance, I would try again without hesitation. I did it and had a child, the woman said Maybe you will follow me desperately."

The silver-haired adjutant wiped his horsewhip meticulously: "The royal female teacher is a witch. I heard that she looks like a young woman, but she is actually over thirty—it is said that women of the Dragon Clan can't tell their age."

Using force with her fingers, the rose in her palm scattered into a pile of petals and fell from between her fingers to the floor.

Seth returned his attention to the parchment map spread out on the table.The snow outside the window was getting heavier, and the knight squad hidden in the hills had already been deployed, and perhaps the battle should be resolved quickly.

Ryan walked around the narrow dungeon anxiously, and Anderson folded his arms and looked at him: "It's useless to go any further. I don't want to deceive you."

Ryan stopped suddenly and turned around slowly: "You never told me that you are a nobleman."

"Bastard," Anderson corrected.

"The Duke of Lancaster."

"Our family has been purged by Curtis. You dug me out of the coffin, you should know."

"But Seth's letter said that your title was restored. What did you exchange with Curtis? The information you heard from me?"

"Why don't you believe me? I've repeated it countless times, and I don't know the contents of the letter." Anderson moved his hand covering his old knee injury, raised his chained hand above his head, and pointed at the narrow wall at the top of the wall. Stone Window: "Seth is best at lightning raids. Since he dared to sneak into Oak City, do you think there is no conspiracy? Oak City has always been the most annoying nail for the Royal Knights on the Eastern Plains. This time he is Want to unplug it! Instead of wasting time judging me, it is better to improve the city's defenses."

Ryan walked up to Anderson, squatted down, almost nose-to-nose: "It's not that I don't believe you, but that you don't reassure me so much, dear. We haven't done it for a long time. The hickey on your back is who?"

Anderson shook his head: "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't have a hickey on my back."

Ryan stroked Anderson's face lightly with his fingers: "When Seth kissed you, why didn't you push him away?"

"Why didn't Seth send someone after us when we escaped from Castle Aiye?"

"It's almost like giving you a chance to escape with me on purpose."

Shattered trust is like a broken plate that can never be restored.

"You came to condemn me today."

"No," Ryan sighed: "I'm here to tell you that because you're not here, Henry III doesn't eat and bite people."

He stretched out his hand and squeezed Anderson's chin: "Honey, I actually love you. But you broke my heart."

"Actually," Ryan put the bacon and wine on the ground, stood up, and shrugged: "Actually, I went to the Lake of Love alone. I saw you, and me. I think maybe we should separate as soon as possible."

"What did you see?" Anderson was alarmed.

Ryan went out and waved his hand: "You better not know."

"Oh, by the way, I promised Black Bear Bailey not to interfere with your disposal."

You better not know.

There was a dull sound when the dungeon door closed, and Ryan felt a part of his heart ache with the sound.

Just as Ryan emerged from the withered reeds, Seth was kneeling slowly towards Anderson opposite Ai Hu.The gorse emblem on the carriage hidden in the woods reflected the moonlight.Ryan glanced at the water, which was as calm as a mirror.

Anderson stood on a black dragon, holding up a red three-edged sword and stabbing down.The body of the sword pierced through his chest, and the tip of the sword protruded from his back, and a lot of blood kept gushing out.

"What are you looking at?" Anderson asked, "Going to the lake to see if any girl will marry you after being so unlucky?"

"No, dear." Ryan laughed. "I never watch this. I just watch you."

Anderson didn't know how long he had been locked in the dungeon.He felt very sad.When he was a nobleman, he was never really treated as a nobleman. When he became a commoner, he was forced to bear the sins of his ancestors and bear the punishment.

In fact, Anderson is more eager than anyone else to establish an equal world without distinction between nobles and commoners.

He just longed for a small corner in such a world where he could quietly treat diseases, buy medicines, read old books, raise a little dragon, and spend the rest of his life.

Many years later, when someone mentions Fort Aiye, he can look up at the sky: "Oh, Fort Aiye...the sky there is very blue."

The food is always delivered on time for the first few days.Simple bread and water, but compared to the dungeons in Fort Aiye I saw when I was a child, it is not cruel.From a certain day, the bread became smaller and the water became less and less.The trial, which was supposed to take place immediately, was delayed, and Anderson felt as if he was left in a corner, slowly rotting away.

One day when the little delivery window was opened again, there was only a tiny loaf of moldy bread inside.The guard said outside that the Royal Knights had surrounded Oak City, and the food in the city was getting less and less, and everyone was preparing to break out and escape.

"You don't need to go to the battlefield, you can only get this little stuff, so just let it go!"

The night began to become more and more quiet, and the groans of the wounded and the cries of the relatives of the dead could be heard on the street.

The guard suddenly changed to another person.The new guard knocked on the small window where the food was delivered: "If it weren't for Mr. Black's order, I would rather all the nobles starve to death!"

Finally one day the door opened, and the sunlight outside stung Anderson's eyes, which were used to the darkness.Two tall men unchained his hands and led him out.

"Is this the Duke of Lancaster?"

"Tie him to the front of the team as a meat shield when we break out tonight. The nobles deserve to be shot to death by arrows." Another person said: "Master Bailey said that while Mr. Black is not in Oak City, take him away first."