noble pharmacist

It was just an ordinary mountain village tavern, the floor was made of logs, and the bark on the walls hadn't been peeled off.It was evening, and even though it was summer, the night in the forest was a bit cold.This is the only tavern in the vicinity, which also doubles as an inn, so Anderson found a room to stay in, and asked the boss: "By the way, who is the owner of Heather Villa?"

The boss is a 40-year-old middle-aged man. He opened the door of the guest room that was stuck because he hadn’t used it for a long time with his shoulder, and suddenly said: “Oh, you are an outsider, of course I don’t know! This is the northern forest, which has been separated from the Royal Knights. Take control, we are under the control of the Liberal Party. Three days further north from here is the Heather Villa, and the owner of the villa is our manager." He glanced at Anderson warily: "You don't even know this... ...who gave you the pass?"

Anderson walked alone in the boreal forest for two months.He felt he had penetrated deep into the forest, but he hadn't thought he had come so far—in Liberal territory.

He had never heard of asking for a pass.Seeing Anderson's blank face, the boss pointed to the double-headed eagle bronze medal hanging on his chest: "Isn't this? Our highest-level pass here, you can walk all over the northern forest with it, and no one dares to stop you."

The double-headed eagle bronze medal is Lane's stuff.Anderson remembered Lane exchanging it for gold coins in Oak City.He was so badly wounded when Oak City fell that he was thrown into confusion as he ran across the street from Lane.When he was rescued and sent to the carriage outside the city, he found the bronze double-headed eagle hanging on his chest.

The image should be extremely important, and he couldn't remember when Ryan hung him around his neck.

As a Denton nobleman, he escaped safely to the northern town with the Liberals.Anderson originally thought that his medical skills had been recognized by people. Could it be that the bronze medal actually had an effect?

"I'm not familiar with this place. I used to go to the northwest to go to the mountains to collect herbs." He smiled: "This year, I heard that there are many people collecting herbs there, so I changed the route."

The boss didn't ask any more questions, and left after saying that he wanted hot water to go to the kitchen.

The room looked tidy as there wasn't much stuff.The bed is made of logs, and the birch bark on the legs of the bed is still left.There is a long table with only a chipped water glass on it.There is no stool, and Anderson can only sit on the bed.Because the room has not been used for a long time, a thin layer of dust rises on the bed sheet when I sit down.

Only Henry III happily ran around the room, catching mice.

Anderson lifted the little dragon upside down by its tail, shook it, and sighed.He hugged Henry III on his lap and sighed: "There is a sentence that I can never say to Ryan again. If I have another chance, how much I want to give up Cole's pharmacy and follow his circus all over the world... . . . " He curled up like a child, resting his chin on his knees, slowly closing his eyes.

The little dragon struggled to get out of his arms, and slowly crawled back to his master's side, his thin bony wings trembled, and then folded over to hug Anderson's legs, his two big eyes were tearful.

The blanket was too thin, and Anderson was too cold to fall asleep.Suddenly the door was opened from the outside, and a group of people rushed in.

It was led by a man with a hooked nose and cold dark green eyes.The mountain people all wore short jackets and leather leggings, but he wore a formal black uniform with shining silver buttons on the cuffs.The tavernkeeper followed behind him.

This raid reminded him of Oak City back then.He was taken away from the room so suddenly, the difference was that Ryan was with him at the time, and now Ryan is no longer there.

"What's the matter?" Anderson rubbed his eyes as if he had been awakened from a dream.

"It must be a spy from the Royal Knights! Take him downstairs for interrogation!"

Anderson tried to remember exactly what had gone wrong.Only later did he know that this forest, whether in the northwest or the north, was under the jurisdiction of the Shinan Villa.And there has never been a pharmacist in the northwest to collect medicine.damn it.

He was pulled into the lobby of the tavern.It was midnight, and the doors and windows were locked.Several men held pine torches, lighting up the room.Anderson was pushed into a chair in the middle and sat down with his hands tied behind his back.Henry III was locked in a small iron cage, fluttering his wings and falling up.When Anderson was kidnapped, the little dragon became vicious and bit the subdued man's calf, so now its mouth is tied up with a cloth strip.

This time it was less formal than the Oak City interrogation.It is not so much an interrogation as an extortion of a confession.

The uniformed man took the whip out of the brine bucket and told Anderson to take off his shirt.

He frowned and looked at the young man in front of him.

He was only in his early twenties, with overly delicate facial features, light blond hair, and unhealthy pale skin rather than fair skin.After taking off the jacket, the skeleton appears a little thin, obviously lacking in moderate training and exercise.There is a deep scar on the abdomen that appears to have been aggravated by mismanagement.In terms of physical strength, he does not meet the requirements of the Royal Knights to select spies.However, the young man was very calm, and he didn't appear flustered when he was woken up from the bed in the middle of the night, which made up for his physical disadvantage.

He even thought, maybe he is not a member of the Royal Knights, and there are other hidden reasons for lying.

If it wasn't for the double-headed eagle medal, he could have let this man go.

The man stared amusedly at the removal of the double-headed eagle bronze medal from Anderson's neck, and raised his whip.

Anderson was hung up.

He closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, thinking that he would kill someone if he beat him again.The dead will see how you extract a confession.

Playing dead doesn't lessen the heat of the whip on an old wound in the stomach.When he hit the shattered kneecap, he felt as if the bone would shatter again.

All the questions Anderson was talking nonsense, and the men in uniform began to face the toughness of youth.Threats and intimidations have been used. The young man did not appear scared, nor did he give in and beg for mercy. He just showed his physical exhaustion while repeatedly emphasizing his innocence: it was the first time he went into the northern forest to collect medicine, and he just talked casually about what he didn't know.

When the people next to him cursed the aristocratic vampire, he even cursed a few words, very sincerely.

Anderson didn't pretend to be physically weak.He really felt that his eyelids were getting heavier.When the whip was raised for the last time, his voice was already very low: "I don't know where that bronze medal came from...I picked it up on the ground...Really, if you like it, I'll give it to you..."

"Oh? Picked it up? Are you planning to give it away?"

From a distance, someone asked with great interest.After the sound came out, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and the raised whip was also let down.The man in uniform bowed towards the door: "My lord, why are you here in person?"

The glib tone is very similar to Ryan, but the tone is completely different.Anderson turned his head towards the door, and saw a man standing by the door.

He was wearing a short light jacket for traveling, and the silver button on the right shoulder of the cloak was studded with a moonstone, a specialty of the northern forest.He has curly black hair like Lane, but Lane has long hair and he has short hair.

Two things caught Anderson's attention.

First, he also has a double-headed eagle badge on his chest, which means he may be one of the top observers in the Liberal Party.

Second, he wears a silver mask.

"Benton, I only said that I would interrogate him, and I didn't ask you to lynch." He said in a drawn-out tone.

The man didn't look at Anderson, walked straight up to Xiaolong, and said disgustedly: "Stunt, premature baby, throw it away..."

Henry III burst into flames in the cage, but could not breathe fire because his mouth was blocked.

Anderson suddenly changed his mind and said to him: "I'm sorry, my lord. Can you give me back the bronze medal? This is an important relic left to me by my friend, and I cherish it."