When he thought that the first-level magic he practiced only included methods to detoxify himself, he couldn't help but sigh and said: "It would be great if I could directly help Mrs. Alice detoxify, but it's a pity that I won't give it to others."
Ways to detoxify.”
Ivan said: "Your Highness is already very powerful."
After drinking the third cup of potion, Werther began to feel pain in his internal organs.
He sat on the chair, covering his chest, and his face started to look strange.
"Your Highness!" Ivan hurriedly knelt down in front of him and asked nervously, "How do you feel now? Is this too much?"
Werther nodded, and the uncomfortable feeling in his body became more intense. He held Ivan's shoulders and said with difficulty: "I didn't expect that the toxicity of this antidote is so severe. Now I feel as if my internal organs are being stirred with a wooden stick.
"
After hearing this, Ivan broke out in a cold sweat: "But, your highness, aren't you able to tolerate poison better than ordinary people? How come you feel so uncomfortable?"
"Maybe it's because I overestimated myself, or maybe it's because the antidote is too toxic. Even if I can resist some of it, it's still extremely uncomfortable."
"Then, Your Highness, you should detox now. If you wait until you feel so uncomfortable that you can't move, it will be too late!"
"I can't gather my strength now. You help me to the bed and let me lean on the soft pillow so that I can use a little more strength."
"Yes, Your Highness." Ivan put his arm around his neck, turned to Wile, who was lying on his bed, and said, "Wile, don't sleep anymore, make way for His Highness and come with me.
help."
Wile was awakened from his sleep by him, rubbed his eyes, and was frightened when he saw the pain on Werther's face.
"Your Highness!" He also rushed over to help, and together with Ivan helped Werther to the bed.
At this time, Werther's lips began to turn white, his face turned dark, and his hands trembled. Fortunately, his consciousness was still clear. Under this situation, he could no longer secretly use small movements to give himself a massage like he had done a few times before.
After his body was detoxified, he simply put his hand on his stomach in front of Ivan and Wile, and used magic to regulate the blood in his body while accumulating strength.
Ivan saw his movements clearly, and they didn't look like the long-lost medical skills he had heard about. At this time, he already understood what was going on. Sure enough, Werther could do magic and was very skilled at it.
All the mysteries in his mind were solved, including all the incredible things Werther had done before.
"Ivan~" Wile sat on the bed, looked at him with squinted eyes, and whispered, "This is medical skill, not magic~"
"You don't have to hide it from me anymore, Wile~" Ivan sighed softly, "It's so obvious. If I can't see that His Highness can do magic anymore, wouldn't I be an idiot?"
"Haha~" Wile crossed his legs, touched the back of his head with his right hand, and said with a smile, "In that case, you won't tell anyone. If the Duke of Dark or the King finds out that His Highness can do magic, His Highness will definitely die, and
The real parchment in his hand may not be safe either. The parchment records magic, and if it falls into the wrong hands, it will only bring misfortune to Notland."
Ivan opened his eyes in surprise and said: "It turns out that the legendary parchment scrolls of the Majik family are in the hands of His Highness! And His Highness actually learned the magic from the parchment scrolls!"
"Yeah~" Wiler held his chin, "You don't know that His Highness has had a difficult time since he was a child due to his life experience. He was almost killed several times. In order to protect himself, he also wanted to protect this true book.
He had to practice magic hard for the parchment. But once more people knew about it, he would only die, and the parchment would be used by bad people."
"It turns out His Highness is having such a hard time." Ivan looked at Witte who was using magic to detoxify with distress. "He is a good lord. He
Can't die."
At this time, Werther suddenly looked even more painful, groaning while detoxifying, and his consciousness began to become unclear.
Ivan walked over, checked the situation for him, and then said: "Your Highness is weak now. I'm afraid it will be difficult to hold on."
"Then what should we do? Come up with a solution quickly!"
"Don't worry too much, I still have a special potion left for me by the teacher, which can quickly replenish my physical strength." Ivan squatted down, took out a small box from under the bed, and took out a glass bottle from it, "This potion is very
It’s precious, there is only this small bottle, it was specially prepared for me by my teacher.”
"Why did your teacher prepare this potion for you?"
"Because I had a serious illness when I was a child, and the root of the disease has been in my body since then. Although I later recovered through exercise, once I get that serious illness again, I will probably die quickly due to physical exhaustion. My teacher wanted to prevent me from
If I die the next time I get seriously ill, I specially developed this potion to quickly replenish my physical strength and help me tide over the difficulties."
Wile got off the bed in surprise, stood on the ground and asked: "This potion is used to save you, do you really plan to use it now?"
"Your Highness is the one who needs this potion now. What's more, as long as I protect my body and prevent myself from getting seriously ill again, it will be fine."
After saying that, Ivan opened the small bottle, put the potion to Werther's mouth, and said softly: "Your Highness, this potion is not bitter at all. Drink it and you will feel much better."
At this time, Werther's consciousness gradually blurred, but he smelled the slightly fragrant smell of the potion, and let Ivan feed the potion to himself.
After drinking the potion, within two seconds, he regained his strength and his consciousness became much clearer. He continued to accumulate energy to expel a large amount of toxins from his body.
His body gradually recovered and his complexion became rosy. He slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "I feel that the toxins have been eliminated. Don't worry."
"That's great, Your Highness!" Wile hugged him excitedly, and then told him about Ivan's donation of the potion.
Werther was grateful to Ivan, put his hands on his shoulders, and said: "I really didn't expect that you would use your life-saving potion to save my life."
"Your Highness, I am very safe now, but your life was hanging by a thread just now. Of course I have to give you the potion." Ivan smiled mischievously, "How about it, does this potion taste good?"
"It's very good~ I wonder if your teacher can prepare another bottle for you?"
"I'm afraid I can't do it now because of the lack of raw materials. But don't worry, Your Highness, I will protect my body and serve Your Highness." Ivan said, "Also, Your Highness, I'm sorry, I already know about magic..."
Werther opened his mouth in slight surprise, then closed his mouth in relief, smiled, and said: "You will definitely see the situation just now, and I don't blame you. Now the only people who know that I can do magic are
You two and Linna, be careful not to let anyone else know about this."
"I will be careful, Your Highness." Ivan picked up the bottle containing the antidote and said, "Now I have tried to find out the approximate dosage of the antidote. I will prepare the medicine for Mrs. Agnes as soon as possible."
Werther nodded: "Now my innocence and our safety depend on you."
Ivan took a tablespoon from the medicine bottle and put it into the water glass, poured half a cup from it into the second empty cup, filled it with water and repeated this action until the fourth cup.
"I have prepared the potion. As long as I feed this small cup to Mrs. Agnes, I will be 70% to 80% sure to revive her."
Ibanduan
Taking the cup and the medicine kit, she hurried to Kath's room, followed by Werther and Wile.
He gently fed Mrs. Agnes the potion, and everyone waited nervously. Hume was also at the door expecting her to wake up.
Earl Marton and Noli stood in the corridor, looking nervously in the direction of the room.
"Noli, they won't really save my cousin, will they?"
"Your Highness, my poison is quite difficult to cure. Unless it is an antidote prepared by the most powerful doctor in Notland, or a healing magic that can help detoxify people, no one can save her."
"Then I'm relieved." Earl Macdonal nodded, "Half an hour ago, my cousin's other servant had gone back and asked my cousin's flying elf to notify the king and uncle as soon as possible. I'm afraid that in two or three hours, uncle
They will bring people to capture the eldest prince. Now we just need to wait for them to come."
"As long as the king doesn't come, the eldest prince will have no chance to tell your story."
"We can't let him have a chance to see the king. It's enough for the king to think that he poisoned his cousin and make up his mind to execute him or put him in a dungeon."
The two of them waited peacefully for Mrs. Agnes to be poisoned and died.
It was getting darker and darker, and at nine o'clock in the evening, the sound of many flying wings came from outside the castle. It was Duke Dark and several guards who were sent over by the flying elves.
They landed outside the castle and began banging on the door.
Tom heard the noise outside and hurried to the front door. The door opened, and in the dark night, Duke Dark and others stood outside the door with gloomy faces.
"Duke, Your Highness the Duke!" he said in surprise.
"Old guy, get out of the way, I'm going to see my daughter!" Duke Duke pushed Tom aside and led people into the castle.
Tom struggled to get up from the ground and ran to Duke Duke: "Your Highness, please let me inform my master."
"No! I'll go find him myself!"
Duke Darke walked inside aggressively and saw Earl Madonna and Noli standing in front of him. Before he went to find Werther, he stepped forward and grabbed their collars and took him to the corner to avoid others.
With a ferocious look on his face, he lowered his voice and asked, "I told you to get rid of the eldest prince at all costs, but I never imagined that you would take advantage of my daughter's life!"
Earl Marton said hurriedly: "But, uncle, now we can only think of this method. Besides, haven't you almost given up on your cousin?"
"You bastard!" Duke Duke raised his hand and punched him hard in the face, then looked at Noli angrily, "You are also vicious, and you dare to poison my biological daughter."
"Your Highness, but we are helping you!" Noli knelt down and said, "If the eldest prince informs the king about your affairs, the entire Dake family will suffer. Now we should get rid of the eldest prince as soon as possible."
Duke Dark kept sighing, and after a few minutes, he turned around and said: "Actually, you did a good job. This child Aiglis is stupid and arrogant. Even if she is alive, it will be of no use to me. Instead, she will give
I kept making trouble."
Earl Marton's face was filled with joy: "So, uncle, you forgive us."
"I don't really blame you. It's you who took my place and stained your hands with Alice's blood. You became a person who didn't care about family ties and the relationship between master and servant. This is a embarrassment to you." Duke Duke said.
He held his head with his hands and said sadly.
It is impossible to say that he is not sad at the moment, but for him, his life and status are the most important.
Werther already knew that Duke Dark had brought people here. He had just eavesdropped on their conversation from a distance, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how could there be such a cruel person.