"Here, this way." Elaine took Arthur to another room in the side hall: "Yes, the clothes you changed must be burned completely, and the body must be washed thoroughly."
"Of course." Arthur replied. After all, the Black Death is a terrible infectious disease, and it is completely reasonable for the palace to take such preventive measures.
People in this era lack medical knowledge, but they actually have such watertight epidemic prevention methods. It must be Elaine's guidance, or in other words, Merlin's guidance.
The palace even prepared a small bathing pool with running water specially for Elaine and the others. There was also distilled alcohol used for disinfection and decontamination beside the pool. Elaine skillfully disinfected her hands with alcohol and then handed the bottle to Arthur.
.
In fact, Arthur had never touched the queen at all, not even the things in that room. But since he had entered the room of a disease patient, the disinfection procedures could not be relaxed at all. He poured some wine on his hand, which was pungent.
The smell of alcohol immediately hit his face. This wine was either whiskey or vodka, but the alcohol content was not low. Arthur's hands felt burning. Although this was certainly not as good as real 75% medical disinfectant alcohol, it was at least better than nothing.
"Why are you blushing?" Arthur asked, "Did you drink the wine secretly?"
"No, not at all." Elaine buried half of her body in the pool and soaked again and again.
Arthur also quickly jumped into the water and soaked for a few times, although he didn't feel the need at all. Without soap to wash away the greasiness on his body, soaking for a long time will not have the effect of eliminating bacteria, right?
Elaine washed it carefully from head to toe to ensure that no bacteria remained on her body before leaving the bath to change clothes.
"So," Arthur lowered his voice and asked Fatty Bai: "When can we see Charles VII?"
"Immediately," Elaine replied in a low voice, "We don't need to go see him, he will come naturally if we meet him."
Arthur didn't understand what Elaine meant, but from Elaine's uncomfortable expression, he could clearly feel that this guy didn't want to see the King of France. But why? Simply because Elaine is not good at interacting with princes and nobles.
Dealing?
At this time, a small white sparrow flew in from the courtyard outside the window. As soon as it landed on the edge of the bath, it spit out an object the size of a toothpick from its mouth. The object immediately became larger after leaving the sparrow's mouth, because neither the sparrow nor the object in its mouth
Objects are shrunk by magic, and objects will naturally grow larger after the magic is removed.
That was an extremely sharp dagger.
"Uncle Arthur, do you still have enough dragon blood? Do you want me to give you some more?" White Sparrow said after seeing no one around. Naturally, it was Xiaoxing who used transformation spells to disguise it.
"No, I haven't used it just now. It's enough." The King of Knights replied. Xiaoxing's dragon blood is very special. It allows Arthur to also have the ability to cast illusions. Although the effect and scale of the illusions are exactly the same as those of Xia Shuanglong.
There's no comparison.
"So." The little sparrow jumped on the shoulder of the King of Knights, ready to take action.
"Your Majesty," Elaine also lowered her voice and asked the King of Knights: "After traveling to this world, the body we borrowed really, really appeared out of thin air, right?"
"Yeah." Since it was very troublesome to explain, King Arthur simply didn't deny it.
"No, no matter how this body is treated, no one will be hurt, right?" Elaine asked again: "When we go back (referring to nine hundred years ago), what will this body look like?
?"
"I tried to turn into a stone and sleep before. But if I really go back, the one I borrowed may disappear from the world." The King of Knights said in confusion. This was completely different from what he had seen before, and he did this to Yi just to save trouble.
Ryan said.
"Okay, okay." Fatty Bai rubbed his shoulders and seemed to have made up his mind.
The two walked out of the bathroom and reached the depths of the courtyard. There, a tower isolated from other buildings in the palace stood, about five stories high.
"Mr. Assistant, you can go back first. His Majesty the King still has something to discuss with the doctor in detail." Several guards guarding outside the bathroom almost forcibly sent Elaine's assistant away like an escort.
At this time, the "assistant" had already been replaced by Xiaoxing, who used illusions to disguise himself as a human being. Naturally, it was Xiaoxing who was sent away. The real Arthur activated illusions to keep his figure invisible to the guards.
, followed Elaine. Elaine walked slowly towards the tower, and passed the three guards guarding the tower.
The interior of the tower is almost entirely filled with books, at least on the first and second floors. Going up the spiral staircase, the surrounding air is gradually covered with an elegant incense. There are no guards in the entire tower, and the rooms on the fifth floor are even more secluded from the world.
It is an isolated, small bedroom that has been transformed into a very cozy one. There is a luxurious big bed inside, and the sheets are even made of silk. Other living equipment is also available. There are even tools for making black tea on the table, and there is even a room on one side of the room.
There is a magnificent stove. Although it is summer, it is basically not used.
According to Arthur's guess, this tower bedroom is either used to house certain political figures whose identities are not suitable for public disclosure, or to isolate people suffering from the Black Death. In any case, it is completely empty now, and the king naturally
Not here. Arthur suddenly thought that this attic was actually intended for Elaine.
Wait. What's going on? Could it be?
There were faint footsteps from downstairs, and Elaine immediately lowered her voice and said: "Quick, hide under the bed."
Arthur reluctantly complied. This may be his only chance to break through the many guards and see King Charles VII of France alone. Although he had a very bad premonition, he could only act according to the plan.
Arthur quickly ran under the bed, and his view was almost completely blocked by the silk sheets exposed on both sides of the bed. He carefully pushed aside the edge of the bed sheets and peeked out without exposing his own limits. At the same time, a man
A young and middle-aged man who seemed to be in his twenties, barely thirty, walked into the bedroom. He had an average appearance, with a comically large lip and nose ratio, and slightly obvious bags under his eyes. Moreover, he was wearing quite little clothing.
Needless to say, this frivolous black-haired man is Charles VII.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Elaine seemed nervous and sat in front of the bed, saluting the king who had just entered.
"No need to be formal, Geoffrey." Charles VII walked straight to the bed, "I heard that the queen's illness is almost completely cured?"
"Yes, yes. After another three months of observation, if the disease is gone and is not contagious, it can be considered to be completely cured." Elaine replied. He seemed to stutter even more in front of the king.
"You really deserve to die." Charles VII said suddenly and sat next to Elaine.
So Arthur's field of vision was restricted, and he could only see the feet of these two people.
"His Majesty?"
"Mary is just a political tool. I have no emotion in my marriage to her. She has no use value after she gave birth to a prince for me. Moreover, that woman is so talkative that I wish she would die quickly. But you tried every means to kill her."
She was saved." The king said a series of accusations, but his tone was not like blaming anyone at all, but more like teasing Elaine: "You, you disrupted my plan, how should I compensate you?
My loss? Use your body to compensate."
"Hey!" Elaine groaned: "Your Majesty, you can't go there!"
"Why are you so shy? It's not the first time." Charles VII had no intention of stopping, "Ah, this soft and elastic belly, you will never get tired of it no matter how you touch it. You are really full of treasures, Ruofu"
inside."
Arthur sounded particularly depressed under the bed.
"People will see it!" Elaine whispered, but there was no struggle or resistance. The other party was the king, a being who could make Elaine's head move when he got angry. No matter how wronged he was, he could only endure it.
"Don't worry. No one will see it. The guards can only patrol outside the tower and are strictly not allowed to go near the tower." The king added: "It's still long tonight. We can take our time and have fun."
Elaine clenched her fists that were holding the sheets hard, and Arthur could vaguely hear the crackling sound of the kid's fist joints.
"Do you know, when you first came to treat me for my rheumatism, I knew you were a priceless treasure." The king added, "You must not be a doctor, but a witch doctor, right? Otherwise it would be impossible to explain, you
How to absorb the disease from my body. That is definitely not the scope of medical skills."
Elaine didn't answer.
"But none of this is important. I will not hand you over to the church. You are my unique treasure. It doesn't matter whether you are a witch doctor or a wizard, as long as you can meet my needs." Charles VII said again. Asia
Se could vaguely hear the sound of someone rubbing someone else's skin with their hands, and Elaine seemed to have been pushed down on the bed.
"Before I met you, I was extremely unlucky. My throne was never recognized by the nobles. I suffered a huge defeat in the battle of Verneuil, and even the battlefield in Burgundy was in danger. It was precisely because of you that I lost all my strength.
The disease and bad luck were all sucked away, and I started to get lucky. The result? A village woman who called herself a saint suddenly appeared and led the army to win the war. I was successfully crowned king. And your adoptive father also seemed to have enlightened.
You gave me a large sum of money to bring this country back to life. All this is thanks to you, my pure white lucky star, my pure and innocent Geoffrey."
(Oh my God!)
"The Saint is just a clown, a charlatan who emerged to pursue fame and fortune when the country was in dire straits. Without her, there would have been another one who would have come out to save the country. But you, Jofre, you are the only one who truly comes from
The person behind the scenes who changed the fate of the entire country is you."
Elaine let out a series of low gasps: "No way!"
"You can say no, but your body is very upright." Charles VII chuckled, ignoring Elaine's weak objections, and continued to caress him: "I won this war. This country was saved by you. You
You have successfully saved this one, now it’s time to save me. Come on, relax, Mr. Wizard. Open the dark and profound magical door in your body, and suck away all the disease and bad luck from my body again!
I finally negotiated terms with the arrogant Duke of Burgundy, but now I have a lot of bad luck (pressure) accumulated in my body!"
"Hey!" Elaine groaned, which seemed to be a signal of agreement.
Arthur also sprang out from under the bed at lightning speed, first kicked Elaine out, and then struck from behind the King of France, pressing a sharp dagger against the neck of Charles VII.