Chapter 975: I like your rust smell (87)
"In our castle, is Fernand's eyeliner worse than his one?"
Clarence laughed lowly, and shrugged his shoulders. "As long as Fernand wants to know when I get up, when to rest, and even when it is convenient... He can be accurate to the second, right? ?"
"Anyway, I'm just that unscrupulous brother who only wants to usurp his throne in my heart."
With that said, he slowly stood up and walked towards the garden outside the house.
As he walked, he raised his slender arm and swayed it lightly, "If you can't cure it, don't cure it. Let it go."
"Owner……"
Seeing his own Duke's back, the old butler paused, couldn't help lowering his shoulders, and sighed helplessly.
The shepherd boy by the window turned and left silently after watching this scene.
Before Marbury could relax, he only felt his eyes flashed again.
This time, his ancestor's perspective instantly shifted to a magnificent palace.
Here, Marbury still recognizes it.
This is the living room of the King's Royal Palace, dedicated to His Majesty the King.
Sure enough, it was Fernand I, who was known as the "King of Ren", and a middle-aged man wearing a pope's robes standing in front of Little Marbury at this moment.
He should be the legendary Phoenix.
Marbury was thinking, only to feel that his ancestors suddenly stepped forward and walked in front of these two people.
"Your Majesty, Lord Pope,"
He saluted the two of them, and then secretly bit his lower lip.
Finally, he continued, "I have done everything you ordered."
"real?!"
When the two heard this, their eyes suddenly brightened.
Fernand I was more like a reconfirmation, and asked ecstatically, "So, you watched Clarence take'that'?"
"Yes."
Little Marbury nodded lightly.
"That's great, Your Majesty!"
Upon hearing this, Pope Phoenix could not help clapping his hands, paused, and congratulated Fernand I with excitement.
His eyes were filled with the joy of success, "Your Majesty, since the Duke has taken the medicine I prepared, I can't think of seven days, he will definitely get sick...Then we have to get ready to get to York Mountain soon. Lest unnecessary incidents occur!"
"The widow thinks so too! The Pope, let's make arrangements quickly..."
...
Marbury stood with little Marbury on the spot, quietly listening to the plan of the king and the pope.
They didn't treat him as an outsider.
He was even regarded as a trivial ant, and he was not afraid of him at all.
Because of this, let Marbury hear all the conspiracy from beginning to end.
It turned out that the Duke of York was not a vampire at all, but a patient suffering from severe anemia.
But his intelligence and talent, to the then King Fernand I, was even more fearful and fearful than the devil in the dark night.
Ever since, he found the Pope of Phoenix, and got a plant that was listed as a banned drug in the theocracy—purple orchid.
Marbury naturally knows that the so-called purplish red orchid is the original plant that can extract the "violanthin" that has been widely used in the treatment of hematopoietic disorders hundreds of years later.
But he didn't know until now that it turned out that hundreds of years ago, this herbal medicine could extract a substance called "purpurin".