"Haqiu~~." Alod was wrapped in a woolen blanket, sitting on the bed trembling, and several maids brought the medicinal soup prepared by Miss Shirley, which was extremely spicy, and the bowl of green was disgusting to see Arold.

"Drink it quickly, Miss Shirley, and if you don't, you'll get sick." Princess Josie gently picked up the medicine bowl, fed Arold with a silver spoon to drink the medicine, and instructed.

"She, she's right, she has to go." Arold pinched his nose and endured the unpleasant taste, but he also had to drink it, he knew that it would be a bad thing if he caught a cold in this era.

"Goo, goo." Arold frowned and drank the medicine, but he smiled smugly when he finished it.

"My dear wife, do you think I'm a very romantic person?"

"My dear husband, your way, when I first attended a noble banquet, there were young men singing under the windowsill." Princess Josie said dismissively.

"What? But I remember it was fashionable! Listening to Princess Josie's words, Arold said in surprise that he remembered that in Shakespeare's plays, it was very popular with young men and girls in Europa, but he did not think that it might be Shakespeare's plagiarism.

"Except for your candle and petals, everything else is pretty much the same." Princess Josie continued to add that Arrod was dejected, and he, an otaku, thought that his romantic tricks could not even be deceived by the ancients.

"Ah, what a failure." Arrod sighed.

"However, I am still very touched that you are willing to brave the cold wind and do all this for me, this is your heart." Princess Josie smiled and looked at Arrod shyly. He said with love.

"I~." Arold was about to explain again, but Princess Josie had already pounced on Arrod, and everything seemed to be free.

The maids left the bedroom with a smile on their faces, tiptoeing behind the door of the bedroom, and everyone but the valet at the door retreated.

The next day. The sunlight shone through the window into the bedroom, and Arold sat up in a daze, he looked down at Princess Josie who was smiling contentedly in her sleep, and gently removed the princess's snow-white arms.

"Aha." Arold kissed the princess's forehead contentedly, he couldn't bear to disturb the princess's rest, and couldn't help rubbing his waist and eyes a little proudly.

Arold and Princess Josie reconciled and did not cause much turmoil, but another thing happened quietly, just when Arold was full of thought that everything would be smooth.

"Good wine. Wine. "A drunken civilian, lying staggered on a wooden cart with hay, an empty wine bottle in his arms, and disgusting saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

"Goo-goo." The hen walked past him with her chicks and cooed.

"Load, load." The industrious merchants, who commanded the men and carried the goods on their backs to the market, did not pay attention to the drunken civilians on the corners of the streets.

"Hmm. Belch. The drunken civilian suddenly woke up from his hangover, and he rubbed his eyes stained with. He staggered to his feet, and was about to return to his humble home, when he suddenly opened his mouth, and the yellow liquid shot out of his mouth like an arrow.

"Damn it, you're all throwing up in my shoes." The merchant who passed by scolded angrily.

"Uhh But the civilian did not refute or apologize. Instead, he fell to his knees, clutching his abdomen and vomiting, while a foul smell permeated the street.

"What the hell, damn it!" The people around them covered their noses and ran away. They looked at the civilian in disgust.

Hurried footsteps sounded in the hall of the lord, and the courtiers of Mecklenburg hurried towards the conference hall, their expressions extremely shocked and frightened, even the always steady Dylan. Matt urged his servants too, and all the torches in the main tower were lit without hesitation, and the whole of Mecklenburg shone like day.

"How many people are infected with dysentery?" Arjod stood in the chamber with a haggard face, and he shouted loudly to his courtiers.

"Lord Duke, we don't know yet, but the death toll is increasing, and the gravedigger says that more than twenty people have been buried." Dylan. Matt and Brother Elvet report to Arrod.

"What? More than twenty people, so fast. Arold looked at them in surprise, from the time he learned that dysentery had begun to spread in the territory, but in just two days, more than twenty people had died, which was too fast.

"Yes, we didn't expect dysentery to spread so quickly, and we had to isolate the sick from the healthy as instructed by the doctor." Brother Elvet reports to Arrod.

"That's right, I remember that there was a spare warehouse in the northeast corner of the castle, and I put the sick there, and at the same time ordered everyone not to drink raw water." Arrod instructed.

"Raw water?" Dylan. Matt asked curiously.

"Even if there is no boiling water, and the patient's vomit and utensils will be burned, if someone misuses it, it will be contagious." Arrod desperately mobilized the knowledge in his mind, but fortunately he remembered that dysentery was a disease that occurred when he accidentally drank raw water and was infected with the germs inside.

"Yes, Lord Duke, we will do so."

"Oh~~." While Arold was discussing with the courtiers how to deal with the sudden outbreak of the epidemic, one of the guards guarding the door suddenly vomited, which immediately alarmed the courtiers in the conference hall.

"Ah, God~!" The courtiers and others took refuge, fearing that the contagious disease would infect themselves.

"Quick, get him out of the castle." Dylan. Matt hurriedly ordered loudly, the servants did not dare to slack off, as long as they held back their fear and took the sick guards away.

"It's too bad." Arrod sat on the chair tiredly, not expecting that even the people in his own court were actually infected with germs.

"Hurry." Since the beginning of the epidemic of dysentery in Mecklenburg, the originally bustling market began to become deserted, and the merchants rushed to flee Mecklenburg, fearing to die here, at first the other territories did not understand what was happening, but after hearing about the epidemic dysentery in Mecklenburg, they also immediately closed the border, and sternly refused to enter people from Mecklenburg.

But even with such drastic measures, dysentery inevitably spread in the surrounding territories, and people without any medical facilities and medical knowledge collapsed as if they were cursed and died in their own feces and urine. (To be continued.) )