A sudden contagion dealt a severe blow to Mecklenburg's economy and population, and Arold did not expect that the ancient times would have such poor resistance to disease.

"Don't worry, Arold, it's helpless for this kind of thing to happen, we can only pray to God now that this punishment will pass as soon as possible." Princess Josie put her arm on Arold's shoulders and comforted him softly.

"Hey, those people who are infected with dysentery are all dying of dehydration, and in the absence of medical treatment, they can only be gathered together and wait for death, this senseless death and injury really makes me sad." Looking at the number of deaths reported every day, Arold was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do, but his precautions from the afterlife did help.

"Miss Shirley is also working herbs, but it doesn't seem to be very effective." Princess Josie rested her chin on Arrod and said to Arrod.

"Ordinary herbs can't kill germs, they can only rely on their own resistance." Arold said with a sigh.

"I wish this disaster was over soon." Princess Josie looked at the cross on the wooden table and prayed to the crucifix on the cross, Mecklenburg was completely blocked, the food of the nobles was hung from the castle tower by the guards, and if a person infected with dysentery was found, he would be removed from the castle.

But not everyone obeyed this rule, so the maiden Leila walked out of the castle with food, and walked with difficulty with her basket towards the northeast corner where everyone was trying to hide, where a large warehouse was crowded with sick people, and only a few volunteer friars worked, who fed the sick with diarrhea.

"Are you any better?" Leila distributed the basket of food to the sick, and except for a few people who were less severe, everyone just waited for death with their eyes open, and everyone knew that the disease was incurable.

"Why are you here again?" A monk saw Leila. Quickly taking off the mask of the crow with its long beak, the people of the Middle Ages believed that the crow, the messenger of death, was able to deceive the god of death.

"Is there anything I can do?" Leila's eyes were wide open, she was full of compassion for these suffering, but as a civilian girl, she couldn't do anything.

"Leila, since you can be in the castle, you shouldn't have come out, do you know how many people can't hide inside?" The monk sighed. Take her out of this stinking warehouse.

"However, there are some of these people I know, and they take good care of me on weekdays, and I can't leave them alone." Leila glanced at the warehouse, and the painful ** sound of people in the dim warehouse seemed to transplant hell to the world.

"Unfortunately, this is God's will, and if it were not for the misdeeds of the Duke of Mecklenburg, the Lord would not have sent such a calamity." The monk shook his head regretfully.

"The Duke is a good man. Everything he did was for the people of Mecklenburg. Leila frowned and immediately retorted that Arold was very noble in her heart, so no one was allowed to slander her.

"Okay, okay, you stubborn little girl, but now your noble duke, let these people wait for death~." The monk spread his hands and said to Lyra.

"I'll ask the Duke." Leila said stubbornly.

"Don't go. Leila, you're just a commoner, and those nobles can't listen to you. "The monk wants to stop Leila. But the depressed Leila had already turned away, leaving only the basket with the food.

Not far from Leila's departure, an agile figure followed, the darkness of the night providing him with concealment, and in the hazy moonlight shining on his face, it turned out to be Leila's father, the coward Jodo.

Early the next morning. Arold held the usual court meeting in the hall of the lord, but the courtiers were listless, they were all about to suffer a nervous breakdown from the terrible contagion, because no one knew where the invisible germ would come from.

"Anything else? If nothing happens, they will be dispersed. Arold looked at the listless courtier. Helpless and disheartened, he had to wave his hand to let the courtiers disperse.

"Lord Duke, I ask to see Lord Duke." Suddenly, Lyra's voice came from outside the door, and the guards tried their best to prevent her from entering, after all, the lord's hall of the main tower was not just for people to break into.

"Lyra, what are you doing here? The Duke is discussing matters with the nobles. The guards weren't too rude to Leila, who was the mistress of the castle's bakery, and Laila provided the bread for everyone in the castle.

"I have something important to see the Duke." Kella was unrelenting, and at this moment Arrod's order came from the lord's hall.

"The Duke wants to see the noisy people outside."

"Yes." The guards let Leila into the hall of the lords, who straightened her dress and strode into the main tower.

"Hmm." Although Leila mustered up the courage to enter the lord's hall, when she saw the courtiers lined up in the hall, these nobles were all wearing gold and silver ornaments, and wearing colorful Germanic robes, and they all looked at Leila with a proud expression, and Arrod, who sat on the lord's throne, was even more powerful.

"Oh, it's Leila, what's the matter?" With his chin in his left hand and a silver wine glass in his right hand, Arold looked at Leila standing in front of him suspiciously.

"Duke, Lord Duke." Leila took a deep breath, she was struck by the momentum of the nobles, and she couldn't speak well.

"What the hell is the matter with you, the bakery? The Duke is very busy. Brother Elvet said impatiently to Lyra.

"Of course I have important things to do." Remembering the people suffering in the warehouse, Leila straightened up and made eye contact with Brother Elvet.

"Hahaha, Brother Elvet just let Leila finish speaking." Arrod looked at Leila's appearance, remembering the first time he met her by the river, he had seen the stubbornness of this girl.

"Lord Duke, those poor sick people are suffering in the warehouse, please Lord Lord save them." Leila said to Arold, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Leila, I'm sorry that although I'm the Duke of Mecklenburg, there's nothing I can do about this disease." Arold sighed, shook his head, and said.

"But, as a duke, and thou hast always been so wise, that even kings and princes admire thee, and thou hast a way." Leila looked at Arrod on the lord's throne in disbelief, and she had the impression that Arold was almost omnipotent.

"Me." Arold leaned on the throne, he had nothing to say, and he seemed to be too a failure as a traverser, and the words from the mouth of a girl who admired him made him even more frustrated. (To be continued.) )