The flames slammed against the wooden door, and it didn't take long to burn through the door, and even worse, the smoke entered the room through the cracks, and it only took a moment for the people inside to suffocate to death.

"We're finished, we're going to die, it's disgusting." Mars panicked hysterical, perhaps he didn't understand how he could have been sacrificed by Francis.

"Are there windows and other exits?" Harvey asked Mars with a cough.

"No, God, I don't want to die yet." Mars shook his head and said with a sad face.

"Take your clothes off." Arold ripped Mars off his clothes, tore them into many pieces, and laid them on the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Mars's eyes were red, and he coughed violently, looking at Arold in confusion, only to see Arold undo his pants and urinate on the torn splinters on the ground.

"Here, cover it in your mouth and nose." Arold endured the smoke and covered his face with a cloth soaked in urine, the soaked cloth could filter the harm of smoke, Harvey followed Arold without saying a word, Mars looked at the coaxing cloth in disgust, but in the choice of survival and cleanliness, he still chose the latter without hesitation.

"Whew, it stinks, but I can finally breathe, and now we lift the wooden table and break down the door, and rush out to fight with them." Arold covered his mouth and nose with a urine cloth with one hand, and lifted a wooden table with the other, Harvey hurriedly stepped forward to help, and even Mars also reached out to help.

"Maybe the archers are waiting outside the door." Harvey reminded Arrod.

"Leave to die and come back to life." Arold didn't care if Harvey understood it or not, he lifted the wooden table and rushed towards the burning wooden door, the fire and heat scorching all around, as if they were rushing towards the gates of hell.

"Boom~~~." The door, which was already burned to the brim, collapsed under the impact of Arold and others. As soon as the wooden door fell, Arold didn't care about the flames, and rushed out with an arrow, the flames licked his arms and legs, and the burning stinging pain stimulated his nerves, but he couldn't care about everything, he just felt that there was a figure in front of him, so he punched him fiercely.

"Stop. Stop it. Arrod's fist struck one man in the jaw, knocking the man to the ground, and just as Arold turned to knock out the other who was holding him, a majestic voice came.

"Arold, stop." Under the threat of fire and death, Arold became a little insane, and he could not hear any other sound, but only to kill the enemy in front of him, just as he drew the sword from the waist of the fallen soldier. Harvey grabbed him from behind.

"Ahh Arold's face was dark, he opened his mouth wide and roared, the hair on his head curled up with fire, and he held his sword like a demon in hell.

"Enough, we're safe, you see it's the Duke of Burgundy." Harvey's face was also covered in soot, and she tightened his grip from Arryd's creaky socket. Said to Arold.

"Whew." It was only then that Arrod gradually calmed down, and he saw Francis kneeling in the corner. Two duke's guards stood beside him, and the Duke of Burgundy, surrounded by other guards, was watching Arold and the others.

"You're getting emboldened to set fire to my castle." Francis's face was a little pale, and he quickly raised his head to face the angry Duke of Burgundy.

"Lord Duke, this is a misunderstanding. I'm just here to put out the fire. Francis argued.

"Nonsense, this is simply you setting fire to want to kill us, Mars also wants to kill you, don't you testify?" Harvey glared at Francis and said to the Duke of Burgundy.

"Professor Mars. Is this true? You are a nobleman, and your testimony is the most valuable. The Duke of Burgundy asked Professor Mars, who was behind Arrod, panting against the wall.

"I, I don't know." To Arrod and Harvey's surprise, Mars lowered his head and said nothing.

"You, you bastard, I would have known that the fire would have burned you." Harvey cursed angrily, and Mars lowered his head and said nothing, as if he had a hard time of his own, and Arroda pulled Harvey's hand and told her to stop cursing.

"We believe in the Duke's own judgment." Arold reached out and wiped his face with his sleeve, and spoke high-sounding words, and the Duke of Burgundy did not seem to want to pursue the matter any further.

"Don't worry, take them down to wash up and get their clothes ready." The Duke of Burgundy turned to the guard.

"Yes, Lord Duke." The guards bowed to the duke and left with Arrod and the others, who looked at Francis with a calm expression as he left.

In the castle of the Duke of Burgundy, located in the basement, there is a large pool, and the servants pour hot water into the pool, and people can soak their whole bodies in the pool, and the hot water will soak people's bodies, and the servants will prepare mellow wine for the guests next to the pool.

"Ah, that's good." Arold made a comfortable sound in the pool, and Harvey seemed to be in another pool, with a wall between them.

"Thank you so much for saving me today." Soaking in the same pool as Arold was Mars, an Italian nobleman who seemed to be preoccupied, and Arold was sure that there must be some kind of secret between him and Francis, otherwise he would not be silent in the face of the duke's questioning.

"It's strange that if someone were going to kill me, I would have bitten him hard even before I died, and you knew that Francis was going to kill you, but you didn't resist at all." Arold leaned against the edge of the pool and asked Mars.

"It's something between us, and although I feel sad and it gives me a sense of betrayal, I can't, can't." Mars said with a choked up.

"Hmph, I'm not interested in what happened between you, but why did you kill me?" Arold snorted coldly and asked Mars.

"Because Her Royal Highness the princess is going to be healed by you, you must die." Mars washed his face with water, as if his emotions had calmed down a little, and then said to Arrod.

"Isn't Her Royal Highness the wife of Francis?" Arold rubbed the dirt and soot off his body as he continued.

"Yes, but Francis didn't want to be the duke's son-in-law, he always wanted to marry a royal woman so that he could become a member of the royal family." Mars was honest with Arold.

"I see, I see." After listening to Mars's words, Arold suddenly realized, he said that a princess in the palace could be infected with this disease, and if it is not a chaotic relationship between men and women, then it can only be infected by the closest people around her.

"You know, well, you're a terrible person, and I think you're the most mysterious person in this court." Mars looked at Arrod, who suddenly came to his senses, he didn't believe that Arold would understand the joints, but after what he had experienced with Arrod, he felt that Arold seemed to have nothing he could not do.

"What are your plans? There's no guarantee that Francis won't attack you again. Arold looked at this Italian nobleman who was originally going to kill himself, human beings are sometimes so strange, people who have experienced life and death together can turn hostility into friendship.

"Leaving this sad place and returning to my hometown, I have a hunch that maybe we will be able to meet again." A smile appeared on Mars's face, he absolutely did not believe that the calm-faced physician on the other side was really just a wandering doctor, and he was sure that Arrod was just some aristocratic spy, who had come with some kind of mission, just like himself.

"Well, good luck." Arold picked up his glass and greeted Professor Mars.

When everyone had finished bathing and changed into neat clothes, Arold had just walked out of the bathroom, and a waiter who had been waiting for a long time stepped forward to lead Arold to another room.

"Lord Duke is waiting for you here." The squire stood in front of a wall that looked like an ordinary wall in the cloister, and Arrod looked at the squire in wonder.

"Squeak." Suddenly, the attendant lifted the tapestry on the upper right side of the wall, reached out and pressed down a brick of different colors behind it, and suddenly the wall creaked, and the place that was originally the wall turned, and it turned out to be a secret door.

"Please come in." The attendant gestured to Arrod, who frowned and strode in.

Inside, there was a spacious room, and the Duke of Burgundy was standing between a wooden table and a shelf of papers, and he heard Arrod's footsteps, and turned to look at Arrod in astonishment.

"What? Haven't you seen a secret door before? The Duke of Burgundy asked, looking at Arrod.

"I've seen it, but it's the first time it's such an elaborate secret door." Arold replied honestly.

"Hehe, a well-informed wandering physician." The Duke of Burgundy reached out and pulled over a wooden chair, which was exquisitely crafted, not only made of sturdy materials, but also with a lot of thought into the details.

"I'm a lowly wandering doctor, busy with three meals a day." Arold bowed to the Duke of Burgundy.

"What a respectable man, but, given your performance, do you think you can still hide it?" The Duke of Burgundy narrowed his eyes and said with a slight smile.

"Oh?" Arold was a little surprised, but he also knew that he was too decisive and really didn't look like a doctor.

"Anyway, you saved my daughter, and it stands to reason that I should reward you." The Duke of Burgundy, leaning back in his chair, said to Arold, "But if you have other intentions, I will have to lock you up in a dungeon." ”

"Hmm." Arold frowned when he heard this, and his gaze unconsciously fell on the left side of the duke, and on the weapon rack on the left, there were battle axes, long swords, and daggers, each weapon was extremely sharp, and emitted a little cold light. (To be continued.) )