Soon, the group arrived at the gate of the Baron's Palace.

There were two heavily armed shield soldiers standing by the door, and when they saw Rosen, one of the guards pointed to the sharpened iron rod in Rosen's hand: "What is this?" ”

Rosen shook his iron tongs: "I'm an alchemist, this is my wand." ”

"Magic ...... Magic wand? The guard was stunned for a moment, and a trace of awe suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Then this thing can't be brought in." ”

The butler Matt was also startled, he originally thought that this was just a sharpened iron rod, although this thing was a bit lethal, but in the hands of a thin young man like Rosen, it was just an ornament.

So he didn't have much to do, but he didn't expect that this would be an alchemist's wand.

The other soldier who escorted Rosen all the way over had sharper eyes, and he sneered softly: "The magic wand of bullshit is a fire stick, and it looks like it has just been sharpened." ”

Rosen smiled at the soldier, "Man, you're a man who understands. ”

After speaking, he waved the iron rod and said to the guard at the door: "Isn't it okay to bring such an iron rod?" ”

The guard waved his hand, no longer dwelling on the iron rod, but he stretched out his hand and pointed at the spiral troll and asked, "What is this?" ”

"My warhammer, self-defense."

"War ....... Warhammer? The guard's eyes widened, and he looked Rosen up and down, especially at Rosen's thin arm: "With your physique, with a war hammer?" ”

The weight of the war hammer is generally on the large side, and those who can fight with this thing are generally strong men as strong as oxen, which is common knowledge in the army.

Of course, Rosen knew what the guards were thinking, and he said seriously: "What, I use a war hammer, do you have an opinion?" ”

The guards waved their hands again and again, looking at Rosen's gaze as if they were looking at a mentally retarded person: "No opinion~ No opinion, you can go in." ”

He stopped standing in his way, out of the way.

The group entered the courtyard.

The courtyard is very lively, farmers, blacksmith apprentices, soldiers, grooms, etc., people of all identities come and go busily, and there are also a large number of war materials piled up in the courtyard, a large pile of grain, horseshoe iron, swords, guns, bows and arrows, armor, etc., a strong atmosphere of preparation for war is coming.

"Uncle Matt, is the bandit a serious problem?" Rosen couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Matt nodded subconsciously, but then waved his hand again and said, "It's not something you should worry about. With the Lord here, Sunderland won't have any problems. ”

Well, Rosen is once again being ignored because of his age.

Matt led Rosen through the courtyard and finally stopped at the entrance to the small garden next to the main building, where he stretched out his hand to make an invitation: "My master is waiting for you inside." ”

"Alone?" Rosen asked.

Matt hesitated for a moment and whispered, "And the magician, Lord Romley." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Matt." Rosen bowed in thanks, and at the same time, his hand touched his pocket, and there were more than a dozen Runtes, and he secretly handed over the money: "Uncle, a little respect." ”

Matt was stunned for a moment, quickly looked left and right, and after confirming that no one was paying attention, he quietly reached out to take it, his face softened a lot, and he reminded softly: "Romley is not very friendly to you, but don't worry, with the master by his side, he doesn't dare to do anything to you." ”

"Hmm."

Rosen knew this, he took a deep breath, and walked into the small garden with his sharpened iron rod.

The garden is circular, about seven or eight meters in diameter, there is a small rain pavilion built in the center, the garden is surrounded by a circle of wooden frames more than two meters high, the shelves are full of trumpet vines, it is autumn at this time, the trumpet flowers are withered, but the dead vines are not disposed of, it forms a barrier between the inside and outside.

Baron Draco, who was as thick as a brown bear, sat in the rain pavilion, and not far from him stood a young man in his mid-30s, with brown hair, a thick cowhide robe, and thick cowhide gloves on his hands, and in his left hand a long wooden stick with an iron end almost 20 centimeters long.

It was indeed the standard Nilogaard sorcerer's attire.

Before this, there seemed to be some unpleasantness between the baron and the magician, and both of them did not look very good.

With such a quick glance, Rosen had already obtained a lot of information, and he quickly analyzed in his mind: "The whole body is wrapped in thick cowhide armor, which can be heat-insulated, electrically insulated, and can also be used as a simple armor. Hold an Iron Man, which is the standard weapon for electric attacks..... Well, I guessed that right, this guy's melee magic is the most common lightning attack. ’

After a flash of thought, Rosen walked outside the pavilion and shouted respectfully, "Uncle." ”

When Baron Draco saw Rosen, he immediately beckoned, "Come in." ”

Entering the Rain Pavilion, Lawson asked knowingly, "Uncle, it will take at least a month for your high-level magic mirror to be built......

The baron waved his hand and asked with a serious face, "Don't worry about the magic mirror for now." I ask you, have you brought into town two patients covered in abscesses and infected with the plague? ”

Rosen simply shook his head and denied: "No." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man immediately took a step forward and sneered, "Still say no? Mary and Little Alice of Grassy Slopes, I saw you bring them into Sunderland. ”

"Ah, you said they?" Rosen looked 'surprised': "I brought them into Sunderland, but they only got rosespots, not the plague at all?" ”

"Fart!" Romeley's cane pointed at Rosen, and said sharply: "The whole body is covered with abscesses, emitting a strong stench of rotten flesh, and in a year and a half, it has infected more than 20 villagers in Caopo Village in a row, isn't this a plague?!" ”

As soon as he said this, Rosen had already confirmed the guess in his mind.

Originally, he only speculated that the villagers of Caopo Village were infected with the disease because someone was secretly causing trouble, but now Romley's direct disregard for the facts has clearly exposed his ugly behavior.

Rosen straightened up and sneered: "Since it's a plague, then I've been bringing people into the town for two days, why hasn't anyone been infected?" ”

"That's not long enough!"

Rosen asked, "Mary and little Alice had rosemacules five years ago, why did they start contagioning a year and a half ago?" ”

Romley's eyes flickered for a moment, and after half a second, he changed the subject: "That's exactly what I'm studying." It turned out that Mary was not only infected with roseacea, but also contracted some kind of peculiar plague. ”

Rosen sneered, and the subject suddenly changed: "Oh, you've been studying rosemacules, haven't you?" ”

Romley looked proud: "This is natural, I have been trying my best to find a cure for rosemacules, and there have been many results." ”

Rosen immediately asked, "In that case, what happened to me for you, in Berkeley, the city of freedom, for those who got rosacea?" ”

"This ...... Of course, he died of illness. ”

Rosen immediately asked, "What did it look like when you died?" ”

"This ......," Romley realized he had fallen into a trap.

"Hehe, you don't dare say yes, do you? I'll tell you for you. Rosen exclaimed, "The people who died of rose spotted rash in Berkeley, the city of freedom, are covered with abscesses, just like Mary now!" ”

"Shh~~~" Baron Draco gasped and looked at Romley, "Is this true?" ”

Before, Rosen's question was fast and fast, Romley's mind couldn't turn for a while, and when the baron asked, he subconsciously nodded, nodded halfway, he finally came back to his senses, and immediately shook his head and denied: "No, it's not, he's lying!" ”

It's a pity that he has been exposed.

Baron Draco's face turned pale, and he stood up with a pout, and roared, "Dias! You're still lying to me! I'm asking you once, whether the truth is as Rosen said! This is the last chance, I want to hear the truth! ”

The baron has been a lord for a long time, and his body is as thick as a bear, and his eyes are suddenly glaring, like a fierce beast that is about to choose people to devour, and his momentum is very amazing.

Dias involuntarily took a step back, unable to speak for a moment.

"Huh~~" The baron let out a long breath, sat down on the chair dejectedly, and stretched out his hand to support his forehead: "It seems that what Rosen said is true, I am really terminally ill, and I will die of sores all over my body." ”

Dias immediately comforted: "Lord Lord, things are not so bad, I have been studying for more than a year, and I have learned a lot about this disease, and I have found that the use of mercury can be ......"

As soon as he heard the word mercury, Rosen was overjoyed: 'Haha, he dared to mention mercury, he was really self-defeating.' ’

He took a step forward and roared, "Dias, you despicable, trying to kill the baron?!" ”

"You fart!" Dias almost jumped.

Rosen sneered repeatedly: "Do you really think I don't know anything?" In Berkeley, the city of Liberty, mercury is used to treat rosacea. But without exception, none of the people being treated live to live for more than a month. How dare you do this to the Baron now! ”

This hit the point, Dias's psychological defense almost collapsed, and he was dumbfounded: "You...... You're so young, you've only been learning alchemy for a year, how can you possibly know this? ”

This reaction was enough, and Lawson turned to the baron and said, "Uncle, Dias's intentions are extremely sinister, please be careful!" ”

With a tired look on his face, the baron looked up at Dias and said, "I have long been suspicious of you, but I have always hoped that you will find a cure. As a result, you didn't find anything, and now you want to kill me. I'm disappointed in you. ”

Dias immediately defended: "No, it's not like that. Mercury therapy is dangerous, but there are precedents for success, and I will not lie. Moreover, no one knows rosacea better than I do, and if you kill me, you will have no hope, my lord! ”

These words pierced the baron's soft underbelly, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face.

He was now like a drowning man, struggling in the water, and although he knew that Dias was just an unreliable straw, he couldn't help but hold on to him.

"Really...... Success? He asked.

When Dias heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, he took a step forward and said, "Lord Lord, the mercury therapy is indeed very unstable, but give me another half a year...... No...... In three months, I will definitely be able to ......"

"Enough, Joker!" Lawson suddenly shouted.

Dias was furious, he had already killed Rosen, a spoiler, and now, this guy has come to spoil him again, he really wants to break this kid into pieces!

He turned around abruptly and roared at Rosen: "An alchemy apprentice, what qualifications do you have to speak to me like this!" ”

Rosen laughed: "Eligibility? I'll show you my qualifications! ”

He reached out and took out a glass bottle containing white powder from his bosom and smiled, "That's my qualification." ”

The baron was stunned for a moment, looked at the glass bottle and said, "This bottle looks beautiful......"

Dias was also a little puzzled: "What is this?" ”

Rosen smiled slightly, turned his head to look at Baron Draco, and said in a calm voice: "The antidote to rosacea has proven to be extremely effective in Mary and little Alice. That's what I qualify! ”

"Really?!" The baron almost jumped to his feet, and the expression on his face was wonderful, as if he wanted to believe it, but he was afraid that his hopes would be dashed.

"You're lying!"

Dias roared angrily.