It's impossible to happen, Alpha is well aware ... If there is no antidote, the effect of the potion will never diminish - but the situation in front of him is really incomprehensible to him, the Duke of Angmar seems to have regained some consciousness since three days ago, no matter how much potion he gives the other party to drink, it will not work, and when he walked into the room yesterday, the duke even suddenly asked the question "Where is Sally?"

Alpha, who was experiencing this situation for the first time, was so frightened that he almost threw his food out.

After such a situation, every time he walked into this bedroom, it was a torment for Alpha, and he was afraid that one day the duke would suddenly get rid of the effects of the potion and regain consciousness - what would he do if that happened?

Kill him first?No, Lord Ansardin won't spare him...

When such a thought lingered in his mind, he had already come behind the Duke of Angmar, gently put the food aside, and was about to say something, when he saw the old man in front of the window slowly turn his head, blink his eyes a few times, and whispered: "Alpha, hasn't Sally come back yet?"

Asking Sally how she was doing, several times in a row, Alpha naturally understood what this meant—he adjusted his mood and said in a low voice, "Mademoiselle is still in retreat at the monastery, and I have sent someone to inform her of the news of your improvement, and I believe she will be back soon." ”

"Oh? That's good, that's good. ”

Consciousness was not fully restored, but he only remembered a few things, and he couldn't understand them vaguely. The Duke of Angmar was in a state of half-asleep and half-awake at this time, and what he said was instinctive.

"The meal is ready, I'll help—"

Before he finished speaking, Alpha looked at the scrawny Duke Angmar in front of him in amazement, because the other party was supporting his body and slowly stood up.

Although he was already shocked in his heart, Alpha still took a few steps to Angmar, helped him to the dining table and sat down, and then continued to maintain a stunned expression as he watched the old man who couldn't eat or use a fork before eat all the food in front of him in one go!

The soup containing the potion was picked up by Angmar and snorted and drunk, and the old man wiped his mouth as if he had drunk wine in his youth. Alpha even wondered if he had made a mistake with the potion, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible, because there was no antidote to this potion in his own hands!

What the hell is going on?

Angmar's face had improved a lot in the past few days, and even his skeleton-like body had gradually regained a little bit of vitality, and Alpha felt that his five or even ten years of hard work were gradually coming to naught—and the result of failure was absolutely beyond his reach.

What to do, what to do, what to do...

He frowned slightly, cleaned up the tableware with a slightly sluggish movement, glanced at the old duke, and found that the other party was actually breathing slowly with his eyes closed, and the breath was already many times stronger than the previous "Qi Ruosi".

Otherwise, it's better to report to Lord Ansadine?

Thinking like this, Alpha helped the Duke to sit on the bed and turned to leave, but after leaving the room, he suddenly remembered one thing - the number of times the old duke went to the toilet these days seems to be... More than before?

Usually the servants were in charge of these things, so he didn't dare to confirm it for a while, and after having such a thought in his heart, he immediately walked towards the servant's room downstairs, preparing to confirm such a fact as soon as possible.

If it's true, then it proves that the duke is really taking an antidote or something else out of his sight.

He strode and closed the door behind him, but he didn't notice that outside the window next to him, a pair of hands were gently picking at the eaves at the edge...

............

When he rolled over and climbed onto the balcony of the Duke's Palace, Roddy's movements seemed to be mastered.

Things like climbing up stairs and climbing over windows have been done a lot in the game before. Because of the characteristics of the previous Ranger class, the first thing Roddy has to do every time he fights is to find a commanding height and cover to confirm his maximum lethality - so let alone climbing this kind of three-story mansion, even if he climbs the "Rosicrucian" monastery cathedral dozens of meters high, it is something that can be done in minutes.

After jumping lightly onto the balcony, he reached out and tugged at the scimitar on his back. Today's operation was an infiltration, so he didn't carry the short bow that got in the way when climbing the stairs, but only carried a scimitar and dagger as an emergency weapon... After all, this is the Duke's Palace, heavily guarded and guarded, sneaking in seems easy, but in fact, taking a wrong step is the result of being beaten to death, if there is a necklace that can be used to stealth, Roddy will not choose this troublesome and clumsy way.

He also understood that it was impossible for him to fight anyone in the Duke's Palace, after all, once he alarmed the security of this mansion, his current strength would not be able to kill at all, and it would be useless to bring any weapons.

Walking from the balcony into the bedroom, the candles in the room swaying from the breeze blowing from the window, Roddy saw the old duke lying on the bed, who was asleep with his eyes closed, and did not react to Roddy's arrival at all.

"It's the last bottle, and you have to get up when you're done drinking. ”

Roddy was not worried that someone would come in and find himself at such a time, for he had observed for a long time before entering for the first time, and once the old duke had fallen asleep, no one would come in and disturb him until dawn. So at this time, he took out the antidote in a leisurely manner, walked up to the Duke of Angmar, bent down, stretched out his hand and patted the other party's face - "Hey, hey, wake up, it's time to take the medicine." ”

The "snapping" sound of the hand clapping on the face was very crisp, and if any of the servants of the Duke's Palace were present, it was estimated that they would be frightened stupidly by Roddy's style of acting. But Luo Di, who was holding the antidote in his hand, understood that the other party would not be too conscious at this time, and seeing that the other party opened his eyes in a daze, he directly reached out and helped the old man up and sat on the bed, and muttered to himself while pulling out the cork...

"It's the last bottle today, so I'll wake up early. ”

"I really don't understand how you raised your son and taught such a traitor. ”

"Do you have a large network of influence, and the undead will come up and find you to use this potion..."

"I can't figure it out, if this potion is just to kill you, just find a reason to stab you to death, is it necessary to toss for so many years?"

Holding the potion in his hand and feeding Angelma one bite at a time, Roddy actually had a lot of doubts in his heart - the effect of the "soul extraction potion" in his memory seemed to be to make people die silently, but if you think about it carefully, this costly project is too large, and it has been carried out for several years just to starve people to death silently?

Maybe the undead have other intentions?

There were many speculations in his mind, but none of them seemed reliable, and Roddy looked down at the old duke, who looked at him with a somewhat confused gaze, but obediently drank all the potion.

"It should be no problem to see you recover your health like this, drink less alcohol, drink more water, eat more vegetables, pay attention to your diet, and don't forget to exercise. Roddy reached out and took out the letter he had written, raised it in front of the duke, and casually stuffed it under the other party's pillow, "When I have time, find out the guy who poisoned you and do it, I won't continue to be Lei Feng - oh, in fact, I'm not Lei Feng, don't forget that I helped you, and think about your daughter and son's affairs, I personally am still optimistic about Sally, and I believe you are the same." ”

Reaching out and patting the duke on the shoulder, Roddy smiled, this kind of nonsense is just a habit of relieving loneliness and boredom, and he didn't expect the other party to understand.

Raising his hand to press the other person on the bed to let him continue sleeping, Roddy turned and walked to the balcony to leave... But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the bedroom.

This was something Roddy hadn't expected, as the footsteps outside sounded like they were ready to crash through the door and rush in. However, he didn't seem to be flustered - when he came here, Roddy had already made several preparations for a similar situation, and he reacted instantaneously after half a second of stupefaction.

The dagger appeared in his hand, and with a nimble flick of his wrist, the cold light that shot out shot straight into the only candle in the room, and at the same time, Roddy was already whispering, "Ol'kla!"

At the same time as the stealth technique took effect, the dagger that flew out had already slashed the burning candle head on the candlestick with a "poof" - the whole bedroom was plunged into darkness, and just as the dagger was nailed into the wall, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open!

"Who is it?"

In the darkness, the voice of deep questioning was unusually angry. Roddy, on the other hand, held his breath and leaned back, already holding the scimitar he was carrying, and by the glimmer of the fireplace in the living room outside the door, he could see that it was none other than Alpha, who was dressed in a butler's robe.

He also knew this person's information when he investigated the Duke's Mansion before, but after the "Ripping Soil" in his memory was served, there was no longer such a person in the Duke's Mansion in Houllier City, so Luo Di didn't know much about him at this time, and only when the other party was worried about the Duke's safety, he rushed in so hurriedly - after all, what he did was a bit of a clue after all, and it was not difficult for the old butler who was always by the Duke's side to find out.

Thinking like this, Roddy didn't have any intention of killing people, but slowly stepped back, trying to stay as far away as possible from the butler to reduce the chance of being discovered, but before he could take a few steps, the butler's babbling words made him frown...

"Who the hell is it... Damn it! Damn it!"

"Someone must give you an antidote!

"Lord Ansadine will not forgive me... Damn..."

The butler paced back and forth in the darkness, and through the dim light Roddy saw a long sword in his hand—it looked like the ornamental sword hanging on the wall, and he walked to Duke Angmar's bed several times, hesitating to stab it with his sword!

This scene made Roddy's eyebrows raised, and he may not understand anything else, but the "Ansadine" in the butler's mouth seems to be... Sound familiar?