There is a popular saying in the folk that children have convulsions, which is called losing the soul. It can't be called a disease, only when the baby is very young, he is overly frightened, which causes recurrent fever. There is nothing doctors can do to solve this problem. However, Merlin happens to know some methods, but in different planes, such things are not easy to find.

Moreover, the world is obviously different from the previous Imperial era, and Merlin is not 100% sure that those methods will work.

Despite this, Merlin accompanied Jenny to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Your Highness, wait a minute, I'll come back when I go. Jenny took Merlin to the little garden and went inside.

At this time, there were quite a lot of people in the small garden, all kinds of people copied different accents, gathered in groups, chattering about the things of the city lord's mansion, Merlin heard it, these people were all warlocks and spellcasters who came to admire. They are all here to treat the young master of Hippo.

"This little Yara must be possessed by the undead, or else why would he have a fever repeatedly?" Merlin heard someone in the crowd closest to him say.

"I don't think so, if it's an undead possession, Sister Rand won't be able to see it," someone expressed a different opinion, "Hasn't the Marshall Monastery solved the problem of ice demon possession recently, if it is an undead possession, there is no need to take out 10,000 gold coins to offer a reward." ”

The people around nodded in agreement, and Merlin paced slowly in the little garden, listening intently to what they were talking about Yara. He came late, and there were many things that he didn't know, and what these people said at this time was exactly what he wanted to know.

10,000 gold coins, it seems that this Yara is not lightly ill, but it is difficult to deal with such a thing as a child's convulsions. Merlin didn't wait long in the little garden before Jenny came out.

"Your Highness, Madame is not here. Jenny had a look of embarrassment on her face.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if Madame isn't there, I'm just taking a look at Young Master Yara!" Merlin smiled, after listening to the description of Little Yara's condition for so long, he became more and more sure that Little Yara was a child convulsive caused by fright.

"But Lady Vivien, she said that Master Yara could not see strangers now?" Jenny's white teeth bit her lip, and in a moment they left a deep mark on it.

Vivien is the chief butler of Michel's Abbey, and it stands to reason that she can't take care of the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion, but now that Catherine is away, Sister Rand's archbutler is issuing orders in Little Yala's room, and Jenny does not dare to disobey them.

This kind of matter between nobles is not clear in a sentence or two, and the wisest thing to do at this time is to leave as if nothing has happened, but Merlin can not take any steps.

He had seen Yara, a soft, warm little creature in his hand, and he couldn't just watch them toss him.

"Stop, stranger, this is not the place for you. A black-robed woman as thin as a bamboo pole, with high cheekbones and thin lips stopped Merlin, "Jenny, you are all in the city lord's mansion, Catherine said that as long as she can cure Yara's illness, she will be rewarded with 10,000 gold coins, this person will not come for the reward of 10,000 gold coins, right?"

"Lord Vivien," Jenny whispered, "this is His Highness Merlin from Ashfurnace Village, who rescued Her Highness Merlin after Yara fell into the well. ”

"Merlin, the baron of Ashfurnace Village, the poor Merlin who wants to sell his ancestral property. Vivien's pointed chin pointed towards Merlin, "Are you sure you're not here for the reward of ten thousand gold coins?"

Merlin's face flushed for a while, it was the first time he had been questioned about his character like this, but as the saying goes, Hades is better, but the little ghost is difficult. Minor bosses like Vivien are the toughest to deal with, and you don't know when you've offended them.

"You are insulting Lord St. Thomas, do you know?" Father Yuri, the priest behind Merlin, poked his head out, spat out of his mouth.

"No, I didn't. Vivien's face turned pale and pale.

"Do you see the badge on the chest of His Highness Merlin?" Yuri walked out from behind, he reached out and gently stroked the shiny badge, "Don't tell me you don't know this badge of the Friends of the Saints, as the grand steward of the Abbey of Michel, it would be a shame if you didn't know the badge of the Friends of the Saints." ”

"I, I, of course I know. Vivien stammered.

"So, please tell me, wise Lady Vivien, how do you think that a friend of saints would come to Master Yara for a reward of ten thousand gold coins, aren't you insulting Lord St. Thomas?" Yuri's scolding sprayed unceremoniously on Vivian's face, "Do you think that Lord Saint would give the badge of the Friend of Saints to such a lewd, vulgar person for money?"

"When, when, of course not!" Vivien's face flushed like a ripe apple.

"Vivien, you let His Highness Merlin in," I don't know when, Harriele appeared behind Merlin and the others, "Sister Rand said that you can't just come to see Yara with anyone, but Your Highness Merlin is not an ordinary person, you let him in, I will take care of the problem." ”

Merlin left Yuri outside, and slowly walked into Yara's room alone.

At this time, little Yala was already asleep, he was lying on his side on the small wooden bed, an unhealthy flush appeared on his delicate little face, and his closed eyelids could clearly see that his eyes were constantly turning, as if he had dreamed of something bad, and his chubby little feet shook from time to time.

"His stool is green?" Merlin asked, looking back, a very obvious feature of a child after being frightened.

"Yes, it's green. Merlin's question made Harrell seem to see the light of day, just now those people were here to ask some strange questions, and then most of them had no way to say the key to solving the problem, and some people even proposed that little Yara was possessed by the undead, of course, such a person Harrell would not be polite to him, the bounty of the City Lord's Mansion is not so easy to get, and with Sister Rand of Michelle Convent here, it is not the turn of these people to talk nonsense here.

Merlin nodded, and said no more, little Yara's symptoms were about the same as he expected.

"Is there any salvation?" Harrell's fingers twitched.

Merlin looked up, the question was really hard to answer, although he could be sure that it was the same as the Empire's child's soul, but he couldn't be sure if the Empire's methods were effective here.

"I'm not sure either!" Merlin broke out in a cold sweat.