Within three hours of Merlin Avery entering the chamber, Baron Edelman Brippes, the consul of the city-state of Coventry, was subjected to unimaginable torture.

Lady Veronica's injuries began to deteriorate after half an hour, and after a quick consultation with Mentor Sinhari, the personal physician of the Thornflower family, and President Helderland of the Apothecary's Guild, they came up with three plans to treat the injuries and delay the onset of the poison. However, after using them one by one, Lady Veronica's injuries did not improve, but became heavier.

The poison of Alchemy's Death may not seem to be very violent, but any alchemy treatment will change the nature of the toxin, and asking the gods to give them a gift will make the situation worse.

When he realized that no cure would be useful and might make things worse, President Heldland relented and advised Baron Edelman to pin all his hopes on the Iron Master. After all, Lady Veronica is a high-level molten gold warrior, with a physique far superior to that of ordinary people, and should be able to sustain it until the Iron Master walks out of the secret room.

However, Sinhari's mentor refused to admit defeat, and he again made a proposal for phlebotomy and amputation. "That self-proclaimed Iron Master liar may have some means, but he will never be able to solve such a complex and deadly toxin!" the personal doctor made no secret of his hostility, and his tone was as bitter as possible, sparing no effort to discredit Avery Avatar.

"Do you really believe that this poison is the death of alchemy? Your Excellency Baron, I am a straightforward person, according to records, the last great man who died in the death of alchemy was the commander of the northern part of the empire one hundred and twenty years ago, the iron master looks so young, where has he seen the death of alchemy? How did you make an assertion?"

"In the library of the Apothecary's Guild, there are many texts that record the symptoms of the onset of the Alchemical Death. President Helderland retorted with a solemn face, "Lady Veronica's poison symptoms are very similar to those recorded in the texts, and she can devour the poison of transcendent divine power, I can't think of any other than the Alchemy Death." ”

"The nature is very different, but there are countless toxins with similar symptoms, President Heldland, do you want me to give you a few examples?" Sinhari agitated his venom-coated tongue, and his elongated face was full of excitement.

"Taking a step back, even if it's really alchemy, it's nothing. Neither phlebotomy nor amputation is alchemy, and I have mentioned in many college tours that bloodletting helps to delay the onset of poison, and amputation can cut off the main source of toxins, thus achieving ......"

"Shut your mouth, Sinhari. Baron Edelman sharply interrupted the personal doctor's rhetoric, "Let me hear one more word from you slandering the Iron Master, and I will cut out your tongue that provokes trouble!"

The harsh reprimand of the master of the Thorn Flower family made Mentor Sinhari's face pale, and for some reason that he couldn't say it, he mustered up the courage several times to test Baron Edelman's bottom line, but after all, he was still afraid of being tortured by cutting out his tongue.

Able to strike a delicate balance between the desert barbarians and the imperial military, and holding the military and political power of the city-state of Coventry firmly in his hands, Baron Edelman was by no means a soft-hearted ruler, and cutting out a superfluous tongue or two was certainly not something he could not bear.

The suffocating silence lasted for an hour and a half, then was broken by Lady Veronica's coma again. Mentor Sinhari seized the opportunity to get into another argument with President Herderland, and gained the upper hand with a sharp tongue and over-the-top caution.

Although Baron Edelman is no stranger to alchemy, in front of the two mentors, he is no different from an apprentice who has not graduated. Hearing that Mentor Sinhari's phlebotomy had silenced President Heldland, he hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to give it a try to his personal doctor.

"Amputation is never allowed, but bloodletting ...... Without harming Veronica's health, I allow you to do so to a limited extent. ”

Mentor Sinhari regained his pride, nodded reservedly, and then walked out of the courtyard under the pretext of preparing a bloodletting device. Almost as soon as he left Baron Edelman's sight, the personal physician let out a long breath, his face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"It's so hard to earn this reward, it's like fighting for your life. He muttered to himself as he took out a full set of bloodletting equipment from his satchel and disinfected it with distilled spirits, "Regardless of whether that Iron Master can cure the City Lord's wife or not, I should find an excuse to leave as soon as possible." Alchemy's Death...... With such a terrible thing here, it seems that Coventry is no longer safe. ”

Mentor Sinhari was distraught as he handled the bloodletting device, and his finger was cut by a razor-sharp silver knife due to difficulty concentrating. For the next few minutes, Mentor Sinhari cursed under his breath and rinsed his wound with hard liquor.

Alchemy's Death is not a toxin to be taken lightly, and if it is poisoned by contact with wounds, Mentor Sinhari does not think that his fate will be better than that of the City Lord's Wife.

The Iron Master's asking price was quite staggering, fully in line with the status of a grandmaster-level alchemist, and even with the recent windfall, Mentor Sinhari couldn't afford to pay the same price.

Just as the personal doctor was washing the wound on his finger until it was a little white, the well-dressed Dallas butler suddenly appeared in front of him and bowed gracefully. "Mr. Sinhari, Your Excellency the Baron, please hurry up and complete your preparations, Madame's condition is still deteriorating. ”

"I know, that's good. Mentor Sinhari said, showing his injured finger, "There was a little trouble just now, I have taken care of it, and now I can go and treat Madame with bloodletting." ”

The Dallas butler seemed a little surprised, "You were so careless, Mr. Sinhari, do you need me to bandage you?"

"No, no, of course not, I'm the doctor. Mentor Sinhari rolled his eyelids in dissatisfaction, "Steward of Dallas, while I treat my wife's bloodletting, you can take care of the servants and maids who are prone to fuss. ”

"You're talking about, Mr. Sinhari. The Dallas butler replied with a smile as he reached out his hands and took Sinhari's arm around him. The latter shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, and quickly rejected the offer of the Dallas butler.

Mentor Sinhari packed up his bloodletting apparatus and walked down the hallway towards the courtyard, continuing to think about his next steps as he went. Perhaps because of his distraction, the stone path under his feet suddenly seemed a little smooth, and he staggered, and the tray he was holding in his hand was crooked, and the silver knife, blood collection bottle, and hollow needle clink to the ground.

"What's wrong with me?" Mentor Sinhari bent down in frustration, ready to pick up the bloodletting device. The blood collection vial has been broken and can no longer be used, but there is no problem with the knife and hollow syringe, and it is enough to re-sterilize......

He felt his heart pounding, his eyes blackened, his hands numb and weak, and his legs trembling and unable to support himself. "Did I just squat for too long?" Mentor Sinhari still didn't think of the worst possible as he stumbled and fell to the ground.

A feeling of vertigo hits, and the vision quickly dims. It's noon!!Mentor Sinhari finally realized that the situation was not good, and reached into his handbag, rummaging through the antidote, "I'm poisoned? How is it possible, how can there be a ...... in the City Lord's Mansion No, is it ......"

His fingers spasmed and he lost his strength, unable to rummage for life-saving potions. Mentor Sinhari tried to call for help, but he couldn't even make a sound. At the end of the day, his consciousness suddenly became unusually clear, and his mind clearly sketched the figure of the Dallas butler.

and a smiling face that is usually polite.