"In our fort, will Fernand''s Eyeliner be poor?"


    Clarence smiled low and shrugged his shoulders. "As long as Fernand wants to know when I get up, when I rest, and even when it''s convenient... He can be accurate to the number of seconds, can''t he?"


    "Anyway, I''m just the unworthy brother who only wants to usurp his throne."


    With that, he slowly got up and walked towards the garden outside the house.


    While walking, he raised his slender arm and seemed to swing it very casually. "If you can''t cure it, don''t cure it. Let it go."


    "Master..."


    The old housekeeper paused, lowered his shoulders and sighed helplessly.


    The shepherd boy by the window turned and left silently after watching this behind the scenes.


    Before Marbury could get over it, he just felt another flash in front of him.


    This time, the perspective of his old ancestor suddenly turned to a magnificent palace.


    Here, Marbury still knows.


    This is the reception hall of his Majesty in King Los palace.


    Sure enough, little Marbury was standing in front of fernander I, who was known as the "king of benevolence", and a middle-aged man in a papal robe.


    He should be the legendary Phoenix.


    Marbury was thinking. He felt that his old ancestors suddenly stepped forward and came to the two men.


    "Your Majesty, your holiness,"


    He saluted them and suddenly bit his lower lip secretly.


    Finally he continued, "I''ve done everything you ordered."


    "Really?!"


    When they heard the speech, their eyes suddenly brightened.


    Fernander I, more like reconfirmation, asked in ecstasy, "so, did you watch Clarence take ''that''?"


    "Yes."


    Little Marbury nodded faintly.


    "That''s great, your majesty!"


    Hearing the speech, Pope Phoenix couldn''t help clapping his hands, pausing, and excitedly congratulating fernander.


    The bottom of his eyes was full of joy, "Your Majesty, since the Duke has taken the medicine I prepared, I can''t think of seven days, he will be ill... Then we have to get ready to get to York mountain quickly to avoid unnecessary trouble!"


    "That''s what I think! The pope should arrange it quickly..."


    ……


    Marbury stood with little Marbury, listening quietly to the plan of the king and the Pope.


    They didn''t treat him as an outsider.


    Even regard him as a trivial mole ant and don''t fear him at all.


    So let Marbury hear the whole conspiracy from beginning to end.


    It turned out that the Duke of York was not a vampire at all, but a patient with severe anemia.


    But his intelligence and talent, for the then king fernander I, was more afraid of fear than the devil in the dark night.


    So he found the Pope of Phoenix and got a plant that was banned in the theocratic world - purple red orchid.


    Marbury naturally knows that the so-called purple red orchid is the original plant that can extract the "purple orchid" widely used in the treatment of hematopoietic disorders hundreds of years later..


    But he only now knows that hundreds of years ago, this herbal medicine could also extract a substance called "purpurin".