Chapter 87 Witch

Schwab's assassination caused an uproar in Stockdinburgh. The assassinator was the former lowland lord Lemondo. His territory had been confiscated in the Lowland War. His noble status was deprived of this bad assassination. The order was given to King Purmenbruce who learned about this incident. Before this, the nobles and civilians in the entire Steadingshire were concerned about whether Schwab had died after being assassinated. However, no news of the death of the Count was heard from Schwab's court. Some people who were ill-behaved wanted to go to the castle to find out. However, when Schwab was sent to the main fort for treatment, Baron Coro and Baron Rugodie, the two best nobles, led their cavalry and Mark Legurgen, tortured the entire place. Looking at the serious and irritable soldiers, no one dared to try to spy on the news.

"How is the Count?" Baron Coro returned to the main castle without any obvious signs of excuse. He asked the frown old Lauke.

"Not ideal, the wound is too deep, and the sword is poisonous, but the Count is very strong. Now he is just trying to breathe, and only God knows whether he can survive." Old Lauke said to the worried Baron Coro.

"It's really damn. It's all my fault, it's all my fault for being too careless." Baron Coro, who looked pale and disheveled, beat his chest with his hands and blamed himself.

"Okay, my friend, how can you blame you? No one expected that the fish that escaped the net would be so bold." Sir Liugudi silently patted his friend's shoulder, holding a small cross in his hand. During Schwab's coma, the devout parish knight kept praying for him, but it seemed that he had no effect.

"Aren't those doctors good?" asked Baron Coro.

"They tried their best," said Lao Lauke.

"Damn it, this is also called doing my best. If the Count dies, I will hang their heads on the castle." Baron Coro said angrily.

"At present, what's going on outside when I take my anger to those doctors? Are there any movements for the nobles?" Baron Liugudi was very calm and said to Baron Coro.

"Hmph, if they dare to do anything, I will let them know the taste of the sharp sword."

"However, it's really troublesome now. Lord Schwab did not leave any offspring, which means that this territory is likely to be confiscated." Old Laugh lowered his head and said to these Schwab's comrades. The lack of offspring has always been a big problem. But Schwab is still very young, and the Mark Legion and the Eagle Warriors are in the stage of vitality development, so no one has paid attention to this issue. But now this issue has become the biggest crisis of the military group founded by Schwab. Once Schwab, as the leader, dies, not only will this territory captured by Schwab and others bleeding, but this military group will also face disintegration.

"Hey, God, what are you going to do?" Baron Liugudi raised his cross and said to the bright moon in the sky.

"Master Earl, how could you become like this?" Adele looked at Schwab, who was lying on the bed with bandages on his body. Fortunately, the doctors from the Mark Legion, who had been instructed by Schwab for a long time, knew how to use high concentrations of brandy to disinfect the wounds after taking out the dagger. However, Lord Lemondo's sword was covered with poison, and ordinary doctors could handle ordinary wounds, but wounds of this level and poisons were also very specialized in their own specialties.

"Adele, we can only do our best and pray to God." The doctor looked at Schwab, who was in a coma with sweat and sweat, just shook his head and said.

"Oh no, my master, how can you leave us?" The dwarf Rude cried and rubbed his nose with his hands even redder. He knelt on the ground and held Schwab's bed, feeling extremely sad. At the moment when everything was heading for glory, his most important master was about to leave the world, which made the dwarf Rude feel that he was really helpless.

"Okay, it's useless to cry like this. It seems that we don't have enough time." At this time, Adele, a woman with a skin-loving relationship with Schwab, was very calm. She suddenly bit her lips, as if she had made some major decision in her heart.

"What's wrong?" The dwarf Rude raised his head, not understanding what Adele suddenly said that.

"Hurry, wrap the Count with a wool blanket." Adele suddenly wrapped a wool blanket on Schwab's body. The doctors around him quickly wanted to stop her, but Adele immediately drove her out.

"What are you going to do? Are you going crazy? The Count is still having a fever." The dwarf Rud quickly stopped Adele from going crazy. In his opinion, Adele's actions were to kill Schwab.

"Stop, do you want the Earl to die like this?" Adele grabbed the dirty hand of the dwarf, and said to him. After saying that, he looked at the blinking eyes of the dwarf, Rude.

"You, what are you talking about?" asked the dwarf Rude incomprehensible.

"I said, I have a way to save the Count, do you believe it?" Adele looked around and then said to the dwarf Rud.

"What are you talking nonsense? Now, who else can save my master besides God?" The dwarf Rued of course thought Adele was talking in a fool, but Adele's firm look made him uncertain.

"Besides God, of course there is someone who can save the Count's life. Do you know Ann Berlin?" Adele finally plucked up the courage and said to the dwarf Rud.

"What? Of course I know, that famous six-finger witch, God, why do you mention this cursive name?" The dwarf Rud took a breath, and the torches in the room seemed to feel his fear, and kept swaying. The figures were accompanied by the sound of Schwab in this room, which was particularly strange.

"Yes, now she is the only one who can save the Earl's life." Adele said with certainty.

"But, but, it is said that no matter who deals with her, the soul will be captured by the devil." Sweat beads flowed down the forehead of the dwarf Rued. The six-fingered witch An. Berlin is a witch that the church has been pursuing, but it is said that her witchcraft is boundless, and there are many devils in the dark that allow her to move on, so even the inquisitors cannot find her trace.

"That's just rumors." Adele knew that these rumors were sometimes the best amulets in Ann Berlin, but they also painted her reputation with a terrifying color.

"Even if she can save the Count, why should she help us?" The dwarf Rod finally chose Schwab's life between Schwab's life and religion. If he could save his master's life, he could just make a deal with the devil.

"Actually, I am An Berlin's adopted daughter." Adele said to the dwarf Rued with his hand on his chest.
Chapter completed!