Everyone glared at the man, but there was no fear on the man's face.

"I'm just waiting in the old place. If I figure it out, come to find me. Don't let your father wait too long."

After saying that, he laughed a few more times and left with his sleeves.

The Duke's wife rushed to her son like crazy.

"Who was that man just now? He had a way to save your father, right? Why did you drive him away? Please invite him back quickly!"

"Mother! He wants to hold us back! As soon as the letter was written, the father's handle of framed the Baron of Er Town fell into his hands! Not only that, if he sent this letter to the Pirate King, our territory would be attacked by the Pirate Kingdom again!"

"So what! Your father is going to die!" The Duke's wife shook her son vigorously, "So what if she was attacked by the Pirate Kingdom? So what if she was found framed? Didn't the soldiers and knights in the territory use it at this time? But if you don't write, your father will die!"

The duke's son glanced at Ella, who was beside him with concern, suddenly made up his mind and pushed his mother away, who had already gone crazy.

"My father has chosen to stand on this side of the pirate kingdom, and as his heir, I respect his choice."

"Would you please let me write this letter?" the lord's wife cried, "If the Pirate King knows it, I will point to the handwriting and say that it was the thief I had secretly contacted from you, and gave my head to the Pirate King and let him stop the army. Is this okay? We can't just watch your father die!"

Ella coughed gently from the side.

"It seems that Normandy has a competent heir. I am very happy with the choice you just made. So, let my doctor take a look for you, how about it?"

The Duke's son turned his head blankly:

"Ri... Mokutenesawa Koyotersomok, can your doctor even cure such a disease?"

"No problem, right?" Ella glanced back, "Sivaton, can you cure this disease?"

Sivaton kept following behind with her head shyly, and she was also a little surprised when she heard Ella's shout:

"……I?"

"As a priest of Aztland, you must have a very good understanding of the structure of the human heart, right?"

"I'll try it."

Sivaton walked into the Duke's room carefully. She pushed the Duke's clothes away, closed her eyes and groped around the wound for a while, and then turned around and clicked:

"It should be OK, just use a dagger to cut out the arrow."

The Duke's wife looked at Sivaton's young and didn't feel relieved: "Little girl, are you really okay? This is near the heart. If you accidentally hurt the blood vessels around you, things will be in trouble!"

"It's actually quite far from the important blood vessels." Sivadon seemed quite confident. "I have handled my heart, but there are not a thousand, and there are hundreds of them. It's okay to avoid important parts."

"How many percent is the success rate?"

"Fifty percent."

"Only 50%?"

"Whether the disease can be cured, in addition to the skills of the doctor, it depends on the will of the gods. I will pray for the patient after the operation is completed." Sivadon lowered his head and prayed, "If the patient has not done anything to make the gods angry before, the probability of success is 100%.

The Duke's son hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement. So Sivadon pulled out the obsidian dagger she brought from Aztland from his waist, pushed the door and walked into the Duke's room.

"I will write another letter to ask someone to send some sulfonamides," Ella added. "This should allow the Duke to survive the wound infection."

The sudden good news made the Duchess relax and fell to the ground with tears in her eyes.

"Thank you...thank you!"

"But there is something you must explain to me now." Ella glanced at the Duke's son sternly, "Who was that messenger just now? What is your relationship with you? What is your purpose for robbing the cargo ships of the Pirate Kingdom before?"

Seeing that he could not hide it, the duke's son retreated and left and left, leaving only Ella and his group behind.

"In fact, there is a faction in the Federation now." said the Duke's son. "They wanted to expel the forces of the Tianfang Empire to the south and resist the invasion of Britain and the Hero Kingdom to the north. They were much more united within them than the other loose factions. They called themselves the Federation faction, and were determined to restore the former glory of the Federation."

"This is normal," said Ella. "But, as far as the current situation in the Almany Federation is concerned, even if these people are really united, they may not be able to do anything."

"The father thought so too. Although he often said he would beat up all the countries around him when he was drunk, in fact, when he was awake, he had not participated in any faction invitations - until he heard that the Federal faction had created potions that could bring people back to life, and could mass produce and give them to every soldier."

The duke's son spoke lower his voice.

"When my father heard this, he finally became confident in the nonsense he had drunk. He joined the faction with ambition and got the first batch of potions. As a result, you also know that the potion only has a probability of healing the severe wound. The probability is not high, and it can only take effect once. At that time, my father began to doubt whether the ambition of the Federal faction could be realized. Later, he became ill and cured by the King of Sweden. He could have followed the steps and gave up that unrealistic delusion."

"And what? What happened to the person who just came?"

"Although my father withdrew, there are many lords of the Almani Federation who were united by this potion. The faction leader originally thought that Normandy should be the front line to resist Britain and the heroic kingdom. His father suddenly withdrew, and he was unwilling to accept that he would send someone here."

Speaking of this, the Duke's son gritted his teeth:

"But their methods are too dirty. I will never be coerced by such tricks. If they dare to come again, I will definitely fight to the death with them!"

Ella thought fortunately, the incident of secretly drugging was not exposed.

"Who is the leader of the faction?" she continued to ask.

"It is the lord of Aquitaine." The duke's son replied, "After Otto, the king of Bohemia, the duke of Bavaria, the duke of Saxony, and the duke of Burgundy have all died in the battlefield of the Seven Hills Empire. The most powerful prince in the current Federation is the Duke of Aquitaine."

"I know everything."

Ella patted the Duke's son on the shoulder.
Chapter completed!