Chapter 607 (1/2)

The old king was dying on the luxurious bed, his physical condition was deteriorating.

The old face was full of wrinkles, and his complexion was a dark purple color, which was obviously the rhythm of getting sick.

Margaret was accompanied by the bed and looked after her father if she wiped the old king's cheeks with a warm towel.

Seeing the old king's health getting worse, Margaret couldn't help sighing, feeling that she was really powerless.

What the hell did Midas do to his father?I must smash his family!G Margaret cursed viciously in her heart, but Blaze rushed in at this moment, scared the maids exclaimed.

”Your Highness! Your Highness!”

”Hush!” Margaret turned her head and made a silent gesture, not wishing to disturb the old king, ”Small down, what do you think this is?” Uh!Sorry, my lord.”Blaze scratched his head naively, forgetting that the old king needs to be quiet.

”What kind of style is frizzy, what are you doing suddenly?” Margaret asked.

”Outside...” Blaze swallowed and said after brewing, ”Someone outside has torn the notice, and he wants to heal the King!”

Margaret raised her eyebrows like willow leaves, feeling a little astonished, ”Is anyone daring to try such harsh conditions?”

”Yes.” Blaze nodded frequently.

”It seems that this person has some courage, and he must have two brushes. Maybe he can really save the father.” Marguerite nodded, feeling that she didn't waste a lot of effort. The reason for getting such strict conditions is that she doesn't want to let him go. A third-rate pharmacist tried. The old king was in a bad situation and couldn't stand the toss. So he needed a truly talented pharmacist. If he couldn't save himself, what qualifications would he have to rescue the king?

”Not only is courageous, this guy has a lot of background.” Blaze emphasized.

”What do you mean?” Margaret frowned.

”Listening to the guards, that guy is a thorn knight from Britain named Claudius.”; Blaze said seriously.

”Is it from Great Britain again?” Margaret thought of Merlin and Alice, thinking that there are many talents in the country across the sea, and she has a sense of crisis subconsciously, ”Do you understand this person?”

”I don't know too much, but I've heard of this man, the 12th-ranked Thorns Knight, a scholar who travels to study ancient magic everywhere. I heard that the Thorns Knights respect him very much.” Blaze said roughly. , He himself is just hearsay.

”Bring the prepared poison, we will meet this...

Outside the palace, Clady waited here quietly, and many people behind him were watching and refusing to leave.

Most of them think of Clady as a fool,/ready to see a joke.

If Clady is dead, it means that Margaret is really fooling around, and they have escaped.

The door of the palace slowly opened, and the mighty team came out from inside. The headed one was the dignified Margaret. He looked at Claudie from a long distance and asked in a low voice, ”Why is this young? Does the scholar look like? Isn't it fake?

”There shouldn't be anyone who would dare to pretend to be a thorny rider: Shi's, the badge of the Bauhinia Knights on his chest is absolutely true.” Blaze explained embarrassingly, but he was too young, right?Why would the Knights of Thorns respect such a young guy.

Seeing Margaret's arrival, Clady leaned on the devil's wand and bowed slightly to salute, which was regarded as paying homage to the imperial princess.

”You must be the famous Highness Marguerite? As beautiful and dazzling as the rumors.

Margaret looked at Claudius for a few moments and was filled with doubts. She didn't think such a young guy was capable of saving the king. ”Don't flatter me, I'm obviously notorious.

A little play

”His Royal Highness is joking.” Cladi straightened up. ”It is often heard that His Royal Highness is the number one beauty in France, and it is true today. No wonder those princes and nobles want to marry you.

”Are you really the Knight of Thorns?” Margaret looked into Clad's eyes.

”It's like a fake replacement, although it's not well-known in the next, it's ranked 12th.” Clady said humbly.

”Then are you capable of curing His Majesty's disease?” Margaret asked again.

”I'm not a talented person. Although he is not well-known, he has traveled all over the world and has seen many strange poisonous diseases. You can try it.” Clady did not say too much.

”Okay.” Margaret wondered if it would work. She had to heal the king. Although she doubted in her heart, she was still willing to try. ”You deserve to be the thorn knight of Great Britain. It is admirable. I want to believe you. Once, but you need to prove your ability, come, bring the poison up!'

After giving the order, the guards moved to the long table and placed seven bowls of poison on it, showing seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

The strange smell emanated, and the onlookers' complexion changed drastically. They backed up and covered their mouths and noses, for fear that they would lose their lives by inhaling a little bit.

”The seven bowls of poison are all prepared by the palace pharmacist

Margaret did not dare to step forward, but went far away and introduced

”Seven bowls of toxicity are different, and they are all extremely poisonous. If you touch them, your whole body will turn into thick water, leaving no bones.”

”Even if one of them falls outside, it may cause a disaster.

”I wonder if you have the guts to choose a bowl and drink it up in front of everyone?