This was impossible. Alpha was very clear that without the antidote, the effect of the potion would never diminish. But now, he couldn't understand the situation in front of him. The Dukes Of Angmar seemed to have regained some of his consciousness three days ago. No matter how many potions he gave him, it didn't work. And when he walked into the room yesterday, the Duke even asked questions like "Where is Sally?"!
Alpha was so scared that he almost threw the food on the floor.
Every time he walked into the room, it was a torture for Alpha. He was afraid that one day, the Duke would suddenly get rid of the effect of the potion and regain his consciousness. If that happened, what should I do?
Kill him first? No, Sir Ansadin will never forgive me …
As this thought lingered in his mind, he had already walked behind the Dukes Of Angmar. He gently put the food aside. When he was about to say something, the old man in front of the window slowly turned his head. He blinked his eyes a few times and said in a low voice, "Alpha, is Sally not back yet?"
He asked about Sally's condition first, and it had happened several times in a row. Alpha naturally understood what it meant. He adjusted his emotions and said in a low voice, "My lady is still meditating in the monastery. I've sent someone to inform her that you're getting better. I believe she'll be back soon."
"Oh? Is that so … That's good. That's good. "
His consciousness hadn't fully recovered, but he could only remember some things, but he couldn't understand them clearly. The Dukes Of Angmar seemed to be in a half-awake state. The words he said were also out of instinct.
"The food is ready. Let me help you —"
Before he finished his words, Alpha looked at the skinny Dukes Of Angmar in astonishment. The latter was supporting his body and slowly stood up.
Although he was shocked, Alpha braced himself and walked to Angmar. He helped him to sit down at the dining table. Then he continued to stare at the old man who didn't even know how to eat or use a fork. He ate all the food in front of him in one go!
Ankama picked up the bowl of medicinal soup and gulped it down. The old man wiped his mouth, as if he was enjoying his wine as much as he did when he was young. Alpha even suspected that he had made a mistake with the potion. But on second thought, he felt that it was impossible because he didn't have the antidote for this potion!
What was going on?
In the past few days, Angmar's complexion had improved a lot. Even his skeleton-like body had gradually regained some vitality. Alpha felt that his five or even ten years of hard work was gradually going to waste. He couldn't bear the consequences of failure.
What should I do, what should I do …
He was anxious, but there was no sweat on his forehead. He frowned slightly and slowly tidied up the cutlery. He glanced at the old duke and found that the old duke was breathing slowly with his eyes closed. His breath was many times stronger than when he was breathing as if he was a gossamer.
Should I report to Sir Ansadin?
Alpha thought. He helped Duke to sit on the bed and turned to leave. But when he left the room, he suddenly remembered something. These days, the number of times the old Duke went to the toilet seemed to be … more than before?
Usually, these things were the responsibility of the servants, so he didn't dare to confirm it. With this thought in mind, he immediately went downstairs to the servant's room, ready to confirm the fact.
If it was true, it proved that the old Duke really took the antidote or something else outside his sight.
He strode forward and closed the door behind him. He didn't notice that outside the window, there was a pair of hands gently grasping the edge of the eaves …
…
When he climbed onto the balcony of the Ducal Palace, Roddy's movements seemed to be very familiar.
He had done things like climbing buildings and windows many times in the game. Due to the characteristics of the previous ranger profession, the first thing Rody did in every battle was to find a high vantage point and a bunker to determine his maximum lethality. Not to mention climbing a three-storey mansion, he could even climb the Rose Cross Monastery Cathedral that was tens of meters high in a matter of minutes.
After lightly jumping onto the balcony, he reached out and pulled the machete on his back. Because today's operation was to sneak in, he didn't bring the short bow that was a hindrance when climbing buildings. He only carried a machete and a dagger as emergency weapons … After all, this was the Ducal Palace. The security was tight and strong. It seemed easy to sneak in, but in fact, one wrong step and he would be surrounded and beaten to death. If it wasn't for the necklace that allowed him to sneak in, Roddy wouldn't choose this troublesome and clumsy method.
He also understood that it was impossible for him to fight anyone in the Ducal Palace. After all, once this mansion's security was alerted, he wouldn't be able to fight his way out with his current strength. No matter how many weapons he brought, it would be useless.
He stepped from the balcony into the bedroom. The candle in the room was swaying due to the breeze blowing from the window. With the light, Roddy saw the old Duke lying on the bed. The old Duke was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. He didn't react to Roddy's arrival at all.
"It's the last bottle. Wake up after you finish it."
Roddy wasn't worried that someone would come in at this time and discover him. He had observed the old Duke for a long time before he entered the room for the first time. Once the old Duke fell asleep, no one would come in and disturb him until dawn. So at this time, he leisurely took out the antidote and walked in front of the Dukes Of Angmar. He bent down and reached out his hand to pat the old man's face. "Hey, hey, wake up. It's time to take the medicine."
The "pa pa" sound of the hand patting the old man's face was very crisp. If any servants of the Ducal Palace were present, they would probably be scared silly by Roddy's way of doing things. But Roddy, who was holding the antidote in his hand, knew that the old man wouldn't have much consciousness at this time. When the old man opened his eyes in a daze, he reached out and helped the old man sit on the bed. He pulled the cork out of the bottle and muttered to himself …
"It's the last bottle for today. Work hard and wake up soon."
"I really don't understand how you raised your son to be such a traitor."
"Is your network of influence that big? When the undead came up, they came to you to use this medicine … "
"I don't get it. If this medicine was just to kill you, they could just find a reason to stab you to death. Why did they go through so much trouble for so many years?"
Holding the medicine in his hand and feeding it to the Angmar, Roddy actually had a lot of doubts in his heart. In his memory, the effect of the "Soul Extraction Medicine" seemed to be to make people die silently. But when he thought about it carefully, the cost of the project was too big. Did they spend so many years just to make people starve to death silently? Any kind of poison would be more refreshing than this.
Perhaps the undead had other intentions?
There were many speculations in his mind, but none of them seemed to be reliable. Roddy looked down at the old Duke. The old Duke looked at him with a confused gaze, but obediently drank the medicine.
"Looking at you, you should have no problem recovering. Drink less, drink more water, eat more vegetables, pay attention to your diet, and don't forget to exercise." Roddy reached out and took out the letter he wrote, waved it in front of the Duke, and stuffed it under the pillow. "When you have time, find the guy who poisoned you and kill him. I won't continue to be Lei Feng — Oh, actually, I'm not Lei Feng. Don't forget that I helped you. Think about your daughter and son. I still have high hopes for Sally, and I believe you too."
Roddy reached out and patted the Duke's shoulder. This kind of nonsense was just a habit he developed to relieve loneliness and boredom. He did not expect the other to understand.
He raised his hand and pressed the other on the bed to let him continue to sleep. Roddy turned to the balcony and was about to leave … But at this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the bedroom —
This was something Roddy did not expect. The footsteps sounded like they were about to break the door and rush in. But he did not appear to panic. Before coming here, Roddy had already made several preparations for similar situations, so he reacted instantly after being stunned for half a second.
A dagger appeared in his hand. With a nimble flick of his wrist, the cold light shot straight at the only candle in the room. At the same time, Roddy whispered, "Ol 'kahla!"
At the same time, the flying dagger had directly cut off the burning candle on the candlestick. The whole bedroom was plunged into darkness. Just when the dagger was nailed into the wall, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open!
"Who is it!"
In the darkness, a deep and angry voice asked in a deep voice. Roddy held his breath and leaned back. His hand was already holding the scimitar. With the glimmer of light from the fireplace in the living room, he could see that the person standing in front of him was none other than Alpha in a butler's robe.
When he investigated the Ducal Palace previously, he also knew about this person's information. But after the "Earth Breaker" launched, this person no longer existed in the Ducal Palace in Hollier City. So, Roddy did not know much about him at this time. He only thought that Alpha rushed in because he was worried about Duke's safety. After all, there were still some traces of what he did. It was not difficult for this old butler who had always been by Duke's side to discover it.
With this thought in mind, Roddy did not have the intention to silence him. He just slowly retreated, trying to stay as far away from the butler as possible to reduce the chance of being seen through. But before he took a few steps, the butler's nagging made him frown …
"Who is it … Damn it! Damn it! "
"Someone must have given you the antidote! That must be it! "
"Lord Ansadin will not forgive me … Damn it …"
The butler paced back and forth in the dark. Through the dim light, Roddy saw that the butler was holding a long sword in his hand. It looked like the decorative sword hanging on the wall. He walked to the bed of the Dukes Of Angmar a few times and raised the sword, hesitating whether he should stab it or not!
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