Chapter 412
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Dean left the Knight's Hall and rode back to the castle after he heard about the origin of the 'Knight' profession and the rights he had at his disposal. He didn't know who leaked the news but a large number of newspaper staff had gathered outside the castle. The scene was very crowded and there were some disturbances.
Dean felt that his body was freezing. His face was pale but he didn't slow down as he rode straight back to the castle.
Neuss who was guarding the entrance of the castle saw Dean from afar. He saw that Dean didn't slow down so he opened the door to let him enter.
The newspaper staff didn't dare to stop Dean as they saw him galloping. They just waited for Dean to enter. Neuss quickly closed the door and ordered everyone to retreat.
The horse galloped through the manor and gradually stopped in front of the castle gate. Dean dismounted from the horse. He could not help but shiver slightly. He took a deep breath and rubbed his hands.
Kroen took out the blanket that was previously draped over Dean and wrapped it around him.
When Dean stepped into the castle, he staggered and almost fell. His face was pale, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. The blood was pitch black and exuded a strong stench. His vision was blurred, and he hurriedly ordered before he fell, "Don't look for a doctor..."
He fainted before he finished his words.
Kroen hurried to support him but he only had one arm so he couldn't hold him.
Gwyneth who was dressed as a maid rushed over and hugged Dean. She saw that Dean didn't respond so she touched his eyelids. She frowned as she carried Dean and walked upstairs. At the same time she looked at Kroen: "Don't leak the news! Tell the people outside to get out of here!"
Kroen reacted and quickly turned to go out.
"I'll go," Nicholas said, his hunched back straightening, giving off a dignified air.
Kroen saw this and quickly turned to go upstairs.
Gwyneth kicked open Dean's study room and carried him to the sofa by the fireplace. She looked at Kroen: "Add some firewood to the fireplace. He might be cold."
Kroen reacted and ran away in a hurry. But he remembered that he only had one arm and there were only a few of them in the castle. The servants were dismissed by Dean. The only idle person was Sergei.
It was cold! Gwyneth touched Dean's left arm. She felt as if she was touching an ice cube. She was surprised. Previously when she carried Dean upstairs, she felt that his body temperature was not normal. It was so cold that it was prickling her hand.
She reached out and touched Dean's forehead. It was warm. Then she touched his neck artery. It was slow and cold. She reached out and touched Dean's chest. It felt like touching ice.
"It's so cold!" Gwyneth was surprised. His body temperature was so low but he was still alive. It was incredible!
She thought of the legendary magic mark that Dean had obtained, and her heart was moved. But on second thought, the legendary magic mark had already taken root in Dean's body. Even if it was taken out, it could not be used again. The touch of excitement in her heart suddenly calmed down. She frowned and pondered. Among the possibilities that she could think of, Dean's low body temperature could only be caused by the legendary magic mark.
Was this the side effect of the legendary magic marks?
Or was it something else?
While she was lost in thought, Sergei and Kroen brought firewood and lit it in the fireplace.
Sergei gave the job of lighting the fire to Kroen. He looked at Dean and then looked at Gwyneth: "Did he really faint? Nothing big happened, right? Did you get attacked on the way back? "
Gwyneth replied: "He didn't have any injuries."
"Maybe he was poisoned. He ate or drank something."
Gwyneth slightly shook her head, "Do you think he'll eat other people's food? Especially after the hot soup incident. Even if the Knight's Hall gave him something, he might not eat it, right?"
Sergei felt that it was reasonable: "If that's not the case then is it a relapse of an old disease?" He turned to Kroen: "Do you know what old disease he has? Maybe we should write a letter and ask Old Fulin. "
Kroen lit the firewood. He thought for a moment. He didn't know that Dean had left the orphanage. Perhaps only patriarch Fulin knew about Dean. He immediately said: "OK, I'll write a letter to inform him."
Gwyneth suddenly said: "Wait."
Sergei: "Huh?"
Gwyneth turned to look at him: "If it is a relapse of an old disease then patriarch Fulin shouldn't know about it. Otherwise he would have asked us to inform him before he fainted. If we rashly inform patriarch Fulin, then the enemy might have planted an informant under his eyes. Wouldn't the news be exposed? He told us not to find a doctor because he doesn't want the news to spread out. "
Sergei shrugged: "What's there to be afraid of? Who would dare to attack us? I'll kill them."
Gwyneth coldly looked at him: "Are you sure that you are the number one master in the outer wall?"
Sergei was startled. His face changed as he closed his mouth.
"Let's wait for him to wake up." Gwyneth said: "During this time we can't leak any information. Tell the newspaper staff to shut up. Don't they want to interview the young master about his knighthood? Pass the news to the 'New World News'."
Kroen hesitated: "This, this …"
"If we don't say anything then it will inevitably cause speculation and continue to peep." Gwyneth said: "We can't hide this matter. If he wakes up and wants to blame me then let him blame me."
Kroen thought for a moment: "Alright."
Sergei looked at Dean after Kroen left. He pinched Dean's face: "Wow, so cold!" Sergei retracted his hand and looked at Gwyneth: "Is he dead? How come his body is colder than a dead person?"
"Colder than a dead person means that he isn't dead." Gwyneth coldly said.
Sergei looked at her strangely: "Do you think that he is pretending to be dead to test us?"
Gwyneth indifferently said: "I don't rule out such a possibility. You can try."
Sergei shrugged his shoulders: "I won't try. It won't do us any good even if he dies. Anyway, I don't see anyone in the outer wall who is more valuable than him."
"Well." Gwyneth coldly snorted in disdain.
Sergei laughed: "Isn't it? If you want to go to the inner wall then you can only rely on him. If you go to other consortiums then you will be treated as a chess piece. After all we have fought together. Even if we don't have love we should at least have friendship. Don't be so cold to me."
"I can only be ruthless to you." Gwyneth indifferently replied.
Sergei shrugged his shoulders as he didn't care.
The temperature in the room rose as the flames in the fireplace got warmer and warmer.
A few hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Dean slowly opened his eyes. He felt as if his body was immersed in a bath that was half cold and half warm. He felt uncomfortable. His stomach was churning and he wanted to vomit. His head was dizzy and painful. He couldn't think as he reluctantly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Artemis's delicate face.
Dean's heart was inexplicably warm. He didn't know why he had such a feeling. He looked up and saw Gwyneth and Gabriel sitting on the sofa.
"Master, you woke up!" Artemis was surprised to see Dean wake up.
Several people in the room were surprised and rushed over.
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