Unbeknownst to the merchants of Gotland, Ella did not return with Najirfa.
In Gotland's palace, Amy asked the soldiers with a dark face: "How did you lose the King of Sweden?"
"We can't figure it out either!" the soldiers replied, "The King of Sweden said he wanted to go to Sewede to see the forestry conditions there, so we escorted her and rowed the boat there, along with the King of Sweden's It was just a sheep. But in the blink of an eye, the King of Sweden disappeared, and so did the sheep! We were afraid that the sheep was transformed by a demon, so we hurriedly sent someone back to report the news!"
"What about that smoke? Isn't that a signal that the King of Sweden has been found? Could it be that because you lost the ship, you lit the smoke and asked me to drive the Nagelfa to pick you back?"
The soldiers were anxious: "No! We did find the King of Sweden when we lit the cigarette! But after lighting the cigarette, we seemed to hear the big tree talking. When we opened our eyes, the King of Sweden was gone again!"
"The big tree is talking?" Amy pondered for a while, then waved away the soldiers, "Go down...bring me the guy named Dust."
As a result, the drunk Dust was dragged from the tavern to Amy. Maybe he drank too much, and he couldn't stand upright without the support of the soldiers. In the end, he simply gave up and sat on the ground looking at Amy in confusion.
"The King of Sweden has been missing for seven days." Amy frowned and asked, "My soldiers said she always disappears in the blink of an eye. As her swordsmanship teacher, do you have any clues?"
"Really? That's amazing!" Dast tilted his neck back and laughed loudly, "As expected of my student!"
"Do you really know this? You always teach the King of Sweden some strange skills other than swordsmanship. I was wondering if it could be you..."
"Skills other than swordsmanship? No, these are all my swordsmanship!" Dast shook his body and said in a drunkard's unique unclear voice, "If you don't hold a sword, it's not swordsmanship? Swordsmanship, isn't it? Such an inconvenience!”
"Then what kind of ghost sword skills are you training this time???"
"Ghost swordsmanship? That's right! This is the secret of my swordsmanship. It's like the art of ghosts and gods... it's called... it's called... ghost swordsmanship sounds nice, so just call it ghost swordsmanship." Dast raised a stick Wagging his fingers in front of his eyes, "I gave the King of Sweden a trial, asking her to carry a burdensome living creature without any weapons and avoid being hunted by the army for seven days. If she can do it, I will teach her The last few moves of his one hundred swordsmanship in the Dust style."
"A hundred styles of Dust-style swordsmanship? So this is really not the swordsmanship of the Mistertin clan???"
"Slip of the tongue." Dast quickly changed his words, "It's the One Hundred Styles of Swordsmanship from the Mistertin clan!"
"Since it's swordsmanship training... well, His Majesty rarely has time to rest throughout the year." Amy breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. At the same time, Dust suddenly felt nauseated and vomited out with a "wow" sound.
Amy couldn't help but pinch her nose: "Dust, do you drink like this when you are around Her Royal Highness Anna? She hates the smell of alcohol and won't beat you?"
"Hit, beat, you'll beat me all over my head!" Daxter lay on his back in the pile of vomit, "So... drink more now."
"Supreme One." A soldier came up from the door, "There is someone outside who wants to see the King of Sweden. He said he wants to discuss the purchase of sulfa."
"There are so many businessmen looking at sulfa." Amy asked impatiently, "What gifts did they bring this time?"
"No gift, I came empty-handed!"
"Oh?" Amy became more energetic, "First drag the King of Sweden's swordsmanship teacher down, then clean the floor, and then bring them in."
Ural and Baral limped in with extremely exaggerated gestures. As soon as they entered the door, before they took a closer look at the people sitting on the throne, they howled "Wow" and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
"King of Sweden! Please save us! The Black Death broke out in our village. Those merchants have raised the price of sulfa. If we don't sell the house and land, we can't afford it at all! But even with these We have sold them all, and it is only enough to save one family member, but only one person in a family is sick! If there is no more medicine, our entire village will die!"
Amy was startled: "Where is your village? Don't cry, raise your head, there are medicines here, please tell me slowly."
Ural thought it was done and suddenly raised his head——
So the three people in the palace started staring at each other.
"I remember you... aren't you students from the Alchemy Academy?" Amy said.
Ural secretly complained that the girl he met on that big ship before the relationship was the King of Sweden. But he was alert, rolled his eyes, and cried again with a "wow" sound:
"Yeah, we knew we didn't have much money and couldn't buy much sulfonamide, so the villagers finally collected some money for us and asked us to come to the Alchemy Academy to learn how to make it so that we could save the people in the village. As a result, the students in the academy were pure Targeting us, he first burned my brother's butt with a chariot, and then hit us with a catapult. The most abominable and detestable thing was that the teacher named Gottfried actually forced us to do math problems! We don't If we do, he will hit us with magic. Now my body is covered with injuries, and I scream in pain even when I lie in bed at night!"
"Learning...to make sulfonamide requires very high alchemical skills...You come to the Alchemy Academy to learn it. It will take at least a year or two to master it, right? Then aren't all the people in your village gone?"
Amy was keenly aware of the loopholes in Ural's words, but Ural did not hesitate to follow suit. He cried in a louder voice: "It turns out that making sulfa is so difficult to learn? What should we do? My Mom and my sister are all waiting for medicine! And the little sheep I raise seems to be infected too. I don’t know if it’s still alive now..."
"Sheep... shouldn't get the Black Death, right?"
"We are all peaceful farmers. How can we understand this? I just saw some symptoms, and I guessed it was the Black Death. If it wasn't the Black Death, what would it be? My little sheep!
! "
Ural deliberately changed the subject to the sheep. He had never heard of sheep suffering from the Black Death, but this small deliberate mistake would only increase the authenticity of his words.
"Then the ship you came on...?"
"It was also the villagers who raised money for us! King of Sweden, our villagers really couldn't find any other way. I heard that you have always been kind, so I came to you. Please give us sulfa Bar!"
Amy was frightened by this series of words. But she was not Ella after all, so she would not let down her guard easily: "Come forward and show me your hands."
The hands of merchants and citizens are gentler, while the hands of farmers and craftsmen are rougher. A person's identity can be roughly determined by just looking at their hands. Amy wanted to use this method to determine whether Ural and Balal were farmers. But after all, she was not a professional at reading hands. Ural and Barral had indeed worked in the countryside before becoming thieves. Amy looked at their outstretched hands and could not see any flaws.
"Okay, let me give you some sulfa." Amy said, "Where is your village? I will send a team of people to help you escort them there."
This is also a defensive measure for Amy. Whether these two people are lying or not will be obvious when they arrive in the village. For the villagers, it is very necessary to have soldiers to help escort the goods. And if these two people are liars, they will reject Amy's proposal at this time.
But without thinking, Ural pressed Baral's head and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, King of Sweden. Our village is in Jutland, not far from here!"
Amy sighed: "How much sulfa do you need? I'll have someone prepare it for you. The basic cost of production still has to be charged. You should have this money - and I am not the King of Sweden. Speaking of which, today is also the first time. It has been seven days, if you are lucky enough to see the real King of Sweden, then thank her in person."
Ural twitched his eyebrows at Balal happily. He used his own ability to defraud Sulfanilamide and was about to make a fortune. As for the soldiers escorting Sulfa, he had ten thousand ways to get rid of them.
