169 Make you three wishes (14)

As a result, I don’t know what happened, but this sentence spread. The village is only so big, and if a news spreads, people from the royal family will be recruited inexplicably.

If he had known earlier that this broken grass was what the king was looking for, he would have stopped talking nonsense.

The king glanced sideways at the man lying on the ground at the foot of the steps, and said in a casual tone:

"Tell me, where is that thing?"

The hand stroking the scepter stopped.

The herbalist's limbs were shaking so much that he couldn't control himself. Actually, there's really nothing special about that grass.

The reason why it is called longevity grass is that it is not afraid of cold, is evergreen all year round and has a long life.

There are no books recording herbal medicines, because they are too common. Even if they are recorded, they are classified as weeds, and they are not considered medicinal materials.

Unexpectedly, it is too common, but it is mistaken for a precious medicinal material.

But now he is lying in this place, with all the dignitaries watching, does he dare to answer the king that this is just a weed?

The answer is of course...

I don’t dare and I can’t.

If he could go back to the past, he would just slap himself twice.

"Back, back...your majesty."

The herbalist bravely resisted the tremendous pressure and finally managed to squeeze out his voice.

"That grass is on the top of the highest mountain in the fishing village on the other side of the Maghreb..."

At this point, he almost bit his tongue out of nervousness.

The inner walls of the palace seemed to still be echoing with the weak voices of civilians. After it became quiet, the atmosphere instantly became extremely serious.

After a moment of silence, the herbalist felt that his heart was failing.

Oh my God, the greatest God!

Can you give him a chance? I hope he can leave this terrible place smoothly after answering this time.

The king nodded expressionlessly and began to stroke the totem on the scepter again, "Who was searching over there in the fishing village?"

"Your Majesty, it was Lucifer who led the team back then."

Not knowing who was answering, the king immediately ordered:

"Okay, let him go this time."

The guard was about to retreat when he noticed the man lying at his feet. He frowned and asked, "Then what should I do with this man?"

The king stood up and said, "As you wish."

The herbalist breathed a sigh of relief. The heat in his head had not completely dissipated, but it suddenly came back because of one sentence.

"etc."

The fat man holding the scepter suddenly stopped and wrote lightly:

"Forget it, keep it for now. If the person who went this time is not found, just kill him."

The killing the king was referring to was not just about killing an individual. The killing in this place meant that the entire family would be killed together.

The herbalist felt like a thunderbolt hit him, and he fainted as soon as he rolled his eyes.

A few days later, Suna and Slater were collecting medicinal materials in the back mountain, and the system in their mind that had been silent for a long time suddenly bubbled up.

[Madam, it’s almost time to go back. 】

Suna frowned and nodded.

With her here this time, that tragedy will not happen again.

Suna floated in front of the delicate young man. If he were not suspended in the air, he would have been taller than her.

"Alin, let's go!"

Slater heard that her tone was a little urgent, so he didn't ask why.

On the other side, Lucifer rode a horse and led the team to the foot of the mountain.

"stop!"

The sound of horse hooves behind him immediately disappeared.

He looked up and confirmed that this was the mountain mentioned in the message.

It looks high and steep, and it's impossible to ride up it before it's developed.

Lucifer frowned in disgust, turned around and said:

"A few people should come and look out front to see if there is any easy place to walk."