Invade the white dove

Julius opened his eyes.

After seeing the white drapes that were as soft as gauze, he called "Ivan" subconsciously.

That was his personal valet at Odon Dove Castle.

But what responded to him was a very cold hand, with slender fingers holding his wrist that was raised in mid-air:

"Your voice is hoarse, drink some water."

A gentle and low voice sounded, and Julius' back was pushed up by a strong hand. He leaned against the man's cold chest, touched the rim of the glass, and moistened his lips.

Looking at the strangely emptied cup, as the memory came back, the last bit of unrealistic expectation in his heart was also extinguished:

"Sotiria, how many days have I slept?"

"Three days."

Sotiria skillfully wiped his cheeks and neck with a wet square, "Kyle is very curious about you. I heard from the courtiers in the court that the doctors he sent to treat you are among the best in the empire. of."

It was only then that Julis realized that his vision on the left was pitch black. He subconsciously raised his hand to rub it, but was stopped by a force.

"My eyes..." He pulled the corner of his mouth, "One eye is worth the chance to enter the palace."

He tried to bend the fingers of his left hand, and under the attack of severe pain, he finally raised his hand with sweat all over his face.

Fortunately, it has not completely become a waste person.

Immediately afterwards, Julis bent his left leg again, trying to move his ankle.

But he was finally defeated by the dull pain and soreness.

After just such a short time, his whole body was soaked in beads of sweat.Yulis wanted to wipe off his sweat, only to realize that except for the cloth wrapped around the wound, there was no thread on his body.

And he was lying in Sotiria's arms like this!

"Don't be too busy to toss yourself, you have hardly eaten these days."

Sotiria's hand rested on the place where his left leg was wrapped with a splint, and the coldness relieved his pain just right, and then covered his waist with a thin gauze blanket.

His Mr. Cavalier seemed to be used to his embarrassing situation.

You don't need to guess to know that Sotiria must have been taking care of him during the past few days in a coma.

Yulis watched Sotiria pick up the palm-sized exquisite porcelain bowl, scooped a spoonful of milky white soup from it, and wanted to feed him.

He shook his head: "If the servant shows up later and sees the spoon floating in the air, he will definitely think that I am a devil."

Yulis raised his hand and knocked Sotilia's teacup over the table, and the porcelain hit the thick carpet, making a not-so-clear "dong" sound.

Sotiria kicked it with a smile, and the teacup rolled to the floor, jingling in circles.

Almost the next moment, the servant waiting outside opened the door. Seeing Julis sitting up, the boy cheered in surprise, said a few words to his companion, and ran away in a hurry.

"Forgive him, Deathbringer."

Another boy came in from outside the door. His voice was indistinguishable, but his tone was soft and quiet.

Julius looked into the boy's face and saw that he was the same courtier who had knelt beside the king on the day of the match.

His eyes slid to the boy's arms, and now there were only turquoise marks on those thin forearms, and there were no new scars.

"I'm Hassan. It's Abu who rushed to call the doctor just now. He's my younger brother."

It seemed that he was not used to being scrutinized by others, and the boy's fair cheeks turned crimson.

He knelt on the carpet beside Julius's bed, picked up the teacup on the ground and put it back to its original place, then picked up the porcelain bowl that Sotiria had just brought, and gently stirred the milky white juice with a spoon: " Do you like goat's milk soup?"

It was only then that Julis realized that the spoon must have been on the tray before, but now it was in the bowl.He glanced at Sotiria, who shrugged his shoulders: "This kid's observation skills are amazing."

Hassan was still looking sideways at Ulis.

He took a bowl, took a spoonful of soup, and brought it to Julis's mouth: "It's getting cold."

Julius sipped the warm soup in his spoon.

"You recovered so quickly, the doctors were all lamenting your physical fitness. They couldn't believe that such a thin body has such amazing resilience."

Hassan spoke softly.Even in front of Julius, who has no identity, his words are still respectful enough.

"It's the doctor's excellent medical skills."

Julius also happened to say this when the boy who ran away showed up with three doctors rushing in with medicine boxes.

Hassan stood up silently and retreated to the corner of the room.Three doctors stepped forward at the same time, one touched Julis' forehead, and the other two removed the splints on his arms and thighs.

Julis obediently lay back on the bed, allowing the doctor to knead and beat him.The three spoke professional vocabulary, but he couldn't understand, and turned to stare at the milky white veil supported by the corner bed frame.

This bedroom is comparable to the bedroom he lived in when he lived in the tower, and the length and width seem to be at least eight meters.

The head of the bed should be leaning against the east wall, and the four walls are covered with a huge piece of cut marble.Sunlight and warm air came in from the half-opened arched window on the right, fine dust and heat flowed towards the ceiling carved with pictures of hell.

The red lacquered wood writing desk is facing the window, with ink bottles and quills in the tray, and the bookshelf next to the desk is full of books, and the back of each book has the old marks of repeated folding.

From Julis' perspective, it seems that there are many sticky notes sandwiched between the pages of the book.

It seems that the previous owner of this room was a scholar, but he didn't know what happened, which made him leave here in a hurry without even taking his books with him.

Sotiria suddenly appeared in front of the bookshelf. Through his translucent body, Julius saw that Mr. Knight was staring at a black book in a daze.

translucent?

"Your recovery ability is almost like taking a recovery potion."

At this time, a voice hesitated and said, "For ordinary injuries, even if you use the best herbal medicine in the empire, you have to lie on the bed for two months. But depending on your situation, it only takes another four weeks to recover." In five days, the wound will fully heal."

"Yeah, restored, as good as ever," another added.

Julis came back to his senses and looked at the three doctors who looked puzzled.

Recovery potions and life-saving potions are all things that can quickly restore health to seriously injured patients.But the price for obtaining them is very high - selling one's soul to the devil, and falling into hell forever after death.

It seems that his injury can heal so quickly, and it has little to do with the doctor's treatment, so there is only one reason.

Yulis looked at Sotiria, who was so transparent that it almost merged with the surroundings, and a vague smell of blood seemed to float into his nose.

Sotiria... what have you done?

"I am the messenger of death."

Ulis grinned, and looked at the three doctors who kept avoiding his gaze, "I signed a contract with death long ago, and of course I can get some benefits from it. If you want, I don't mind telling you the method."

The doctor waved his hands hastily.

"Then may I have an audience with the king?" asked Julius.

The doctors looked at each other.In the end, the old man bit the bullet and answered: "If you can walk..."

After taking a large bottle of plant ash, Julis didn't bother the fidgeting doctors anymore, and the three quickly ran away with the medicine box, leaving Hassan and Abu brothers to accompany the "devil's servant".

Hassan whispered a few words to his brother, and the boy immediately backed away with the cold food on the table.Hassan knelt down by the bed again, and gently covered Julis's chest with the gauze blanket.

"King Kyle..."

"His Majesty……"

The two spoke at the same time and stopped at the same time.Hassan glanced at Julis and continued softly: "Your Majesty told us to notify him immediately after you wake up. My brother is reporting to His Majesty now."

Julius nodded, that's exactly what he wanted to ask.

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Sotiria, what did he do?