[Friendly reminder: This is a flavorful chapter, please don't read it during the meal, otherwise...... What do you love (escape)!]

In the tent, Bill Caesar, who collapsed on the ground for a long time and finally got up, subconsciously felt a numb scalp and some bad premonitions after listening to Richard's words of "there is still salvation".

In fact, Richard did not think about saving Count Vic, and the reason why he said what he just said was mainly because he suspected that Count Vic was not dead at all.

Ordinary drugs have to pass through the throat, through the esophagus, into the stomach to be digested, then into the small intestine and large intestine for absorption, through the capillaries into the blood circulation system, and finally to deliver toxins to all parts of the body to cause death. Even the most famous potassium cyanide on the modern earth takes a certain amount of reaction time, just now Gvik Kaiser swallowed the pill and died directly, how can it be so fast?

Could it be that the medieval world has developed a suicide poison that is more advanced than that of modern Earth, or that Vic is using a mysterious poison configured by some wizard?

Of course, apart from these two almost zero probability possibility, there is an explanation that this is simply pretended!

Earl Vic did take the medicine, maybe the medicine really had some effect, such as numbing the body, weakening breathing, etc., but it would not be fatal.

According to some etiquette in the current world, or aristocratic demeanor, even the greatest hatred will not take revenge on the corpse. Since whipping corpses does not exist, pretending to be dead is obviously an excellent way to escape.

Richard guessed that Vic was probably planning to escape by playing dead, being carried out of the tent, and thrown out of the camp. The reason why he chose to lie on the ground is probably because he is afraid that the slight chest heaving will be noticed.

From this point of view, there may be his accomplices among the many nobles who help him cover up his death. For example, the aristocracy just proposed is very suspicious, and of course it is possible that it is just a simple "warm-heartedness", or it may be misled and used.

Thinking of this, Richard crouched down next to Earl Vic, turned the opponent's body over with force, and put his fingers on the artery in the opponent's neck.

Richard knew that some drugs could reduce the heart rate to once a minute, but in fact, the effect of the drugs swallowed by Earl Vik had not been exaggerated to such an extent, just waiting a little more than a second, Richard felt the arteries dilate, and then contract, which at best reduced the heart rate by half.

After the temptation, Richard stood up and looked at Gro.

Gro's eyes burned and he looked at it: "How is it, Your Excellency Richard, he ...... Dead or not?"

"Not dead. ”

Gro's eyes lit up immediately, and his heart had already begun to plan various means of revenge.

"But the drugs do have some effect. Richard said softly, "I don't know what it does, but if you want to interrogate him, it's best to find a way to induce him to vomit and let him spit out the swallowed pill." ”

"Is that so...... Gro's eyes flashed, "then how do you induce vomiting?"

"You don't have to ask me, do you? There are so many ways to induce vomiting, such as holding the throat, pressing the stomach, and injecting some drugs that can produce nausea, you name it. ”

"Uh......" Gro nodded subconsciously.

At this time, there was a sudden humane among the many nobles: "I heard that feeding people horse manure can induce vomiting." ”

Everyone was stunned, and then someone said: "No, how do I remember, it is the horse's urine that is poured into the mouth, and the urging effect is the best?"

"No, no, no, the best way to induce vomiting is to use blackened soil. ”

"I've heard ......" The dark medicine of the Middle Ages began to be on display.

The crowd began to discuss enthusiastically, arguing over whose method would be the best.

Bill Caesar, who stood up in the corner of the tent, couldn't help but speak weakly: "Combine it, won't it be all over if you use it?"

Everyone was silent, and the next moment they turned their heads to look at Gro.

Gro's expression was a little strange at this time, with a little hesitation, and a little excited, what he couldn't hide was the expectation of revenge.

"Well, this ...... Isn't it too much......" Gro said with some reserve, and the next moment he seemed a little afraid that someone would really echo him, and said quickly, "But it's okay to use it, just follow what Bill Caesar said." ”

"Well, yes. Everyone responded and quickly went to prepare, looking very positive.

It's no wonder that it's not that the nobles really have a bad taste, but the main thing is that Count Vic is angry that he used this method of pretending to be dead, preparing to escape. This not only deceived everyone, but also made everyone feel that the other party had insulted the identity of the nobles, which was worse than really killing Gro, because it would affect the reputation of the nobles of the entire kingdom.

Maybe a few hundred years later, when someone hears the name of the Emerald Kingdom, they will blurt out, "Well, what I know is that the nobles are especially good at pretending to be dead."

This must be punished! By any means, it is not excessive.

Many nobles went to prepare the material for vomiting with justice and indignation, and Richard noticed that the corners of the mouth of the "dead" Count Vic twitched.

Obviously, Count Vic not only faked his death, but even his coma may have been faked, but Richard didn't bother to say anything, standing in the tent calmly watching what tricks the nobles were going to play.

After a few moments, the prepared nobles returned to their tents, and someone lifted Count Vic up, and someone broke his mouth with force.

With a "coming", two young nobles walked in, one of whom held a huge iron spoon in his hand, filled with various selected emetic substances.

The black lump is horse manure, the yellow is rippling with horse urine, and the surrounding area is scattered and dotted with smelly soil, in addition to ......

An indescribable smell spread through the tent, not a single fishy stench, but more like a herring that had rotted in a corner for three months, put in a sock that had not been washed for three years, and finally soaked in the sewer for thirty years, and then taken out and delivered to everyone's nose.

The temperature in the nose was so hot that people's brains hurt, even if they were a few meters away, many nobles already had the urge to vomit, Bill Caesar in the corner was a little stunned, and Gro's expression was not good-looking, but with a bit of revenge, he didn't stop it, and said loudly: "Give it to me!"

"Yes!"

The young nobleman replied, holding an iron spoon and about to send it to Earl Vic's mouth.

At this time, Earl Vic, who was pretending to be dead and pretending to be unconscious, finally couldn't pretend anymore, and suddenly opened his eyes, stared wide, and looked directly at the iron spoon, struggling frantically. At this moment, he really would rather die than be poured with this kind of thing.

He erupted with all his might to resist.

But...... He obviously didn't have the strength of the young nobleman......

"Goo-dong!

"Don't ...... Gollum ...... Beg...... Goo knock goo

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