Seeing this, Marbury was shocked for a moment, and then opened his eyes slightly as if he were clear.

Oh, it's normal for a monster like him to eat these things.

"Here we go again, huh."

Xu Shi also smelled the unacceptable smell, and the Duke of York paused, then put down the small harmonica in his hand and chuckled.

He glanced lightly at the pile of red raw things, thought for a moment, and suddenly turned his eyes back to Little Pony Bury.

The deep light brown eyes narrowed gently, and a gentle smile was drawn on the pale and bloodless handsome face, and he said lightly, "Child, if you are afraid, you don't have to force yourself to serve here. ”

"Go back and rest first, and when I fix this little harmonica, I'll let the butler send it to you."

“…… Yes, Lord Duke. ”

Little Pony nodded and turned to exit the room.

But instead of leaving, he went to the window on the other side of the room, leaned on the lattice, and continued to look in secretly.

At that time, the butler had already carefully arranged the plates, knives and forks for the duke.

Although it was faced with such a fishy "food" that was hard to swallow, the Duke of York still adhered to his elegant and decent gentleman's dining etiquette, carefully cut the beef liver and lamb liver into small pieces, and slowly put it into his mouth as if tasting food.

He didn't even frown during the whole process.

Seeing that Marbury frequently felt uncomfortable with gagging.

Not long after, the Duke of York's "lunch" time ended.

While the servants were putting away the plates, Marbury saw a tall man in a pure black robe and a crow-shaped mask, carrying a leather suitcase, walking slowly to the duke.

He did not speak, but only bowed slightly to the duke, and then began to examine him.

Little Pony Bury obviously didn't know who this divine was, and couldn't help but tilt his head in confusion and blink.

But Marbury in the possession is clear.

This is a doctor who had to protect himself in all aspects because of the epidemic epidemic 400 years ago.

"Mr. Physician, is the Duke's symptoms still not improving?"

Seeing that the doctor had been shaking his head and sighing after examining the Duke of York, the butler standing on the side couldn't help frowning worriedly and asked softly.

“……”

The doctor paused.

finally slowly took off his mask, revealing a solemn face.

"Your Excellency's anemia symptoms, I'm afraid that there will be no improvement just by relying on food supplements."

The doctor sighed, and then turned his gaze to the Duke of York, who was still as calm as water.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but cautiously whisper, "Your Excellency, I still think that for the sake of your body, you need to immediately stop what you are doing and return to the royal hospital in the royal city to receive intensive treatment. ”

"You want me to go back?"

When the Duke of York heard this, his brows raised slightly.

But he sneered coldly, his eyes drooping slightly, "If you go back and die at the hands of Fernande, it is better to die of illness in this York Mountain." ”

“…… Oh, my Lord Duke! ”

Hearing his master speak like this, the old butler was suddenly taken aback, and hurriedly leaned down, and hurriedly persuaded him in his ear, "We can't say that about His Majesty's ......."

As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to be worried about something, and quickly sent the black-robed doctor out.

He turned around again and continued to exhort the duke, "My lord, let's just talk about these things at home, why bother to tell them to outsiders! Beware of him ......"