In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Even from a profit perspective, curing Baldwin IV's leprosy would be more beneficial to himself.

If we have to wait for the medical retinue that will be available at an unknown time, Baldwin IV may not be able to survive until that time.

Lothar made up her mind.

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Fringilla hurried in.

She was outside just now, watching the recruit training with great interest.

These recruits used wooden swords and shields, and they fought lively. It was much more interesting than the boring queue training.

Fringilla walked in the door, sniffed, and said with suspicion: "I seem to smell the stench of those wolf pups?"

"Sir, did you summon a wolf cub?"

Lothar was surprised: "Can you smell it?"

"Yes, although it's very light."

Fringilla twitched her nose and sniffed all the way until she was in front of Lothar. She stared at the crystal bottle containing werewolf blood: "Is it what's in this bottle?"

Fringilla was a little curious, then horrified: "Sir, if you want extraordinary blood, I can give you your first embrace. Don't be confused for a moment and turn into a werewolf!"

Fringilla's face was full of sorrow, as if Lothar was about to fall into boundless evil, and she was the priest who was trying to persuade her.

"There's nothing wrong with being a werewolf for a moment."

Seeing that Flingilla looked different, Lothar could only comfort her: "Don't worry, it's nothing like this. I don't plan to give up the human body just yet."

The mortal enemies of the Blood Court are the many werewolf families in the Two Sicilies.

If the Blood Royal Court and the "Hell" camp to which Prajna belongs are just hostile, then the Blood Royal Court and the werewolf family of the Two Sicilies are old enemies!

Old enemies like Germany and France.

Fringilla let out a long breath: "It's okay if you don't, sir, you have to believe me, a beast like a werewolf that exudes stench is wild and primitive and does not fit your identity and temperament at all."

Lothar looked at Fringilla who rarely complimented her, and reached out to tangle her long white hair: "Since I promised you, I will not break my promise, and there is no need to tell such nonsense."

"Fu Lin, you and Prajna come with me. I want to see His Majesty the King."

Lothar walked in the slightly quiet palace in the afternoon.

The queen mothers and princesses lived in the palaces of their fiefs all year round. The only royal members who really lived in the palace regularly were Princess Sibylla and her son.

Moreover, these two people also lived in their own territory most of the time.

The journey was smooth.

No one came forward to question him.

As the grand leader of the Royal Knights, he is responsible for all the defenses in the palace.

In other words, apart from Baldwin IV, he is already the most prominent person in this palace.

If he wanted to do harm to the king, his chances of success would be high.

The Grand Master of the Royal Knights, this position is equivalent to the absolute confidant of Baldwin IV.

Arriving at the door of the inner court, Lothar informed the attendants, and soon he led him to the palace of Baldwin IV.

Under the candlestick, Baldwin IV, who was rarely wearing a mask but a scarf, was holding a book and said to Lothar casually: "Baron, have you sorted out the matter of the Knights?"

His hair has fallen out, and there are large folds and scars on his scalp, which looks a bit scary.

Lothar tried his best to look away and whispered: "Well, the Royal Knights can now gather a hundred armored cavalry and three hundred sergeants. As long as the knights from each king's territory lead the team back, we can leave at any time. Jerusalem, fighting against the armies of the heathen.”

"Yes, Lothar, one hundred armored cavalry is not a lot, but it is definitely a lot. If used properly, it can also have a decisive effect."

There was some recollection in the voice of Baldwin IV: "At the beginning, in the Battle of Montgisard, I led only 500 armored cavalry."

After that, he looked at the two ladies behind Lothar: "These two ladies are the witches who follow you, right? Please sit down, two distinguished spellcasters."

Lothar motioned Prajna and Fulin to find a chair and sit down.

Leprosy is not as contagious as people think, but it has been demonized among the people. Otherwise, there would be no normal person in this palace.

"Your Majesty, there is a man who wants to see you. According to him, he is Saleh, the son of King Nureddin and the Lord of Aleppo and Syria."

"Salih actually ran away from Aleppo? It's really surprising."

There was a rare hint of surprise in Baldwin IV's tone.

"No problem, I will receive him tomorrow and give him the courtesy he deserves."

Lothar looked at Baldwin IV, hesitated, and then said: "Your Majesty, I want to know how your condition is?"

Baldwin IV raised a hand with some effort and rolled down his silk sleeve, revealing his bandaged arm underneath.

He said calmly: "The doctor looked at me and his condition deteriorated very quickly. I probably don't have long to live."

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Lothar took out the crystal bottle, placed it on the table, and said softly: "Sir, this is the potion prepared by my witches for you. It has a high probability of curing leprosy."

Baldwin IV looked at Lothar in surprise. After a long time, he said, "What's the price? I know that the potions prepared by the witches all have a price."

Lothar whispered: "The price is that you will become a werewolf."

"Cure leprosy at the cost of turning into a werewolf?"

Baldwin IV let out a long sigh: "Losa, the church people say that leprosy is a curse and a punishment for those who have committed serious sins."

"I don't believe in this, or I don't really believe in the church."

"To them, I am not a devout believer. Only I know that I am, because the church cannot represent the will of Heavenly Father."

"Losa, I appreciate your kindness."

Baldwin IV's smile was still gentle: "I once found a witch and tried to get her to cure my illness."

"It's not that she can't do it, it's just that I refused."

"Her plan is to take the blood of a hundred children and sacrifice it to an evil existence in exchange for my transformation from cocoon to butterfly."

"I have to admit that I was tempted by this. This was a big mistake."

Lothar said anxiously: "How can these two be confused? There is no need to take the lives of others to prepare such a potion."

Baldwin IV smiled and said:

"Lotha, I have endured enough for the sake of the kingdom. I have lost my hair and beard, and my body has become increasingly twisted and miserable.

Now, I just want to die as a human being. "

Baldwin IV's expression was very calm, as if everything he said was being imposed on others.

"I have pretty much explained my posthumous affairs. After my death, my nephew will succeed me and Queen Sibylla will be the regent, but his husband will be Balian."

"Don't think of me as indispensable."

"During the Battle of Mengisa, I thought I was the destined king, but the Battle of Spring Valley made me wake up again."

Baldwin IV smiled and said: "Losa, I am not as talented as you think. Give me a healthy body, and what I can do is very limited."

"Be optimistic. At least leprosy has taken away my consciousness and erased my pain."

Lothar fell silent.

He knew what lepers had to endure.

The muscles are twisted, the hands and feet are atrophied, and even the five senses are constantly fading.

That is not physical pain, but mental pain, for my body that is decaying day by day.

Lothar had some difficulty understanding Baldwin IV's obsession. In his opinion, as long as he could survive, human identity was not that important.

In future generations, many people even look forward to getting rid of the frail human body and achieving mechanical ascension.

"Your Majesty, I just want to advise you one last time."

Baldwin IV shook his head and pointed at his head: "Losa, you have no idea how terrible it would be for a werewolf to become the king of Jerusalem."

"Everything you think will change due to changes in your body. Maybe one day, I will give you an order to eat a child. At that time, will you still fulfill your oath of allegiance to me?"