Chapter 338 Pathogens
"That's right." Lathel nodded and said: "The problem of special territories like Miconia's Auction Centre is a big problem. I also can't touch that ember; if not, my hands will be burned."
"I need someone to help me, someone who has the ability to change all the decisions of this empire; the only one who can do that is Empress Catheryne."
Hearing that, Akna frowned. She didn't know what to say.
If it was too easy for Lathel to meet the empress, he would be suspicious. But if it's too difficult, Lathel's plan will have to be paused.
She also doesn't want Lathel's plan to get in trouble. Akna thought for a moment and said: "Young master, I will talk about this with Master."
"You mean Ryne?" Lathel asked.
Akna nodded: "That's right. She is a Duke; her status is also very high; perhaps the master will have a way to help you."
"Ah!" Lathel sighed: "I'm bothering you and Ryne again."
"Young master, don't say that. It is my honour to work and serve you."
"Uhm! During that time, I will continue to work. If there is nothing else, don't bother me."
"Yes, Young Master."
...
Outside, in the carriage compartment, Miconia sat opposite the old housekeeper, but at this moment, she looked outside with determination.
The old butler sighed and said: "Miss, you are too impulsive. We don't know Duke Lathel's plans yet. What if it was a plan with a low success rate, or what if it was just a trap?"
Hearing that, Miconia sighed and said: "Butler, I swore that... if he makes a profit higher than 50,000,000 gold coins a month, then I will truly become his subordinate."
"If he can do that, it means his plan can really help us."
"Now, we have no way back. The 'Merchant Association' doesn't want to help me; the Empress of this Empire is also reaching out her claws towards me."
"If I don't make a decision soon, I'm afraid... Just like Duke Lathel said, I will definitely fail, and the end for me and my loved ones will be death."
The butler heard that and sighed: "Miss, I will definitely walk by your side until the last moment."
Hearing that, Miconia smiled: "Having a butler like you is something I am extremely proud of. I also hope that Lathel's plan will succeed."
"That's right." The butler nodded and said: "Duke Lathel is a very special person."
"Hm?! What do you mean..."
"Normally, other nobles would treat a servant like a toy." The old butler explained: "Even though his maid is very beautiful and she is powerful, she is still just a maid."
"However, Duke Lathel did not feel embarrassed at all; he confirmed to everyone that the maid was his woman, which is something no other noble would do."
"No, there are probably nobles who can do that, but there aren't many."
"Miss, your family also has many nobles who sleep with servants, but does anyone dare to confirm and publicise that relationship for everyone?"
Hearing that, Miconia shook her head: "Of course not. That would affect their honour; how could they do that?"
"Besides..." The old butler continued: "Since entering this castle, most of the servants here are very happy, and the atmosphere is also extremely pleasant."
"Even though this is the castle of a Duke, everything here is not heavy or overly authoritative."
"Miss, if Lathel's plan succeeds, I think..."
"Enough!" Miconia shouted, interrupting the old housekeeper's words: "I understand, you don't need to continue talking. However, now that I want to quickly restore business at the auction centre, I don't want to worry about other things."
The old butler nodded: "Okay, I understand."
She sat up, feeling even more uncomfortable as the knocking "Who?!"
"Help me! It hurts!"
"Heh?!" Malina was suddenly startled when she heard the sound of a stranger outside.
She was scared and hugged the blanket tightly as she sat on the bed, not daring to move.
Malina tried to remember what had happened in recent days.
Since coming to this castle, it seems like she's been sleeping too much. After every meal, she feels sleepy.
Malina also felt strange, so she didn't eat anything the servant brought. However, she still cannot avoid the strange sleepiness.
She sleeps so much that her head sometimes hallucinates that Sakuth is a man.
That's right, she saw Sakuth enter the room, take off her dress, and reveal the terrifying 'sword' then slowly lick her body.
However, Malina felt it was just a dream. Sakuth is so beautiful, so how can he be a man?
BAM!
BAM!
"Help! Help me! AAAA!"
The voice rang out again, startling Malina. She sat on the bed and pursed her lips, wanting to run away from this place.
However, this room does not have any windows, only a small ventilation hole the size of a hand.
This place was like a luxurious prison for her.
However, a moment later, that voice disappeared again, and the atmosphere fell into such silence that Malina found it difficult to breathe.
She then slowly got out of bed, trembling.
Malina took out a dagger from her space bag. Although it was not a high-class weapon, at least for the moment, she felt more secure holding it in her hand.
She slowly walked towards the door and opened it.
Krit!
The sound of the door opening was deafening, breaking the quiet atmosphere.
"Ha... ha..." Malina saw the body of a maid lying in front of the door. She wanted to scream, but she quickly covered her mouth.
Malina trembled and was afraid when she saw the maid's body. Her body was full of purple blisters; some of them had burst, and blood and green mucus flowed out.
The maid's body also had many sores, as if she had contracted some kind of extremely terrible epidemic.
A rotten smell rose and entered Malina's nose, making her feel dizzy and almost lose consciousness.
It's like the smell of 10 rotting dead rats. However, she did not know that an extremely terrible pathogen had just entered her body through that stench.
"AAA!! Damn it! Damn it!"
Malina was startled when she heard Alec's voice; it seemed like he was scolding someone.
At this moment, she felt extremely curious but also extremely scared. However, curiosity won out over fear.
She wore a white nightgown and slowly walked towards the sound.
Very quickly, she found Alec in an extremely miserable state.
