Vanessa is somewhat pretending, but it is true to take the time to read.

She now needs to learn a lot, political, military, cultural, and artistic. She doesn't need to understand much, at least she can't fool her.

She brought a few books with her and took them out and read them whenever she had time.

Currently reading a biography praising Lordaeron's ancestor Lordaeron. Later generations blew the old king of Lordaeron, killing giants, defeating trolls, and defeating sea monsters. Lordaeron in the book is described as like Grom Hellscream, holding a big sword in his hand, fighting from east to west, and all kinds of great achievements are arranged. Vanessa estimates that Lordaeron's biography can squeeze out at least 80% of the water.

She took it as a watch, extracted some things worth thinking about from the book from time to time, and then took them on the notes on the side.

Her attitude of making up for summer vacations before the start of school is different in Mrs. Vicres's eyes.

A hardworking and studious person will always gain some respect. This middle-aged woman discovered Vanessa's difference at first sight.

It wasn't that she could see Vanessa's profession, Mrs. Vicres was just an ordinary person, and any extraordinary person looked the same in her eyes.

She just found that the person who came to sit very standard, his writing posture and reading movements were very organized. The most important thing was that she found a seal ring on the person who came to see him, and most people would not wear this thing.

It is true that Mrs. Vicres loves her husband, but it is true that she looks down on civilians. She can even do something to hire murderers even if her daughter gets engaged to a civilian. She knows what kind of personality she has on weekdays.

Her arrival was like throwing a stone on the calm lake. Vanessa was alert, remembering several elements of the court training, and stood up in a calm manner.

She closed the book, crossed her hands on her lower abdomen, and tapped her head with a slight indefinite movement.

"It was a bit presumptuous. I am Miss Jaina Prodmore's friend, Hope Vanessa Struy Minerheil. I heard that Lord Vicres was sick and came to visit him."

"Minaihill?!" Mrs. Vicres was obviously shocked. Compared with the Minaihill family, their family was not much different from the rich man in the countryside.

She felt that Vanessa was too young and might not have any real skills, but this surname shocked her a lot. She never expected that such a nobleman would come to help when she was so distressed.

No matter what the result is, this is a kindness. Mrs. Vicres, who needs to be firmly grasped as long as she has a straw at hand, was still very touched.

"Please, no, Your Highness? Your Highness! Please come with me." She took the lead.

Vanessa took advantage of the lady's back and shook her neck and shoulders quickly. She only learned a half-hearted manner in her court etiquette. She spent a little time and put on a shelf. She was fine. After a long time, she was tired!

The other party walked in front, and she followed behind, asking about the symptoms of Lord Arthur Vicres from time to time.

When I walked into the bedroom, I found that there was a brazier placed every half a meter here. The fire was very strong, but Lord Arthur Vicres, who had long lost consciousness, was still as cold as ice.

This is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. His hands and feet were covered with frostbite. Vanessa looked at his eyelids. A large amount of black blood was covered with the eyeballs, and the mouth was even more rotten.

She read the records provided by the previous therapist twice.

Mrs. Vicres took advantage of her inspection and called the alchemist, therapist and the pastor on the manor to help.

As soon as these people entered the house, they began to talk endlessly, saying that the lord was poisoned and needed bloodletting treatment, some said that the lord was cursed, they needed to communicate with their ancestors, and some said that the lord needed to believe in the Holy Light and let the Holy Light cure the disease.

The same meaning is true inside and outside. The reason why it has not been cured yet is not because of my poor quality, but because the rest of the people have made trouble and delayed the treatment.

"Dirty, vomiting, general numbness, frostbite, and low body temperature? I understand." Vanessa nodded very sternly, which caused the other alchemists, doctors, and pastors to be dissatisfied. Which onion are you? But seeing that Mrs. Vicres's face was full of evil spirits, they did not dare to scold this new colleague.

Vanessa smiled relaxedly. In the Azeroth world, doctors and alchemists were not valued, but those priests were all ranks and they could not cure Lord Arthur Vicres because this disease not only contained the power of death that would make the body undead, but also a mutated natural power.

The mutated power of nature and the power of death transform into each other. Two opposing forces are mixed together, and even the priests cannot dispel them. At least the priests in the closed areas such as Kul Tiras cannot dispel them.

In other words, is this disease artificial or a druid done.

Vanessa sighed. She was such a good person. She just wanted some money. The druid colleague not only wanted money, but also died!

It is indeed difficult to say that this disease is difficult, and it is easy to treat.

The natural power in the body of Lord Arthur Vicres is a rootless tree after all. At Vanessa's level, he forcibly used the power of nature to drive out the strange natural power, and then eliminate the power of the undead. At the cost of this Lord's ten years of life reduction, it can be cured in half a day, but half a day is not her original intention.

Treating diseases and saving lives, but also damaging the patient's life span? That's not appropriate! Vanessa is a responsible person and an upright person!

She was going to take her time and cure the lord little by little by little by peeling the cocoon.

"Heather grass, anchor grass, winter kiss, toad gall, cow's tear gland" she didn't bring some materials, and now she can only provide them with Mrs. Vicres.

The other party hurriedly took her to the alchemy room next to her, where she stocked up almost all herbs and materials that could be used.

Vanessa was picky and quickly found the materials, and it seemed serious. She actually easily configured two bottles of fiery red potion, one of which was slightly heavier and the other one was lighter.

She then took out a small bottle and sprinkled some of it into the two bottles of potions, just like sprinkling seasoning.

The originally static potion changed drastically in an instant, and the spiral column of water rolled in the potion bottle, vaguely emitting a golden light.

Mrs. Vicres, who originally thought that these herbs were of low value, was stunned and asked in a daze.

"Your Highness, what did you put in the last thing?"
Chapter completed!