After doing this, he turned around and took out a bottle of transparent medicine from the shelf next to him, hoping to drink all the potions.

At this moment, Lubitz and Oakle led a guard soldier into Doctor Nobel's home: "It's this guy, his house has animals infected with the Black Death, he is a terrible wizard."

Rubitz shouted in a sharp voice, sounding like some slut who betrayed his master and offered treasures to the robbers.

The captain of the guard team followed Rubitz's guidance and walked into the room. Oaker then followed in. When he saw the bottle in Dr. Nobel's hand, he shouted in surprise: "No, this wizard is going to drink the potion and escape. Stop him quickly!"

Hearing this sentence, the captain of the guard was quick-witted and rushed to Dr. Nobel in two steps, raised his right fist and chised it hard on the back of Dr. Nobel's head.

Dr. Nobel was beaten and fell forward, and the medicine bottle also flew out of his hand to the ground, and fell to the ground with a snap and smashed it.

Dr. Nobel, who was hit, fainted directly and knew that in the end, he did not drink the potions into his stomach.

The transparent potion scattered on the ground and evaporated, turning into white smoke. When Oaker saw this scene, he immediately said with serene satisfaction: "Haha, look, I just said this was a wizard's method, but fortunately I stopped him in time."

The captain of the guard also smiled and turned around to praise them, then waved to the soldiers behind him, and said, "Take him back, this guy is very dangerous. You have to be detained alone, inform the people of the academy to deal with the diseased creatures here. Be careful not to touch anything."

As he said that, the captain of the guard stepped out, and the room was now filled with white smoke, which smelled very uncomfortable.

Two soldiers raised Doctor Nobel and walked out of the room. Then the door of the room was closed. A soldier guarded here to prevent uninformed people from coming in and causing any trouble.

White smoke filled Dr. Nobel's room, escaping through the windows and chimneys, and the smoke could be seen across the two streets.

"What's going on? It's Mr. Nobel's room, and it seems that it's a fire?" Nobel's owner who often goes to that restaurant said worriedly. The only one in Heidelberg who can be called Nobel's friend is this owner.

The diners in the restaurant heard the boss's wife's words and laughed and said, "Haha, are you talking about that weird guy? Who knows? He probably accidentally lit the fire and burned himself."

This playful remark immediately caused a burst of laughter, and the atmosphere in the restaurant immediately became lively, but the boss's wife did not smile at all, but the expression between her eyebrows became even more sad.

She vaguely felt that something bad had happened.

Not long after, several new diners who arrived at the restaurant for dinner brought news.

"Oh, you said Nobel. I heard that guy seemed to be a wizard. Someone found the Black Death virus in his room. My God, he might be trying to use this virus to poison all Heidelberg people. This is really terrible."

"What!" As soon as this sentence came out, everyone in the restaurant immediately showed a surprised expression. Even the restaurant owner covered her mouth and widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

These people started talking about the topic and the restaurant immediately started to discuss it lively. They described everything they learned about Dr. Nobel, as if all of their previous behaviors had become suspicious points and a mystery worth exploring.

There are more and more negative comments about Dr. Nobel. The proprietress opens her mouth and wants to argue for Dr. Nobel. However, her voice is drowned in the tide of discussion and cannot cause any trouble.

The same scene also happened in every corner of the city. For a moment, Dr. Nobel seemed to have become a public enemy in the whole city. Both doctors and ordinary citizens were unscrupulously expressing their disgust towards Dr. Nobel. Amid the rumors, he even turned into a demon with horns, spewing out flames with plagues, and his eyes were as big as an egg.

At this moment, the "demon" who was discussed by everyone was curled up in the cold dungeon of Heidelberg, frowned and shivering.

As a doctor, Nobel is very aware of his condition and he has a fever.

This was also expected. He drank the pathogen of the Black Death, but did not drink the antidote in time, which meant that his life had begun to count down.

"Nobel!"

Outside the cell, a soldier walked to the door, shouted Nobel's name loudly, and said, "You will face charges. Lord Modsar wants to see you, come with me."

As he said that, with a creaking sound, the wooden door of the cell opened in front of Dr. Nobel, and the light shone in from outside.

Dr. Nobel tried hard to open his eyes and looked, then used all his strength to support his body and stood up, moving step by step towards the door.

He had to meet a real big man. At this moment, he still had the key formula for suppressing the Black Death drug in his arms. Only by handing over this formula and attracting attention can his actions be valuable.

Finally, Nobel walked out of the dungeon, and two soldiers led him one by one, and walked towards the Blood Lion Castle in Heidelberg.

Modesar has always been the main person in charge of the Heidelberg Medical Competition. He did everything Eugen had to him properly and tried his best not to make any mistakes.

At the beginning, Modesar did not understand the meaning of doing this, but as the disease became more and more serious, he understood the purpose of the task Eugen assigned him.

When he met Eugen, he felt that Eugen had some mysterious characteristics, as if he could see through certain things.

The Medical Arts Competition once again proved this. For this reason, Modsar applied to the Pope in the name of the Cardinal to pour funds into support the holding of the Medical Arts Competition.

The Pope himself attached great importance to this matter, especially after the fall of Rome, he directly expressed his full support for the Medical Skills Competition.

Due to the acts of selling indulgences and other acts, the church has unimaginable wealth. Therefore, after the Pope spoke out to express his support for the Medical Competition, all expenses in the Medical Competition depended almost entirely on the expenses of the Church.

At the same time, priests from all over the country also began to enter Heidelberg to support the medical competition, so that later, the operation of the medical competition was almost entirely carried out by the church.

The local lord Earl Falz has completely pulled himself out of it. Apart from the accidents of giving some political support, he completely left the blame.
Chapter completed!