A sudden infectious disease caused a severe blow to Mecklenburg's economy and population. Arod did not expect that the resistance to diseases in ancient times was so poor.

"Don't worry about Arod, there is no way to do this happen. We can only pray to God now that the punishment has been brought down as soon as possible." Princess Josie held Arod's shoulder and comforted him softly.

"Hey, those who are infected with dysentery die from dehydration. Without medication, they can only concentrate them together to wait for death. This unnecessary casualties really makes me sad." Looking at the number of deaths reported every day, Aruod was heartbroken, but he had no choice but to do anything. However, his preventive measures from later generations did play a certain role.

"Miss Shirley is also working hard to develop herbs, but the effect does not seem to be too great." Princess Qiaoxi put her chin on Arude and said to Arude.

"Ordinary herbs cannot kill germs, they can only rely on their own resistance." Aruod said with a sigh.

"I really hope this disaster will end soon." Princess Josie looked at the cross on the wooden table and prayed to the crucifixion of Christ on the cross. Mecklenburg was blocked completely as if it was facing a great enemy. The nobles' food was hung from the city tower through guards. Once a person infected with dysentery was found, he would be removed from the castle.

But not everyone followed this rule. The girl Laila walked out of the castle with food. She struggled to carry a basket and walked towards the northeast corner where everyone tried to avoid. A large warehouse there was filled with patients, and only a few volunteer monks were working, feeding water to these patients with diarrhea.

"Are you better?" Leila distributed the food in the basket to the patients. Except for a few people with a milder degree, the others just waited for death with their eyes open. Everyone knew that this disease was helpless.

"Why are you here again?" A monk saw Leila and quickly took off the crow mask with his long mouth. The medieval people believed that the crow, the messenger of the god of death, could deceive the god of death.

"Can I do something?" Leila opened her eyes wide, and she was full of sympathy for the suffering people, but as a civilian girl, she could do nothing.

"Leira, since you can be in the castle, you shouldn't have come out. Do you know how many people want to hide in it? "The monk sighed and took her out of this stinking warehouse.

"But, among these people, I know them very much, and I can't leave them alone." Leila glanced at the warehouse. The painful voices of people in the dim warehouse seemed to transplant hell to the human world.

"I'm sorry, this is God's will. If the Duke of Mecklenburg had not done anything wrong, the Lord would not have brought such a disaster." The monk shook his head regretfully.

"The Duke is a good man. Everything he does is for the people of Mecklenburg." Leila frowned and immediately retorted. Arod was very noble in her heart, so no one allowed to slander.

"Okay, okay, you stubborn little girl, but now your noble duke makes these people die~." The monk spread his hands and said to Laila.

"I will ask the Duke." Leila said stubbornly.

"Don't go. Lela, you are just a civilian, and those nobles cannot listen to you." The monk wanted to stop Lela. But the angry Laila had turned around and left, leaving only a basket of food.

Not far from Leila left, a quick figure followed closely, and the dark night provided him with concealment. When the hazy moonlight shone on his face, it turned out to be Leila's father, coward Jodo.

The next morning, Arod held a court meeting in the lord's hall as usual, but the court officials were listless and they were almost neurasthenia caused by the terrible infectious disease, because no one knew where the invisible bacteria would come from.

"Is there anything else? If nothing happens, it will be disbanded." Aruod looked at the listless court ministers. He was at a loss and was disheartened, so he had to wave his hand to let the court officials disperse.

"Sir Duke, I want to see the Duke." Suddenly, Leila's voice came from outside the door, and the guards tried their best to stop her from entering. After all, the Lord's Hall in the main tower was not something that could be easily broken into.

"Lilla, what are you doing? The Duke is discussing major events with the nobles." The guards did not treat Laila too rudely, after all, Laila is the mistress of the castle bakery, and the bread of everyone in the castle was provided by Laila.

"I have something important to see the Duke." Klera refused to let go, and at this moment, Arod's order came from the lord's hall.

"The Duke wants to see the noisy people outside."

"Yes." The guards had to let Laila enter the lord's hall. Laila sorted out her dress and strode into the main tower.

"Well." Although Laila mustered up the courage to walk into the lord's hall, when she saw the court officials on both sides of the hall, these nobles were wearing gold and silver jewelry, and colorful Germanic robes. When she looked at Laila, they all looked arrogant, and Aruod, who was sitting on the lord's throne, was even more extraordinary.

"Oh, it's Laila, is there anything wrong?" Arod held his chin with his left hand and held a silver wine glass in his right hand. He looked at Laila standing in front of him in confusion.

"Dude, Duke." Leila took a deep breath. She was shocked by the aura of the nobles and was not speaking smoothly.

"What's wrong with you bakery owner? Lord Duke is very busy." Monk Elvit said to Laila impatiently.

"Of course I have something important." Leila thought of the people suffering in the warehouse, and couldn't help but straighten her back and look at Monk Elvit.

"Hahaha, Monk Elvit let Layla finish his words." Aruod looked at Layla's appearance, remembering the first time he met her by the river. He had seen the stubbornness of this girl.

"Mr. Duke, those poor patients were tortured in the warehouse. Please save them," Laila said to Arod, his eyes filled with tears.

"Leira, I'm sorry, although I am the Duke of Mecklenburg, I can't do anything about this disease." Arod sighed and shook his head and said.

"But you are the Duke, you have always been so wise, even the king and the prince admire you very much, and you must have a way." Leila looked at Arod on the throne of the lord in disbelief. In her impression, Arod was almost omnipotent.
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