Chapter 75 Poisoning

The fat cook was covered in cold sweat, looked around and carefully returned to Fort Carn. He held the little cloth bag that Logan gave him tightly in his arms, for fear that anyone would find out.

"So you're here!" A servant suddenly patted the fat cook's shoulder, he was startled, turned his head to look at the servant, his lips trembled slightly, and he said stammeringly: "I... You... what's the matter with you?"

"Ha! You actually asked me what's the matter!" The attendant let out a sharp sarcasm, and said, "I think you ate too much and ate your brain too! See what time it is now! My lord It's time for lunch! Go prepare the food and deliver it, or you won't have enough heads to chop off!"

"Oh... I'll go right away!" The fat cook nodded as if waking up from a dream, and hurried towards the kitchen.

Running all the way back to the kitchen, the fat cook's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He licked his thick lips, picked up the knife on the table and began to slice a piece of meat.

Once cut, the meat is thrown into a clay pot filled with water and heated over a fire.

Looking at the bubbling hot thick soup, the fat cook sat on the small stool in a daze. He was struggling in his heart. He patted the small cloth bag on his chest, wanting to reach in and take it out, but couldn't help it. Withdrawing his hand back, he repeated the cycle several times.

He took a deep breath, touched the two copper coins in the cloth pocket at his waist, took them out to have a look, thought about what Logan said to himself, seemed to have made up his mind, then stuffed the copper coins back, and took them out from his pocket. Li took out the small cloth bag given by Logan.

He opened the small cloth bag, and there were some powdery things that exuded the smell of medicine. Looking at the broth that had completely boiled, the fat cook tremblingly poured half of the powdery things in the bag.

Soon, under the boiling soup pot, the poison prepared by Logan quickly dissolved in the pot of soup. The fat cook thought for a while, then poured the remaining half bag into it, and it still quickly dissolved in the soup pot among.

Watching the powder disappearing gradually, the fat cook licked his lips, and the sweat beads on his forehead became more and more.

"Okay, adults are still waiting!" The attendant walked in and patted the fat cook's shoulder just now, and said angrily.

"Ah... alright... alright!" The fat cook hurriedly put the bag back, and said to the attendant in a panic.

"What's wrong with you?" The attendant asked the fat cook suspiciously.

"No... nothing... I'm just hungry... I'm just hungry!" The stuttering fat cook's heart was about to jump out. If someone found out about this, he would definitely die without a place to bury him. .

"Hungry?" Looking at the fat cook, the attendant became even more skeptical: "What did you stuff in your bosom just now?"

As he said that, he was about to come forward to check the cook's chest.

"What is this!" After a while of tearing, the attendant took out a piece of dried meat from the fat chef's chest, threw it on the chopping board and said, "Okay, how dare you steal it! I must tell the adults! You just wait." Bar!"

Looking at the jerky that was taken out, the fat cook finally fell to the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said coldly: "What's wrong, I'm the only cook in the castle, can't I eat something?" Do you think adults don't know? Adults only care about whether I can cook delicious food for them, so what are you? "

Facing the suddenly arrogant cook, the attendant had nothing to say. This matter was indeed normal, but how could this cowardly fat cook suddenly become so brave and dare to say such things to himself.

"Since the food is ready, send it to the adults as soon as possible, and wait for you to come back and see how I deal with you!"

After the attendant left, the fat cook walked out of the kitchen and looked around for a while, after confirming that there was no one there,

The cloth bag containing the poison was quickly thrown into the fire.

In the raging fire, the cloth bag that once contained the poison emitted a puff of blue smoke, and then turned into a pile of ashes.

The nervousness in the fat cook's heart has disappeared. He skillfully filled out several servings of broth from the big earthenware pot, then made very fast white bread and some fruits, brought a few table knives, and ordered several cooks Mother sent this "additional" lunch to the group of adults.

After sending the lunch away, the fat cook trembled with excitement and fear. He was afraid that what he had done would be discovered and hang him, but he was also looking forward to the future after his success.

"Madam, let's have something to eat. The messenger has already gone to the imperial capital, and will soon bring you the news that you will be named the new Baron Kahn. You must take care of your health. The Kahn family cannot live without a baron!" an elderly man said. The knight held the broth and persuaded Mrs. Kahn earnestly.

And the two or three knights who supported Mrs. Kahn looked at her with worried expressions.

"No, I don't have an appetite, you should eat first!" Mrs. Kahn's complexion was quite decayed, her face was extremely pale with no trace of blood, and she was extremely emaciated.

"No ma'am, you have to eat something, otherwise how can you be worthy of the baron? You must continue the rule of the Kahn family!"

After a moment of silence, Mrs. Kahn took the bowl and drank the soup in it.

After finishing drinking, she put the bowl aside, smacked her lips, frowned slightly, and said, "The taste is a bit weird, has the cook changed?"

The knights didn't answer, and they were very happy that she started eating, which meant that the lady was finally going to take on the responsibility of the Kahn family.

"Oh...my stomach feels a little uncomfortable..." Mrs. Kahn said with a frown covering her stomach.

Everyone else became nervous. The baron had just died, so Madam must not have any more accidents.

But unfortunately, things did not develop as they hoped. Mrs. Kahn's pain became more and more severe, dense beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her pale face was originally caused by lack of nutrition. Become more pale.

"Ah...it hurts to death!" Mrs. Kahn's entire expression was distorted, and she began to roll on the bed, obviously enduring great pain.

"Go and call the doctor! Let him come over as quickly as possible!"

The anxious voices of the knights resounded in the room, and the attendants at the door rushed to find the doctor immediately.

Soon, the old doctor was dragged over by anxious attendants.

"Quick! Let's see what happened to Madam!"

Before the doctor could catch his breath, a knight sent him to Mrs. Kahn's side to make a diagnosis.

Swallowing, the doctor put down his medicine box and began to check Mrs. Kahn's condition.

At this time, Mrs. Kahn was already delirious from the pain, and even the doctor was unconscious of her diagnosis.