Chapter 129： change

The largest royal vassal in the northwest region of the Aldo Kingdom—Duke Ferdinand is no longer young. In a few days, he will celebrate his 45th birthday.

But people have the impression that the Duke is not old at heart, especially when it comes to men and women.

Just in July of this year, the Duke also took in a new concubine. Counting his original wife, he already had 7 women on the surface.

Duke Ferdinand's **** for women is not entirely to satisfy his own physical desires.

As a duke, more than half of the lords in the northwest region are his vassals or the vassals of his vassals, and even the other direct vassals of the royal family in the northwest have to act according to his face. When there is a dispute between the big and small lords here and they are at a stalemate, they will basically come to him for adjudication.

In terms of power, wealth, and status, the Ferdinand family is at the top of the Northwest aristocratic pyramid.

Logically speaking, this is already the limit that a nobleman can achieve. If he wants to go up one step further, he has to follow Giles' example and raise the flag to rebel.

Having been in such a position for many years, one can basically enjoy everything one can enjoy, so there shouldn't be any regrets.

But Duke Ferdinand has some regrets, or troubles of his own - he has not given birth to a son so far.

Wives and concubines married several times, but only gave birth to three daughters. Thinking that after he was called by the Lord, the title would fall into the hands of the collateral blood of the family, the Duke felt extremely panicked.

He pinned his hopes on the newly acquired concubine, but it may be the reason of old age or excessive sexual indulgence, the Duke is no longer capable of such things.

Fortunately, the Duke's most loyal dog, Earl Maltz Kent, found a solution for him.

Speaking of this Malts Kent, he is really the most powerful vassal of the Duke. The Duke tells him to go east, but he will not go west. The Duke must be pleased.

For such an obedient and useful person, Duke Ferdinand was naturally willing to give him more power. Slowly, Maltz Kent became a sharp sword in the Duke's hands, and he eliminated many people who were unfavorable to the Ferdinand family. .

With the growing trust in the Earl of Kent, the Duke sometimes revealed some private things to him, such as the troublesome thing mentioned above, in the hope that the other party could find a good plan for him.

Much to the Duke's delight, Maltz Kent quickly responded that he had found a solution—he had found a healer who could treat the symptoms.

As expected of being his most powerful vassal, the speed is really fast enough.

Now Duke Ferdinand is sitting anxiously in the hall of his castle, waiting for the Earl of Kent to bring the doctor to his door.

"My lord, Earl Maltz Kent requests your audience."

A servant came to report.

"Quick, let him come into the hall quickly."

Maltz finally came, and the Duke impatiently arranged for him to come to see him immediately.

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Maltz Kent stepped into the hall, followed by a man wrapped in a black cloak.

The Duke couldn't hide his excitement and shouted: "You are finally here."

The ear of the Earl of Kent raised his lips slightly, and he stepped forward to salute: "Dear Duke Ferdinand, I have brought you here. Please allow me to introduce you. The person behind me is Mr. Barnett, a wandering doctor."

After he finished speaking, he dodged to the side, and the cloaked man who followed him put down his hood, and went forward to greet the Duke: "Barnett sees the Duke of Northwest."

Duke Ferdinand carefully looked at the wandering doctor in front of him, he was amazed at Barnett's appearance, this is really a strange person.

But Maltz said that this person has alien blood, maybe this is the tradition of others.

There is one thing in the world's impression of alien races: they always have one or two weird folk remedies that can treat various difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

Thinking of this, Duke Ferdinand became happy, maybe the other party could really heal his own ability.

"You must have heard about my 'disease' from Maltz. What can you do?"

Hearing the Duke's question, Barnett replied: "Dear Duke, I must personally examine your body before I can prescribe the right medicine."

"Okay, come and see."

Barnett looked around the hall, and said a little embarrassedly: "Uh... Your Excellency Duke, it seems that this place is not very convenient."

Duke Ferdinand reacted immediately and blushed. If you look at that part, it is indeed not appropriate in the castle hall used for receiving guests, and there are many guards standing in the hall, the Duke has not yet opened up to the extent that he can openly reveal his **** in front of so many people.

"Okay, you come with me."

The Duke stood up and walked out of the hall. Barnett and Maltz Kent looked at each other and followed quickly.

Ferdinand brought the "doctor" to his bedroom and said, "Come and see in my bedroom."

The Duke pushed the door open, and Barnett followed,

The two guards at the door saw that someone was about to enter the master's bedroom, so they also walked in.

Duke Ferdinand hesitated for a while, and finally ordered the two guards: "You should stand outside, and I will call you if there is something to do."

Although the Duke attaches great importance to his own safety, outsiders who can enter the castle have undergone strict body searches, so there should be no problem.

Even if the other party had any unruly intentions to attack suddenly, Duke Ferdinand believed that he could deal with an unarmed assassin. Although his physical condition had passed his peak, he still had some confidence in his skills.

And as soon as he heard his call for help, the guards outside would immediately rush in and chop the assassin into a pulp.

The two guards were a little surprised that the lord was staying in the bedroom alone with a burly man, but they didn't show it on their faces, they silently exited the bedroom and closed the door.

"So Dr. Barnett, do I need to take off my pants?"

Ferdinand sits in a chair awkwardly.

Barnett was taken aback for a moment, not expecting the Duke to ask such a question. He just wanted to restrain the opponent without the presence of the guards, and he really didn't think too much about it.

In order not to arouse suspicion, he said, "Yes, my lord, please take it off."

Duke Ferdinand was extremely embarrassed and hesitated.

"My lord, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Please remember that you are a patient and I am a doctor. This is nothing more than a normal thing."

"Okay." The Duke finally took off his pants hesitantly.

Barnett stepped up to the Duke, and he held out a hand and said, "My lord, I'm sorry."

Then something unexpected happened to Ferdinand.

It was too late, but it was too fast, the Duke only felt a pair of large iron clamps suddenly appear around his neck, and clamped his entire neck fiercely.

All of this happened almost instantly, and the Duke, who was very confident in his skills, had no time to react.

After a second or two, his brain finally figured out what was going on—he had been murdered.

"Come on..."

As soon as the duke choked out these two words, the big hands pinching his neck tightened even more, and finally he couldn't make any sound from his mouth.

Ferdinand grabbed Barnett's arm with both hands and tried to pull his hand away, but no matter how hard he tried, Barnett's hand would not move.

And his struggle also accelerated the suffocation, and soon his face turned a liver color.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and he finally passed out on the chair. Before closing his eyes, the last image he saw was Barnett's already stern face.