"You managed to get your hands on a Saint Spirit Herb?" Black Hammer's interest was piqued.
"Saint Spirit Herb?" Theo put away his smile and sneered, "You don't need the Church's medicine to cure the patients infected with the demonic plague." He took two small leather bags from his waist and put them on the table, "Blaming it on the witches is just their usual trick, anyway, the dead can't refute it."
Black Hammer picked up one of the bags in confusion and shook it next to his ear. Then, he untied the rope and sniffed it. "No smell?"
"You take it and give it to the silver ring and the pot to drink, then you will know whether it is the real medicine or not," Theo said. "These two should still be in the tavern."
"Ever since I found out they were infected, I told them to hide in the basement and not come out. Now, the Black Spot patients are easily attacked by the citizens, and the Skeleton Fingers won't open the door to let them in." Black Hammer picked up the sack. "Sir, I'll give it a try."
After he got up and left, Hill was still staring at the table, not saying a word, which made Theo secretly shake his head.
For an ordinary person who had been living under the ravages of the demonic plague, when he heard that there was a medicine that could cure the disease, how could he be so calm? Even if they weren't so excited that they wanted to snatch it for a look, they would at least ask a few more questions. As an intelligence officer, this performance was really not up to standard.
"Can this medicine really cure the demonic plague?" Little Finger shouted, "Your Excellency, where did you get it?"
Even the little girl was better than him, Theo drank a glass of wine, "Of course, it was the Lord of the palace who gave it to me, besides him, who else would dare to go against the Church?"
After a while, Black Hammer returned with the silver ring and the clay pot. "Oh my god, this medicine is incredible! Not long after they drank it, the black spots on their bodies disappeared. "
"My Lord, thank you for your potion." The two of them knelt on the ground. The cracked skin of the clay pot was still dripping with blood. "You saved our lives!"
"Let's first bandage the wound," Theo waved his hand, although the purifying water was able to get rid of the disease, it was unable to heal the wound. If the seriously injured person wanted to fully recover, it would take at least a week or so, "Rather than thanking me, it would be better to thank my employer. If you complete this mission well, you might even have a chance to get rid of your identity as rats. "
"Your Majesty … No, I mean, does your employer really want us to sell the medicine?" Black Hammer asked excitedly. Obviously, he also realized that selling special potions at this time could bring in a lot of money.
"That's right. The Church's use of this method to deceive the citizens has made him extremely angry. If this bunch of scammers continue to do this unscrupulously, I'm afraid that the entire King's City will become a cathedral instead of the territory of the Wimbledon family." Theo said in a low voice, "In addition, he doesn't want to see such a big city with only a few living people, so the price of the potion absolutely cannot be too high, it must be affordable for the majority of the civilians." He then took out two leather bags and threw them on the table. "A bag like this can only sell for ten silver royals at most."
"Ten … ten silver royals!?" Black Hammer's eyes widened.
"That's right. Six will go to my employer, and the rest will belong to you." He opened his palm and said, "The potion is enough for five to six thousand people, so you'll get at least a few hundred Golden Dragon. Even if it's divided equally, it's not a small number. It's enough for you to spend the rest of your lives."
The other side looked like he wanted to say something but stopped, his eyes staring at the leather bags on the table, seemingly thinking about how to get a greater benefit from them.
In his heart, Theo was very clear about what these rats were thinking.
The potion itself didn't have any cost, even if it was given away for free it wouldn't be a problem, but with such a large amount of it, relying on him alone would be inefficient, and it would also be too eye-catching. Handing it over to the rats to sell would reduce the risk, and ten silver royals was also a price that most of the citizens could afford. Of course, it was impossible for these people to honestly sell it at a low price, whether it was secretly selling a part of it to the Inner City, or reselling it to the black market, they would be able to get a huge profit.
In the end, these potions would be sold at a low price to the civilians, perhaps less than half of them would be sold, but this wasn't the main point of Theo's concern. The task that His Highness Roland had given him was to thwart the Church's conspiracy as much as possible, as long as everyone understood that the Holy Elixir wasn't the only antidote to the demonic plague, and at the same time it wasn't a rare or expensive thing, the content of the priest's propaganda would be questioned by the people, especially those believers who had paid a huge price to get the Holy Elixir, they would start to doubt whether God's spokesperson was deceiving them or not.
"I know what you're thinking," Theo opened his mouth, "You want to hide some of it and sell it secretly, or sell it to a higher bidder first, I can pretend that I didn't see it … but don't forget," his tone turned cold, "my employer is not a kind person, if you don't want to sink to the bottom of the moat, it would be best for you to restrain yourself, after all, you have to live to have the opportunity to enjoy it."
"But what if someone else takes it and resells it?" Silver Ring asked.
"It's very simple, each person can only buy one bag, and they have to use it on the spot." After he finished speaking, he looked at the Black Hammer, "How about it, are you interested in taking this business?"
"Relying solely on the Underground Trumpeter may not be able to eat so many potions, I think …"
Theo directly interrupted him, "The specific arrangements for who to sell it to and where to sell it, that's your business, I'll just keep an eye on you for His Excellency."
The Black Hammer gritted his teeth, looked around at the four people, and seeing that no one raised any objections, he then pounded the table with his fist, "This business, I'll do it!"
"Very well," he nodded, "When the sun sets the day after tomorrow, the carriage carrying the potions will arrive at the entrance of the tavern. You arrange the people, and at the same time, spread the news about the new medicine. Do a good job, my employer doesn't want to see you fail. "
The day after tomorrow will also be the last day of the First Army's stay, after that, no matter what happens in the city, it will no longer pose a threat to His Highness, Theo thought.
…
Not long after he left the tavern, Hill caught up with him from behind.
"Don't you want to see my companions?They are all eager to take revenge on Timothy. "
"For the time being, I believe you because you passed the test, but that doesn't mean that I also believe them." Theo shook his head, "If you hadn't been caught today, what would you have done?"
"I wanted to go back and tell the news to everyone, and listen to their opinions, whether they should continue to observe for a while, or directly join His Highness Roland's side," he replied.
"Oh?" Theo asked with great interest, "What's your personal opinion?"
Hill hesitated for a moment, then said, "I think that His Highness is different from the majority of the nobles, there are very few people like him who will try their best to save the fugitives, and … he also treats the witches equally. If Timothy was also like this, my wife wouldn't …" He was silent for a moment, "Therefore, I am more inclined to directly serve His Highness."
"Then you go back now and don't say anything, just pretend that you never went to the pier."
"Why …" He raised his head in surprise.