The Gotland merchant didn't know that Ella did not come back with Nagilfa.

In the palace in Gotland, Amy asked the soldiers under her with a dark face: "How did you lose the King of Sweden?"

"We can't figure it out!" the soldiers replied, "The King of Sweden said he wanted to go to Sewei to see the forestry situation there, so we protected her and rowed a small boat. The one on the same boat also had the sheep raised by the King of Sweden. But in a blink of an eye, the King of Sweden disappeared, and the sheep disappeared! We were afraid that the sheep was transformed by the demon, so we hurriedly sent someone back to report the news!"

"What about that wolf smoke? Isn't that signal to discover the Swedish king? Could it be that you lit the wolf smoke and asked me to drive Nagilfa to pick you up?"

The soldiers were anxious: "No! We did find the King of Sweden when we lit the wolf smoke! But after lighting the cigarette, we seemed to hear the big tree talking. When we opened our eyes, the King of Sweden disappeared again!"

"The tree is talking?" Amy pondered for a while and waved the soldiers back, "You guys go down... bring me that guy named Dust."

So, the drunk Dust was dragged from the tavern to Amy. Perhaps because he had drunk too much, he couldn't stand firm without the support of the soldiers. Finally, he simply gave up standing and sat on the ground and looked at Amy in a daze.

"The King of Sweden has been missing for seven days." Amy asked with a frown, "My soldier said she always disappeared in a blink of an eye. As her swordsman, do you have any clues?"

"Really? It's amazing!" Dust leaned his neck back and laughed, "I deserve to be my student!"

"Do you really know this? You always teach the Swedish king some strange skills outside of swordsmanship, and I wonder if it would be you..."

"Skills outside of swordsmanship? No, these are all my swordsmanship!" Dust shook his body and said in a drunken voice unique to the drunkard, "It's not a swordsmanship without holding a sword? Swordsmanship is not such an inconvenient thing!"

"Then what kind of ghost sword skills are you training this time??"

"Ghost Sword? That's right! This is the mystery of my sword technique, just like the infestation of ghosts and gods... Call it... Ghost Sword technique is good, just call it Ghost Sword technique." Dust raised a finger and swayed in front of him, "I gave the Swedish king a trial, allowing her to take a burdened living creature without any weapons to avoid the army's search for seven days. If she does it, I will teach him the last few styles of Dust's 100 styles of sword technique."

"Dust flow sword technique one hundred styles? So this is indeed not the sword technique of the Mistertin clan???"

"Talk, silence." Dust hurriedly changed his words, "It's the Mistertin clan's swordsmanship of 100 styles!"

"Since it's a sword training... well, your Majesty has a rare rest time all year round." Amy breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. At the same time, Dust suddenly felt nauseous and vomited out with a "wow".

Amy couldn't help but pinch her nose: "Dust, do you drink like this by His Highness Anna? She hates the smell of alcohol so why don't you beat you?"

"Beat, beating, I'll beat me up!" Dust lay on his back in the pile of vomit, "So drink more now... now."

"Supreme." A soldier walked up at the door, "Someone outside wanted to see the King of Sweden. He said he wanted to discuss the purchase of sulfonamide."

"There are so many merchants staring at sulfamethas." Amy asked impatiently, "What gift did they bring this time?"

"No gifts, I came empty-handed!"

"Oh?" Amy was a little excited. "Drag the Swedish King's swordsman down first, then clean the floor, and then bring them in."

Ural and Balar limped in in extremely exaggerated posture. As soon as they entered the door, before they could carefully look at the people sitting on the throne, they let out a "wow" howl, and then knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"King of Sweden! You can save us! A black death broke out in our village. The merchants raised the price of sulfa very high. If we didn't sell the houses and land, we wouldn't be able to afford it! But even if we sold all of these, it would only be enough to save one family, but there was only one person who was sick in a family! If there was no medicine, the whole village would be dead!"

Amy was startled: "Where is your village? Don't cry, raise your head, there are medicines here, you can talk about it slowly."

Ural said that this was done, and he raised his head suddenly—

So the three people in the palace began to stare at each other.

"I remember you... aren't you students from Alchemy Academy?" Amy said.

Ural secretly cried in his heart, and the girl he met on that big ship before was the King of Sweden. But he was so quick and tight, his eyes rolled, and he cried again with a "wow":

"Yes, we know that we don't have much money and can't buy much sulfonamide. The villagers finally raised some money for us and asked us to come to the Alchemy Academy to learn how to make it, so that we could save the villagers from the village. As a result, the students of the college were purely targeting us, first burning my brother's butt with a chariot, and then smashing us with a catapult. The most hateful and hateful thing was that the teacher named Gotfried actually forced us to do math problems! If we didn't do it, he would hit us with magic. I was injured now, and I would scream in pain when I lay in bed at night!"

"Learn... you need very advanced alchemy skills to make sulfonamides... You can come to the Alchemy Academy to learn it for less than a year, right? Then aren't all the people in your village gone?"

Amy keenly noticed the loophole in Ural's speech, but Ural came without hesitation and went with the flow. He cried in a louder voice: "It turns out that making sulfonamide is so difficult to learn? Then what should we do! My mother and my sister are all waiting to use medicine! And the little lamb I raised at home seems to be infected, and I don't know if he is still alive..."

"The sheep... shouldn't have the Black Death?"

"We are all peaceful farmers, and we don't know these things. I just saw that it had some symptoms. I guess it should be the Black Death. What is it? I'm so fond of the little sheep!!!"

Ural deliberately pulled the topic to the sheep. He had never heard of the sheep suffering from the Black Death, but this deliberate little mistake will only increase the authenticity of his words.

"Then the ship you came on when you came..."

"It was also the villagers who raised money for us! King of Sweden, our villagers really couldn't find any other way. I heard that you have always been kind, so I came to you. Please, give us sulfonamide!"

Amy was frightened by these conspiracies. But after all, she was not Ella and would not let go of her guard easily: "Come on, and show me your hands."

The hands of merchants and citizens are relatively gentle, while the hands of farmers and craftsmen are relatively rough. A person's identity can be distinguished by just looking at his hands. Amy wanted to use this method to judge whether Ural and Balar were farmers. But after all, she was not a professional person who knew how to identify people. Before Ural and Balar were thieves, they did work in the countryside. Amy looked left and right, but she did not see any flaws.

"Okay, then give you some sulfonamides." Amy said, "Where is your village? I'll send a team of people to help you escort them."

This is also an Amy's precaution. Whether these two people lie can be seen at a glance when they arrive in the village. For the villagers, it is very necessary to have soldiers help deliver goods. If these two people are liars, they will reject Amy's proposal.

But Ural pressed Balar's head without thinking and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, King of Sweden, our village is on the Jutland Peninsula, not far from this!"

Amy sighed: "How much sulfamide do you need? I'll ask someone to prepare it for you. The basic labor cost is still charged. You should have this little money - and, I'm not the King of Sweden. Today is the seventh day. If you are lucky enough to meet the real King of Sweden, thank her in person at that time."
Chapter completed!