Alfred was lying on the bed, his face pale. When Ella and a group of knights entered the door, he suddenly vomited and lay on the edge of the bed and vomited wildly. The servants on the side felt that this was indecent, so they hurriedly took a washbasin, and someone else was holding a rag to clean the vomit on the ground. Seeing this, Amy hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the two servants away.

"Don't get close to the Knight King like this anymore. Be careful not to be touched by saliva, and you cannot directly contact vomit. We have seen people who are suspected of getting sick due to contact with sputum."

When they heard that they would be infected with the Black Death, the two servants were all frightened. They asked in a trembling voice: "But this is our job, what should we do?"

"Find a way to wrap yourself from head to toe, and iron it with boiling water after each contact, preferably burn it. Especially hands and face, you need to be extra careful."

The two servants nodded in a hurry: "Okay, let's go and prepare first."

They walked by Ella with their heads lowered and they could see that their bodies were already trembling with fear. Since no one was cleaning, the sprawl of vomit on the ground remained there. Ella reached out and stopped the other knights who were about to enter the door to visit Alfred: "Now you can't get close to the Knight King. If you want to talk, just stand at the door."

But the knights were not afraid of fear, and shouted, "We are not afraid of death! Let's go in!" and began to push Aira.

Alfred roared angryly: "Bastard, if you all get sick, who will guard Winchester? Listen to the orders of the King of Sweden!"

The group of knights were shocked and stood at the door honestly. But Alfred choked several times with the roar just now, and then vomited out "wow".

Ella noticed that there was a lot of red blood sputum in these vomit.

"Alfred, when did you experience symptoms? How do you feel now?"

"Last night, I felt very cold when I was sleeping." Alfred wrapped the quilt around his body and shivered repeatedly. "Now it's a headache, full body is weak, heartbeats violently, and breathing seems a little uncomfortable, and there is this..."

Alfred reached out and lifted his sleeves up, showing Ella the terrible dark spots that appeared on it.

Ella's brows began to lock: "Alfred, have you taken the medicine?"

Alfred shook his head, "Not yet. The medicine is short of now. I think I am in good health and I should be able to resist without taking medicine..."

"Idiot! Eat it right away!"

Ella's hoarse shout scared Alfred. He asked weakly: "King of Sweden, is my condition serious?"

Ella stood there and didn't speak for a long time. She was not a doctor, but she had seen many patients with the Black Death. Alfred's symptoms are not only serious, but even the most serious type. People with the same symptoms last for only half a day, and those with a long time can only last for three days at most. For those with such severe symptoms, even if they take sulfonamide, the mortality rate is 100%.

——Yes, 100%. So far, the cure rate of sulfonamide for this severe patient is zero.

Although Ella said nothing, Alfred had seen a clue from the change of expression on her face. Suddenly, he shouted: "The knights obey the order!"

The group of knights knelt down at the door. Looking at them, Alfred said seriously: "When I was sick, as long as the crisis in Scotland was not lifted, Winchester's military affairs would be fully handed over to the King of Sweden. If necessary, she could mobilize the entire country's army. You must obey her orders. Do you understand?"

Ella was startled: "Alfred, you..."

"You have also handed the army to me with confidence before. Since you are an ally, you must have basic trust." Alfred signaled Ella not to interrupt him, because he had no strength to speak anymore. "As for my subordinates or not, it depends on you. If necessary, you can execute any person, including the Knights present, to correct the military discipline."

No one spoke. So Alfred shouted again angrily: "Did you hear me?"

Then the group of knights bowed their heads on the ground and replied, "Abide by the order!"

Alfred breathed a sigh of relief, and then a tired expression appeared on his face. He couldn't sit still and slowly lay back on the bed. Suddenly, he said, "Miss Amy, have you ever considered getting married to me right now?"

"Ha?" Amy was stunned for a moment, "Are you... kidding?"

"Yes, just kidding." Alfred's eyes slowly closed, "I'm not married yet. If I die like this, you can find a heir who ranks first in the inheritance order according to the inheritance law."

The group of knights were shocked: "King King, you..."

"I'm tired," Alfred waved his hand and said, "You all retreat. Without my orders, you are not allowed to visit me again."

Everyone had to retreat and leave Alfred in the dark room. Ella couldn't help but glance back, but saw him sitting up again, taking off the lake sword hanging on the wall beside the bed, and holding it in his arms like a lover.

As soon as he walked out of the house, the knights grabbed Ella's sleeve: "King of Sweden, please, you must save the King of Knights!"

"I think so too. But I'm not a doctor." Ella said, "The current situation can only be waited for Paracelsus to come. I hope Alfred can hold on until that time."

Sorrow enveloped the crowd in the form of silence. After a while, someone suddenly shouted in grief and anger: "It's all the blame for those Aztlans! If they hadn't put the Knight King in prison and stayed in the palace well, how could he have contracted this disease!"

As soon as this sentence was expressed, everyone present echoed:

"Yes! It's all the Aztlans! It's time to execute all the prisoners of war now!"

"You can't spare the main culprit! The King of Sweden, take us to take the initiative to attack and defeat Bjorn's troops!"

"Yes, let's take the initiative! I'll call my entourage now..."

"You are confused?" Ella glared at the knights who asked for battle. "Didn't you fight Bjorn just now under the leadership of Alfred? Did you win?"

The group of knights all lowered their heads and stopped talking.

"Your Majesty, without Alfred, the morale of the English people will be much lower." Amy whispered in Ella's ear, "If you don't want some ways to improve your morale, you may not even be able to defend the city."

"Then you can't take the initiative! Alfred had to take a defensive attitude when he was there. Now that Alfred is not here, taking the initiative is completely in vain!"
Chapter completed!