She Was Sent by God - Chapter 137

The servant turned to face the king before leaving. He then spoke the king’s words to Marquis Songrad, who was sitting in a chair waiting for him.

 

“Are you saying I should just leave?”

 

“Yes, Your Highness is too busy for an audience.”

 

“But it’s not just a thing…….”

 

The marquis scribbled over the end of his words. If he gives it to the servant, it will almost certainly end up in storage somewhere and will only accumulate dust.

 

“It’s an important item, so I need to meet and give it to him personally; if His Highness is busy, could you ask Her Highness to see me?”

 

“I’m sorry, Her Highness is currently not receiving any audience.”

 

“Tell the queen that I have brought medicine to cure Prince Robert’s illness—a it’s really important thing.”

 

“Prince Robert’s disease?”

 

Unknowingly, the servant raised his voice.

 

“Hurry.”

 

“I see. Please wait a momentarily”

 

In a panic, he dashed to the royal palace. Marquis Songrad sat and stood up on the sofa, nervously waiting. The servant did not return until a long time later.

 

“The Queen is asking you to come now.”

 

“Take the lead.”

 

The sun had already set by the time he arrived at the Queen’s Palace. The queen stood up and welcomed him when the door was opened.

 

“Welcome, Marquis Songrad.”

 

“I’m seeing the Queen.”

 

At first glance, Queen Ilona didn’t have a good complexion. She appeared precarious and as though she might immediately fall to the ground if touched from the side.

 

“The servant said that you brought the prince’s illness medicine.”

 

“Yes, here it is.”

 

The Marquis pulled the medication from his pocket and handed it to her. He expected her to be surprised and happy, but unlike Chavolti, Ilona only smiled faintly while fiddling with the medicine envelope.

 

“Thank you for your concern. Marquis.”

 

“You’re not happy.”

 

“…… Before I let Prince Dietrich go, many doctors planted hope in me.”

 

Only then did Marquis Songrad realize why the Queen was so calm.

 

“Many people brought medicine to save the prince.”

 

“I coerced the child into opening his mouth so I could keep administering the bitter medicine. I’m unsure whether everything is pointless.”

 

“I regret not giving him at least one more hug.”

 

Her voice trembled slightly. Deep remorse came over her. Marquis Her voice quavered a little. She felt intense regret. Marquis Songrad leaned forward. He had strong, clear eyes.Songrad leaned forward. His eyes were firm and clear.

 

“I’m not here to give the Queen unwarranted optimism. Others have already proven the effectiveness of this medication.”

 

“Proven……?”

 

“I heard that more than 500 people took the medication, and many of them were cured, and the herbalist says it works better in the early stages of the disease,”

 

“What did you say?”

 

Ilona’s pupils dilated greatly. She sprang up from her seat.

 

“Is that, is that true?”

 

“What’s true?”

 

They believed it was just the two of them in the room when another voice suddenly entered. Marquis Songrad turned and looked straight into Sebastian’s eyes. He stood straight up and bowed to the king.

 

“Your Highness.”

 

“The Marquis seems to have a lot of time. To come in the morning and stay in the palace until the sun sets.”

 

“I asked for her presence because I have something to offer the Queen.”

 

“What made you raise your voice?”

 

The irritation in Sebastian’s voice was clear. Upon noticing it, the queen opened her mouth.

 

“Your Highness, Marquis Songrad, has brought a cure for the plague.”

 

“Oh, a cure. You brought medicine that even the best doctors couldn’t find?”

 

“This medicine has already helped hundreds of people.”

 

Ilona’s eyes sparkled with optimism. Sebastian made a finger-clicking motion. The servant presented the king with his medicine.

 

“Where’s the doctor who made this medicine?”

 

“It’s not a doctor, she’s an herbalist from Sutmar.”

 

“Sutmar?”

 

Sebastian’s face blanched at the mention of the location’s name.

 

“Then did my sister send you this precious medicine?”

 

“Yes, Your Highness. Duchess Arpad is especially…….”

 

“Marquis, try it first.”

 

“What?”

 

Sebastian handed the medicine back to the servant. He raised only one corner of his mouth sarcastically.

 

“How do I know this is a genuine medicine and not a poison that will endanger my son?”

 

“That’s not true, Your Highness! How could the Duchess of Arpad do such a thing to your Majesty?”

 

“Rather than saying it, the marquis can demonstrate it in person.”

 

“…….”

 

The Marquis of Songrad’s face flushed with restraint and contempt. When the queen attempted to take a step forward, Sebastian stopped her with his hand. He instead to use his chin to point the medication.

 

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“What are you doing, Marquis? Try it.”

 

“There is only one medicine, and if I take it, there won’t be anything left for the prince.”

 

“I’ll worry about it after the Marquis has swallowed the medicine.”

 

Marquis Songrad clenched his fist. The servant stumbled over the medication. The Marquis ripped open the medicine bag and swallowed what was inside. In the room, there was a deafening silence. Sebastian shrugged as the marquis was fine even after completely swallowing the medicine.

 

“I guess it’s not poison.”

 

“Can you believe me now?”

 

“Oh, of course. I believe it.”

 

“Your Highness!”

 

Ilona, who had been holding back, stepped forward.

 

“My queen, I heard you’re staying too long at the prince’s palace; what if you get sick?”

 

“What matters now is the cure for the prince!”

 

Water drops formed around Ilona’s eyes as she couldn’t help but become enraged. Sebastian embraced her in the manner of a loving husband

 

“How can I give a medicine made by a herbalist I’ve never heard of to the prince?” “They claimed to have treated hundreds of people with it.”

 

“The rumor would have already spread if it were that kind of medicine.” He exclaimed with a wild laugh.

 

“It’s late, so leave, Marquis.”

 

He waved to Marquis Songrad standing on one side.He motioned to Marquis Songrad, who was standing to one side.

 

“By the way, please thank Agnes for the excellent medicine.”

 

“……Yes, Your Highness.”

 

It was blatant satire. The marquis turned around and walked out of the Queen’s Palace, trembling with shame and contempt.

 

Only two people spoke quietly in the large room.

 

“Perhaps the marquis’s medicine is genuine.”

 

“Are you still not giving up, despite the fact that so many Doctors have given you false hope?”

 

“Give up? Are you insane? Who am I doing this for? Isn’t it for our son, the prince?”

 

“Don’t believe that nonsense; Prince Robert will recover quickly. The palace physician says…”

 

Sebastian smiled as he patted the Queen on the shoulder. Ilona immediately began to contort her body as soon as his arm touched her.

 

“I can’t continue living if Robert ends up like Dietrich.”

 

“Ilona”

 

“Why am I living in this cold palace? If even Robert dies, please know that I will die that day as well.”

 

“Ilona!”

 

In the queen’s eyes, there was nothing but poison. She turned away from Sebastian and went straight to the prince’s bedroom.

 

“Your Majesty.”

 

Sebastian was approached quietly by a knight.

 

“Marquis Songrad has just left the gate; should I keep following him?”

 

“No.”

 

The king looked at the knight with eerie eyes.

 

“Did you say the Marquis stayed in Chavolti Bezel’s mansion before entering the palace?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Now you’re doing things openly, Agnes.”

 

One side of his mouth’s corner tipped upward. He could hear rain pelting the window outside. Sebastian murmured as he stood near the window.

 

“It’s dark, and if the old marquis tripped in the rain and fell, it’ll be a disaster, don’t you think?”

 

“I’ll take care of it.” The knight replied bluntly and exited the room.

 

* * *

 

It was raining late in the winter when Marquis Songrad passed through the gate. His deputy approached from the outside.

 

“What happened?”

 

“The king did not believe me at all.”

 

“What? It’s a plague cure?”

 

Sighing, “I heard it’s effective if you drink it at the beginning of the symptoms. If I knew this would happen, I would have brought a few more. He was suspicious when he heard I got it from Sutmar.”

 

When he thought of the king, he just wanted to pass by and pretend not to notice him, but the innocent queen and prince caught his attention.

 

“I should ask them to send me more medicine, so get me a messenger to send to Sutmar right away.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Someone called him from behind not long after the deputy had left. Looking back, He noticed a man dressed as a royal knight approaching. Marquis Songrad approached him without hesitation.

 

* * *

 

Sutmar’s cold weather eventually subsided, and the frozen snow melted and the sprouts began to bloom.

 

Making the plague cure was also a breeze. Agnes was working in the office when she heard a knock on the window. A carrier pigeon shook its wings loudly as she opened the door. The message attached to the carrier pigeon’s feet was good.

 

Agnes’ mouth twitched. “Laslo negotiated successfully with the Duke of Epsilon.”

 

“That’s a relief; it’s happening much faster than I expected.”

 

She believes that keeping the army in place will make it possible to reach Sutmar a little more quickly.

 

“Should we wrap up the spice shipment?” Andrassy stated as he set down the papers.

 

Agnes sat in her chair, fiddling with a note.

 

“You should, and by the way, I haven’t heard anything from my grandfather or Chavolti.”

 

“Did something happen?” he asked casually.