Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 362

Erik's right leg was exposed, and the injuries were clear to see.

The entire knee area looked as if it had been burned or corroded, with not a single patch of healthy skin. The bone was almost exposed, and it seemed to be worsening, as if it would eventually rot down to the bone.

Nyx's heart twisted in pain, and she couldn't help but show a sorrowful expression.

She thought, 'No wonder ever since his leg was injured and he found out it couldn't be cured, there have been rumors that his temper has worsened.'

Facing constant pain day and night and knowing he would eventually lose the leg, no matter how strong a person was, their mental state would inevitably collapse.

This injury likely wasn't deep at first; it might have just been a small, insignificant scratch.

The key problem lay in the poison infecting the wound.

Nyx racked her brain, going through all the common poisons she could remember, but couldn't find any that matched this set of symptoms.

If it were a common poison, the imperial doctors wouldn't be at a loss. This had to be some rare kind of poison.

"Did the weapon that caused your injury belong to you? Is it still in your

possession?" she asked, hoping to study this poison. Maybe she could analyze the components and create an antidote.

To her disappointment, Erik shook his head. "The weapon was destroyed by the enemy."

"Alright," Nyx sighed dejectedly.

Whatever Nyx could think of, the other doctors certainly could as well, and the attackers wouldn't have overlooked such details.

"It's fine." Erik reassured her, pulling her closer and holding her hand tightly. "I think I've found a clue. This poison likely came from Banon, possibly similar to the strange poison he uses to control his subordinates, called 'Moonshade Poison."

Since discovering this, the shadow guards had been trying to obtain Moonshade Poison or its antidote from Banon, but they hadn't had much success.

Erik didn't tell Nyx the full truth. He reassured her with half-truths. "I've sent my people to search for the poison or the antidote. As long as we find one, we can solve the problem."

The worst-case scenario was that they'd have to gather enough evidence and eliminate Banon before they could get the medicine.

Given how fast the wound was worsening, waiting until Banon was brought down might be too late to save his leg.

Nyx frowned, unable to relax. She could tell that Pale Wolf was hiding something from her, and the situation might not be as optimistic as he made it sound.

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dress, quickly

Duke's estate's herb storage was much larger than Nyx had imagined, with

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effort, but she finally found the

began to

external treatments could reduce inflammation, relieve pain,

couldn't neutralize the poison, the wound's deterioration had visibly slowed down, and Nyx felt less

vibe in the Duke's household was harmonious, but the Voss family seemed to be going

autumn days and clear

and went for a walk in the garden farther

she overheard

heard the Voss family is about to collapse.

that the mistress's family? Won't the

"Shh-"

the young master.

said the young master is unhappy about the Voss family marrying

the Voss family treated her

after all, it's the mistress's family. Blood

opinions, until Nyx accidentally stepped on a dry twig, making a sharp cracking sound, causing the conversation to

The servants froze, feeling guilty for gossiping about their

looked toward the source of the sound, and upon seeing Nyx,

the Voss family?" She asked, curious about the gossip. "Tell me everything you

'This is

and, seeing that she

was accused of embezzl bribery, negligence, and illegally seizing

Nyx to be imprisoned and interrogated, with severe punishment pending. The

Nyx listened, the more her expression relaxed,

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he face the death penalty, but at the very least, Rohan deserved to be exiled thousands

your name?" she asked, handing a silver coin to the clever

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meticulous but also sharp and articulate, especially when gossiping with remarkable clarity.