“I wish you the best of luck, Doctor Helkin,” Alice said, smiling softly to Doctor Helkin.
“So, if you take small doses of freshly made poison, you will die within three months?” Madame Quillian asked abruptly, not even giving him a chance to say hello.
In response, Doctor Helkin nodded confidently, “Yes, the newly created poison is more powerful than the previous one, and leaves no traces. Just a small amount of this poison can cause your organs to start rotting away immediately. Because it leaves no traces, no one will discover it during an autopsy.”
Alice, who was quietly listening to their conversation, picked up a teacup to hide her furrowed face. The dark and bitter conversation was a sharp contrast to the sweet taste of the black tea she was drinking.
A poison that makes the organs rot — she couldn’t even imagine the pain that those words described, even though she would be the one to feed that poison to Kaillus.
Madame Quillian’s eyes lit up in interest as her face burst into a satisfied smile. “Incredible. The previous poison that made Kaillus fall ill was already amazing, but making another, more harmful one is truly unbelievable. The amount of money I have spent on you has not gone to waste.”
Helkin bowed his head a few times, “I’m always grateful to you Madame.”
It was true that Helkin had been taking an unimaginable amount of money from Madame Quillian.
“Will he feel pain when his organs rot?” Madame Quillian asked.
“…… He won’t feel any pain as the Duke is in a state of very deep sleep.”
“Hmm, really? That’s a shame.”
What? Alice’s face stiffened when she heard Madame Quillian’s words. No matter how much you don’t get along, isn’t it too cruel to wish him pain?
She felt goosebumps on her body at Madame Quillian’s cruelty, who sincerely wished for Kaillus to die a painful death. It was almost as if the Madame wasn’t satisfied with just killing her own son, and wanted more pain to be inflicted on him.
Even Helkin, who was known as an eccentric man, twitched his face at the blatant regret shown on Madame Quillian’s face.
“Ah, but three months is a bit of a problem,” Madame Quillian said, furrowing her eyebrows. “Edelm should be at least 16 years old……. His Majesty won’t approve of his succession until he’s 16, which is why I told you to put the current Duke Kaillus in deep sleep rather than kill him.”
Edelm is Kaillus’ s brother and Madame Quillian’s biological son.
“So……?”
“We would be in trouble if Duke Kaillus would die now. As Edelm is not 16 yet, other successors from the branch of the family may emerge and claim succession.”
“Ah,” the doctor sighed with realization, “The young master had told me to make the Duke a sleeping poison to wait for his succession.”
“Yes. Edelm needs to receive the title so I can manage the dukedom instead of acting as its protector. Moreover, when Edelm becomes an adult and takes over the Dukedom, it would be neat and clean, then the vassals will not be able to say anything.”
“Don’t worry about that. Three months would be the earliest but we can drag it up to six months if we adjust the poison intake amount.”
“You can do that?”
“Yes, our Young Madame here can adjust the amount of poison as I tell her,” Doctor Helkin said, as he turned towards Alice.
“Did you understand what the doctor said?” Madame Quillian asked.
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I Thought You Were A Time-Limited Husband (Novel)
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