Chosen Mate Of The Beastmen Empire

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.

"I'll prepare some medicine for you to try," she said, sitting down at the desk. She grabbed some paper and a pen, but t realized she hadn't learned enough characters and that the herb names she wrote might not match the local ones. She put the pen down. "Does the estate have any herbs?"

"Yes," Erik said, seizing the chance to dress, quickly recovering his dignified appearance. "I'll take you there."

The Duke's estate's herb storage was much larger than Nyx had imagined, with an abundant stock.

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It took her quite a bit of effort, but she finally found the herbs she needed from the

vast collection and immediately began to prepare the medicine.

Internal and external treatments could reduce inflammation, relieve pain, and prevent infection.

After just over ten days of using the medicine, there was noticeable improvement. Though it couldn't neutralize the poison, the wound's deterioration had visibly slowed down, and Nyx felt less psychological pressure as she checked his condition every day,

The vibe in the Duke's household was harmonious, but the Voss family seemed to be going through some trouble.

The crisp autumn days and clear skies made for pleasant weather.

After lunch, Nyx left the courtyard and went for a walk in the garden farther from

the estate, when she overheard some servants gossiping.

"I heard the Voss family is about to collapse. Is that true?"

"The Voss family? Isn't that the mistress's family? Won't the young master help them?"

"Shh-"

"I heard it has something to do with the young master. He's the one who ordered it."

"I've heard that too. It's said the young master is unhappy about the Voss family marrying the mistress off, so he's been targeting them."

"What? How could that be? The young master clearly dotes on the mistress. If the Voss family treated her badly, then even if it was the young master's doing, isn't it just to avenge her?"

“But after all, it's the mistress's family. Blood is thicker than water."

The two sides debated fiercely, each sticking to their opinions, until Nyx accidentally stepped on a dry twig, making a sharp cracking sound, causing the conversation to abruptly stop.

"Who... who's there?" The servants froze, feeling guilty for gossiping about their master.

They looked toward the source of the sound, and upon seeing Nyx, they immediately knelt, begging for mercy. "Mistress, please spare us."

Seeing the terrified group of servants kowtowing in fear, Nyx quickly waved her hand, signaling that she forgave them. "What's going on with the Voss family?" She asked, curious about the gossip. "Tell me everything you know in detail." The servants, relieved for a moment, immediately closed their eyes in despair, almost bursting into tears.

They thought, 'This is it. We're done for.'

Only one bolder servant sneaked a glance at Nyx's expression and, seeing that she didn't seem angry, he hesitated and cautiously spoke up, "I heard that during

a recent court session, Rohan, Lady Nyx's relative, was accused of embezzl bribery, negligence, and illegally seizing private land.

"The emperor was enraged and ordered Lady Nyx to be imprisoned and interrogated, with severe punishment pending. The Voss family's shops have all been sealed, leaving only one house."

The more Nyx listened, the more her expression relaxed, and her cheerful mood was impossible to hide.

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With so many charges combined, if they could be proven true, not only would he face the death penalty, but at the very least, Rohan deserved to be exiled thousands of miles away.

"What's your name?" she asked, handing a silver coin to the clever servant.

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This person had natural talent-not only bold and meticulous but also sharp and articulate, especially when gossiping with remarkable clarity. With proper training, he could become even more useful. Nyx made a note to recommend him to Pale Wolf later.

The servant, happy to receive the reward, beamed, "I'm Nico Marsh, in charge of the estate's kitchen purchases."

He was delighted to have received the silver, and in his heart, he was overjoyed. He thought, 'With the mistress's favor, could I be on my way to success?'

The others finally regained their senses, some regretting it, others envious, but it was already too late.

Nico seized the opportunity, loyally following Nyx and chatting with her to alleviate her boredom, telling her many amusing stories from the past about the estate.

He guessed what Nyx might like to hear, and kept the conversation focused on the young master.

Nyx listened intently to stories about Pale Wolf, some heroic, some silly, and her smile grew even brighter.

"By the way, there's something new recently..." Nico rummaged through his mind for recent stories and brought the timeline back to the present.

"What is it?" Nyx asked with interest. "Tell me about it."

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With so many charges combined, if they could be proven true, not only would he face the death penalty, but at the very least, Rohan deserved to be exiled thousands of miles away.

"What's your name?" she asked, handing a silver coin to the clever servant.

This person had natural talent-not only bold and meticulous but also sharp and articulate, especially when gossiping with remarkable clarity. With proper training, he could become even more useful. Nyx made a note to recommend him to Pale Wolf later.

The servant, happy to receive the reward, beamed, "I'm Nico Marsh, in charge of the estate's kitchen purchases."

He was delighted to have received the silver, and in his heart, he was overjoyed. He thought, 'With the mistress's favor, could I be on my way to success?'

The others finally regained their senses, some regretting it, others envious, but it was already too late.

Nico seized the opportunity, loyally following Nyx and chatting with her to alleviate her boredom, telling her many amusing stories from the past about the estate.

He guessed what Nyx might like to hear, and kept the conversation focused on the young master.

Nyx listened intently to stories about Pale Wolf, some heroic, some silly, and her smile grew even brighter.

"By the way, there's something new recently..." Nico rummaged through his mind

for recent stories and brought the timeline back to the present.

"What is it?" Nyx asked with interest. "Tell me about it."