The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 458

Episode 458 Life Bone Cut Festival (3)

The Life Bone Cut Festival ended successfully thanks to the holidays.

At first, the citizens of Lachiende had some hesitation. However, he could not withstand the temptation(?) of Rakiel, who was steeped in all kinds of commercial tactics and tricks. In the end, I gave in. Everyone stood in line as if they were running a bargain sale.

And he willingly paid a donation of 2 mazen. What if circumstances are insufficient? I even had to borrow it. What about those who can’t even do that? He wrote his name on the list of volunteer applicants.

That was the end of it.

Throughout the period of the festival, Tusik had to constantly take x-rays. Pictures of countless people’s bones were engraved on the plaster. The poses were also varied. A variety of bone photos with various concepts and bizarre scenes were mass-produced, including the traditional V-ulzzang angle, couple heart shot, and more.

Thanks to you…

“The news is that donations alone have covered more than half of the city’s restoration costs. “Thanks to this, the mayor of Breda is constantly in a state where the corners of his mouth are hanging from his ears.”

“okay. “I guess so.”

“Lord Tusik also seems to have regained his confidence through this incident. “He didn’t seem depressed anymore.”

“okay. “It will happen.”

“People who participated in the festival also seemed very satisfied. “He seemed happy and curious as to which part of the plaza the brick with his bones engraved on it would be used.”

“okay. “It’s worth it.”

“But what are you doing, Your Highness?”

“Hmm?”

Rakiel, who was concentrating on the things lined up on the table, raised his head. And he smiled brightly at Damian, who had just given a series of reports and questions.

“me?”

“Yes, Your Highness. “It looks like you are doing some important paperwork, but I was curious as to why you were doing it by yourself.”

“Oh this?”

Rachiel’s smile deepened. He then looked around at the various documents and materials piled up on the table and said.

“I’m making promotional materials.”

“Public relations… what do you mean it’s material?”

“X-ray medical services.”

The crown prince’s explanation continued.

“I learned a lesson from this. People are afraid of the unfamiliar. “In particular, they say they become very anxious when something that they consider to be supernatural related to their body occurs.”

“Then, if you return to the imperial capital, you can use it at the Oriental Medicine Clinic in the villa…”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Rachiel held up a large piece of paper to be used in the data book. It looked like a picture drawn by an unknown child. However, the content of the picture was unusual. When Tusik sneezed, the bones of parts of the bodies of people around him were visible, and everyone laughed and enjoyed seeing him like that.

“The title of the picture is roughly a picture of a happy life.”

Rachiel said proudly.

Damian asked.

“Is this the image of people having fun while taking x-rays?”

“yes. That’s it. People are weak to what they can see. That’s why this type of painting can ease people’s anxiety to a great extent.”

“So, it seems like you made a good plan to promote it by even using a drawing by an unknown child.”

“Young kid?”

“yes.”

“It’s not?”

“yes?”

“Did I draw it?”

“….”

“Is my picture that strange?”

“yes.”

“Wow, look at you answering without even breathing.”

“Because it is a clear fact that cannot be denied no matter what.”

“Can’t you just mellow out a little bit?”

“I have heard that a good monarch needs sound advice.”

“Isn’t this not advice, but verbal abuse?”

“no.”

“why?”

“Because I am someone who protects His Majesty.”

“Wow, that protection is so spicy.”

“Anyway, you were creating a promotional material by combining those pictures with the testimonies of people here.”

“yes. “You’re good at talking back.”

“I will help too.”

“What? Even trying to make up for it.”

“Because I am someone who helps you.”

“So much.”

Rachiel burst out laughing.

A smile of similar temperature was faintly drawn on the corner of Damian’s mouth.

“Then is it time to return to the imperial capital?”

“That’s right. “You’ve been gone too long.”

“It certainly is.”

“It’s because of you.”

“…yes?”

Damien, who was trying to organize the documents next to him, flinched. The smile on Rachiel’s lips turned into a playful one.

“In the first place, to equip you with a multi-mana heart, you left the imperial capital and went to Asrahan Margin, and there you got involved in the incident caused by Tusik. You argued in this city, won this city, and even went to the royal capital of Harmion, didn’t you?”

“That’s…”

“So you are the cause of all that. Hey. There is no other escort like this. Send the lord to the border and just do it. huh?”

“….”

“So you like it?”

“yes. great.”

“oh. “Is this rebellion?”

“Can’t I rebel?”

“No. “It’s an escort.”

“You are blatantly abusing power.”

“If it’s unfair, you can become the crown prince.”

“This is fatal.”

“You’re still thankful, right?”

“yes?”

“Thanks to you, I have increased my multi-mana hearts infinitely.”

“…but that’s true.”

“but?”

“I do not know. “I’m feeling anxious right now, but I can’t think of any words to explain it clearly.”

“Yes, you were tricked.”

“….”

Should I at least hit him once?

For a brief moment, Damian thought of a serious thought. I want to hit it. I want to hit him at least once. Then it would be such a relief. I think I’ll sleep well tonight. It looks like it will be something to brag about to future generations.

“I thought you wanted to hit me just now, right?”

“no.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Do you want to try it?”

“…!”

“Hey. “My eyes wavered.”

“…no.”

“Are your words and eyes a little different?”

“Not really.”

“What is it? “I will trust you that way.”

“….”

“What are you doing? Why are you holding on to the data? If you want to organize things, you better do it properly. like this. like this. huh?”

“…majesty.”

“Hmm?”

“No….”

“Yes. You just cursed inside. okay. I understand. “I am a generous and merciful lord.”

“….”

“But who wants to keep chatting like that while organizing data? “Let’s organize it.”

“….”

“Oh my, I’m so excited, Lalulal.”

“….”

Only occasionally. You seem infinitely obnoxious as you are now, but in fact, I feel infinitely more respectable. I understand why you bother to do this. I feel like I know that feeling. I feel burdened to say thank you in kind words. So, I can feel just a little bit that this was done on purpose. I am even more grateful to you, Your Majesty.

Of course, Damian didn’t necessarily say those feelings out loud. Instead, he just blurted out a word with a bitter smile on his face, just as the crown prince wanted.

“You are so mischievous.”

“Uh huh. Write it. “No chatting.”

“….”

Hey.

Damian complained even more bitterly. And he devoted himself to helping his master organize his documents. Just like that, the last peaceful night in Rakiende passed by.

♣

Preparations for departure toward the imperial capital were simple.

Just a carriage.

Urus and Tusik’s attendants.

The Margrave and elite gasols.

A rather frugal(?) party was formed, accompanied by only about 50 cavalry drawn from the escort corps.

However, the process of leaving the city was not as simple as that. This was because most of the citizens of Rakiende, who heard the news, poured out into the square and streets to see them off.

In other words, the heat filled the entire city like a crucible, as if Korea had advanced to the World Cup finals. Of course, all that enthusiastic heat was poured in this direction.

“Your Majesty the Crown Prince!”

“Be sure to come back!”

“I look forward to seeing you again!”

“The day your highness returns will be my next birthday!”

“I will hold my breath until your Majesty returns! “Hmm!”

A series of shouts and shouts were heard outside the carriage, as if a riot had broken out. The whole carriage rang and my ears almost fell off. No, the shouting was so loud that Damian’s voice next to him was completely drowned out.

Thanks to this, Rachiel smiled bitterly.

‘Everyone… thank you.’

Have you ever been greeted so enthusiastically by so many people in your life? Have you ever received such warm support? I don’t think there was much. I feel like I have become the main character of this world. The illusion of overwhelming emotion.

At the same time, on the other hand, worries are creeping up.

‘In the morning… Mayor Breda formally took the oath of allegiance.’

It was right after finishing the last breakfast before departure. Even before the table was cleared, Mayor Breda suddenly got down on one knee. And did you post an oath of loyalty along with a formal knighthood?

‘I firmly swear with my heart, honor, blood, pride, soul, and devotion that from now on, as long as Breda Tenibach and her descendants continue to breathe in this world, it will be Raquiel Adria Magentano and her descendants who will be served by me and my descendants. ‘

He said…

He offered the ‘Oath of Bavaria’, the most honest oath among knights’ oaths, to dedicate everything to his family and their descendants forever.

‘That only appeared once in the novel Demon Sword Emperor.’

Was it almost the end?

This was the oath Damian received from his vassals when he was finally crowned emperor.

But they received it from Mayor Breda. It was something I never thought of. Even more so because it wasn’t just one time.

‘majesty! I also offer the same oath to you!’

Was it because I heard that Mayor Breda had offered the ‘Bavarian Pledge’? The gaunt margrave, who must have been busy preparing for departure from his lodgings, came running like the wind. I fell to my knees with the same momentum I had running. Before they could react, the same ‘Bavarian Oath’ was suddenly inserted into their eardrums.

‘…That damn sense of rivalry.’

He was the Margrave of Breda, a nemesis and rival to the mayor of Breda’s family for generations. But I guess I was nervous because I felt like I was behind in my pledge of loyalty to this side. So I was even more grateful, but at the same time, I felt anxious.

‘It is said that pledging loyalty to me has become a precious and important thing even for the big names on the border, like Mayor Breda and the Margrave of Asrahan…’

So what happens to me now?

If this continues, won’t he really become an emperor?

no.

I don’t want to do that.

However, if things continue like this, it seems like I will be sitting on the throne without being able to take it or leave it. Such an ominous feeling arises. Just a hunch? No, this is. This is a clear prediction. That’s a pretty strong prediction, too. It is a prediction as vivid and clear as the fact that if you lie about going to a private academy and go to a PC room and your mother catches you, you will be scolded.

“…We’re in big trouble.”

“yes?”

Did he hear any murmurs even amidst the shouts of people surrounding the carriage? Damian, who was sitting across from the carriage, pricked his ears in this direction.

“No, nothing.”

Rakiel shook his head.

And then he hinted and looked away.

“Mr. Javilon, aren’t you uncomfortable?”

“…Eup!”

Likewise, the seat across from the carriage. The seat next to Damien. There, with Manahat blocked, Javilon, tied up like a fried shrimp and with a three-stage gag on his mouth, was glaring at us with his blue eyes flashing.

Rakiel chuckled.

“okay. “It’s okay because I can breathe.”

“Ugh! “Eup!”

“Damian? “Be quiet.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Perfect!

Damian struck Javilon’s forehead with a hammer loaded with the power of Multi Mana Heart. That’s it. Javilon, who was protesting angrily that he could not dare to treat himself like this, fell into a comfortable(?) dreamland of deep sleep.

Rakiel thought as he looked at that.

How should we deal with that person?

Of course, there was a predetermined answer.

“I think your Majesty the Emperor will be satisfied with this as a souvenir from your border trip.”

Probably so.

Returning to the imperial capital after a long time.

A villa that is my own home.

The journey there was both long and short. Every day I fall asleep and wake up in the carriage. Being carried away trudging. In the middle, the regretful Margrave leaves the group and returns to his base. Getting carried away again. Falling asleep and waking up in the carriage.

After almost 20 days, when heat rashes appeared on the buttocks, Rachiel and the group finally entered the ecliptic Magenta.

However, the emperor whom I met again after a long time there… had an unexpected appearance.