The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 122

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 122

Episode 122 There are no good saints in the world (2)

I think this military doctor saint is crazy.

The spy became a little scared. However, Rakiel’s rapid pace showed no signs of stopping.

“Hey. Let me think about it. huh? They made me an offer. They want to change the flag. This isn’t something you just said easily. Right?”

“That’s true….”

“But if you think about it, this is a very burdensome decision for me too, right? Don’t you think so? You’re saying to betray the side you’ve been eating and stick with that side. Then there is quite a bit of risk for me too. It could be a life-changing decision. is not it?”

“Of course, that’s right.”

“yes?”

“exactly.”

“But why can’t the conditions be specific?”

“….”

“If I’m going to take risks and make decisions, I need to be able to clearly calculate which decision will be advantageous to me, which will be more beneficial, and whether I’ll end up in a hardcore gutter with a bad decision. “Don’t you think there needs to be evidence or data?”

“….”

“That’s how you compare. is not it? “Don’t you compare things when you buy them at that market?”

“Of course I do.”

“yes? Even if you buy the same type of cream bread at a bakery, you carefully observe which one is bigger before choosing. Why would you do that? If it’s the same price, I want to eat at least one bite more. But now you’ve done something worse than a local market bakery by suggesting that I change the flag? huh?”

“That…”

“What is that?”

“I am truly sorry.”

“If I’m sorry, will my life end?”

“no.”

“Then what should I do?”

“I’ll come…ready.”

“Use it.”

“….”

The spy shrank his neck.

Rachiel’s stern eyes flashed.

“It’s happening again. also. “Can I just say I’ll come prepared without thinking about it?”

“Then what…”

“Tell me specifically what you are going to prepare. now.”

“Now… you mean? “No?”

“of course.”

Fluffy.

Rachiel sat comfortably on the bed. He gently lifted his chin and looked at the spy. The look in his eyes was telling me to give a briefing from now on.

A look so shamelessly confident. The spy was caught up in the momentum. I began the briefing (?) as if I was reporting to a superior.

“Uh, first of all… As you said, we will prepare to present the financial compensation you will receive when you join the revolutionary army in precise, realistic amounts. Of course, this financial portion will be a comprehensive amount that includes the mansion, land, and various valuables to be paid.”

The spy finished his comment by trying to speak clearly. I was inwardly praising myself. That’s it. He said he didn’t stutter much at this level. It was okay.

However, his pride(?) was crushed by the wrinkles that appeared between Rachiel’s eyebrows.

“Write it. This person and this.”

“….”

“hey. Do I look like someone who simply spends money? Did you seem like a person who would be tempted and shaken just to that degree?”

“Of course…”

“Uh. answer.”

“….”

“I really like the attitude of talking about money first without hiding or leaving it out from the beginning. “Go ahead.”

“In addition, we will thoroughly investigate and present the title, honor, and actual treatment that will be received within the revolutionary army.”

“Then what are the safety measures?”

“Of course I will prepare. “This includes everything about escorts and security attendants.”

“Is that the end?”

“…yes?”

Are there any more left?

The spy desperately shook his head. The corners of Rachiel’s mouth curled up meaningfully.

“Certification that all the conditions just mentioned have been approved by the highest decision maker there.”

“…ah.”

“If it’s just a condition presented without that, they’ll kick it out without even looking at it. got it?”

“Oh, I understand.”

“Let’s be sure this time. huh?”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“okay. good. “Go and do some work.”

“….”

That saintly military doctor is now so scary that it gives me goosebumps. The spy felt like his brain cells were creaking. I could never have imagined this kind of reaction or development like this. Still, I thought it wasn’t a bad thing.

Because I lived.

Because I don’t think I need to die.

“Okay then…”

The spy quickly retreated from Rachiel’s tent. And after a while, Rachiel called the two people. It was Lord Gardin and Damian. As soon as the two arrived, they dropped a bombshell.

“I think I should join the rebels.”

“….”

Lord Gardin and Damian paused. We looked at each other. We exchanged looks. He then nodded meaningfully. They both thought at the same time.

Ah, Your Majesty has been very tired these days. You’re doing this because you work too much and can’t rest. are you okay. If life is too difficult, you may lose your mind for a moment. So, there is a saying called burnout.

The two felt sorry. A bitter smile appeared on Rachiel’s lips.

“I’m not saying this because I’ve lost my mind for a moment; I’m really sincere.”

“….”

“It’s real.”

“….”

“Can’t you trust me?”

“yes.”

Damian was the first to respond. His black eyes pierced Rachiel’s eyes with their characteristic sharp gaze.

“It still sounds like a joke, but if you really meant it, I’d like to stop you.”

“why?”

“Because it is morally wrong.”

“What about morality?”

“yes.”

Damian continued.

“Your Majesty felt sad when he heard the news of the civil war in Amboise. With the sole intention of helping Amboise in good faith, he came all the way here and took care of the wounded soldiers of the kingdom’s army. But now you suddenly want to join the rebels. “Do you think that makes sense?”

“huh.”

“….”

“Aren’t the rebel soldiers the people of Amboise?”

“But…”

“And I’m not a person loyal to the Kingdom of Amboise, am I?”

“Of course…”

“That’s right. Who am I? Does the Crown Prince of Magentano have an obligation to be loyal to the Armed Forces of the Kingdom of Amboise? No. To me, the kingdom army and the rebel army are just like foreign forces.”

“But…”

“There are many wounded soldiers in the rebel army over there. It’s probably being neglected. “Just like it was here when we first came here.”

“….”

Damian closed his mouth.

Little by little, I began to get a sense of what the crown prince was trying to say. So I couldn’t believe it. I thought I was crazy. But on the other hand, I was beginning to agree little by little. That made it even more absurd.

Rachiel continued.

“Look here. Our Healing Camp. It’s quiet these days, right? Almost no new wounded soldiers are being brought in. Because the kingdom army and the rebel army have been keeping an eye on each other lately. Because the standoff continues in front of Valois Fortress. So what about our camp? Only the wounded soldiers from before remained. But most of them have passed the dangerous period. “I have entered a stable recovery period.”

“No way, so….”

“Uh. I think I’ve roughly finished what I need to do here. So now I’m going to treat only the wounded soldiers who are being neglected over there and then go back.”

“You mean the villa in Magentano?”

“huh.”

Rachiel nodded.

In fact, I’ve often thought about going back to Magentano these days. As I had just said to Damien, it was because the number of new wounded soldiers had almost disappeared.

It felt like the end of a long season of business. I often felt like there wouldn’t be much to eat(?) even if there was more left.

‘If you think about it, I got everything I got by coming here. I also got a lot of bonus life. I also gained a skill for my weak hands. I also built up HP. So now it’s time to find a time to return to the villa.’

Come to think of it, it’s been quite a while since I left the annex oriental medicine clinic. It may still be running smoothly thanks to the skill of the werewolf nurses, but if it stays here longer, problems will arise. This is a byeolgung oriental medicine clinic where you can drink a hearty broth like bone broth for the rest of your life. If there was a problem, it was difficult.

‘But… just when it looked like the season of business was about to end, I saw the number of people who were going to steal the last hit!’

That was the rebel army’s recruitment offer. As soon as I heard the offer, I felt it right away. Ah, this is the dessert(?) table from the Amboise Civil War that was set before me as a bonus lifespan dinner. It would be rude not to accept this.

So it was.

I closed my eyes and decided to join the rebels. Just a month, or at least 15 days. I thought it would be enough to treat the wounded soldiers who had been neglected while serving in the rebel army.

‘All the soup and seasoning on the final dessert table.’

I will lick it and return to the villa.

So I decided. Of course, he did not reveal his true intentions. After all, these two people don’t know about the bonus lifespan.

Was that why? Sir Gardin, who had been silently by his side, suddenly took out a handkerchief from his bosom. He pinched the corners of his eyes and blew his nose.

“…Your Highness I am touched.”

“Why Sir Gardin again?”

“The mindset that the patient receiving treatment is neither friend nor enemy… I will reflect on this and learn from it!”

“…Oh yeah.”

If it’s such a misunderstanding, thank you. Rachiel grinned at the two people.

“So we’re going over there. It won’t take a few days. Just know that.”

Damian nodded reluctantly. Sir Gardin wiped his eyes with his handkerchief even more diligently.

Several days have passed. In the meantime, Rakiel prepared for transfer(?). I met with the spy every night. Recruitment conditions were adjusted.

Meanwhile, he sent a letter to Princess Adeline. It seems like his work here is done now. Now, he is slowly returning to the palace of Magenta, the ecliptic. The white letter paper was filled with bright red lies.

And added as a postscript.

There is a very large oak barrel specially made in the Healing Camp warehouse. It is said that it contains alcohol and the corpse of the queen bee of Vesparus. Please ship it to Ecliptic Magenta. He said that if he showed that level of consideration, the reward he would receive by coming here would be enough. I would appreciate it.

‘…With this, you will be able to get the queen bee liquor that you worked so hard to brew.’

Chureup.

Rakiel licked his lips and sent Jeon Seo-gu flying away. Just like that, I was ready to leave the healing camp.

Early the next morning, a letter of instructions to the camp’s military doctors was placed on the tent bed. And then he secretly left the camp with Lord Gardin and Damian. I contacted a rebel spy on the outskirts of the camp.

“It is an honor to serve you like this. From now on, I will give you directions.”

I followed the spy and moved.

Disguised as a free top. We rode a cart and moved for about three days. I moved around the place of confrontation between the kingdom army and the rebel army spread out all over the place.

Cross the mountains and cross the water.

Past the plains.

We reached the foot of the mountain where the Valois fortress was visible. The main force of the rebel army was concentrated there. The group was immediately guided to the center of the rebel camp.

“This way.”

A high-ranking officer from headquarters greeted us. I followed the officer in. From then on, my heart started pounding little by little.

‘Wow, I was mentally prepared. Still, I’m nervous.’

Rakiel took a deep breath. There will be no chance of your identity being discovered here. Because the disguise magic of the Imperial Palace Wizard Sir Janetis is powerful. Besides, you won’t have to suffer any harm here. Even if I didn’t know anything else, I was sure of that much.

‘It was like that in the novel Demon Sword Emperor. Javilon. A passionate patriot who was crazy about the revival of Amboise. ‘The greed for talented people was so great.’

Anyone with ability was treated regardless of status or origin. Gold and jade were treasured and respected. He was truly a person with no prejudice(?) when it came to the prosperity of the country and strong military.

So, it would have been possible to bring down the empire.

“….”

From now on, I am going to meet such an incredible person. My heartbeat got faster little by little. It felt like I was going for an interview.

Meanwhile, we finally arrived at the center of the headquarters. The door opened. The edge of a long curtain. I saw a man sitting there as if he were dominating.

He is tall enough to easily surpass 190 centimeters. A magnificent physique to match. A surprisingly polite face. A sight I have seen many times as an illustration in novels. The leader of the rebel army was Javilon Flambert Amboise.

“….”

As expected, seeing a person in a picture and actually meeting them are very different. This is especially true when the target is not an ordinary person.

As soon as I encountered it, I felt overwhelmed. A strange feeling, as if I was human but not human. The strange impression is that if one layer of the face is removed, the face of an angel and half of a devil will be revealed.

The moment I thought that, Javilon’s gaze flew this way. Our eyes met. I flinch. My shoulders suddenly shook. At the same time, he stood up. I walked this way. Jump and jump. Without hesitation. Without hesitation. Without even giving me time to prepare my mind.

Both hands were stretched out.

I touched his shoulder.

chin.

“Nice to meet you. And thank you, military doctor, who is called a saint.”

“….”

He held my shoulder tightly and looked down at me. I think I should avoid those eyes, but I can’t turn my gaze elsewhere. It was a huge amount of pressure.

However, Rachiel was not completely weighed down by such pressure. Just as he was about to become mentally crushed by the excessive pressure, he remembered the greatest pressure he had ever faced in his life.

That’s right….

‘The building owner I met in the hallway of the Oriental Medical Clinic building during the day when I fell on Yanghwa Bridge.’

When I ran into the building owner that day. Because of rent. Because of that damn money. I had to feel with my whole body how miserable a person can be.

“….”

Compared to that time, the pressure from Javilon is nothing. When I thought about it that way, strangely enough, the feeling of being overwhelmed disappeared. The burden disappeared.

Thanks to this, I was able to smile faintly. I was able to answer leisurely.

“I am also pleased to meet you. The heart of the revolutionary army.”

…good.

I answered naturally and well.

So, just one month from now. In the meantime, let’s work hard to treat the wounded soldiers, get plenty of bonus life, and run to the imperial palace. As soon as we return, let’s first remove the disguise spell. Then, even though he is a saintly military doctor, he will disappear like a mirage that cannot be found. There won’t be any setbacks at all.

Thinking about it made me happy. I felt reassured. But that was then. Javilon smiled meaningfully, still looking down.

“Okay. I’m glad you are willing to join my cause. So from now on, you, saintly military doctor, will no longer have to do the difficult work of touching the blood of a single soldier.”

“…yes?”

What does that mean?

For a moment, I had a strong premonition. Javilon’s smile became warm.

“From now on, I plan to entrust you with more important and noble tasks. “It is a declaration to all nations that a noble person like you supports the spirit of my revolution.”

“….”

“So, let’s create a new world together.”

“….”

“What do you think? Isn’t it good?”

“….”

Isn’t that good?

No, I think it’s fucked up.