The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 127

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 127

Episode 127 Expert Touch (2)

‘…Oh, Mother!’

Javilon Flambert Amboise.

An ambitious person born as a collateral blood relative of the royal family. A fanatical patriot who suffered from malignant headaches his entire life. He opened his eyes wide.

For the first time in 37 years of my life since I left my mother’s womb, I felt a sense of liberation with my whole body.

All the nerves from my head, through my spine, to the tip of my tailbone were bent like a bow.

The cells of my entire body sang a 7-octave serenade in a medley. In the blood vessels, red blood cells and white blood cells joined hands and danced a tap dance.

In a word… it was refreshing!

I’ve never felt this way before!

‘what. ‘What is this?’

Javilon raised his wide eyes. I saw a chubby man with red hair extending his hand in this direction.

Saint was a military doctor. He was stroking my head while singing a strange song.

It wasn’t a particularly sacred or sincere touch. No, on the contrary, it was a very clumsy touch.

It felt exactly like I was patting the head of a mutt I met in the neighborhood. On the other hand, I felt like my pride was slightly hurt.

But I guess that was good. It didn’t hurt. I didn’t feel any headache.

A heavenly, refreshing sense of liberation was fluttering throughout my body like the wings of an archangel!

“How on earth… did you… do this?”

I couldn’t believe it.

Even amidst the joy, doubts arose. There was no way I could get away without asking.

However, upon hearing this stuttering question, military doctor Seongja smiled inexplicably.

“Shh.”

A gesture of leisurely raising one’s fingers. And a strange song to sing again. Even the hand that strokes this person’s head non-stop.

‘Ah…’

This is the hand of an expert. Javilon felt it with his whole body. That feeling remained even after the treatment(?) was over.

“How are you feeling?”

“….”

“Do you by any chance feel a headache?”

“….”

I looked blankly at the military doctor. Did he shake his head? I think it probably was. Seeing the military doctor Seongja smile with satisfaction.

“It worked. “I was really glad, just in case.”

“Thank goodness…”

“Yes. How do you feel now that the headache you always felt is gone?”

“…I don’t know.”

“yes?”

“I don’t know what to say. It’s strange. I wonder if it’s okay to do this, and…”

“Again?”

“…Why are I crying?”

Grumbling.

Tears overflowed from the corners of Javilon’s eyes and ran down his cheeks. Beads formed past the corners of my mouth and onto my chin.

But Javilon couldn’t even think of wiping away his tears. At first I was dazed, but then I laughed. I laughed while crying. I didn’t even worry about whether horns would grow on my butt or not.

“Okay. This is my first time feeling like this. “What the heck… haha hahaha.”

“It went well. Congratulations.”

“No, congratulations are enough. Thank you. “I never thought you would actually succeed in getting rid of my headache.”

Javilon stretched out his hand. I held Raquiel’s hand passionately. I was truly grateful.

To be honest, I’m still a bit dazed, but it was still good. I was just happy and happy.

Until Rachiel answered.

“But it’s still too early to relax. “The treatment I gave you will probably only be effective for one day.”

“…what?”

What does that mean?

day?

After that, it becomes ineffective? So you’re saying I’m going to get sick again?

“You mean my headache will go away? “What if tomorrow?”

“Unfortunately… that’s true.”

“….”

“But you won’t be disappointed.”

“Why?”

Javilon asked as if urging him on, clutching his chest that was about to sink. On the contrary, a leisurely smile appeared on Raquiel’s lips.

“I just need to get treatment again tomorrow.”

“…ah.”

“So, let’s try it like this from now on. “Every morning, I start my day with treatment for my headaches.”

“So I don’t have to have a headache until the next morning?”

“Of course. “Unless you oversleep and miss your morning treatment?”

“I’m confident of that. “I’ve never overslept in my life.”

“yes. I know that you are a sincere person. “Thank goodness.”

“haha. Hehehe! yes. Relief. thank god. Anyway. ha ha ha. Hahaha!”

A cool laugh burst from Javilon’s mouth. My heart, which had been pounding for a moment, returned to its original position(?).

I finally felt relieved. Yes. It is just as the military doctor Seong-ja said. You can receive treatment once a day, every morning. Then you won’t get sick.

“Then, please take care of me tomorrow as well.”

“Would it be possible?”

A satisfied smile appeared on Rachiel’s face. Simply because the treatment was successful? Of course not. There was another reason why he was happy.

‘Yes, trust me like that. Become a body that cannot survive without my treatment!’

The treatment was aimed at this from the beginning. Making you trust yourself more. Furthermore, it makes you cling to yourself. What if we just make it like that?

‘Pantserun will be fully possible.’

I wanted to return to the annex oriental medicine clinic as soon as possible.

I wanted to kill him right away because I was suddenly forced into a 24-hour training camp with Javilon, the strongest and worst villain who was responsible for the middle part of the novel Demon Sword Emperor.

To do so, you must escape safely. We must escape from here. With only that goal in mind, Rachiel struggled(?) every morning.

“My hand is a weak hand~ My hand is a weak hand!”

“…Whew.”

“How is it?”

“Thank you. “Your headache is gone.”

As promised, I used my weak hand skill every morning. I patted Javilon’s head and completely got rid of his headache.

Every time, Javilon was visibly happy and laughed innocently. It was a happy smile full of enthusiasm, not befitting a fanatical patriot who massacred countless people.

In fact, Javilon was relieved.

‘indeed. The saintly military doctor was right.’

I was a little anxious at first.

Will military doctor Seongja’s headache treatment work a second time? Maybe it was only good at first.

If you continue to receive treatment, won’t the effectiveness gradually decrease as the body adapts and the effectiveness of the medicine decreases? Then what should I do?

Honestly, I was worried. But as a few days passed, even those worries disappeared.

‘…It still doesn’t hurt. ‘It’s the same as the first time.’

It’s been 10 days since I started morning treatment.

Javilon was finally relieved. Even though I received treatment every day, the effectiveness of the treatment did not decrease. It was the same as the first time. It was so effective that I was amazed!

At the same time, Javilon slowly realized this.

‘I don’t think I can live properly anymore without the treatment of the saintly military doctor.’

I didn’t know when I was still sick.

Because I’ve been sick ever since I was born. I thought it was natural to be sick.

I thought all I had to do was be patient, bite my teeth so hard that my gums would crumble, and endure it all. I even thought that living like that wasn’t that bad.

But now?

It has changed.

‘I can’t go back to the way it was now.’

I’ve lived without feeling a hellish headache for 10 days already. The world looked different.

People’s expressions also looked different. Even the colors of fallen leaves on the side of the road felt different.

I thought this was what it felt like to be alive. I wondered how I lived before. On the one hand, I was afraid.

What if the saintly military doctor disappears? What if you leave my side? So what if I never get to receive his treatment again?

Will I be able to endure it?

“….”

impossible.

Javilon doesn’t want to go back to the way it was before. The more he looked at Rakiel, the more honey dripped from his eyes. His attitude towards Rakiel became noticeably softer and kinder.

Of course, Rachiel also sensed such changes in Javilon. And he smiled in remorse.

‘Ready.’

Now all settings(?) are in place. Convinced of that, Rachiel carried out the next step of the escape operation.

Immediately after the morning treatment, I applied saliva to the corners of my mouth. And without blinking an eye, he blurted out a lie.

“Hey, I have something serious to tell you today.”

“Relax? “What kind of story is it?”

“Tonight. “I think I need to say an important prayer.”

“Is this an important prayer?”

Javilon tilted his head. Rather than an expression of absurdity, it seemed as if he was genuinely curious about what was going on.

‘good. it’s okay. It works.’

Rachiel gained confidence. I gave a powerful full accelerator to Gigijil’s tongue.

“Actually, it’s because of the treatment I give you every morning. “If you want to keep it going, you must say a prayer tonight.”

“What is that… please tell me in detail.”

“yes. Let me tell you, the treatment I provide is actually not free. It’s not even my ability. “It’s all thanks to the blessings from heaven.”

“blessing?”

“That’s right. Once a month, on the night of the full moon, you should float a glass of clear, cold water and pray sincerely toward the moon. Starting from when the moon rises until it completely sets. “If you don’t say that prayer…”

“What if you don’t?”

“I will lose my ability to heal.”

“….”

“That period will be at least a month. “Until the next full moon rises and I can say my prayers.”

“Is it true?”

“yes. “On my honor, this is true.”

Rachiel nodded with eyes full of trust. And added:

“Also, I must not receive attention from anyone while I am praying. If anyone sees me praying… my prayers will immediately become ineffective. Of course, the result is the same…”

“I guess it means losing the ability to heal for a month. Is that right?”

“you’re right. That’s why. I need a high place close to the moon where I can pray all night long, where I can feel safe and free from prying eyes. “There is a place I have marked for that purpose, so I would like you to prepare for prayer there.”

Seriously the whole time. Never smile. Rachiel kept a serious expression in mind. Was it because of that effort(?)? Javilon’s expression also became serious.

“….”

That kind of prayer is the power of blessing that is needed. Honestly, this was my first time hearing it.

On the one hand, I had doubts. I was worried about where to start believing those words.

But those concerns were short-lived.

‘What if the saint’s words are true?’

But what if you don’t believe that and don’t prepare a place? So what if the saintly military doctor fails to pray properly and loses his ability to heal?

“….”

I don’t like that. I would have to go back to the days of terrible headaches. I hate that more than dying.

‘I can’t help it.’

Javilon put aside any discomfort and doubt. I calculated that it would be beneficial to trust the words of the military doctor.

“Okay. Please tell me the place. Then let us be ready.”

“Are you sure?”

“If you want it, I have no choice but to help, right?”

“Thank you.”

“What is gratitude? On the contrary, I am grateful to you.”

That’s how Javilon’s permission(?) was given.

Rachiel told us the location that had been marked in advance. It was a low hill surrounded by forests. Simple preparations for prayer were made there.

Of course, Javilon did not forget to prepare for any emergency.

‘If the saintly military doctor left my side while I was praying and my supervision was neglected… that wouldn’t be right.’

Javilon moved his troops.

The hill was surrounded by as many as five layers. It was an iron siege. However, the distance from the hill was maintained at about 200 meters.

The soldiers were made to stand with their backs to the hill so that they could never look back.

He also threatened that if anyone turns around, he will cut off their head as an example under strict military law.

Night finally came.

“Then, when you finish praying, I’ll see you again in the morning.”

“I’ll wait here.”

“All right. Oh, by the way…” Right

before leaving for the prayer place on the hill, Rakiel stopped walking. I looked back at Javilon.

“If you are worried that I will leave, there is no need to be.”

“….”

Did I catch the small suspicion I had? Javilon’s shoulders twitched faintly. Rakiel smiled meaningfully.

“Because I also feel rewarded by curing Your Excellency’s headache.”

“…Thank you.”

A warm smile finally appeared on Javilon’s lips. I was grateful that you said that.

I looked at Rakiel’s back as he walked away up the hill with slightly moved eyes.

Soon the full moon rose.

It was from then on.

Javilon waited with a happy heart. By now, your sainted military doctor is probably praying hard.

To treat me with more care in the future. As you greet the night dew, you will be praying earnestly toward the full moon.

The more I thought about it, the more grateful I became.

The more I thought about it, the warmer it became.

We must do better in the future. We need to treat the saintly military doctor with more respect. Because he deserves it. Because I am the most trustworthy person in the world.

Javilon waited and waited. The full moon rose in the sky and tilted toward the west. It was finally nightfall. Even then

, Javilon waited. I thought it was time for the saintly surgeon to come down from the hill. I was worried that I would have to show myself soon.

Sincerely.

With a sincere heart.

I waited and waited for Rachiel.

Soon the morning sun rose brightly. Before I knew it, the anxiety that had sprouted grew uncontrollably. Eventually he sent his soldiers up the hill.

And after a while.

“Here’s a report! “The saintly surgeon has disappeared!”

The moment he heard the heart-wrenching report, the moment he heard the unbelievable cries in his ears, he realized.

That he had been betrayed. That his treasure was thrown out of his grasp.

“….”

Crack!

Is this what Kuk Dae-no feels like, burning as brightly as the warmth of his heart? Or is this a sad feeling of loss?

“…Find it! Do whatever it takes!”

The burning obsession in Javilon’s eyes bloomed like madness as he shouted.