The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 145

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 145

Episode 145 How to handle a courtship (2)

It’s a little different.

A carriage rolling down a darkened street. Amidst the soft rattling, Rakiel stared out the window.

At that moment, the carriage was passing a familiar place.

‘…Roy-Harvey Bridge.’

The Magena River crosses the ecliptic Magenta.

The biggest bridge over the river.

It is a suspension bridge built by the legendary estate planner Lloyd Frontera about 300 years ago, and it was also the place where he and the 2nd Prince competed fairly (?) for the crown.

‘I happen to pass by here on my way to meet the second prince.’

A bitter smile appeared at the elaborateness of the joke. On the other hand, when I thought about it, I realized that it would be the first time in a long time that I would be meeting the second prince.

‘Is this the first time since we had a fight?’

Maybe so.

I’ve heard news from other people here and there from time to time, but today is the first time since that day that I’ve seen him face to face.

This was true even when the emperor suffered a stroke.

Perhaps it was a strange coincidence or intentional avoidance, but he only visited the emperor when he was away.

Then, I would quickly turn back in case I ran into this side.

‘Well, I’ve been busy too.’

Looking back, I accomplished a lot.

After saving Damien from the gladiatorial arena, opening a villa oriental medicine clinic, recruiting nurses, going to Cremo to raise funds, and being even busier in Amboise.

In the meantime, there was no time to visit the second prince separately and chat.

‘And… they weren’t visiting and interacting with each other warmly from the beginning.’

It was like that from the beginning.

The contents of the novel Demon Sword Emperor came to mind.

Rachiel and 2nd Prince Theodore were half brothers. Both Rachiel and Theodore lost their mothers at birth.

Coincidentally, both of them had extremely difficult precaries, and the emperor, shocked by the two successive tragedies, left the position of empress vacant.

Anyway, Rachiel and Theodore each grew up without a mother. But that sense of kinship did not connect the two.

‘Because it was a potential rivalry. Whether you wanted it or not. ‘By birth.’

Besides, this isn’t the real Rachiel. He’s just a fake who pretends to be Rachiel. Strictly speaking, he is just a stranger with no connection to Theodore.

However, I didn’t like the idea of being hypocritical by calmly visiting him and pretending to be friends.

It was rough. I felt like I was going to hate myself. In that case, it would have been much better to just face it.

‘Because I’m not Rachiel.’

Because we are not family with the 2nd prince.

“….”

Now that I think about it, what happened to the real Rachiel Adria Magentano? Rakiel, or rather Lee Han, clenched and unclenched his fist as a thought suddenly occurred to him.

I was curious. On the other hand, I felt a little guilty. Anyway, this guy’s body was stolen by us. Whether it was intentional or not.

So it was.

I suddenly became curious. I wanted to check it out. I just remembered a place to ask. He asked inside himself.

‘hey.’

There was no answer back. But he just frowned slightly and didn’t stop trying to talk.

‘I know what you’re listening to. ‘Would you please answer me?’

The response came immediately.

Ding dong!

[Your attempt at conversation interrupts the leisure life of the five organs and six parts.]

[The heart turns off the TV.]

[The lungs stop breathing.]

[The captain stops sphincter rope skipping.]

[The soy sauce factory manager. Send back home.]

[The stomach washes off the military camouflage cream.]

[The kidney wipes the sweat from the kidney field.]

‘…What were you guys doing?’

I couldn’t help but burst into laughter. But I felt it. The five organs and six organs, each resting(?), were listening to what they were saying.

‘You guys know that I’m not the original owner of this body, right?’

I asked the five organs and six parts.

The answer came back immediately.

Ding dong!

[Heart: Of course. We are the managers of this body, so how could we not know that?]

…As expected.

You know.

Rakiel continued asking questions.

‘Then the person who was the original owner of this body. The real Crown Prince Rachiel Adria Magentano. ‘Can you possibly know what happened to that person’s soul?’

The original soul of Rachiel. I wanted to know his whereabouts. What if you find out? Honestly… I don’t know that much.

‘Depending on the situation, we may be able to help. If you make a fuss about getting this body back, we can reach an agreement so that both parties are satisfied.’

Of course, I didn’t want to give this body away. This is the one who saved and cared for a body that should have been dead.

So, I was planning on reaching an agreement through sufficient dialogue and negotiation with the real Rakiel’s spirit.

No, I wanted to at least make some preparations for that. I felt like that would put my mind at ease a little.

Anyway, with that thought in mind, I asked the Five Masters about the whereabouts of Crown Prince Rachiel’s soul. But the answer that comes back is….

[Heart: We don’t know~]

‘Hmm?’

[Heart: It’s true. We don’t know either. How would you know? The owner suddenly changed overnight.]

‘To me?’

[Heart: Ugh, you. There was no time for us to do anything. The process of change was so natural.]

‘…Can you tell me in more detail?’

I asked again.

I could hear the grinning sounds of the five-jang-yuk-bu guys.

[Heart: Sorry. I really, really don’t know]

‘…Really?’

[Heart: Ugh]

“….”

Write.

Is it because I’m in a bad mood? It feels like he knows something but is secretly hiding it. Just looking at cancer makes me feel a bit uncomfortable. But there was no time to ask more. Because the carriage had suddenly stopped.

“Your Highness has arrived.”

Damien’s voice pierces my eardrums. I suddenly looked up. I saw an old-fashioned building outside the window.

A building seen for the first time. I knew it as soon as I saw it. It’s probably the second prince’s palace.

“Okay, let’s go.”

got off the carriage. I entered the main palace building, braving the chilly winter wind. The old chamberlain greeted us.

“The old man who took care of the household affairs of the second prince’s palace meets His Highness the Crown Prince, the worthy successor to the empire.”

It was an unannounced visit late in the evening.

Nevertheless, the Chamberlain’s attitude and attire were neither embarrassed nor disturbed at all. Could it be that he had been working until this hour? The question was soon resolved.

“I’m sorry to ask, but does His Highness the Crown Prince have any business for the Second Prince?”

“Hmm.”

“I truly apologize for telling you this, but the second prince is eating right now.”

“meal? this time?”

Isn’t it a bit late for dinner? Is he eating a midnight snack by any chance? Rakiel tilted his head.

A faint look of embarrassment appeared on the old chamberlain’s gently wrinkled face.

“Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince. Recently, the 2nd Prince has been spending a lot of time eating…”

“Eating for a long time?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Hmm, the habit of eating slowly and for a long time isn’t a bad habit. There will be less strain on your digestive system. “Actually, it’s good for your health.”

Rakiel grinned. I also thought I could understand why the chamberlain had been dressed in uniform until this hour.

He was probably serving the second prince’s meal a little while ago.

He said it as if it was no big deal.

“If you do, I’ll wait until the meal is over. “It would be rude to interrupt mealtime with an unannounced visitor.”

“I truly apologize, Your Majesty.”

“no. are you okay. “When you’re done eating, just let them know I visited.”

“I will follow your orders.”

The chamberlain bowed happily and retreated. It was from then on. Rakiel waited in the living room and carefully checked his plan.

‘I have to hand over the courtship letter to the second prince.’

The so-called ‘Operation to kill the courtship court.’

There seemed to be ample potential. A realistic sense of execution was seen. I was confident that I would succeed as long as I had the second prince’s consent and the suitor’s response.

‘Because I have no intention of ascending to the throne anyway. Once the foundation for enjoying a stable royal life is established, things like the throne will be handed over to the second prince. So, it is right to connect the women who sent courtship letters because they wanted to become the emperor’s companion empress to the second prince. That’s the right way.’

I felt confident.

Of course, it wasn’t without its share of difficulties.

‘I’m sure the emperor’s reaction will be enthusiastic… well, that’s it.’

I am confident enough to overcome it. No, on the contrary, he had a well-planned plan to outwit the emperor.

The Emperor’s reaction is not a matter of particular concern. On the contrary, I will receive high praise from the emperor for this incident.

So, you can hold a banquet at the second prince’s palace. All you have to do is invite all the ladies of the family that sent the courtship letter. What if I show the 2nd prince in person like that?

The game is over.

Unconditionally succeed.

The ladies’ eyes will turn into hearts.

‘The 2nd prince. He’s taller than me, has a good physique, great proportions, a handsome face, is good at sports, has a sincere personality, and doesn’t drink or smoke. ‘It’s absolutely the best.’

Moreover, it even has royal cutlery.

Even if you look at his cooking and cooking, he was the best groom. This is a sure-win card.

To use a metaphor, he is someone who has the visuals of a member of the Earth’s Strongest Idols, Santan Boys, Mansour’s level of wealth, and the social status of the son of an American president.

I was in the middle of thinking…

“It’s late for me to hear the news. sorry. “What brings you here at this hour?”

Somehow, a heavy voice pierced my eardrums. I raised my head.

I saw a large man hurriedly entering the living room, sweating profusely. No, even saying he was a big guy was not enough.

The weight seemed to be about 150 kilograms. Walking was amazing.

Five layers of meat that surpassed that of pork belly were floating under the chin. My entire body, including my stomach and sides, felt like it was about to explode.

‘Do you know me? Or is he an attendant working in the second prince’s palace? But is there anyone among your attendants that fat?’

No matter how I looked at it, it was the first time I had seen it.

“…who?”

Rakiel tilted his head. He was waiting for the 2nd prince, but why did an extremely obese man come in out of nowhere, sweating profusely as if he was sorry? I was puzzled.

However, the obese man who was asked this question puffed his cheeks and smiled as if he were embarrassed.

“That’s me.”

“…hmm?”

“It’s me.”

“…Hmm?”

“Hahaha….”

“….”

An obese man smiling awkwardly. As I looked at that generous face, familiar features began to emerge, albeit faintly, like trilobite fossils covered in the Cambrian strata of the Paleozoic Era.

So, those facial features…

“This is Theodore, brother.”

“….”

“It’s been a while since I saw you.”

“…Huge billion.”

Rakiel let out a groan at the sight of the 2nd prince, who had become extremely chubby(?) in less than a year.