The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 198

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 198

Episode 198 Sobering (2)

“What happened to my child… Nailah? “Is the child okay?”

A trembling voice, cautious but clear in meaning. The trembling eyes and corner of the eye of Tulun, the top zombie, looking at the crown prince. So natural and human. The facial expression is purely desperate and nervous, making it feel more human-like.

Everyone thought when they saw that.

Dead people cannot be revived. Death is an irreversible providence. There is no way to go against it. That is the law of nature.

Of course, there are exceptions to that. It is said that warlocks create zombies using forbidden magic.

But should zombies created in that way be considered reanimated beings? no. That will never happen.

‘It’s just… a corpse made to walk by a forbidden hex.’

That’s a zombie.

In other words, no matter what kind of person he was when he was alive, a zombie made from the corpse is just a terrible being that cannot hope for any reason or human emotions. It’s just a walking corpse.

That is the truth and common sense.

I thought…

“Please, please, please tell me. What happened to my granddaughter? Is he okay? yes?”

“….”

Zombie Tulun, the top commander, was asking questions as if he was clinging to the prince. It was as if he was begging for an answer.

Seeing that, everyone felt the shock of being hit on the head with a hammer.

One is that the top boss still looks like a zombie. Nevertheless, it was making facial expressions, speaking, and even pleading like a human being.

In other words, it means that he found memory and reason while still in the body of a zombie.

second is?

‘As soon as you come to your senses… Are you still worried about your granddaughter even when you’re a zombie?’

Rachiel felt a pain in one side of her chest.

Is this the affection of blood and flesh? He looked at the top zombie, Tulun, who was desperately pleading with him.

The use of options was successful.

Tulun still maintained his zombie body, but seemed to have regained both his memory and reason. The eyes and facial expressions sent in this direction were proof of that.

But Rachiel did not cheer. He didn’t even look lightly happy.

Instead, he gently touched Tulun, the top zombie, on the shoulder with a careful hand gesture. And I said it with sincerity.

“are you okay. “Your granddaughter, Naila, has recovered.”

“Are you sure? “Is that true?”

“okay.”

He smiled faintly. Now that I think about it, I can guess why Tulun was worried about the safety of her granddaughter as soon as she regained her memory and reason.

‘At the time of Tulun’s death, Nayla was still suffering from whooping cough and was suffering from illness. This man died after seeing his granddaughter in critical condition. That’s what bothered me. Even after death, I couldn’t shake off that worry.’

So, as soon as reason comes back to life, the first thing to do is worry about your granddaughter. Rachiel spoke as if understanding Tulun’s feelings or as if patting him on the back.

“It has to be true. “Because I treated that child myself.”

“What is that…”

“It would be quite long to explain in detail. Still, would you like to listen?”

“Yes yes. please.”

Top Zombie Tulun nods, saying he really wants to hear it. A faint smile formed again at that sight.

“Okay then.”

It was from then on.

Rakiel spoke in detail about the events since she came to the Kranosk region.

From the funeral of the chief mourner to the hunting of the critically ill giant snake Naila and the development and success of a treatment for whooping cough from long-rooted licorice.

In the meantime, Tulun lamented, admired, and ended up shedding tears.

“Thank you… thank you. Thank you for saving my granddaughter. “How can I repay this favor?…”

Tulun continued to roughly wipe his eyes with his sleeve. Thanks to this, Rachiel was shocked.

“Uh, be careful. “Then the skin around your eyes will chafe and peel off?”

“Huh? “Yes?”

“You are a zombie. You probably know it yourself. “He regained his memory and reason, but his body remained as a zombie.”

“Ah…”

“So you have to be careful about skin care. “Once it’s damaged, it can’t be recovered.”

“Then should we treat it with care like a baby’s skin?”

“of course.”

“Then… about exercise…”

“Sorry. Even if you do, it won’t be of any use. “No matter how hard you train, muscle recovery and growth will not occur.”

“….”

Tulun’s expression immediately became gloomy.

“Is that so?”

“huh.”

“Then you won’t be able to see your granddaughter, right?”

“Uhm, for now? It might be a good idea to think about a method. “If you show up unexpectedly, the child may be shocked.”

“Yes, I think the same. And… nice to meet you, Brash.”

Zombie Tulun shook off his brief depression(?) and looked away. Where his welcome greeting was directed. The orc chieftain Brash was there.

But Brash’s reaction is…

“Bad meat speaks!”

“….”

“I’m sorry.”

“Whew. “Even if we weren’t close friends.”

“Isn’t that still good? I never thought I would talk to you again like this. “I don’t know what the human crown prince has done for you, but I don’t know.”

“Well, I’ll tell you about that later. haha.”

Zombie Tulun burst into laughter. I honestly couldn’t believe that I had come back to life, even mentally.

But it was reality. Chief Brash also smiled happily, revealing his large fangs.

Thanks to you… the rest of the people had to feel like their mentality was slightly approaching the end of the world!

‘what. Did you really survive? ‘Zombies?’

‘You brought back the spirit of a zombie…?’

The two special forces looked at each other. Each found the other’s bouncing, bouncing, shaking eyes.

‘But that crazy act of reviving the spirit of a zombie… was accomplished with acupuncture, not grand magic or witchcraft?’

‘Is it possible to make a zombie come to its senses by stabbing it a few times with a thorn?’

impossible. No, it should be impossible. That is absolutely universal common sense.

But now the crown prince has committed an incredible feat(?) that so easily shatters that common sense.

The two special forces exchanged glances even busier.

‘It’s a miracle. ‘This is a miracle.’

‘The black magic of a black magician is nothing compared to your acupuncture.’

I couldn’t believe it.

On the one hand, I got goosebumps.

Because she served the crown prince by her side every day, at some point she became accustomed to the crown prince’s medical skills.

I had forgotten for a moment how incredible the results his medical skills often produced. But now I could feel it again.

‘…Your Majesty’s skill at raising even dead zombies to their feet!’

I felt proud of myself for serving such a prince.

How will I spread the word about this when I return to the imperial capital? How can I say it in a more dramatic way to draw people’s admiration? The miracle they had just witnessed began to be dramatized in each person’s mind.

Meanwhile, Rakiel was checking the condition of Zombie Tulun.

“Anyway, are you okay? “How does it feel to find consciousness?”

“That… hurts.”

“it hurts? Where?”

“These are the places that were pierced by Your Majesty’s thorn. “It still throbs and hurts.”

“….”

“I honestly thought I was going to die.”

“….”

“To be honest, I even thought it would be better to close my eyes forever.”

“…sorry.”

“it’s okay. Because I also know that it was done for my benefit. Rather, thank you. “Thank you for opening my eyes and giving me the opportunity to know that my granddaughter is safe.”

“is it. Anyway, does that mean you also have memories of when you were a zombie?”

“you’re right.”

Zombie Tulun nodded meaningfully.

“I remember everyone. “Not only the memories from when I was alive, but also everything that happened after I became a zombie.”

“That means I only have memories of when I was an ordinary corpse before becoming a zombie. Am I right?”

“That is correct, Your Majesty. I have no memories of immediately after my death. Because he was literally dead. However… from the time the warlock’s spell opened my eyes…”

“Tell me. slowly. Whatever comes to mind.”

This is it.

To hear this, he revived the consciousness of Tulun and sacrificed 100 days of his life expectancy. Rakiel pricked up his ears. Zombie Tulun said.

“My first memory after death was the face of the warlock.”

“face?”

“yes. My whole body felt heavy, as if I had fallen into cold water. I was tired and distressed. In that state, I opened my eyes. There was someone I was seeing for the first time right in front of me. He had a gloomy, gaunt, and nervous appearance. As soon as I saw it, I was able to recognize it through my zombie instincts. “Ah, this person awakened me with an evil spell.”

“Were you able to feel emotions at that time?”

“It was vaguely possible.”

Zombie Tulun smiled bitterly.

“Of course, it was just fragmentary and fragmentary feelings and thoughts. To be more precise, it was a state similar to dreaming. It’s a hazy feeling where you can vaguely understand and feel things around you, but it doesn’t really touch your skin. But… still, I was able to hear a lot from the warlock.”

“listen? “Did he talk to me?”

“It was similar. “He had a habit of muttering to himself.”

Zombie Tulun searched for memories.

“It seems like he’s been alone for a very long time. Maybe that’s why I had a habit of talking to myself while talking to the zombies around me. What should I eat for lunch today? Yesterday, I searched the wilderness all day, but I feel bad because I couldn’t find a single body. I have no appetite these days. Things like that.”

“Was there anything important?”

“Of course there was. By the way, can I have some water for a moment? “My throat is so raw.”

“uh. here.”

Rakiel handed me a glass of water. Zombie Tulun gulped down the water. Only then did Rakiel feel like it was a mistake.

‘Can zombies drink water?’

He asked for water so naturally that I gave it to him without realizing it.

I felt some belated worries. Even though he has regained his reason and intelligence, Tulun’s body is still in a zombie state.

‘I don’t think the digestive system can… process the water.’

Concern creeping in!

Soon those concerns became reality.

“…Ugh?”

Zombie Tulun’s expression distorted for a moment after taking a shot of water and feeling refreshed. You can tell just by looking at it. He looked like he was about to vomit.

“Tsk. “At least here.”

I couldn’t make him vomit on the indoor floor, but I also couldn’t let him run to a back room where people could see him.

Rachiel quickly reached out and picked up a flower pot. It was a pot in which samples of licorice root fragments were planted for experiments on the growth of long-rooted licorice.

“Thank you… Oh, my goodness…”

Zombie Tulun drained all the water he drank into the flower pot. His face was colored with regret.

“sorry. “I will be careful in the future.”

“Uhm, don’t drink from now on, just rinse the inside of your mouth.”

“…All right. “Then let’s finish what I was telling you.”

“okay. I can’t wait to hear it too. First, start with the location of the warlock’s lair.”

“Yes, I remember. “Is there anyone here who has a map?”

Zombie Tulun found the map.

One of the guards handed me a map of the area. From then on, Tulun began tracing his memories and marking the path to the warlock’s lair on the map.

Raquiel’s eyes sparkled as he saw that.

Meanwhile, in a pot of long-rooted licorice that had just received water from Zombie Tulun…

…Kkodak?

The long-rooted licorice sample, which had shown no signs of growing no matter how hard Rachiel tried, finally began to show secret signs of growth.