The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 200

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 200

Episode 200 Battle of the Mad Men (2)

There are many, many types of scammers in this world. The type that rips people off with a kind face. The type of person who scratches an itch with a clever way of speaking and scratches their bank account as well. Or even people who use shameless and coercive means.

But I have never seen this type.

So, so to speak…

“You have to hit the warlock in the head. we.”

“So are you ready for that, Your Highness?”

“huh? this?”

The morning when the core members of the entourage gathered. It was a morning where we gathered to discuss the warlock suppression operation in earnest. Damian asked with a slight frown.

Rachiel held up the object she was holding.

“Is this what you said?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“What’s wrong with this?”

“That looks like some strange licorice.”

“What’s strange about it?”

“Did you just put something on top of the ordinary licorice?”

“uh? answer.”

Rakiel smiled brightly.

“Usually it was applied meticulously to the outside of the licorice. An extract made by lightly grinding and squeezing long-rooted licorice pieces. how is it? Doesn’t it smell nice?”

“…yes. “It has a strong scent, just like real long-root licorice.”

“yes? Even with your keen senses from Sword Master Syndrome, you definitely feel that way, right?”

“Yes…but-”

Damian tilted his head.

“What are you going to use that large joint for?”

Actually, he didn’t understand. Licorice out of nowhere. It’s also licorice that has been coated with long-root licorice extract.

Where is that?

For what?

For what purpose do you intend to use it?

No matter how much I thought about it, there was no way I could guess it. I didn’t even understand it at first.

“Are you feeling weak these days and want to eat it for breakfast?”

“Yeah, no.”

“….”

“Because this is an essential item for this operation.”

“…yes?”

This time, the person who questioned it was not Damian, but Sir Frandel, the commander of the Royal Guard. His straight eyebrows drew a mysterious hyperbolic graph.

“I apologize, Your Majesty, but I seem to be slow to understand. “Can you help me understand my lack of understanding?”

“of course. Listen carefully, hmm.”

Rakiel grinned and cleared his throat.

“I took a good look at the operation plan you submitted last night. “It was a standard and thorough subjugation plan.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

“Uhm, so that’s the problem. “I think it’s too standard.”

“…yes?”

“The operation plan proposed by the Lord seems to only assume a situation before the warlock abandons the lair and runs away, or a chase after the warlock vacates the lair and runs away. So, I added a third plan.”

“If there is a third way….”

“Crushing the remaining tricks that the warlock can use with a rock. “Everyone, please take a look at the operation plan I revised.”

“….”

Everyone’s eyes turned to the documents. After 3 seconds, everyone’s eyes began to twerk in confusion and chaos.

I don’t understand anymore.

Honestly, I have no idea.

However, the crown prince’s shameless words continued.

“Now, if you understand what’s going on, let’s get moving. From now on, it’s a battle of speed. Prepare thirty of the fastest and strongest course horses and Urus.”

“….”

“Hey, Your Highness?”

Sir Frandel, who had been reading the operation plan over and over again, raised his hand with his lips quivering.

“May I ask you one question?”

“uh. Simply.”

“Your Majesty’s revised outline of the operation is… unconventional. You perfectly complemented the parts I hadn’t thought of. From the movement and deployment of troops to the timing of support… there is no flaw. Just-”

“Just?”

“It seems like the key to the soon-to-be-deployed operation is the licorice that Your Highness is holding right now.”

“Hmm. You saw it correctly. “But what about this licorice?”

“The scent of long-root licorice is the most essential part of this operation… Why are you using fake licorice instead of real long-root licorice?”

Sir Frandel was genuinely curious.

It was an important operation to subdue the warlock. However, they used fake long-rooted licorice, which seemed to be the key to the operation.

‘Maybe there is a deeper reason that I don’t dare guess!’

It seemed like that was probably the case.

Sir Frandel looked at the crown prince with excited anticipation.

“Oh this.”

The crown prince smiled brightly as if it was no big deal.

“The real thing is expensive.”

“….”

“It’s okay if the smell is roughly similar. What a waste.”

“….”

“now. Let’s begin. “Gazua.”

“….”

Is he a genius, a madman, or a slut? I really don’t know, thought Sir Frandel. Thus began the operation to subdue the warlock.

♣

“Hehe… My plan starts now.”

Meanwhile, this is a wasteland plain outside Kranosk. Warlock Cartu grinned as his whole body was hit by the desolate air blown by the cold wind. And then I looked at the slightly rising sand mound on one side of the wasteland.

There was a rock cave in a depression beneath the mound. It was at such a clever angle that you would never see the entrance unless you got close.

That was the entrance to the den he had been using for the past few years. It was warm, cozy and useful. It was the same even now that the crown prince and his party had stepped on his tail.

‘Now this will be your warm and cozy tomb and new home.’

Warlock Cartu’s smile deepened.

Soon the crown prince will arrive here with a punitive force. They will surround the den, enter, and attempt a complete strike. And… everyone will die.

‘In the end, you will become my zombie. ‘Everything.’

He had already observed the prince’s movements through another zombie sent out to search. The entire process, from the formation of the punitive force to its departure, was spied on.

Thanks to this, we were able to come up with a plan to respond.

The den was empty.

Various magic traps were dug in the empty den. As soon as the crown prince’s subjugation army enters the lair, they will encounter various traps and suffer considerable damage. Only after that will you realize that the den is empty.

‘I’m sure he’ll be outraged.’

It will happen.

They must have been so upset when they realized that they had succeeded in entering after making enormous sacrifices, but that the den had been emptied long ago.

At the same time, will I feel safe?

‘The den is empty. So, it was a waste of money. That in itself will make you relax and let down your guard because the situation is over.’

That was exactly what he was aiming for. The moment the crown prince’s subjugation army becomes enraged and lets down its guard, thinking that they were wasting away at the empty lair…

‘My real main force will trap you in the lair and begin a battle of siege and annihilation.’

Cartu’s eyes moved.

A sandy mound where the entrance to the lair lies. An ordinary wilderness area spread around it. But the terrain looked different from Cartu’s perspective.

Lots of zombies.

His own creations.

Large legions of death are ambushed everywhere. It will only be revealed after the crown prince’s punitive army enters the lair.

In this way, the punitive army will be confined in the den. I will lock it up and block it. It will thwart all attempts to break through.

No matter how many days.

Even for a month.

I will keep you locked up till the end.

‘That’s fine. In the end, they will die of exhaustion, trapped inside, depleted of food and water. Or, there will be internal strife, and they will stab and cut each other, creating a living hell of chaos. ‘Hehehehehe!’

On the other hand, what about this side?

Everyone is undead. There is no problem in conducting a siege whether it is one month or two months. It would be very easy to stop and kill the punitive force.

‘After that, even the corpses of the punitive forces will be incorporated into my army.’

An elite orc warrior zombie worth a thousand pounds. In addition, there are zombies, knights of the Royal Guard who have undergone extreme training. Just imagining it gave me goosebumps and goosebumps of joy.

‘So come quickly!’

This works. It is a double trap that no matter how intelligent a person is, he or she will inevitably fall into it.

Cartu smiled confidently and confidently. I had the feeling of a tarantula waiting for its approaching prey while hiding itself in a corner of the wilderness using stealth magic.

So I waited.

Half a day.

day.

Again the next day.

Finally, welcome clouds of dust began to appear over the horizon.

‘…You’re here!’

A cruel smile appeared on Cartu’s lips. His eyes turned to the horizon with blood-red joy.

A large cloud of dust was clearly visible. Just dust brought up by harsh winds? Of course not. The size and shape were different. That’s for sure…

‘It’s the military.’ It’s the dust that comes from a huge army coming in!’

The more I looked, the more certain it became.

It was nice to see you. I was even more pleased because the dust was bigger than I expected. Because the number of enemies doesn’t matter. Because they are the ones who will be trapped in the den and die anyway. Rather, the more there is, the better.

‘Welcome, you pretty things.’

And then die quickly.

Die and become my servant.

Cartu swallowed dry saliva, trying hard to suppress his exhilarating joy. Meanwhile, the dust cloud created by the punitive forces clearly crossed the horizon. He approached without hesitation. It’s getting closer. Gradually, even the earth began to shake.

Doo doo doo doo…!

The footsteps of a majestic giant seemed to be pounding the earth like a drum. Kartu’s heart also pounded at that sudden rush. Although the punitive force was still obscured by dust, the appearance of the punitive force could not be clearly seen, but it seemed certain that a ground shaking of this scale would be larger than expected.

It was that moment.

Whoa!

Suddenly, as if by chance, a harsh wind blew. A cold wind blew from behind and swept across the wilderness all at once. The wind blew towards the punitive forces that were running. The dust that had obscured the appearance of the punitive forces was completely swept away.

Thanks to this, the appearance of the punitive force was revealed.

But the reality is….

Kukukuk! Quaddddddddukkung!

The first thing I saw was a huge Minotaur of unusual size. A Minotaur was running through the wilderness like a mad cow. But next to it, a hedgehog as big as a Minotaur was running side by side.

‘what?’

That’s something else.

Cartu’s brows furrowed. It gave strength to my eyes. Then it appeared. There was a person riding on the hedgehog’s back. An image of holding something and swinging it. It seemed to be holding something that resembled a medicinal herb.

But behind the speeding Minotaur and the giant hedgehog with the person on board…

wow!

The gust of wind even kicked up the dust behind it. Finally, the true face of the punitive army(?) that had been causing a huge amount of dust and shaking of the ground was revealed in detail.

It was a

wave of Gigantopis, dozens of giant snakes from all over the wilderness, lured by the scent of fake long-root licorice.

“…Det?”