The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 314

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 314

Episode 314 The truth told by the spirits (2)

“So they said that their spirits hate people from ‘Korea’.”

Words from General Edouard’s mouth.

I didn’t expect it.

I wasn’t even prepared for it.

Rakiel was at a loss for an answer and stared at the general. 1 second? 2 seconds? In a short period of time, a lot of thoughts came to mind, disappeared, and came back again. I was so surprised. Still, I have to do something about it.

no.

‘No action would be best.’

Rachiel almost instinctively thought of the most appropriate way to respond. It was thanks to the fact that from the moment I came here unexpectedly and began living in the body of Crown Prince Rachiel, I had always become sensitive to what was going on around me.

I wonder if someone will look at me suspiciously. Wouldn’t you be suspicious? At some point, I wonder if my identity will be discovered and I will be in great trouble or in danger.

It wasn’t just a level of worry.

I literally had to use my own survival instinct to watch for signs and symptoms, and it became a habit. Thanks to this, I would always practice in my mind how to respond if I were faced with a situation where I was suspicious.

No stage.

Be shameless.

That was also one of the coping mechanisms he had always had.

“Hmm, it’s a bit confusing, isn’t it?”

He didn’t show any signs of surprise, shock, or surprise. I asked with a nonchalant tone, like someone who had just taken a puzzling 20 Questions quiz or heard a lunch menu with a strange combination of chicken and espresso.

Fortunately, General Eduardo seemed to have figured out what was going on here and countered with a similar expression.

“yes. “Korea… it’s my first time hearing this name.”

“Could you ask me a little more detail?”

“I already asked, but I only got a more vague answer. Well, the spirits say they don’t want to communicate with humans from Korea. It is said that about 300 years ago, he was seriously attacked by an otherworldly entity… and since then, he has not responded at all. “I said I didn’t want to talk about that topic any more.”

“is it so?”

Rachiel internally smiled at the general’s words. You don’t want to talk more about that topic? thank god. There was a glimpse of the path to decompression(?).

He quickly spoke according to the scenario he had made up on the spot.

“Anyway, it’s Korea. Is it perhaps the name of a place or a country? Or maybe it’s a place where spirits come and go?”

“Maybe that’s the case, Crown Prince of the Empire.”

“I guess so. “If it’s some place in the spiritual world… Hmm, could it be that my soul stopped by there before being born here or something like that?”

“After hearing it, it makes sense. “Perhaps the crown prince’s guess is correct.”

“Yes, I guess so. That makes it even more absurd. “The spirits are rejecting me because I went to a place I don’t know and can’t even remember.”

“I’m sorry, Crown Prince of the Empire.”

“Uhm, no. “It’s not the general’s fault.”

Rachiel smiled somewhat bitterly. Fortunately, the general was swept away by this media play(?).

But even so, my heart was still pounding. It’s like playing games all night long without your mom or wife knowing, and you thoroughly destroyed the evidence, but when you look at them the next day, it’s as if they’ve already found out? It was because I felt it.

Besides…

‘I’m sure Damian or Anis won’t get suspicious about this or tell the Emperor?’

Actually, that was what I was most worried about.

However, I didn’t do anything stupid like glance at Damian and Anis. Instead, he asked the general while maintaining the iron plate covering his face.

“Anyway, then, is there no other way for me to gain favor with the spirits?”

“I don’t know about that either. “The spirits are refusing to answer.”

“…Whew, I see.”

I felt regretful inside.

On the one hand, it was unfair.

This wasn’t pretending.

‘Tsk. I was wondering if I could learn a tip about elemental magic.’

Rather, he only found out why he couldn’t see spirits. The reason was because I was from Korea. That’s because of another person from the distant past. I couldn’t even imagine. It feels like I was sleeping peacefully and then being hit by a spark of regional discrimination and racism.

‘Then what should I do?’

Is there a solution?

First of all, I don’t know. Fortunately, neither the general nor Damien’s head nurse, Anis, showed any signs of suspicion, so it seemed better to change the topic now.

“All right. “By the way, we were so busy talking about spirits that we forgot something more important.”

“yes? What do you mean by something more important?”

“You have to keep getting the hour hand.”

Rachiel grinned and lifted the white thorn. General Edouard’s face turned pale.

Tot! Tot!

Acupuncture treatment, which had been temporarily suspended, was resumed. Every time the thorn was pierced, the general’s shoulder shook, and Rachiel’s heart, which had been pounding, was still secretly pounding.

In the meantime, Damian stayed by Rachiel’s side in silence.

♣

“….”

I guess it’s strange.

Damian Cayenne thought in silence. His eyes were on Crown Prince Rachiel, who was basting the general.

‘I’m panicking.’

A prince who pretends to be something he is not. A prince who plays a fool. However, the crown prince was actually very surprised. Of course, the acting was almost perfect. Other people wouldn’t know it even if they decided to observe it.

But he knows.

That’s because I spent a long time with the crown prince. Because I watched every single movement of his eyes, even the slightest movement, and I breathed, ate, and slept with him by his side. Because I literally lived as a shadow to protect him in the closest place.

That’s why I was able to recognize it.

The moment the word ‘Korea’ came out of the general’s mouth, the Crown Prince was so shocked.

‘It was like…’

It was like the surprise of someone who discovered something they wanted to hide. No, it was clear to me. There is definitely something about the crown prince. Sometimes, he looks into space and mutters as if he is talking to someone, or he appears to be reading text in blank space.

Just a quirk or habit?

I don’t think so.

But… it doesn’t matter.

‘Crown Prince, no Rachiel Adria Magentano.’

I don’t care what your real is. Even if you are not the real crown prince, it doesn’t matter if you are a fake.

‘The person who saved me is not the crown prince, but you yourself.’

It was like that. The person who rescued him from the dark gladiatorial arena, the person who kept him by his side, the person who cared for him, and the person who worried about him quietly and kept him by his side are all that person. That person, not the crown prince, lifted me up, took care of me, and kept me by my side.

So it doesn’t matter.

I’m fine with you being anything but the crown prince. I just appreciate, respect and follow.

That’s why… I’m worried.

“….”

Damian glanced at the ceiling of the medical room. This was where Agent No. 3 of the Imperial Special Intelligence Service was located a little while ago. But not now. Because I left. Why did you leave? It wasn’t hard to guess.

‘I guess they’re trying to report on the conversation that just took place between the crown prince and the general. To the emperor.’

What kind of reports are being posted?

How will the emperor take it?

I was worried.

To be honest, I was extremely worried. Should I make an excuse for a moment and leave the crown prince’s side? Should we chase down Agent 3 right now? Should I catch up with him, stop him, and try to persuade him? Ask them to postpone reporting to the emperor.

“….”

But no.

Then it would be too obvious.

Because it’s like begging you not to be suspicious. Because such actions will bring about greater doubt and confidence. Besides, even if such a report were made now, the crown prince would not be in immediate danger.

‘At least it’s fortunate that such a statement came from the mouth of a general from another country.’

An emperor would first question the truth of that statement itself. You might think that Amboise is using the words of the general to use a trick to shake up this imperial family. I hope the emperor sees it that way. So, I hope that my crown prince will not be in danger.

But what if.

Really what if.

If the crown prince is in danger….

‘I will protect you even at the risk of my life.’

I want to take him to a place where no one can find him and help him live out the rest of his life safely. Because that would be a repayment for the grace and care he received.

Damian secretly clenched his fists and strengthened his resolve.

♣

…Gwadeuk.

The faint sound of a fist being clenched.

It must be Sir Damien Cayenne.

“….”

Anis, the head nurse at the annex oriental medicine clinic, quietly pricked her ears. And then he looked sideways at Damian and the crown prince.

She could feel it with the wild hearing characteristic of werewolves. The crown prince’s breathing became unstable a little while ago. A faint tremor was mixed at the end of the exhaled breath. It was a breathing sound similar to that of an herbivore that senses the presence of a hunter approaching nearby and becomes anxious.

‘The crown prince was very surprised… Sir Damian Cayenne’s breathing…’

Something was sad.

It was nothing more than an extremely faint sound of breathing that would not have been detected by an ordinary human being. No, it would be difficult for even a highly trained human to understand.

But you can feel it. Because it’s a werewolf. Thanks to the extra senses provided by wild blood, they can hear, feel, and perceive.

‘The general’s comment earlier may have hit the nail on the head.’

korea.

Where is that place?

Why are the spirits rejecting the crown prince, and why is the prince trying so hard to hide his surprise? And does Sir Damian Cayenne look at the crown prince with pity and strengthen his resolve?

‘It’s probably a place where it would be difficult to get caught… right?’

It seemed like that.

There is definitely something there.

But… it doesn’t matter.

‘Crown Prince, no Rachiel Adria Magentano.’

It doesn’t matter what you really are. Even if you are not the real crown prince, it doesn’t matter if you are a bright red fake.

‘Because you are the one who solved the tail problem for me and our species and hired us so that we could function as proud members of society. ‘You are not the crown prince, but you are the employer of our clan.’

It’s not just an employer either.

I am a grateful employer.

So it doesn’t matter what that person’s identity is. As long as he continues to hire our people in the future and thereby provide them with opportunities to advance into society… we plan to follow that person for the rest of our lives, even if it means risking our lives.

‘So, I need to keep a close watch on that Amboise general so that he doesn’t spread unnecessary suspicions or rumors.’

For yourself.

For the future of the clan.

Head nurse Anise secretly made the fur on her spine stand up.

♣

And 30 minutes later.

After completing the report, Agent No. 3 of the Special Intelligence Unit knelt before the emperor with a pale face and profuse cold sweat.