The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 480
The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 480
Episode 480 Special Ice Damian recipe (1)
“….”
I guess I’m crazy. I knew it before, but now it’s clear. No, perhaps the lord I served was a human being who had subtly turned 179 degrees since he was born.
Damian unconsciously felt pity(?).
And asked.
“majesty?”
“hmm?”
“Are you serious?”
“of course.”
“Are you really going to freeze me?”
“huh.”
“Then what is the benefit?”
“There are many benefits. “First of all, you can buy time.”
“Time?”
“uh. “Time for me to find a cure for lung cancer.”
“….”
“In the meantime, you are waiting in debamba mode. When I finally find a sure cure, I’ll wake you up. How do you feel? “Isn’t it wonderful?”
“Not really…”
“Besides, you can avoid aging.”
“What if it’s aging?”
“You won’t age as long as you’re frozen. uh? “Is this really beneficial?”
“….”
“It means that I can properly grasp the concept of looking young. how is it? not good?”
“Not really…”
“Uh huh.”
“It’s not good. No, it’s a mess.”
Damian expressed his honest feelings.
“I don’t know how you came up with the idea of freezing a healthy person, but it just sounds like an absurd idea. It lacks realism. “Wouldn’t an average person die if they were frozen?”
“are you okay. “You are not normal.”
“But I…”
“Damian, you don’t like the cold?”
“It’s not like that.”
“Is that correct?”
“no.”
“Is it perfect?”
“I said no.”
“uh? Damian, are you mad now? To the escort? “You just won a promotion and that’s it?”
“…no.”
“yes? “Isn’t it?”
“Yes, Your Highness. But…”
“But what.”
“On the other hand, I am worried about your highness.”
“Hmm? I?”
“yes.”
“Are you worried in advance that there will be a gap in my escort while you are frozen and that I will be in danger or something like that?”
Rachiel burst out laughing. As expected, I thought it was Damian-like. On the one hand, I was grateful. Even in situations like this, he’s the one who even cares about things like that.
It was then.
Damian answered reflexively without even breathing.
“no.”
“….”
“I’m not really worried about that.”
“….”
“What I’m worried about is your mental state.”
“what?”
“How did you come up with the idea of freezing and storing people so calmly? How can you express such joy and satisfaction when thinking of such thoughts? Thanks to you, I had doubts. Is Your Majesty’s mental health really okay? Is it okay? “I wonder if you need some kind of treatment.”
“hey.”
“I am serious, Your Majesty. And I am Your Majesty’s bodyguard. It is my duty to protect Your Majesty. But does that mean I have to protect only His Majesty’s body? no. The object of my protection will also include your mental health. “The result of combining both body and mind will be your existence and essence.”
“…hey.”
“So I thought. How can we safely restore His Majesty’s mental health, which may already be in a precarious state? But I don’t know yet. Honestly, I’m scared. “I also feel that my fearful feelings are blooming more actively because I don’t know how far the charge will go.”
“…Are you done?”
“no. “There is still more to come.”
“Is it fun?”
“yes.”
“….”
“Isn’t this level of revenge against someone who wants to freeze me alive?”
“ah. Did you say that?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“So what about now?”
“I feel relieved. depending on.”
Damian’s expression became relaxed.
It was then.
“Uh-huh, Sir Cayenne? “What kind of statement is that?”
Sir Gardin, who had been quiet, came forward with a stern expression. He said, holding the pasta plate dearly with one hand and pointing at Damien with the other.
“How dare you, as a mere bodyguard, not hesitate to make such rude remarks to His Majesty? “Is that okay?”
“Ah…”
“I’m disappointed, Sir Cayenne. I considered you a faithful and trustworthy bodyguard for His Highness. How dare you forget your duty and openly show Your Highness an attitude of crossing the line, even in a place where other eyes are present. “Is that really the correct attitude of an escort?”
“sorry.”
Damian was polite to the sudden(?) intrusion of Lord Gardin. Lord Gardin’s admonition continued.
“okay. You should know that you are sorry. It seems crazy. Are you concerned about your mental health? Even though His Majesty’s usual behavior is a bit strange and eccentric, sometimes he seems a bit off-kilter, and sometimes he is extremely petty. Does that mean you think such remarks are justified?”
“My thoughts were short.”
“It was short. It was very short. “Even though our Highness is dirty behind the scenes, has a dirty personality, and has an even worse temper, shouldn’t you speak carelessly like that?”
“you’re right. “I was wrong.”
“That’s enough. I hope that you will always be His Majesty’s faithful bodyguard. That is your duty and duty. So, from now on, when you say something to Your Majesty, I hope that you will be more careful about what you say.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“yes. “Thank you for taking my rough advice.”
“It was nothing.”
“…What are you guys doing?”
Rakiel stopped laughing and ended up laughing. Damian and Sir Gardin. On the one hand, I didn’t understand why they were like that.
Instead, I was able to know one thing. It was true that Lord Gardin was also very worried about Damian.
“Lord Gardin.”
“Yes, Your Highness!”
“Do you feel like I’m a bad guy?”
“yes?”
“Tsk. “Do you seem like the kind of person who makes a faithful bodyguard alive and keeps it without any hesitation?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“….”
“Honestly, I’m not sure what the situation is right now. I just have a feeling that Sir Cayenne is going to be very sick. That’s why His Majesty had the dangerous idea of freezing him.”
“Yeah, but?”
“Is that… really okay?”
“maybe. “I need to find a way to freeze it so that there are no side effects.”
“Isn’t there a better way?”
“We’re doing this to buy time to find a better way.”
“Is it such a dangerous disease?”
“uh. surely.”
Rachiel nodded. And he spoke to Sir Gardin, who was still unaware of the existence of the Demon King.
“So confiscate the pasta.”
“…yes?”
“Kyung, you are worried about Damian. “You have to take responsibility for your remarks.”
“….”
“what? Am I behaving strangely? Are you eccentric? Sometimes you feel like you’ve turned around a bit? “And sometimes you’re petty?”
“That’s…”
“Am I dirty behind the scenes? Do you also have a dirty personality? “Are you saying your temper is even worse?”
“yep. Oh no….”
“Tsk. Then I guess I’ll have to show you my dirty behind. So confiscate the pasta.”
“…Zoooooooooooooo!”
“Oh, that’s okay. “Give it to me.”
“…Huh!”
In the end, Sir Gardin had no choice but to hand over ownership of the pasta dish he was holding dearly. Slurping down the half-cooled pasta, Raquiel looked back at Damian.
“let’s go.”
“Where are you going?”
“hell.”
I just left the bedroom. In pajamas? It didn’t matter. It’s a race against time. We must move before the lung cancer caused by the Demon King overtakes Damian.
We need to find a way to freeze Damian safely. To do this, help or advice from a transcendent being is desperately needed.
“…So you came to see me right away?”
“Yes, Lord of Hell.”
Rakiel went straight through the Hell Gate and fell flat before the King of Hell. Thanks to this, Hell King Haviel felt absurd.
“I told you to come to me anytime if you need my help.”
“Yes, King of Hell.”
“You know that less than a day has passed since I said those words, right?”
“Yes, King of Hell.”
“But something has already happened that needs my help?”
“Yes, of course. King of Hell.”
“…okay. “What’s going on?”
“I think I’m going to freeze this guy and store him.”
Rakiel said ‘this friend’ and pointed with a glance at Damian next to him. Damian’s face frowned slightly, and the Hell King’s brow furrowed even further.
“Your escort? why?”
“Yes, let me explain the reason… blah blah blah… The lung cancer that the Demon King will bring is very difficult to treat… and… I need to find a reliable treatment to implement here… Miju Algojual… In order to buy time until then… blah blah… I came here because I thought it would be a good idea to ask the King of Hell about the existence or method of safely freezing it.”
“….”
“King of Hell?”
“Well, I heard your explanation well.”
“Yes, ruler of hell.”
“It is a cryopreservation treatment that will ensure future resurrection without damaging the human body. “It would be impossible with the capabilities of the court wizards your royal family possesses.”
“Yes, definitely.”
Rachiel nodded.
It was just as the King of Hell had guessed.
It is difficult to be a royal court wizard. As a court wizard, Sir Janetis can only freeze the opponent and cause damage or death.
Or, it could only induce a mild state of hypothermia, like when it helped treat the emperor’s stroke.
‘Freezing Damian completely and not damaging him… is not enough even for Lord Janetis. To prevent damage to the body from freezing, I would have to rapidly freeze the target, but I don’t have the magic power to do that. I don’t have enough staying power to keep it frozen until I find a cure for lung cancer. Besides, experience is also an issue. Even though Sir Janetis is a seasoned wizard, he has no experience freezing a target and then bringing it back to life.’
So it won’t work with Sir Janetis.
To be able to do something like that, wouldn’t you have to be at least a legendary wizard, a semi-mythical being, or a high-ranking being naturally specialized in cold?
“… So I came running eagerly in my pajamas with the expectation that I could be introduced to such a being by the King of Hell.”
“Hmm.”
“If you know of such a being, please introduce me…”
“I know, but.”
“thank you!”
“Dragon King Berkis.”
“…mom.”
“Why are you doing that? Does he not like it?”
“It’s not that I don’t like it, but if I go to ask for help and wake him up for no reason…”
“I’ll die. Surely.”
“yes. Surely.”
Rachiel shook her head in confidence. Dragon King Berkis? The ability to do so is there.
But he can’t. I had already received help from him once and felt his unique temper all over my body.
‘I received help with diabetes, but if you wake up and go to ask for help again… then you will definitely die. Considering the Dragon King’s personality, it’s unconditional. No, in such a situation, the Dragon King might become a more terrifying being than the Demon King.’
Rachiel’s shoulders trembled.
And asked.
“I’m really sorry about that, but… “Could you please introduce me to someone else who can compete with him?”
“Hmm. “You talk as if you left it to me.”
“sorry.”
“no. It can’t be helped. I understand your position. The coming of the Demon King will have a big impact on this hell as well. “There is another being that comes to mind.”
“Who is that?”
Rachiel lifted her head from her lowered position.
The moment his eyes met, King Haviel of Hell spoke.
“Bingryong Tyranus. He is the blood-related father of Dragon King Berkis.”