The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 551

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 551

Episode 551 Not giving up hope (1)

It’s sad.

I am the one responsible.

This is what I had to carry.

The way you go out of your way to not be a burden to me.

Now is the time to look at it like this.

Why am I so cold and bitter that I feel so sad?

“Damian. “What are you doing now?”

Rachiel opened her eyes wide. And then I looked inside the door. Damian was there. The guy was looking back, surrounded by a geometric three-dimensional magic circle I had never seen before. Surprised expression. Eyes that were even more surprised than that.

As if I didn’t know it would come here like this.

As if I had never even thought of a situation like this.

Really shameless.

So it gets even colder.

“…I’m sorry, Your Highness.”

The guy’s mumbling.

When I heard that, something from the day suddenly came to mind. At that moment, he said the same thing. In a truly sincere voice. Did you say this?

♣

“I’m sorry, Your Highness.”

“Do you know I’m sorry?”

“….”

“Who told you to stand up during a meeting on your own?”

“….”

“Besides, what? You think Dragon King Berkis’s opinion is reasonable and efficient? So you agree?”

“majesty.”

“Is that what you’re going to say in front of me?”

“But…”

“But that’s bullshit.”

“….”

“You saw me raising my voice against the Dragon King’s opinion, but then you took the Dragon King’s side in that situation? Frankly? “You don’t even think about my position, do you?”

“But Your Highness.”

“Stop saying you thought it was for me or anything like that. “Even now, when I think about it, I just get angry.”

“….”

“okay? “Don’t do that again.”

“…I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Don’t go out rashly.”

“yes.”

“Don’t make nonsense like asking me to kill you.”

“…yes.”

“Don’t act like you’re going to leave carelessly.”

“…majesty.”

“Don’t give up on your own.”

“All right.”

Damian bows his head. The sunlight from the window in the villa’s hallway pours down on the guy’s black hair. The light was dazzling and I felt even more bitter. I continued to feel angry. To Damian? no. To yourself. To my helpless self. Because I have to tremble in front of this guy’s plight.

I continued to feel angry.

But you can’t just get angry. Because I was already extremely angry the whole way back to the villa. This will be enough.

“Whoa.”

I took a breath and gathered my emotions. I glanced back at the guy who followed me into the villa’s bedroom.

“you. Are you going to continue?”

“yes?”

“My escort.”

“Of course…”

“Take a break for a while.”

“majesty?”

“I’m not punishing you. I’m not even angry. So, it’s definitely not a case of probation or other punishment like that.”

“But why…”

“At times like this, you should rest. Even if it’s you.”

“….”

Damian looked like he didn’t understand. no. He had a look in his eyes that said he understood but found it difficult to accept.

I told the guy.

“It’s a dangerous disease. It is also a disease for which no cure has yet been discovered. So you shouldn’t overdo it. Since it is not clear how physical fatigue or tension affects the mechanism of the disease, unconditional stability is the top priority. okay?”

“But Your Highness.”

“Listen to me. uh? “You already fell once.”

“…All right.”

“Then you will exclude me from my escort list for now? I think it’s kind of a temporary vacation that’s a bit long. Then you will feel at ease.”

“But your highness?”

“What else?”

“Even if you are left out of the escort list. “Still, can’t I just go back to my personal quarters?”

“huh? Private accommodation?”

“yes.”

“You’re not going to be sent to a private lodging? Are you going to admit me to the annex oriental medicine clinic?”

“Uh, then… can’t I just not be hospitalized?”

“Aren’t you hospitalized?”

“yes.”

“If I don’t go to private accommodation and don’t get hospitalized, where will I go? Are you going to sleep homeless?”

“no.”

“then?”

“I just… I want to stay here.”

“here?”

“yes.”

“In my bedroom?”

“yes. As usual. “Over there.”

What Damian was pointing at was the living room sofa placed on one side of the bedroom. In fact, it was a place that could be said to be his private bed(?), where he usually dozed off and performed escort duties all night long.

“Write it. “You want to sleep over there?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Then there’s no point in being left off the escort list, right?”

“But that’s because it’s the most comfortable for me.”

“what? Is it because of me?”

“no.”

“then?”

“It’s where I always sleep, so I feel the most comfortable and refreshed when I sleep on that sofa.”

“….”

“The curves and other things on that sofa have already adapted to my body… and the armrests, where I always rest my head, are lowered to suit the shape of my head.”

“….”

“That’s why it’s the most convenient. Well, didn’t your Majesty say that too? “Stability is the most important thing.”

“Uh… you did that, right?”

“That’s right.”

“her. really.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

This isn’t something you put on the sofa.

It was absurd to see this guy being so stubborn in such a strange place. But at the same time, I felt relieved. Still, I think he’s given up on the thoughts he had earlier. I thought that there would be no need to go out and die as if I were sacrificing myself to follow the Dragon King’s opinion.

So it was.

“Whatever you say.”

I approved his request(?).

After that, I spent the rest of the day diagnosing him and thinking of ways to prevent the death of his neural circuits. I fell asleep like usual. Then suddenly I woke up.

‘…Hmm, I’m thirsty.’

My throat was sore.

I got up.

Out of habit, I turned toward the sofa. Is the sleeping guy okay? I felt worried. But it was a strange thing. I couldn’t see Damian, who should have been lying on the sofa.

It was then.

“majesty? “Are you uncomfortable in some way?”

Before you know it, a figure is approaching your side. A soft but dignified voice. It wasn’t Damian’s voice. I was startled and looked back. In the darkness of the bedroom, where the moonlight streamed in, I saw the silhouette of a person looking politely in this direction.

It wasn’t Damian.

“This is Sergius, Your Highness.”

Sergio, the oldest member of the Special Forces, quietly announced himself. And added:

“Today, I will be by your side. It is an honour.”

“…What about Damian?”

“I have left the place as instructed by Your Majesty.”

“Are you leaving? According to my command?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“….”

I have never given such an order.

I got goosebumps for a moment. An ominous feeling crept into my heart. I suddenly lost sleep. I jumped out of my seat and jumped up.

“My highness?”

I hurriedly left the bedroom, leaving Sergio’s panicked voice behind. My mind became busy. Damien said that even if he was excluded from escort duties, he would remain by his side and would stay in the bedroom. However, Damian disappeared as soon as night fell.

‘what? According to my name? When did I…’

give such an order.

My heart was pounding.

Where the missing guy is. Where did it go? I guessed desperately. There was a place that I guessed. I took a busy walk. carriage? There was no time to prepare.

“Urus!”

“…nuuuu?”

“Let’s go to the imperial palace!”

I woke Urus up from his sleep and brushed him. I rode on it and ran to the imperial palace as if flying. Normal entrance procedure? ignored. Because the Crown Prince said it was an emergency matter, it was passed.

And now, I saw Damian surrounded by a three-dimensional magic circle in this place, which was originally the emperor’s bedroom and is now the Dragon King’s lodgings.

“…Huuuuk heook!”

Traces of running out of breath came out through the respiratory tract. Are you surprised to see this side? Damian’s eyes widened.

“Your Highness…”

I didn’t answer his call.

Instead, he rushed at me.

It was towards the magic circle.

“majesty!”

Damien’s startled cry reached my ears.

The pattern of a magic circle that is rapidly getting closer.

Incredibly brighter vision.

So it’s like going blind.

And it felt like my whole body was going to explode.

Puttskeuk-!

“…!”

I couldn’t even scream. The moment I touched the magic circle, a shock struck my entire body as if I had been electrocuted by tens of thousands of volts of current. It was like that even though I protected my whole body with some strange mental techniques.

“…Gagging!”

The scream barely came out after colliding with the magic circle and rolling around on the floor. Is this what fried shrimp feels like after being dipped in boiling oil? My whole body suddenly cringed from the pain that was felt everywhere.

But that didn’t mean I could just lie down.

“Damian…!”

I forced myself to get up. I took a step. Toward the three-dimensional magic circle that is still functioning properly. I stretched out my hand. I saw Damian shaking his head vigorously and shouting something. I couldn’t hear him shouting. Is my eardrum damaged? Or is it because of the buzzing sound that has taken over my ears?

But it doesn’t matter.

‘Because I can’t let you go.’

It can’t be like this.

You can’t send it like this.

You, who were a shining protagonist in another world, should not have to face the end like this here, as you should have.

Because it’s my responsibility.

Because it’s my fault.

‘So…’

Quatz side-!

I stretched out my hand toward the magic circle again. The moment it touched me, my whole body was in shock. But this time, it didn’t fly away helplessly like before. It was thanks to some preparation. Of course, there was even greater pain.

“…!”

There is no scream. However, I may be able to convey my meaning by kissing Damien.

‘Are you going to leave… like this?’

“….”

‘This… is… leaving the workplace… without permission… you know, right?’

“….”

Did he recognize this person’s confusion?

Did he feel the desire to hold on to it even in this way?

Damian stopped yelling. Instead, he looked this way sadly. Or they looked at me dumbfounded. I burst out laughing at that sight.

‘If you keep doing this… you… won’t even give me severance pay…’

“….”

Then Damian says something.

Why is he crying?

I’m sorry.

Rather blame me.

I was dumbfounded as I watched him mutter lines that seemed like they would come out of a third-rate drama or a new concept movie.

But that was then.

…Cow!

The movement of the magic circle that was slowly rotating around Damian in three dimensions suddenly stopped. It felt as if a machine that was running well suddenly broke down.

‘what?’

I looked back at the Dragon King in surprise. I wondered if that guy was going to do something to shake this off. But it wasn’t. The Dragon King’s expression was strange. He was giving me a shocked look. Toward this way? no. Toward Damien.

‘uh?’

why?

I reflexively looked back at Damian. And I was able to find it. A strand of mana that was slowly flowing out of Damian, a disparate flow. A unique force that interferes with the activation of the magic circle. A familiar but unwelcome feeling.

That’s right….

‘Demon King?’