The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 386

Episode 386 Rusty Heart (3)

What happens when you paint poop on the wall? no. Rather, why do I have to live a life like that? What did he really mean by what he said to me? Does that mean it will help you live that long? Or does Meg actually have a different meaning?

Squeak! Squeak!

Armin Asrahan, the grandson of the Margrave Asrahan, involuntarily shrugged his shoulders at the sound of a bird crying somewhere under the moonlight. Because you are afraid? no. For some reason, I felt like even the sound of birds was laughing at me.

And on the other hand, I was curious about the prince’s intentions.

‘Why on earth did that guy ask me to come out here in the middle of the night?’

Armin looked around.

If it had been daytime, the training ground where the family members would have sweated while training their swordsmanship. But now that it was past midnight, of course there was no one there.

A shallow wrinkle formed between Armin’s eyebrows.

‘I wonder if he’s trying to harass me again.’

Maybe that’s the case. It is quite possible for that little prince. Because I already have a record(?). Wasn’t he a vicious, vicious, and persistent person who had harassed and threatened him so much during the day and eventually found out the secrets of his family?

So it was.

Suddenly, Armin remembered the prince’s words he had heard during the day and ironed the wrinkles between his eyebrows deeper and tighter.

– Because the shabby way of thinking that has been newly modified to overcome restrictions may itself be the cause of your family’s illness.

“….”

It was he who had expressed doubts about the Crown Prince’s words earlier telling him to come to the training hall at midnight. Why do I have to move as if avoiding other people’s eyes at a time like that? Is it really necessary to do that?

And that was the answer the crown prince gave back.

Improved Asurahan Simbeop.

That might be causing heart disease.

I need to check, so I’ll see you at the training center at midnight.

“….”

Armin bit his lip.

This is nonsense.

It has been used by countless ancestors for over 150 years, enhancing the reputation of the family, and writing countless battles and glorious military honors poems. But what? That way of thinking would have made the heart sick? You forced everyone from previous generations into a short-lived tragedy?

‘It’s nonsense.’

The moment I heard it, I felt repulsed. I couldn’t swear because the person I was talking with was my opponent, but I immediately retorted without realizing it.

That kind of guess is unreasonable.

I think it would be a wrong guess.

It’s nonsense.

Then the crown prince just smiled and responded like this.

– So, if you want to prove me wrong, you can come out to the gym at midnight.

“….”

So it came out.

I’ve been waiting for 30 minutes.

However, even though it was past midnight, there was still no news from the crown prince. He didn’t even show his nose. Could it be that the wind(?) is blowing this side like this? It was around this time that I began to feel anxious.

“uh. “You came out early?”

Suddenly, a familiar but unwelcome voice came from behind me. It was the crown prince. Armin looked back and flinched without realizing it. When I turned around, the distance between me and the prince was already less than five steps.

‘What is this?’

I didn’t feel anything until I got this close. Even if it was the guard next to him, I didn’t expect the crown prince to be at this level.

“Oh, are you here?”

“I’m here because I came.”

“….”

“Did you wait long?”

“yes.”

“okay. I see.”

“….”

Is this person not even sorry for being 30 minutes late?

“sorry. I didn’t even realize that time was passing as I was reviewing the data in my memory. There is so little data on cardiomyopathy. “Anyway, you must have been bored and cold waiting alone in a place like this.”

“Ah… it’s okay.”

“really?”

“….”

“I can see everything that’s not okay. “I wonder why I have to come out here and do this.”

“That’s…”

“If you have any questions, ask.”

“Are you going to answer me?”

“I saw you were asking.”

“….”

Rakiel shrugged his shoulders and Armin fell into a buffering(?) state for a moment. But even for a moment. After a moment of hesitation, Armin asked what he had been curious about the whole time.

“Hey, Your Highness. “You said that our family’s improved spiritual practices are damaging the heart… I’d like to hear the basis for that assumption.”

“Do you want to hear it?”

“yes.”

“Then raise your sword.”

“yes?”

It was a moment of questioning. The crown prince threw something. When I first received it, I realized it was an iron sword for practice.

“What…”

“Do your best to subdue me.”

“My highness?”

“huh.”

“Me?”

“huh.”

“…why?”

“You said you wanted to hear an answer. I have to find a reason to answer. “For that to happen, there’s something I need to check.”

“….”

I don’t know.

I really can’t guess what this person is thinking. I get confused every time. In a way, it seems polite. If you look at it another way, it seems like it’s just rolling. In a way, it seems like he is worried about our family. Also, if you look closely, it seems like they are just trying to use it.

It was still the same now.

Suddenly it’s a sparring match.

Is he really doing this to confirm something like he said? Or is he just trying to use an excuse to harass us?

But that was then.

“hey. “Aren’t you thinking too highly of yourself?”

The crown prince suddenly said something sarcastic.

Armin became dazed.

“yes?”

“You now. It’s not clear whether I’m just doing this to annoy you or not. Right?”

“….”

I can’t deny it.

The crown prince’s advice continued.

“Why am I harassing you for no reason? A brat who is merely the grandson of the Margrave’s family? Why did you have to call me to a place like this in the middle of the night? Do I look like an idle person with nothing to do?”

“That’s…”

“Or do you feel like you’re such a great person that I have to torment you for no purpose or reason?”

“….”

This is a bit painful and unfair.

If you listen to the crown prince’s words, they are all correct, but when you actually listen to them, you feel secretly jealous. Thanks to this, Armin’s grip on the training iron sword gained some strength.

“That’s not it.”

“no? “So you’re saying I looked like a useless person who ran all the way from the imperial capital to harass you because I had nothing to do?”

“yes?”

“How dare you look at the royal family like that? “It seems like a crime to humiliate the royal family?”

“That…”

“No, right?”

“no!”

“Are you unfair?”

“….”

“If you feel wronged, raise your sword.”

“But…”

“Are you afraid you might hurt the royal family? Is this guy doing this again? “Do you think you’re such a great person that you would hurt me?”

“No, that’s…”

“No? “So you’re saying I looked so pathetic and easy-going that I deserved to be beaten by you?”

“…Argh!”

In the end, Armin exploded due to Rakiel’s persistent and subtle provocation(?). The boy, unable to bear the accumulated resentment, took an iron sword and took a step forward. Damian, who was watching it from the side, felt genuine pity for the boy. And Rachiel listened to the Perennial Snow with a feeling of reward.

Tsussssss-!

Permanent Snow deploys a shield of cold as soon as mana is invested!

Armin flinched at that unexpected sight. But that only lasts for a moment. As befits a descendant of a famous sword family, the boy quickly regained his composure. He struck the cold shield firmly. And it bounced even more awkwardly.

Kaaaang-!

“…!”

Repulsion beyond imagination. Even the incredible coldness transmitted through the sword body. Armin almost lost his sword in one hit.

‘What…’

I was complacent.

I thought it was just a shield filled with magic. Since the crown prince only had a shield and no sword, I wasn’t worried about a counterattack.

‘The performance of the shield itself? no. This is the crown prince’s skill.’

Armin realized. The moment his sword struck the shield, he saw the prince’s waist, shoulders, forearms, and wrists moving in elaborate linkage like a single device. Thanks to this, the shield was twisted at an odd angle and the power of the sword strike was dispersed.

And right after that, Kaang.

The sword was thrown away without any time to prepare. Also, intentionally create an angle that allows the chest to be wide open.

‘…Dangerous!’

Armin intuitively felt a crisis. I had no idea that the shield could be used in this way. No, not knowing is an excuse. Now is not the moment for excuses. All you need is a quick and accurate response!

Tsuzzzz!

Armin relaxed his entire body. There was no attempt to forcibly pull back the sword that had bounced off. The chest was left open. In that state, the body was rotated clockwise. He took advantage of the force of the bounce and quickly retreated to regain his balance.

But…

“Is that all?”

“…!”

Just when I thought I had found my balance, the crown prince was suddenly digging into my chest. With the shield of frost at the forefront. Toward this solar plexus.

Pukkung-!

“…that town!”

The moment Armin was struck in the abdomen by a shield strike, he had to clutch his esophageal sphincter in a desperate attempt not to vomit in the face of the noble royal family.

However, the crown prince had no recognition or mercy.

“I guess you still feel like this situation is easy.”

Pow!

“…Uuuup!”

“Aren’t you using circles? huh?”

Pukeng!

“Ugh…!”

Three consecutive hits to the abdomen with a shield strike that came with a strange grumbling!

Armin was struggling in suffocating pain, as if he was about to faint. Following the desperate instinct that I couldn’t fall like this, I activated the dark mental method.

“Ugh!”

…kiiiiing-!

A huge circle appeared on the boy’s chest. A single ray of power bloomed in the heart. The demand for power that we crave more blindly and desperately because it is only one. It was a circle with a much fiercer and more ferocious personality than the typical dark mind.

At the same time, the boy’s movements changed dramatically.

Tadat!

In an instant, I was out of Rachiel’s attack range. It was almost at the same time that a counterattack was prepared. All movements of offense and defense. A melody of destruction sung by a circle born from the blind pursuit of power.

Tsukakakakak-!

Swordsmanship rained down.

Before one flash of light disappeared, a second struck the ice cap. The third and fourth exploded together. Five called out to six, six amplified seven and eight, and eight roared, splitting, stabbing, slashing, cutting, cutting through a hundred changes.

Thump-!

“…her?”

It became dangerous as if the ice cap would break at any moment. But Rakiel did not waver. Rather, he was staring at the boy’s chest while remaining calm, bordering on cold. Acupuncture point scanning was activated.

‘found.’

Rachiel’s eyes sparkled.

The boy’s heart beats violently, pouring out an onslaught. A circle pulsating around the heart. Everything, including the violent flow of mana that flows between them.

Thanks to you, I felt confident.

Improved Asurahan Simbeop.

Fatal hypertrophic cardiomyopathy.

A clear link between the two.

‘confirmed.’

A plan to treat the family’s hypertrophic cardiomyopathy was filled in through the folds of Rakiel’s frontal cerebral cortex, with a satisfied smile blooming from the corner of her mouth.