The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 22

Episode 22. Damian Cayenne (2)

There he was.

A cage stained with blood. In that space filled with the heat of struggle. There was Damian, who had a sword like fangs.

‘same.’

It was the same as the illustration seen in the novel. That’s what I thought as soon as I saw him. The tall height and well-proportioned physique, the flowing black hair, the tightly shut mouth, and the emotionless eyes that sweep across the crowd are all present.

‘Luckily it was before the sword fight started.’

It was the moment when that thought came to mind.

Clap! Scream!

The iron bars shook loudly.

Eventually, the floor on the other side slowly opened.

Amidst the

gamblers and the crowd holding their breath, an underground passageway dug at an angle like a cave was revealed. An unidentifiable growling sound came from inside the passage.

– Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…!

beast?

It wasn’t.

If it were just an animal, its growling sound alone would not be enough to give you goosebumps. It would not have been possible to make the complexions of the numerous people behind the bars pale. In the silence that felt like being doused with cold water.

Kung cooung.

“…t troll.”

An intimidating silhouette appeared along with someone’s soft groan. It is about 3 meters tall. Muscles and tendons throbbed under the dark gray leather, which was as hard as iron armor. Yellow fangs gleamed between the long, torn mouth.

But what caught the eye more than anything else were the red eyes. Living with blind wildness. The troll roared, revealing its destructive madness.

-Quaaaaaah!

The iron bars vibrated.

It hurt like my eardrums were going to fall off.

‘You’re fighting something like that?’

Damian of the gladiatorial arena.

It was a scene I had already read in a novel. There were certainly gladiatorial games similar to this one. However, there was a huge difference between learning about dating through a novel and seeing it in real life, just like learning about dating online and actually trying it.

‘It’s no joke.’

No wild beast could spread such intimidation everywhere. The life and majesty of the troll were that great.

In fact, it was enormous. He seemed to be at least 3 meters tall. The large skeleton was entirely filled with muscle. It could be said that he has a body like the green muscle man from the Max movie.

It was then.

Tuk-tuk.

Someone next to me tugged on my sleeve. When I turned around, I saw Sir Gardin with a pale face.

“My highness?”

Sir Gardin asked with his lips quivering.

“What is that? “What are you doing here?”

“You’ll know when you see it.”

“Then… that poor man…”

Sir Gardin’s tearful gaze was directed at Damian in the cage.

“Are you saying this is a place where people throw food to that person’s troll and watch it happen? What on earth is this….”

“….”

It seems that Lord Gardin had completely misunderstood. But Rakiel didn’t respond at all.

There was no time to say things like, ‘If the person Kyung was looking at pitifully had died, the novel would have ended here.’ This was because the troll roared and started charging.

-Quaaaaaak!

Thump thump thump! Coo thump!

It was an incredibly fast rush.

Whoa!

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The troll jumped 5 meters in an instant and swung its arms as thick as pillars. At the end was Damian.

Wow!

The troll’s claws tore through the air. It was so incredibly fast that a normal person wouldn’t even be able to react by flinching. But of course Damian was no ordinary person.

Sigh.

Didn’t even move.

Just half a span.

He avoided the troll’s strike with a simple movement of leaning his upper body back and raising his head. With only a narrow difference of one piece of paper left.

– Quoc?

The troll’s eyes widened.

I thought he would rip off the head of a weak human with one blow. The troll was angry at the fact that his attack only shook the air.

– Wow!

It was from then on.

The troll’s onslaught fell.

-Quaaaak! Quook!

I waved my arms wildly.

I hit, hit, scratched, and hit him. I raised it, stirred it, struck it down, and stamped it. I kicked and stabbed and pushed and pushed again.

But nothing changed. Damian was still standing there. He did not leave his standing position even for a single step.

‘A human… is that possible?’

Rakiel couldn’t believe it even after seeing it.

On the other hand, I was able to feel it again. Why was Damian able to reign as the strongest contemporary human being in the novel?

‘From this time on… everything was different from the very beginning.’

Demonic talent.

No, it is a combat ability that would be rude to call it a talent. And even a formidable sense that brings out those talents and abilities without any filtering.

Damien Cayen is a swordsman genius who is said to have devilish talent comparable to Grandmaster Javiel Asrahan, who is considered the strongest swordsman in history.

Then, a thought occurred to me.

Was it a reference in the novel?

‘Yes, Damian first entered the underground gladiatorial arena at the age of 17. And in just three months, he defeated all the existing gladiators and became the champion.’

Truly invincible.

It was a formidable undefeated streak.

Over the course of about a year, countless challengers lost their lives or were maimed by his sword. After that, the challenger itself dried up.

It was natural.

‘Even if I try, my free pass to the Jordan River is guaranteed.’

No one tried to challenge him. Gamblers’ odds have also become meaningless.

It was around that time.

‘Damian’s opponent… is no longer human. A pack of wild goblins or even a troll like today. ‘I ended up dealing with all kinds of vicious beasts and monsters.’

Even the content of the gambling that takes place over the sword fights he engages in has changed. For example, the question was, ‘How many wounds will Damian suffer from the troll?’

It was then.

– Kuwook!

The roar of the anxious troll broke their thoughts.

I raised my head.

I saw a troll rushing towards Damian as if he was crushing him with his whole body. The troll used its huge size to stretch out its arms to grab Damian.

Is he trying to grab me and bite me?

But at that moment.

Spit.

It was a very momentary thing.

A bright, cool flash of light passed between Damian and the troll just once.

That was the end of it.

– …Kuruk?

The troll that was trying to grab Damian flinched. It made a strange sound and stopped moving. I recalled a look in their eyes that was half distrust and half anxious. That became the troll’s last gesture in his life.

Two hit!

Blood rushing out.

The troll’s head flew off. The two cleanly severed arms flew through the air along with them.

…Cow!

The troll’s body, missing its head and arms, fell to its knees. Troll-specific powerful physical regeneration? I couldn’t even dream. Because before I knew it, my heart had been completely pierced.

Flush….

When the troll’s gigantic body finally collapsed, no one in the hall cheered. No, I couldn’t even think of cheering.

In the face of something that happened so suddenly, some people covered their wide-open mouths and others just rolled their wide eyes.

The shout came out two beats late.

“…Wow!”

Blood rushing and excitement.

A crucible of enthusiasm.

The audience’s lively cheers covered the venue. The mixed joys and sorrows of the gamblers created various laughter and shouts. But at that time, Damien was already leaving the cage.

Cheers and shouts for yourself.

No matter what insults, praise or attention.

It was as if he had no interest whatsoever.

Just because you have a cool personality?

‘Of course not.’

Rachiel inwardly shook her head.

Others may not know, but you know.

I know everything about what Damian was suffering from and what he desperately needed during this period.

So now was the time to move.

“Take care of yourselves and follow me.”

He tapped Lord Gardin.

“…omg? yes? yes!”

Sir Gardin, who was pale and tired, hurriedly followed behind. Rachiel walked through the crowded crowd of people. Meanwhile, the sounds of countless people talking were piercing my ears.

“ha. “I thought you’d get hurt in at least one place today.”

“You mean Damian?”

“of course. “The opponent was a troll.”

“but. “Actually, I also bet on Damian getting hurt in two places.”

“haha. “You and I both got robbed today.”

“Still, since the other person was a troll, I thought it might happen, but it turned out to be the same.”

The gamblers’ complaints were heard.

Hearing that, Rachiel laughed inwardly.

‘Those people probably don’t know that Damian is the main character of this world.’

The fact that they are not just beings to rot in this underground gladiatorial arena. The fact that he is the person who will save this world from the abyss of war in the future. There is also a future in which he will become the emperor of a huge empire.

They probably don’t even know about it in their dreams.

‘Damian is a much bigger guy than you think.’

I felt a little proud that I was the only one who knew that. I feel like I’m the only one who knows about a restaurant that no one knows about. Or is this what it feels like to be the number one fan of a rookie who will become the world’s biggest star?

But as usual, while I was feeling proud alone, an unexpected conversation flowed from the gamblers.

“But that’s the thing. Have you ever heard of the ‘crown prince supremacy theory’ that has been widely rumored these days?”

“…Puup!”

I almost squirted without realizing it.

Rakiel played it off and listened to the gamblers’ stories. Their conversation continued at length.

“The crown prince supremacy theory? “This is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

“Tsk tsk. “How can you afford to gamble if the news is this slow?”

“Rather than hitting me, please tell me the news first. “I’ll buy you a drink today.”

“Good. What is the crown prince supremacy theory? You must have witnessed the match between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Highness the Second Prince that took place at Roy-Harvey Bridge a few days ago, right?”

“yes. “It was a confrontation that ended with a very unexpected result.”

“Yeah, it was impressive. “Especially the attitude of His Highness the Second Prince right after he was defeated.”

“What about His Highness the Second Prince’s… attitude?”

“You fainted.”

“yes.”

“And His Royal Highness… He just lightly touched the feet of His Highness the 2nd Prince who fainted… His Highness the 2nd Prince screamed. “You must have seen it too, right?”

“Oh yeah. “It certainly was.”

“Do you remember what attitude the Second Prince showed after that?”

“…ah.”

“I see you remember. that’s right. He jumped up, got down on one knee towards His Majesty the Crown Prince, and declared defeat. “Even though no one asked me to do it.”

“Well then…”

“I guess you guessed it. That’s right. “His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who briefly touched his feet… his grip strength was beyond imagination.”

“Oh, as expected.”

…After all!

Rakiel wanted to join in on their conversation right away. However, the gamblers’ chatter continued, whether they knew how they felt or not.

“His Majesty the Second Prince felt hellish pain from that enormous grip. Maybe he felt his life was in danger. If I keep going like this, I could really die. “Isn’t it because he felt such a sense of crisis that he immediately knelt down and admitted defeat?”

“That makes sense. It wasn’t just a loss. “It was a declaration that he would give up his title as crown prince and that he would give up his path to becoming emperor.”

“That’s it. “Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, has a grip that inspires enough fear to make you give up on becoming an emperor.”

“Huh. This is a person who has always been criticized as being incompetent and suffering from a chronic illness, but how could that be… Are you saying, then, that His Highness the Crown Prince has been hiding his tremendous power all this time?”

“yes. That’s it. “That inference is the core of the crown prince supremacy theory.”

…Tsk. Let’s just go.

I’m busy anyway.

I don’t have time to listen to such nonsense.

Rachiel hurriedly walked through the crowd. I approached the hallway in one corner of the gladiatorial arena. It was a hallway leading to the gladiators’ waiting room.

Of course, there was a security guard there controlling access. But it was no problem for Rachiel. To those who tried to stop this, he wordlessly handed out a piece of gold.

The guards looked this way with stern eyes. How dare you try to bribe us with money? Angry eyes that seem to be asking.

It was a gold nugget that was too expensive to maintain.

So I entered the hallway with a free pass.

‘At the very back of the hallway.’

A waiting room at the far end where people least visit. Damien is there. Rachiel took a deep breath, recalling the contents of the novel.

‘It’s important from now on.’

We meet him, who was the main character in the novel. With her heart pounding strangely, Rachiel organized her plan. I reflected on what I read and remembered through the novel.

What Damian needs most at this moment. What Damian needs most now. This side should show it. To do this, you need to get Damien’s attention right away.

If we could do that with a 100 percent success rate…

“Excuse me?”

Sigh.

Without hesitation, I opened the door to the waiting room and entered.

Beyond him was Damian Cayenne.

Was he wiping the troll’s blood splattered on his face? He cast an indifferent glance through the towel covering his face.

Who are you?

What’s going on?

But I didn’t respond to that look.

Instead, I walked with long strides.

I suppressed my heart that wanted to run wild.

I reached out and picked up the medicine bottle on the table. I looked back at him and made a meaningful joke. It was accompanied by a sharp and poignant message prepared with elaborate calculations.

“Tsk tsk. Too bad. Why do you take these cheap painkillers? “Can you sleep after eating something like this?”

“…what?”

Damian’s eyebrows twitched. A faint heat of anger flashed in his cool eyes.

Rachiel was internally satisfied.

done.

This is a very refreshing start for this first time.