The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 565

Episode 565 Summoning is not free (2)

Soft, rustling.

The wind blowing.

Shaking curtains.

Looking at that, Damian Cayenne thought quietly.

I want to get out of here.

“….”

The hospital room is definitely boring. The time I spend sitting here still feels meaningless. If I could, I would like to stay by your side right away. I want to protect my lord. Because that is the reason for its existence. I want to do that.

But I can’t do that.

But just for now.

“Are you listening, Sir Cayenne?”

A voice that drives away the thoughts that had come to me in a daze for a moment. Damian turned his attention to where the loud voice came from. I saw the head nurse, Anise. She said.

“From now on, you will practice self-mana muscle control according to this rehabilitation program.”

Now that I think about it, Anis was holding a rather thick document in her hands. The large text written on the front page particularly caught my eye.

‘Damien Cayenne rehabilitation training plan….’

It’s my lord. It’s the master’s handwriting. Damian could recognize Rachiel’s traces at a glance. Meanwhile, the werewolf head nurse continued speaking.

“Your Highness was most concerned about the situation in which Lord Cayenne would become excessively immersed in the practice of Selma muscle control all day long and thoughtlessly. That’s why you wrote this by hand and delivered it to me.”

“Is that so.”

“yes. From today, we will only move according to this plan. In summary, I will only move my body using Selma muscle manipulation techniques during the designated rehabilitation training time.”

“You mean the other times are just there?”

“Yes. Both your muscles and your heart will need plenty of rest.”

“But if this schedule is followed… I think the rehabilitation time is too short.”

“30 minutes in the morning and 30 minutes in the afternoon?”

“yes.”

“Your Majesty’s opinion was that this would be appropriate at first.”

“But…”

“The training time will gradually increase. In line with Sir Cayenne’s body adapting. here. Like this.”

Flutter flutter!

Anise flipped over the back page of the schedule and showed it to me. Indeed, as she said, ten days and fifteen days later, it was seen that the rehabilitation training time had clearly become longer.

But…

“Why is this schedule set for three months ahead?”

“Because Your Highness planned it that way?”

“Then do I have to remain hospitalized until then?”

“If that is what your highness means?”

“….”

“Sir Cayenne. “I understand how frustrating it feels.”

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“I felt it that day.”

Damien cut off Anis’ waist.

And looked straight into her eyes.

“I’m sure Mr. Anise felt it too. “The smell of blood that came from your Majesty that day when you were vomiting alone.”

“….”

“I can’t say no. Because Anise is a werewolf. “Because your sense of smell is much better than mine.”

“That’s…”

“As expected.”

“….”

“I guess it wasn’t just vomiting. The faint scent of blood. There were also blood stains on His Highness’s black pants. every.”

“Did you even see the blood stains? “What about Sir Cayenne?”

“yes.”

Damian nodded.

It was certain.

“Because my eyesight is much better than Mr. Anis.”

“….”

“That’s why I’m worried.”

“Actually… me too.”

Anise sighed.

Damian also nodded with the same feeling.

“So please do me a favor, Mr. Anis. “If anything goes wrong with my lord’s health…”

“I will let you know right away.”

“thank you.”

Only then was Damian able to smile, albeit faintly. You can trust Anis. Because I’m not a liar. If something really happens to my lord, I will let you know immediately.

Then you can just run.

‘To the master’s side.’

I want to go.

But I can’t do that now.

But for now, I must follow my lord’s orders.

“Then Sir Cayenne? Shall we start rehabilitation training?”

“All right.”

Damian stood up at Anise’s words.

♣

…Jump up!

The sticky palm of an idea suddenly hit the bottom of the cerebral cortex. An idea struck Rakiel like lightning, and without realizing it, he half stood up from his seat.

‘uh? this…? Does that make some sense?’

Rakiel suddenly stopped writing down the Dragon King’s experiment log. And I thought. An idea I just came up with unconsciously. I think this makes a lot of sense. It’s persuasive.

‘So…’

The King of Demon World comes forcibly.

According to what the Dragon King said, this is some kind of extremely high-level summoning magic. However, if you think about it, summoning magic is similar to a kind of fishing. Why? It’s simple. Because that’s the original principle of summoning magic.

‘It was mentioned in an article in Iron Blood. ‘The principles of summoning magic in this world.’

It suddenly occurred to me.

Did you say that summoning magic is a type of fishing? That is why it is said that all summoning magic requires a price, or bait.

‘Generally, summoning magic uses the mana itself that goes into the magic as bait. With that, you seduce, entice, and persuade the summoned object to call it to the desired location. I usually said yes. That’s why the field of summoning magic is considered to be of high difficulty.’

It was also said that as the summon target becomes more powerful, the amount of mana invested increases exponentially. Later, it was said that the need became so much that common sense could not handle it. That was also the reason why summoning magic was considered a difficult field.

‘So you said there is a clear limit to what humans can summon? No matter how great a wizard he is, the mana he can mobilize cannot be infinite. But…’

It seems that Dragon King Berkis had different thoughts.

His Dragon Heart is the largest mana storage and amplification device on earth. That’s probably why he was confident that he would be able to summon an object of the same absolute level with the three-dimensional magic circle he created.

‘But even so, it’s not enough. Even the mana of his Dragon Heart is not enough to forcibly summon an Archangel or King of Hell of the same level as well as the Demon King.’

So what should I do?

The answer is simple.

Adding something fascinating that can make up for insufficient mana.

So…

…rummaging around.

After organizing her thoughts, Rakiel rummaged through her inner pocket. Soon, what came out in his hand was a gold coin. His eyes looked upward. 10 meters above the training ground. There, a cubic three-dimensional magic circle moves clankingly, amplifying enormous mana like a sophisticated machine.

I threw a gold coin towards that place.

Tae-ae-ang!

It sparkles when you flick it on your finger.

The shining needle was sucked into the magic circle.

“Hmm?”

At that moment, Dragon King Berkis’s eyebrows twitched. It was an unexpected and sudden action. I had no idea that there would be someone throwing a foreign object(?) into his own three-dimensional magic circle while it was being activated.

But he wasn’t angry. He didn’t even open his flounder eyes towards Rachiel. no. Instead, he chuckled.

‘under. That guy.’

He was a little surprised at first, but soon he was able to guess Rachiel’s intentions almost accurately.

‘Did you think I didn’t have enough mana, so I came up with my own way to supplement it? ‘By using an offering that the summoned creature might like to tempt it?’

My pride was slightly hurt.

But reality is reality.

It was a clear fact that even with the magic circle created with great care, the amount of mana was not enough to forcibly summon the same absolute level even with the strongest mana heart on earth.

‘…okay. ‘I admit it.’

Now is not the time to display unnecessary pride. Actually, I wasn’t really embarrassed about the fact that I was short on mana. Shame is the feeling you have when you fail to throw everything away. Because right now, he is already giving up everything he has and working hard.

Those who provide help that will lead those efforts to actual results should feel gratitude and joy, not shame and anger. Because that’s the way to go.

‘Worthless guy.’

Berkis felt joy.

I also had some expectations.

I poured out my mana with all my might.

And then I looked back at the archangel Lloyd, who was far away, the target of this summoning experiment.

But Archangel Lloyd’s reaction was…

…absolutely.

He was shaking his head.

As if this wasn’t going to work.

No, as if this is impossible.

‘why?’

Dragon King Berkis frowned for a moment. Then I soon realized. This was because Archangel Lloyd Frontera drew a circle by touching his thumb and index finger with a meaningful smile of greed.

‘Surely one gold coin isn’t enough?’

…Nod!

Archangel Lloyd quickly nods his head as soon as he hears the question!

‘her. really.’

An archangel who demands additional payment(?) for a successful summoning. It’s the end of the world. What kind of world is this that treats a guy like that as an archangel? Is this really right? Is this any good? Why does the God of Creation leave a guy like that alone?

Dragon King Berkis suddenly turned his head in a feeling of skepticism. And then he sent a telepathy message to Rachiel.

– Do you have more money?

‘yep?’

– Throw all the gold coins you have.

‘Yep?’

– That guy says he doesn’t have enough money.

‘….’

Rachiel looked at ‘that guy’, that is, the archangel, that the Dragon King had pointed to with a bewildered feeling. Then Archangel Lloyd shrugged his shoulders. Oh, are you sorry that I have such an expensive body? As if he was thinking calmly.

‘under.’

Is this a true story?

When I saw the King of Hell sighing in embarrassment from afar, I felt sad(?) convinced that this was a true story. Finally, Rakiel rummaged through his pockets again. He grabbed all the few gold coins left in his pocket as if scraping them off.

And then he threw it away.

“Eat this!”

Sigh!

Shiny little money.

It shines beautifully.

Even in the eastern sky.

Even in the western sky.

Shiny little money.

Beautifully… it was just like the money that came into my account on payday disappeared into a magic circle, as if it was being sucked into the credit card company.

Right after that.

…Whoa!

Is it the power of paid payment(?)?

The three-dimensional magic circle emitted a golden flash that was as brilliant as ever. The body of Archangel Lloyd, who was at a distance, was also engulfed in the same flash of brilliance.

Flash!

The three-dimensional magic circle emitted a flash of light that was incomparable to before. Nuclear explosion? If something like that were to happen, wouldn’t it be this dazzling? For a moment, I even felt like I was blind.

Eventually, the light subsided.

Dragon King Berkis successfully activated the Advent Magic Circle. The King of Hell, Haviel, was watching with concentration. Crown Prince Rakiel, who invested(?) gold coins. Finally, the archangel Lloyd Party was summoned to the magic circle.

Everyone ended up mumbling the same thing with the same feeling.

“…This is what happens.”