The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 199

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 199

Episode 199. Battle of the Mad Men (1)

There is a fact in the world that makes you feel better if you don’t know about it.

I’m happier when I don’t know that I’ve been blocked by the person I’m dating. It’s like that when you look at the calendar and can’t remember that there are only six months left on the lease contract for the house you’re currently living in.

Just like that, it’s easier to feel comfortable when you don’t know many truths in the world!

The truth about warlocks was also like that.

“It is a parasite in this region and has already bred a huge number of zombies. “The number… he said was around 3,000.”

Zombie Tulun’s words struck everyone’s minds. 3,000 zombies. At first glance, it was a number that might not be considered that great.

But what about the people here?

It was different.

“for a moment. Then, how could it be that he lived as a parasite in this region and raised zombies…?”

“Brash, your guess is correct. “Most of our parents, brothers, lovers, and children who were left in the wilderness as a wind farm have become zombies.”

Tulun’s voice trembled.

“You won’t believe it. But haven’t I already been through it? Isn’t that why I appeared in front of you and everyone like this? Besides, I saw it earlier in that den.”

“Do you know any faces?”

“of course.”

Zombie Tulun’s expression darkened.

“I saw Kroksh.”

“…What are you doing?”

“One-Eyed Kroksh. “He was your cousin and one of the clan’s bravest and most reckless warriors, I guess?”

“of course! “He was the bravest orc I’ve ever known!”

“But he has also become a zombie.”

“….”

“Don’t look at me like that, friend. I couldn’t believe it even when I saw it. But it’s absolutely true. “Kroksh, who died five years ago, has become a zombie puppet of the warlock, with the same injuries he received back then.”

“…How dare you do such a thing to a warrior!”

“know. I understand how you feel. You’ll be angry. But what I want to say is that they are not just low-level zombies. Moreover, the warlock’s purpose is also unusual.”

Zombie Tulun’s gaze returned here.

“His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. So this is what I am saying. He’s dangerous. We didn’t just create a lot of zombies. His purpose is…”

“Probably the construction of a new undead empire. Am I right?”

“…How did you know that?”

Zombie Tulun’s eyes widened.

Rachiel smiled bitterly.

“Well, roughly speaking.”

The truth is a lie. I know this because I read the novel Demon Sword Emperor. But Rakiel just played it off.

“If you think about it a little bit, it’s obvious. A warlock who raises an army of zombies to an excessive scale that far exceeds the level to protect himself. What is its purpose? I’m sure it won’t be volunteer work or forming a fan club. “It seems like they are probably aiming to overthrow the system.”

“Your Majesty’s guess is correct. “I heard the warlock talking about it himself.”

“The guy? “What did you say?”

“They say they will burn down the current unreasonable world and build a new paradise maintained by the labor of the undead.”

For an instant, the hall became quiet. The air suddenly became cold. Meanwhile, Tulun’s testimony continued.

“This is going to sound crazy. But I heard it clearly. He dreamed of a political system in which all humans and similar humans would be graded and those who failed the grade would be culled. “A world where those who are to be culled… are turned into zombies and used as labor.”

Tulun’s voice trembled slightly.

“Plus, the standards for that grade were terrible. People with even the slightest disability, people who are old or sick, people who are hostile to the system, people who have lost the ability to produce offspring, regardless of gender, and those who do not meet numerous other criteria become zombies and have to endure eternal forced labor. “Can you believe it?”

“….”

No one could answer. Everyone’s eyes were filled with shock and disgust. Of course, there was only one person who was not surprised.

It was Rachiel.

‘I knew it. ‘It’s just like the novel.’

He nodded inwardly. When I heard it through Tulun, it was indeed the same as the part mentioned in Demon Sword Emperor. So much so that it gives me goosebumps.

There are quite a few psychopaths and sociopaths in the world, but among them, there is one who is the scariest and cruelest. This is a man who is absolutely convinced that he is just.

A monster that is born when such a person reaches the level of the highest-ranking warlock. That was the warlock Kartu.

Tulun continued.

“Anyway, Your Highness, that guy is dangerous. And we don’t have much time.”

“I don’t have time. “Is he trying to cut off his tail and run away?”

“yes. I could vaguely sense his thoughts just before my magical connection with him was severed. caught. “I immediately had the idea to move the den as quickly as possible.”

“Soon after that the magical link was broken and you were captured by us. Am I right?”

“yes. That’s right, Your Majesty.”

“Hmm.”

Rachiel frowned slightly. I felt like things were more complicated than I thought.

‘Tsk. Originally, I was going to contact the imperial capital and request a punitive force.’

That was the safest path. It was also a way for this side and everyone to be safe.

‘of course. It’s not just about arresting a simple criminal, it’s about defeating a warlock who is raising an army of undead. In cases like this, of course it is best to have a military expert lead the punitive force.’

A professional job is not a professional job for nothing. If you leave the diagnosis to the doctor and oriental medicine doctor, the medicine to the pharmacist, the wedding day perm to the director, and the support for the lost partner to the fax machine, wouldn’t things be handled smoothly?

Combat and subjugation are the same.

‘If you contact the imperial capital and inform them of the seriousness of the matter, the emperor will order a subjugation. Then, a commander would have been appointed and a punitive force formed through the recommendation and advice of the House of Nobles. Then all I had to do was watch the work get done comfortably.’

Now, if I wait for that process, I end up with neither porridge nor rice.

‘I don’t have time for that.’

How to contact the emperor and organize a punitive army? It will take at least a month. Moreover, considering the size of the punitive force, it would take another month just to reach here.

Total time of 2 months.

What if the punitive forces arrive by then?

‘The warlock has probably just moved into his new house and ordered a few bowls of black bean noodles to celebrate. I guess I just finished the house cleaning and the housewarming.’

You literally won’t be able to find any trace of him, let alone his tail. It’s too late. In the end, there is only one answer.

‘There is no time to wait for the punitive forces. You have to hit it right now.’

Now it’s a race against time. You have to catch the warlock before he jumps. So I was embarrassed. This was because everyone started looking in this direction as if they had similar thoughts.

This was especially true of Guard Commander Sir Frandel, who led the Royal Palace Guards.

“majesty. “I am sorry to say this, but the matter is urgent and serious, and immediate action seems to be necessary.”

“Immediate action?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Lord Frandel nodded with a stern expression.

“There are local orc tribes and warriors here who are cooperative with us. You can also add some members of the Royal Guard there. “I believe that is enough power to defeat a group of undead led by a single warlock, Your Majesty.”

“….”

That is correct.

So that’s the problem.

In fact, as Lord Frandel said, our military power is enough. The number of elite Orc warriors that Chief Brash can mobilize will amount to 1,000. That alone is equivalent to 3,000 to 4,000 human troops.

But….

‘Warlock Kartu. The biggest problem is that he is not ‘just another warlock’ like Sir Frandel thinks.’

That’s the problem.

If the punitive force is organized locally like this, the punitive operation will be planned by Sir Frandel, the most expert. But then it’s ruined. That much was definitely expected.

‘In the novel Demon Sword Emperor, when Cartu first began to wreak havoc with the undead army, the commanders who were organizing the punitive force at the time had exactly that attitude.’

The contents and developments in the novel come to mind. Approximately 7 years from now, a wave of undead troops caused by Cartu.

It happened during a time of turmoil when both the Magentano Empire and Amboise collapsed. At that time, the kingdom’s commanders who faced the first wave of disaster had thoughts similar to Sir Frandel’s.

A group of undead led by a warlock.

That was the extent of my complacent thoughts. I made lax preparations accordingly. Thanks to this, the result is destruction like a dog. Perhaps the subjugation army was actually eaten and became the material for more undead?

‘You can’t do that. I’m sorry Sir Frandel, but if you trust me like this and leave the operation to me, the Orc warriors here will suffer the opposite and become undead.’

That’s the worst outcome.

How to stop that?

This side has to plan a strategy.

But that’s… a bigger problem!

‘How do I plan military operations?’

Rakiel sighed deeply.

The only strategies and tactics he had ever encountered were games such as SamxGi and SxCraft. However, in order to prevent the explosion of the local punitive force that will be organized, we are in a situation where we have to jump into the planning of a strategy directly.

‘…Oh, I just want to get rid of everything and return to the imperial capital.’

I wanted to avoid responsibility and everything. It was so burdensome. However, I have no choice but to protect the long-root licorice farm.

In the end, Rachiel spoke, trying to force the sorrow that was trying to come out of her tear ducts.

“good. Sir Frandel? According to your opinion, we will immediately form a punitive force on the spot. However, you and I will plan the subjugation strategy together. “How is it?”

“Your Majesty… you mean?”

As expected, Lord Frandel asked back, trying hard to hide his slight annoyance. It wasn’t too much of a stretch. Because the original Crown Prince Rachiel did not receive professional military education.

However, Rachiel shamelessly put an iron plate all over her face.

“Of course, once you establish the overall strategy, I plan to add a little spice to it. How about it? “I think I have that much authority.”

“Of course, Your Highness.”

“good. Then, I’ll leave the overall organization of the punitive force to you. Once the basic strategy is established, bring the plan to me. “Until tonight.”

“You mean until tonight?”

“Hmm. “Is it too much?”

“Of course not.”

“Then hurry up. “Because we don’t have much time.”

“I will follow your orders, Your Majesty.”

Sir Frandel, having received the order, hastily retreated. As expected, he returned before midnight with dark circles on his face and submitted the plan he had been working on all afternoon.

Rachiel carefully analyzed the operation plan.

“Hmm.”

This is truly professional workmanship. But if it continues like this, it will be difficult.

‘It’s perfect to advance carelessly and get caught in a fight.’

Slick, Slick!

He recalled the special skills and strategies of the warlock Kartu from the novel Demon Sword Emperor. Naturally, a way to ruin that strategy came to mind.

‘I hope this works well.’

How effective will his amateur strategy be? Honestly, I was a little worried. But now is the time to confront it. I encouraged myself and racked my brain. Several details of Lord Frandel’s plan were revised.

Thanks to you the next morning.

Loyal Guard Commander Sir Frandel, Orc Chief Brash Damian, and others had the same thoughts when they saw the new version of the subjugation strategy modified by Rakiel.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince whom we serve.

This person maybe….

‘Either he’s a genius or he’s crazy.’

It would be one of two things.

No, maybe it’s both.