The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 238

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 238

Episode 238 The power of the fountain pen (1)

‘I found it. ‘My oriental medicine thermal compress therapy device.’

Rachiel’s eyes sparkled with greed. He looked inside the display case. There was a blunt object of appropriate length lying there.

It was a 1+1 set(?) weapon ‘fountain pen’ that was said to be paired with a fountain snow.

“….”

This really has great naming sense.

Rakiel regained his composure for a moment. And with calm eyes, I looked at the shape of the fountain pen.

‘Overall… it feels like an XL size oil magic.’

The length is about 15 centimeters. The thickness was similar to the handle of a badminton racket. One side was blunt and the other side was pointed like the tip of a ballpoint pen. The pointed end was covered with a glass inlaid cover. So, that side is….

‘So this is the side where the flame ink is sprayed?’

I can tell right away. In both size and operation, it is just an oil-based magic that emits flame ink. But did that seem unfamiliar to Damian?

“Is this the item your highness was looking for?”

“uh.”

“But… the shape is a bit… unsightly.”

“okay?”

“yes. majesty.”

Damian frowned slightly.

“It looks very empty because the handle is loose. If you look at the instructions, it seems like flames are sprayed to one side, but there is no guard to protect the handle, and I am worried about whether the center of gravity will be correct, and Your Highness…” “

Me? why me?”

“It’s because I rarely see you use a sword properly.”

“aha. “My sword-handling skills are poor, so I think I’ll get hurt while handling this flame-spewing sword, which isn’t even just a sword. Are you saying that?”

“Yes, you are correct. If such an unfortunate thing happens and even if something goes wrong for you…”

“What if I go wrong?”

“I’m going to lose my job, right?”

“….”

“Since the person they are supposed to protect dies and disappears, all special forces members will also become unemployed.”

“….”

“These days, some people have started dating people of the opposite sex. “Some people are already making wedding plans.”

“….”

“If even those people become unemployed… wow, that’s true.”

“hey.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Am I your job shuttle?”

“What is a shuttle?”

“…Tsk, that’s it.”

Rachiel burst out laughing. I know that Damian may say one thing, but his true feelings are different. I also know that people say things like that on purpose because they feel embarrassed and embarrassed to just say ‘I’m worried about your highness’.

“Let’s just be honest. “If you’re worried about me, you can just say so, right?”

“…well?”

“uh?”

“I have never told you that I am worried about your highness, and I have no particular intention of giving it to you…” “

….”

“Anyway, I have doubts about whether your highness can handle this weapon properly and safely.”

“That’s okay.”

“How do you mean?”

Damian looks back and tilts his head. He was complaining that he couldn’t quite understand it. Of course it is. Even though I think about it, I can’t imagine myself skillfully wielding a flaming sword.

But I wasn’t worried.

Of course.

“I won’t use it as a sword.”

“yes? then…?”

“I’m going to use it as a heating pad.”

“….”

“Because it’s an oriental medicine clinic, there should be a steaming machine. A cold compress with a fountain pen and a warm compress with a fountain pen. It’s perfect. Now we have a bit of an assortment. “Wow, I feel relieved.”

Rakiel had a sincere smile on her face. In fact, while running the Byeonggung Oriental Medical Clinic, there were some things that were disappointing and dissatisfying. The problem was that the physical therapy equipment was inadequate.

Byeolgung Oriental Medicine Clinic is also an Oriental medicine clinic. But why is there no proper steaming equipment? Does this make sense?

When it comes to oriental medicine, it’s physical therapy.

When it comes to physical therapy, go to an oriental medicine clinic.

That is the national rule(?) of a person with common sense that is universally valid.

However, why is it that there are no properly equipped fomentation equipment at the Detached Oriental Medical Clinic? The fundamental feeling of emptiness and regret was hanging in the back of my mind the whole time.

“But Your Highness.”

“huh?”

“Don’t you still have a sauna?”

“Wrap a warmed sandbag in a cloth and place it on the affected area?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Still, that’s uncomfortable.”

“yes?”

“First of all, it’s heavy because it’s sand. Plus, it cools down quite easily.”

“It cools down well? I feel like 30 minutes is enough…”

“That’s how it cools down easily. It should be warm for at least an hour. That way, you can get a good night’s sleep while taking a steam bath.”

It’s a natural thing. As of late, there is nothing like taking a nap while receiving physical therapy treatment.

But what about the steaming treatment at Byeolgung Oriental Medicine Clinic? It wasn’t being met properly. This was because the sandbags had to be changed due to the method of steaming, which cooled down quickly, and the mess made it difficult for the patient to rest comfortably.

‘Besides, this would be useful for self-defense as well. If necessary, it can spew out flames at maximum power. ‘Because it’s obviously a flamethrower.’

In fact, it would be much better than a clumsy weapon.

In an emergency situation, you burn everything around you with a fountain pen, and in the meantime, you are safely protected by the coldness of the ice cap. Additionally, depending on how you use it, it can be used as a portable lighter or hand warmer torch. Wouldn’t this be great for survival purposes?

‘The more I think about it, the better it is.’

Suddenly, I remembered the time when I heard information about fountain pens from Count Librano, who was said to be the manager of the Imperial Palace’s archives. From then on, I also remembered the data research I had done in my spare time.

“I was able to obtain a list of Vigo’s collections and individual guides through Count Librano. There was a condition that only members of the royal family could view it, but that wasn’t a problem for me. Anyway, while I was looking for information, I found some interesting facts about the ice cap and the fountain pen.”

“Interesting fact?”

“uh. “The entity that created this set of weapons was a dragon?”

It was true.

It was interesting.

Moreover, the identity of the dragon was more interesting.

“Flores? There is a hatchling named . According to records, he is the younger brother of a dragon named Dragon King Berkis. Anyway, that dragon named Flores was said to have tremendous magical talent. It is said that thanks to this, they have reached the level of creating magic weapons before they have even become adults.”

“Is that your ice cap and this fountain pen?”

“uh. I think this is the hatchling’s first work. “A gift to my friend, Charlotte the Great.”

“Charlotte the Great….”

“You know that, right?”

“Yes, a little bit.”

Damian nodded. Of course, he couldn’t not know. Charlotte the Great is the most respected and great monarch in the thousand-year history of the Magentano imperial family. This is because Magentano, which was previously a kingdom, finally grew into an empire during her generation.

‘That’s it. If there is King Gwanggaeto in Goguryeo and King Sejong in Joseon… here in Magentano, there is Charlotte the Great. That means he is a great monarch who is respected forever.’

Charlotte the Great’s position here was exactly like that. Moreover, if we look back at the setting in the novel Demon Sword Emperor….

‘She inherited all the strengths of her mother, who was just as successful as her, and her father, who had an incredibly sharp hair. Moreover, he said that his swordsmanship teacher was the famous and unrivaled Grand Master Javiel Asrahan. I had a dragon as my friend. ‘Look at the specs.’

The more I thought about it, the more impressed I became.

The lineage of the Magentano royal family that followed was also like that. As time passed, Grand Master Javiel Asrahan’s granddaughter married the son of Charlotte the Great.

So, in the Magentano royal family, the bloodlines of people with incredible abilities are meticulously intertwined like coarsely rubbed jjamjja noodles.

The result is….

‘This is my body now.’ But why is this body like this?’

An untimely sigh that bursts out at the end of one’s thoughts!

Rakiel, or rather Lee Han, sighed deeply. Thinking about the physical condition of Crown Prince Rachiel, whom he had somehow taken over, he felt as if he had received a defective product(?) by mistake.

However, apart from that sigh, Damian’s questioning voice was heard.

“But it’s strange. “The notice on this weapon says where it was obtained is ‘unknown.’”

“Oh, that? “Gura… no, it’s disguise.”

“Stomach?”

“uh. It may not happen, but it’s a precautionary measure in case someone sneaks into Vigo and steals the weapon. So that the value of the weapon cannot be accurately determined. “It is for the same reason that the two sets of weapons were originally placed separately in the upper and lower classes.”

“okay. Anyway, the weapon created by the dragon… Charlotte the Great… So, it means that both Your Majesty’s Permanent Snow and this fountain pen are the optimal weapons created for users of the Assassin’s Magic.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

It was just as Damian had guessed.

The Asurahan method is a unique method that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Magentano royal family. The fountain pen and fountain pen were weapons with just the right type of use that could bring out their true value only to the user of that method.

“So you can’t use it. sorry.”

“…I’m not particularly jealous.”

“But why are you swallowing your saliva?”

“I’m just thirsty.”

“just?”

“yes.”

“Are you in any pain?”

“Not at all.”

“If it hurts, you have to tell me. know?”

“…I know.”

Of course. I remembered what the crown prince had said to me before. The Demon King lurking within oneself. Did you say that his method of awakening would be very nasty? Did he say that it would cause a fatal disease that could not be cured and would push his body to the brink of death?

“Perhaps the Demon King is still anxious to push you to the brink of death. But since there is no way to do it externally, it will cause an incurable disease in your body.”

“Then, because of that crisis, my body is getting closer to the path to awakening, right?”

“uh. So, if you feel unwell or feel something is strange, please let me know right away. That way, you can start treatment as early as possible.”

“I understand, Your Highness. Anyway, there is only one place that is particularly uncomfortable right now.”

“Where?”

“Your Majesty’s grinning mouth that has been in my ear since a while ago is a bit uncomfortable and annoying.”

“…What’s wrong with my mouth?”

“Because you’re ugly.”

“….”

“sorry.”

“Ah, I was about to sentence you to treason.”

Rachiel burst out laughing. And then I called the Vigo manager. I obtained the fountain pen following legal procedures. Only after filling out several documents, such as this confirmation document and that oath, was I able to escape(?) from Vigo.

After returning to the villa, Rakiel headed straight to the courtyard training hall. Because it was an open sandy floor on all sides, it was the safest place to play with fire(?).

There he took out a fountain pen and an ice cap.

Buzz buzz-!

As soon as they held the two weapons in both hands, they trembled slightly and let out a resonant sound, as if they were aware of each other’s presence. It was a reaction as if expressing joy at the reunion of brothers Mugu after hundreds of years.

“good.”

Rachiel activated the dark mind technique.

…Keeeeeeee!

A familiar feeling. The roar of a wildly violent circle. The amplified mana was carefully controlled. First, I put mana into the ice cap on my left hand. The reaction was immediate.

Tsuzzzzzz!

A cold shield was deployed.

Next it was the fountain pen’s turn.

‘Whew. It’s your first time, so be careful. ‘Very weakly.’

I still didn’t know how much mana needed to be invested for the flame ink to be sprayed or how much mana needed to be adjusted to weaken the flame to fit the poultice.

So, I pushed in a hugely reduced amount of mana to the minimum possible intensity.

The response came soon.

Whoa?

‘uh?’

The reaction was a bit stronger than expected?

It was a moment when I thought…

Pow-!

A flame with a force far surpassing that of a flamethrower erupted from the tip of the fountain pen thrust forward like a volcanic explosion, blowing away 20% of the training area.