The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 333

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 333

Episode 333 Dragon King Berkis (3)

“Cologne?”

“uh?”

A shadow suddenly covered my entire body. When I turned around, I saw a huge figure standing tall.

‘lion?’

no. That’s a manticore. I remembered seeing it in the Demonic Beast Encyclopedia that was lying around in the villa library one day.

Anyway, a manticore with a pure white mane was looking down at me. But it was big. whopping. The elephant you saw at the zoo once? It was bigger than that. The height of my head seemed to be at least as high as the window of a two-story building. Besides…

‘You’re fat!’

He was extremely fat. At first glance, you might mistake it for a fluffy white gym ball. But there was a different problem. That incredibly huge manticore was coming towards us without hesitation. And that too quickly!

“Ugh!”

Can it be avoided?

It seems too late.

Should we counterattack immediately?

‘No, from a fountain pen, from a fountain snow.’

I urgently tried to take it out of my arms. If you get hit by that big monster’s attack, your whole body will be taken apart in an instant. Or, it will be like Legos that are put together incorrectly and then dropped.

‘shit!’

I was supporting Damien with one arm. To support that weight with my weak body. In that state, it was not easy to take out the object from the chest with the remaining hand.

Meanwhile, the Manticore narrowed the distance without hesitation. To a distance where an immediate attack is possible. My heart was pounding with a sense of crisis.

It was then.

“Corolong? Cologne!”

Sigh!

As if stepping on the brakes, the Manticore stopped charging (?) with just one step left. Then, while still looking down, it roared majestically. No, that’s not a roar…

“Cologne! “Korororong!”

“….”

I think he’s talking to me.

Just looking at cancer, it looks like that.

Rachiel hesitated and watched. As expected, the manticore did not attack this side. Instead, it tilted its head, which was as big as its body, back and forth. And again, ‘said.’

“Cocolon? Cororon! Cologne?”

“….”

“Cologne! nose! Long!”

“Oh, hey…”

“Corolong?”

“Are you really talking to me? “No?”

“Kororong! Cologne! nose!”

“Oh, even if you say it like that….”

“Cologne?”

“I don’t think I understand.”

Rakiel spoke honestly.

And I quickly regretted it.

Perhaps he had just made a rare mistake. Perhaps, due to great luck and coincidence, the Demon Manticore was talking to him, but he let it be known that he couldn’t understand it.

So, the favor he was lucky enough to gain is blown away, he is attacked by a manticore, his family is shaken, society collapses, his entire body is disintegrated, he dances the lamprey ascension dance, bids farewell to this world, and just like that, his stomach explodes and he falls into the arms of Mother Nature. Maybe?

‘Use it.’

Even the roots of my soul became confused. A sense of self-reproach and crisis welled up through the 6th cervical vertebra. However, fortunately, there was no situation where he was beheaded in one shot by the manticore’s paw in return for being honest.

“…Kororong?”

Instead of attacking, the manticore looked sadly in this direction. And I fell into deep worries of my own. How do you know that? It’s obvious. What could be other than a worrying mode with that big guy lying on the floor and holding his head down with his front paws?

“Oh, hey… I don’t understand what you’re saying, though. “From what I can see, are you by any chance the guardian demon beast of this Demon Dragon’s Cave?”

“Cologne?”

The manticore raised his head. Judging from the bright eyes and facial expressions, it seems like their guess was correct.

“Ah, so you are a loyal subject of Dragon King Berkis?”

“…Cologne?”

is it?

Nod your head as if to say.

Well, I guess I don’t think he’s a loyalist.

Anyway, that’s not important right now.

“Then could you possibly guide me?”

“Corolong?”

“A restaurant. A place to eat food.”

“Cologne?”

“My companion is a little sick. If you do not eat properly and on time, your life can quickly become dangerous. Of course, I have prepared plenty of food in preparation for such an emergency, but I don’t think we can last long with that alone.”

“Cologne?”

“That’s why I’m asking you a favor. “Could you please guide me to a restaurant?”

“Cologne!”

Did you understand my request? The manticore stood up on its own two feet. And then he hit his pink, puffy, bald belly with a giant paw jelly.

“Kororong!”

Come this way!

Manticore takes the lead as if saying,

I followed closely behind him.

Which passage did you enter? The passage was quite long. While walking along the manticore, I was able to encounter several other magical beasts.

“Pigagak? “Squeak!”

Living Armor, an armor doll patrolling the passage, greeted the Manticore as if saluting. Meanwhile, somewhere across the aisle, ‘Koy?’ ‘Deodeodeok!’ ‘Dudun?’ Other demonic sounds could also be heard at a glance.

How much harder did he follow along? Finally, the passage came to an end. A wide space spread out. It was a kitchen that also served as a food storage area. However, the scenery in one corner of the kitchen was a bit unexpected.

“uh?”

Red peppers were arranged neatly on one side of the floor. So, is that…

‘Drying peppers?’

When I went to my grandmother’s house when I was young, I remembered the red peppers that would be hung out to dry in the yard. Even now, it is a sight that can often be seen when going to the countryside.

‘But why? There is something like this in the Demon Dragon Cave.’

Perhaps I am seeing something in vain?

I felt a little dumbfounded.

A notification sound rang in my ears.

Ding dong!

[The Capsaicin Spirit that is paired with you cheers at the sight in front of you.]

“….”

It’s not in vain.

It’s a real pepper.

‘What is this?’

Is the person in charge of the Maryonggul kitchen a grandmother or aunt from Korea? Rachiel brushed off the ridiculous speculation that briefly occurred to her. And then I looked up at the manticore.

“thank you. The kitchen is bigger than I thought. “I think I can last quite a while like this.”

“Kororong! Cologne!”

“yes. I don’t know what you’re talking about, but thank you anyway. Now, let me take a look at the ingredients…”

“Cologne!”

“Huh?”

I was about to say hello and look around the food warehouse. The manticore’s huge, fat front paw stretched out and blocked the way. The Manticore said.

“Kororong! Cologne? nose! Cologne!”

“yes?”

“Cologne cologne! nose!”

“Uh, do you have anything else to say?”

“Cologne!”

“But I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“Kororong!”

“….”

I got a little embarrassed.

I don’t know why, but the manticore seemed to have something it wanted to say. Are you trying to tell us an important clue about this place? Still, I couldn’t understand what was being said, so I was at a loss.

But that was then.

“…Little girl?”

A small writhing feeling in my arms. A whisper-like whisper. It was a little one. Could it be that I woke up to the manticore’s loud words?

“Little girl!”

The little boy wiped his eyes and stuck his small face out of his pocket. Then, without any time to stop him, he looked up at the manticore and said.

“Kkossum? “Slut?”

The Manticore answered.

“Kororong! Cologne!”

After hearing the answer, Kosomi turned his dark eyes in this direction.

“Kkossum? “Slut?”

“…uh?”

“Little girl!”

“Surely you kid? Do you understand what the manticore says? “So you’re interpreting for me?”

“Little girl!”

Little boy nods his head.

It was from then on.

The little one asked the manticore gently. The manticore answered cologne. That question and answer continued for a long time. And as if Kkomgi understood everything, he told us the story of the Manticore.

“Little girl! Little girl! tail!”

“What?”

I was dumbfounded while listening.

The story of the Manticore that Kosomi interpreted was about the Dragon King Berkis, the owner of the Demon Dragon Cave, and his wife.

“So, Dragon King Berkis is an extremely lazy person who hates moving to begin with, but his wife, who was an ordinary human, is, on the contrary, an incredibly diligent housekeeper?”

“Little girl!”

“So thanks to that, Dragon King Berkis was always happy while suffering from his wife’s extortion, and on the other hand, whenever he found a chance, he was lazy and took advantage of every opportunity?”

“Little girl!”

“Meanwhile, about fifteen days ago, Dragon King Berkis’s wife, the Dragon Queen, went on a three-month shopping trip to prepare 10 years’ worth of kimchi?”

“Kkosuseum!”

“omg. “Wait a minute.”

“Little girl?”

“Let’s get this sorted out. In order to buy the best cabbage for 10 years worth of kimchi, the Dragon Queen went on a three-month shopping trip around the continent to avoid the inconvenience of hoarding in a local area… Thanks to this, Dragon King Berkis was able to buy the best cabbage for kimchi for 10 years. “You have been given three months of freedom?”

“Little girl!”

“Then am I ruined?”

“Little girl!”

“….”

Now I understand a little bit. Why did Dragon King Berkis not respond to our greetings?

The Dragon King is a man who got a long-awaited chance to be lazy. That’s why he was a visitor, gave a letter of recommendation, and cast Baejjaera, entering into fierce unemployed person mode in the corner of the room.

‘Write it. Unfortunately, the timing of my visit is not very good.’

Then, a thought occurred to me.

It is said that in the past, the armored dragon Portis almost died when he visited the Dragon King to ask for treatment. Did you say the crime was disturbing the Dragon King’s nap? Moreover, the Vampire Lord said something similar. The Dragon King loves his nap so much.

‘For some reason, the vampire lord just said hello and jumped out quickly, so that’s why!’

The crime of disturbing the Dragon King’s nap.

I ran away because I was worried that I would get angry at him for that.

“ha.”

I didn’t know that the Dragon King was such an unemployed housewife. What should I do now? Should I hold out and wait for two and a half months until the Dragon Queen returns?

‘no.’

Rakiel shook his head.

That wasn’t the case when looking at cancer alone.

Damian’s condition is still not very good. No matter how much insulin is made through an in-house process, it is obvious that the condition will worsen if it persists for more than two months. There is even a risk of complications occurring.

‘Besides, the Demon King may add another incurable disease in the meantime. If you suffer from type 1 diabetes and its complications, and you also develop another incurable disease… then you really can’t prevent it.’

I didn’t want to face that worst-case scenario. Rakiel thought furiously. A way to attract the attention of the Dragon King who is lying in unemployed mode in the corner of the room. A way for him to finally move and help this side. What could there be? I grabbed my head. My brain cells were fully activated. I consulted with the five organs and six departments.

Ding dong!

[The five organs and six parts respond to your concerns.]

[Heart: A sure-fire way to make the lazy Dragon King move? Could you please tell me? How do we know that?]

[Lungs: …Lungology haha;]

[Captain: How about spitting in the poop?]

[Liver: I think one performance is certain haha]

[Stomach: It’s stationary so it’s easy to aim. I guess haha]

[Kidney: The probability of winning death is 100% due to retaliation for accuracy haha]

[Spleen: I wonder if it’s actually suicide haha]

… These are real.

‘a little. ‘Am I serious?’

I was very impressed.

Then the five organs and six organs came up with a different answer.

Ding dong!

[The five intestines and six departments approach the consultation with a more serious attitude.]

[Heart: Sseu-eup. So what about a way to alleviate the Dragon King’s troubles? What do your lungs think?]

[Lungs: Huh! Pop!]

[Captain: I would like that too, right?]

[Sanjang: But does an unemployed person who lies down and rolls around all day have any particular grievances? Anything that comes to mind?]

[Stomach: An upset stomach?]

[Kidney: No, a true bastard doesn’t even bother to prepare food.]

[Spleen: But I saw the Dragon King lying on one side earlier. If he stays like that for a long time, wouldn’t the blood flow to his arm? ]

‘…what?’

It was the moment when I heard the secret words.

100 light bulbs twinkled in Rachiel’s head. A clue occurred to me. A top that doesn’t respond no matter what you do. There is a way that only you can try to attract the attention and favor of that nobleman Dragon King.

That possibility.

‘Maybe that?’

I woke up without realizing it. I asked Kkosomi.

“Little girl?”

“Little girl?”

“Please translate my question to Manticore. “You can do it, right?”

“Little girl!”

“Then hmm! Manticore? From now on, I would like to place some needles on Dragon King Berkis’ forearms and nape of the neck. Would that be okay? “Perhaps the Dragon King has been lying on one side for too long and not moving, causing blood to accumulate in his forearm and causing a cramp. The moment the cramp is released, he will feel a surge of electricity. It seems possible that he will not move any more because he dislikes that feeling.”

It is true.

The Dragon King lay like that for about 15 days.

How powerful would the electricity(?) that would be felt if all the rats piled up like a fortnight’s worth of jade were released all at once? The Dragon King doesn’t like that either. That’s why it’s not moving anymore. Recovery magic? Due to the Dragon King’s personality, he probably doesn’t even want to use it. Because it’s annoying.

‘So that means if I solve it for you, you can score a lot of points!’

That’s it.

To prevent Damian’s death.

To prevent the coming of the Demon King.

To prevent the destruction of the world.

It was a wise bet that all he had to do was relieve the cramps on the Dragon King’s forearms! No, feeling confident, Rachiel hurried to prepare.

Thanks to you, Dragon King Berkis…

…what is that bastard?

He was observing Rakiel with eyes that were equally filled with laziness and absurdity.