The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 391

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 391

Episode 391 Tap the soles of your feet (3)

“I never thought your highness would succeed in doing that all at once.”

“uh. “I agree.”

The night was already deep.

Rachiel, who was walking with Damian, looked around the training ground engulfed in darkness and smiled. It was because I remembered what happened earlier in the morning.

“Actually, I didn’t know I would be in one queue.”

It really was.

Inhale a grain of rice 10 centimeters away with the sole of your foot and slap it. It was a rare feat that would be hard to find even in a circus, and it was an achievement(?) worthy of a standing ovation even if it was played at a funeral to watch a video of the deceased’s behavior while he was still alive.

But I did it all in one go.

It was something that even I didn’t expect.

“Honestly, I was prepared that some people would have to keep trying. But, after less than 3 seconds, I snapped it and everyone’s expressions turned sour.”

“It was worth seeing.”

“uh. It did.”

It really was.

The eyes of the Margrave as well as Gasol, who was watching the situation, seemed to instantly double in size. On the other hand, there were a lot of looks of suspicion towards this area. Crown Prince How are you? It was a look like that.

“But the training you’ve been doing in secret every night hasn’t been in vain.”

“Of course it shouldn’t be in vain.”

I can’t help but snort.

Rakiel grumbled as he recalled the arduous secret training he had been through.

“Honestly, I didn’t want to do it either. “Who would enjoy abusing the soles of their feet by jogging on gravel fields, rolling forward and even jumping while losing sleep every night?”

I didn’t want to do it. It was natural. But it had to be done. This was because he would not be able to persuade many Gasols, including the Margrave, at a critical moment if he only focused on himself while pushing them through harsh training.

“So are you sure now?”

“Theoretical certainty?”

“yes. What you said before. “The hypothesis is that it will be possible to attach a circle to a blood vessel that has been sufficiently trained.”

“ah. of course.”

It became very clear. possible. I had some doubts about what might happen, but that’s not the case anymore. It was a conclusion he came to after secretly training his veins every night, just like the people of the Margrave’s family.

“But actually, I was a little anxious.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m anxious about what if I’m wrong.”

Rakiel spoke honestly.

It was a new theory that no one could prove. But he pushed it on the Margrave and Gasol. Aside from the confidence that it would be okay, I felt a vague sense of anxiety at every moment. So he used himself as material for a prior experiment. It was for proof and confirmation.

“That’s why I sweated every night. The soles of my feet were completely ruined. Nevertheless, thanks to you, what is the conclusion?”

“So you no longer have to bend down to pick up junk that falls on the floor?”

“huh. “Aren’t you jealous?”

“no.”

“what? why?”

“Because you will end up having to use your hands to remove the object from the sole of your foot.”

“Uh, that’s…”

Rakiel was speechless for a moment. For a moment, a faint smile appeared on Damian’s characteristic expressionless face.

“So thank you.”

Thank you for going to the trouble of doing such a useless thing. Thank you for sweating beadingly every night without hesitation just for my treatment. Nevertheless, my lord does not show any emotion. You are the kind of person who takes that for granted. I am always grateful, sorry, and respectful to you.

… I muttered without realizing it.

But maybe the muttering was a little loud?

“…huh?”

Rachiel’s ears perked up for an instant. Soon he looked at Damian with slightly squinted eyes.

“What did you just say?”

“yes?”

“Didn’t you just say something really weird like thank you?”

“I didn’t.”

“It’s not. “I heard it.”

“You heard wrong.”

“Then what did you say?”

“I said it was very treacherous.”

“what? steward? Could it be me?”

“yes.”

“why?”

“Seeing how he cleverly manipulates the people of the Margrave family, I couldn’t help but say that.”

“Huh. Look at this human. So, am I the secretary?”

“yes.”

“Are you aware that you are committing the crime of humiliating the royal family?”

“Are you going to execute me by any chance?”

“Maybe just one word from me will be enough?”

“yes. “I’m afraid.”

“If I knew you were afraid, you should have restrained yourself.”

“no. “I’m not afraid of being executed.”

“then?”

“If I die. hmm. That would wake it up.”

“….”

“Then the world is just so.”

“….”

“By the way, this is not a threat. Hmm.”

“That seems more like a threat.”

“Did it sound like that?”

“uh. enough.”

“From humiliating the royal family to threatening. “The charges against me are becoming more and more splendid.”

“If you want to add more, please continue.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“If I say I won’t do something, I won’t do it even if it kills me.”

“sorry.”

“You just keep talking.”

“I’m serious.”

And it really is.

My gratitude towards you. I also feel sorry. That’s all true.

However, Damian did not necessarily reveal his honest feelings. I felt there was no need for that. Because sometimes things are understood even without saying anything. Because now seems to be that time. It seems like the crown prince has already sensed what this person really wants to say.

So I decided not to say it out loud. That would be just fine. Damian laughed lightly and Rachiel shrugged his shoulders.

“hey. late. I’m tired. “Let’s go in quickly.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The night grew deeper before I knew it.

Group training in the middle of the day and post-training treatment that continues into the afternoon and evening. After finishing their busy schedule, the two men hurried(?) on their way home from work.

?

Morning dawned again.

Stage 3 training continued without fail.

The expressions on the faces of the Margrave’s family members who had seen Rakiel’s trick of inhaling rice grains the day before had changed considerably. The crown prince who achieved something that seemed impossible. Seeing that gave me confidence that I could do it too.

‘The crown prince didn’t go through as much trouble as we did, but he succeeded in that, right?’

‘We rolled on gravel!’

‘Jump too! ‘I got bruises on the soles of my feet!’

‘I even got pimples on the top of my head because of the moxibustion!’

But the soles of the crown prince’s feet, which did not undergo such harsh hardships, are more disciplined. I couldn’t believe it. It was unfair. The thought that they too had to do it burned brightly in everyone’s hearts.

Of course, Gasol didn’t know.

The truth is that Rakiel secretly trained harder every day than they did.

“Everyone focus! “Feel Yongcheonhyeol!”

Cock!

Rakiel went back and forth between the students and taught rice grain inhalation training. At first, most of them seemed to be wandering around because they could not find the sense of Yongcheonhyeol. But that didn’t last long either. After a few days, everyone started showing off their time rolling on the gravel.

Sigh!

“We succeeded!”

“The matriarch did it!”

It’s been five days since the third stage of training began.

Taking the sight of a small grain of rice shyly sticking to the sole of the Margrave’s foot as a signal, those who properly used Yongcheonhyeol began to appear one after another.

After that it was much easier.

Rice grains, then peas.

After the peas, there are coins.

Next to the coin….

“Let’s each lift our own weight to mean that we will go step by step.”

“….”

That’s not step by step!

After hearing Rakiel’s training plan, Gasol shouted inwardly. But unfortunately, they had no say or power to refuse training.

“You’re telling me to rebel if I don’t like it?”

“….”

“No complaints, right? Then listen carefully to the new training goals. As I just said, each person lifts and holds on to their own weight using the suction power of Yongcheonhyeol. “Over there.”

Rakiel raised his hand and pointed to the hallway ceiling.

“Hold your bare feet against the hallway ceiling for 10 minutes.”

“….”

“It goes without saying, but you should never touch the ceiling with your hands or any other part of your body. Only with the suction power of the Yongcheonhyeol of the soles of the feet. okay?”

“….”

“Okay, if you understand, everyone do it.”

…If I’m going to crack it, I’m going to crack it.

These were the Margrave and his relatives who were now quite familiar(?). They hung from the ceiling, enjoying the sudden surge of skepticism.

And failed countless times.

“Huh?”

“Ahh!”

thud! Kudang!

Some people lasted about 10 seconds, others lasted about a minute and then fell. But no one gave up.

In fact, everyone felt it. The soles of your feet are changing. I’m definitely being trained.

Of course, it became tougher and stronger than before. These days, I get a strange feeling every time I exercise my suction power. It felt like mana rotation occurred right where Yongcheonhyeol was located.

But the feeling was quite familiar.

‘This feels similar to when the mana circle rotates.’

At first I thought it was an illusion.

But it wasn’t.

It was really similar to a circle. At the same time, a possibility slowly bloomed in my heart. It was a cautious hope that maybe I could get a new circle.

‘you can do it! Because His Highness the Crown Prince is leading the way!’

‘Double circle, triple circle… I can have it too!’

As long as you do as the crown prince tells you.

If you follow where he leads.

Maybe I really can finally make it. I may be able to achieve the long-awaited dream that all my ancestors, fathers, mothers, grandmothers, and grandfathers, have longed for over the years, but were never able to achieve due to unreasonable restrictions!

Hope led everyone.

I erased giving up from my mind.

I tried and tried and tried again. A ray of hope led to the results. Everyone’s records were updated surprisingly quickly.

1 minute 2 minutes 3 minutes 5 minutes 7 minutes.

And finally…

“…I did it!”

The moment cheers erupted from one side of the hallway, Rakiel turned around. There, for the first time, the first person to pass the 3rd stage passed the 10-minute mark. However, the appearance of the passerby was a bit surprising. It was not the margrave I expected. Rather, a young boy. A familiar face. Exactly…

“Armin?”

A boy who had suffered quite a bit from him before. The margrave’s grandson was smiling brightly, receiving cheers from those around him.

I didn’t know that he would be the first to pass. Rachiel smiled faintly, feeling a strange feeling.

It was that moment.

Ding dong!

I knew it.

A clear sound rang out.

A clear and beautiful sound that is good to hear at any time, good to hear when waking up from sleep, good to appreciate even when you get slapped in the face, moistened the whole world, and even my ears.

‘I can’t believe the bonus life notification has already popped up. ‘It’s much more effective than I thought, isn’t it?’

Be completely cured as soon as you pass stage 3.

Could it be better than this?

It was the moment when Rachiel thought so. The message that followed the notification sound filled my eyes. However, the content was quite different from what was expected.

[King of Hell: Javiel Asrahan is deeply interested in your treatment and achievements.]