The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 457

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 457

Episode 457 Life Bone Cut Festival (2)

Human jealousy is endless and we repeat the same mistakes.

If you think this is a sentence you’ve seen somewhere before, you’re mistaken. It’s just that human nature is truly the embodiment of endless jealousy(?), so confusion arises as to where you’ve seen such a statement.

It’s true. Because humans are literally the embodiment of jealousy. It’s human beings who get a stomach ache when their cousin buys a piece of land, and when their friend wins the lottery, questions that delve into the origins of the universe pop up in the back of their heads, like why it’s not mine.

Of course, the citizens of the border town of Lachiende could not be an exception to that truth(?).

“Hey Dad?”

“huh? Why?”

“I mean His Highness the Crown Prince. “Today, he was alone in the square taking pictures of bones.”

“so? “That’s a big deal.”

“I didn’t think anything major happened.”

“Uh huh. “I’m not saying this lightly.”

“But even if you took pictures of the bones for over three days, nothing happened.”

“Is that so…?”

A man was left speechless by his young son’s rebuttal. And I thought. Whether it was three days ago or now, the crown prince looks just as cool. Maybe the bone dragon picture that Lord Tusik sneezes and carves on the wall… may not be as harmful as you think.

Such conversations continued in whispers elsewhere.

“It’s been four days, but His Royal Highness is still okay… Gossip.”

“Isn’t it because you are very healthy? “Gossip.”

“No. From what I heard, Your Majesty the Crown Prince is much weaker than ordinary people like us and has poor physical strength. “Gossip.”

“I heard that in the past, work was all about doing today and tomorrow? “Gossip.”

“Then how did you remain unharmed despite receiving that terrible curse on your entire body for four days? “Gossip.”

“Maybe that wasn’t as harmful as I thought? “Gossip.”

“Really, maybe that’s a good thing… Gossip.”

“Now that I think about it, Your Royal Highness… Don’t you think your skin has become a bit fairer? “Gossip.”

“It looks like you’re tall… you’re whispering.”

“Does it seem like your hair has grown thicker? “Gossip.”

“So that good thing… you were just doing it to yourself? “Gossip.”

At first, the citizens looked at the crown prince with very worried eyes. It was natural, considering that the crown prince endured the terrible curse alone every day.

However, contrary to worries, the crown prince was fine even after three, four, or five days. No, it looked better as the days went by. It was unexpected. I was puzzled. I didn’t understand. Only then did the quick-witted people gradually realize. Maybe we were mistaken.

‘of course. I think I’m starting to understand things a bit now.’

-Touch!

Phew!

With this, how many sneezes and x-rays did Tushik receive on his entire body today? I don’t know. I counted to about 30 times and then forgot.

Rakiel was a little worried about self-exposure, but ended up smiling bitterly. This was because of the sight of citizens looking in this direction and whispering around the square.

‘It’s increased a lot.’

On the first day, I couldn’t even see a few people. Even so, most of the people watching were hiding behind the walls around the square or the large flower pots and various sculptures. It was probably due to the fear and anxiety of the unknown caused by Tusik’s x-ray.

But now things have changed.

This was thanks to the fact that this side remained fine even after five days had passed. No, it might be because I secretly made an effort to look more normal.

‘of course! ‘I have to look better every day.’

So I cut out carbohydrates, including bread. Instead, I ate a lot of fatty meat at every meal. I also chewed fresh vegetables in moderation. At night, Mayor Breda would apply real honey and olive oil to the skin. Thanks to this, my condition has improved considerably. Of course, the skin became very shiny and smooth, as if it were from Arabian oil fields.

Anyway, perhaps as a result of such efforts, five days later, the citizens’ gaze towards this area has changed considerably.

From worry to envy.

And some out of subtle jealousy.

When I got the chance, I was getting a lot of attention from people with a burning desire to take pictures of the bones.

‘Good.’ ‘Just right.’

It worked exactly as intended.

The first step in changing the perception of X-rays was successful.

Suddenly, an anecdote about a king in modern Europe that I had heard before came to mind.

‘Was it Frederick IV, the enlightened monarch of the Kingdom of Prussia in the 1700s? It was probably the story of how that gentleman popularized potatoes.’

In 1747, a disaster called the Pomeranian Famine struck Prussia. Therefore, Frederick IV paid attention to potatoes as a relief crop to combat famine. People were encouraged to grow potatoes.

However, people’s reactions were not very positive. No, outright it wasn’t that good. This was because people at the time had the perception that potatoes were ‘a crop that existed to feed dogs and livestock.’

So people protested. Are you trying to feed us something that dogs won’t eat because it’s so tasteless? Even though there is a famine, isn’t this too much?

‘So Frederick IV used a trick.’

He had a potato dish served on his table for every meal. Furthermore, an edict was issued stating that potatoes could only be used in the cooking of the royal family and nobles.

Then people’s perception changed drastically.

‘uh? Only kings and nobles can eat potatoes? So was that actually a really good thing? ‘That’s right.’

Actually, aren’t potatoes really delicious?

If it’s that precious, just take a bite.

The thought… slowly began to spread.

Then Frederick IV went one step further. He even mobilized the royal elite Grenadier Guards to guard his potato fields.

The game(?) ended there.

The farmers were confident. Potatoes that even the royal elite troops must be mobilized to protect! Potatoes are that incredibly rare and delicious food of the highest quality! The perception has spread. Then, farmers who had opposed potato cultivation in the past began to secretly grow potatoes.

‘Thanks to this, Frederick IV was called the Potato King and was revered for a long time to this day. There are still German people who bring potatoes to the tomb of Frederick IV. Well, he helped me a lot in this matter, so I’m quite grateful to him.’

Rachiel looked back at the citizens gathered around the square and smiled with satisfaction. The people gathered now are just protesting against potato farming, and then they say, ‘Huh?’ It looked like the farmers who were starting to do it.

So we need to drive a wedge here.

Just as Frederick IV made a show of protecting the potato fields by mobilizing the Grenadier Guards, he must strike a decisive blow to achieve a major change in the perception of X-rays.

So…

…Chup!

Rakiel moistened her lips with the tongue play of the ultra-fast vibration 16-bit Jajinmori rhythm. And I took a deep breath. He shouted loudly to the citizens surrounding the square with a clear and beautiful voice that echoed throughout the world.

“everyone! “Do you envy me for taking x-rays?”

Of course, no one came forward with an answer. However, Rakiel did not miss the brief flash of citizens’ gaze in this direction.

“But are you just trying to enjoy this good thing for free?”

This time too, no one answered. However, people’s eyes became brighter than before. Rachiel stretched out her hand while maintaining a rather solemn(?) expression. Then he pulled out the sign he had placed nearby and held it high.

“here! As the edict I personally issued says, Lord Tusik’s X-ray is inherently a precious thing that no one can take and enjoy! but-!”

Putting more effort into vocalization.

The most believable trick.

I shouted loudly.

“Specially for the next few days! By the authority of the crown prince! At the price of only 2 Mazen! “I allow X-rays to be taken!”

“…!”

Everyone’s eyes wavered.

Just 2 mazen.

It was a considerable amount. However, the price was not very burdensome. The price is just about the price of one moderately luxurious meal. So, the price was a level that could be consumed without much hesitation if the spirit of short-sightedness descended on you.

‘In Korea, it’s about 50,000 won? So it’s more appropriate!’

Rakiel exclaimed again, impressed by the exquisite balance of the amount he had set.

“also! This is what the bones of the person who paid 2 mazen to get an x-ray look like! Clearly engraved on specially prepared bricks! It will be of great use in the restoration work of this square! Also, the honorable heart that willingly donated for the reconstruction of the city! “I will become an example for future generations and will remain in this square for a long time!”

“…!”

The citizens’ eyes widened.

And someone finally stepped up.

“Hey… Your Highness?”

He was an elderly man. At first glance, he didn’t appear to be doing anything neat. The old man, who hesitated because of all the eyes focused on him, asked.

“Are you really presumptuous? For someone like me who doesn’t have money… but for someone who wants to get an X-ray, how can there be no way?”

“there is!”

Rakiel answered quickly.

“Those who cannot afford to donate 2 mazen can participate in the city’s reconstruction project and do two days of volunteer labor!”

“Am I really here?”

“of course!”

“…!”

The price of 2 Mazen.

No donations.

Or two days of volunteer labor.

In that case, my bones will be engraved in an honorable manner with the crown prince’s certification mark stamped on them and left in the square for a long time?

‘…I can’t stand this!’

It was from then on.

There was no need to mobilize a separate wind catcher.

“Those who are willing to show great intentions for the reconstruction of the city should be willing to stand in line!”

One, two, no, ten, twenty, fifty people started running reflexively. Like Pavlov’s speed runner, running towards the first come first served. I followed my instinctive intuition that the longer I was late, the longer the line would be.

“Waaah!”

Most of the citizens around the square ran furiously to get an X-ray as soon as possible.

Donation movement for urban reconstruction.

It was a race that announced the great success of the Life Bone Cut Festival.

And the deepest part of the dungeon of the mayor’s residence, quite far from the square. Javilon, a large man who was tied up with several layers of chains while Manahat was sealed off, shed a tear without realizing it.

“Surgeon Lee Han… why… you came all the way back to this city… and then you won’t come to see me…”

A noise was heard from the square.

All shouts of praise for the crown prince.

It was Javilon, where a feeling of sadness exploded every time the commotion that contrasted with the quiet prison tickled my ears.