The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 516

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 516

Episode 516 Even if you sometimes fail (2)

“Heaven. Archangel. “To make him move everyone.”

Rachiel’s mouth opened.

Damien’s earhole twitched gently.

“…yes?”

“Didn’t you hear?”

“I think I heard it.”

“uh. therefore.”

“You want to make the archangel move?”

“uh. yes.”

“….”

Damian looked at his master with confused eyes for a moment. At first I thought I heard wrong. But it wasn’t.

I also thought that my lord would be sincere in what he said. reason? Simple. Basically, my lord has gone 179 degrees crazy in a very subtle way.

“Would you like to?”

“It should be possible. “This might be more possible than fighting and winning against lung cancer alone.”

“Is that so.”

“uh. very.”

Rakiel shrugged his shoulders.

“Actually, we don’t have much time right now. know?”

“yes. “Roughly speaking.”

“okay. That demon king really likes to stab us in the back. As you may have seen before, he is a man hell-bent on destroying our plan to kill you. Just as lung cancer that did not exist can suddenly appear, lung cancer that is in progress can also suddenly take a sudden turn. So, to avoid that, I tried to freeze you.”

“I did.”

“But now you can’t waste time with the frozen human plan, right? Then what is it? It’s an all-out war. I’m fighting with everything on the line. But you can’t fight alone naively and ignorantly, right?”

“But… will the archangel move it easily?”

“It won’t be easy.”

Rakiel recalled something that happened not long ago.

A message that suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Did you say that the archangel is quite interested in this area? He also said he was considering calling this side. So at least it is not without possibility. It might be worth a try.

“That’s why. From now on, I will open my hands to everyone who can help me. Not only to His Majesty the Emperor, but also to everyone he has ever had a relationship with. But how long will it take to contact them all individually? How much effort will it take? is not it?”

“Of course… yes. Moreover, even if many people gather in response to His Highness’s request, it seems like there will still be problems.”

“yes. If there are many boatmen, the ship can fly beyond the mountain peak and into space. The more people gather, the more complex their interests become, and it is no ordinary task to coordinate them and achieve smooth cooperation. That’s why. “There needs to be someone who can influence the whole world, has enormous authority to back it up, and is not liked by everyone.”

“Then we can solve all the problems you mentioned earlier.”

“That’s it. “He is something that everyone has to criticize.”

“Isn’t Dragon King Berkis not allowed?”

“no. “Well…”

“My son is lazy.”

Just as Rakiel was about to notice, Mrs. Yan Hwa-ryong intervened with a wry smile. She turned to her husband.

“yes?”

“Hmm. “His laziness is such that even parents have no room to excuse it.”

“…Well, that’s right.”

Rachiel laughed lightly.

In fact, the first candidate he thought of was the Dragon King. But as I know from experience, the Dragon King is lazy.

It was to the point where there was no other person like him in the world. Making the Dragon King move like that? Honestly, I wasn’t confident.

“So I also thought about the King of Hell. He has already contacted us and promised full cooperation. But there’s a problem. There will be different likes and dislikes. Especially in the religious world.”

Rakiel spoke to Damian.

“Some people influenced by some religious circles may be reluctant to come forward to help me because of the prejudice given by the title of hell. The Naked Prince’s Harmion or something. Maybe the Amboise royal family will do the same. There is a possibility that His Majesty’s support may not be full.”

“So the one left is an archangel?”

“uh.”

It is true.

An archangel is perfect for this job.

Because it can influence the entire world, has transcendent authority, and will not face backlash from the religious community.

‘That’s why image is important whether it’s a person or a group!’

It is true.

Everyone is greatly influenced by prejudice. What if your son brings his girlfriend, and she has a punk-like half-shaved head and is chewing razor-studded gum?

What if your daughter brings her son-in-law, and the son-in-law has a scraggly face, wears a high school girl’s uniform, and bows loudly, saying, ‘Hello, hehe!’

Everyone will grab you from the back of your head.

That’s what preconceptions are.

“Anyway, the archangel came forward and pointed at me. And I give you a solemn command. Hey, you guys need to help him? Then what will happen? “Wouldn’t everyone be more in order?”

“Yeah… it’ll be a long time.”

“yes?”

“Yes…”

“But why is the answer not clear?”

“Well, I still have some concerns.”

Damian asked with a slight frown.

“I understand everything your highness said. I also think that’s the best way. But how do you plan to receive help from that archangel?”

“How can I get help from the archangel?”

“yes.”

“Of course there is.”

Rachiel said as if it was no big deal.

“You can just attack.”

“….”

“Let’s attack hell first.”

“….”

As expected, Your Highness.

By the way, our highness.

Of course, you are out of your mind today as well.

Damian held on tightly to the sigh that was about to escape without him even realizing it. And as always, he nodded with a faint smile.

“yes. “I will take you there.”

“That’s right. wake up. let’s go.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Rachiel held Damian’s hand and helped him up. It was something I wouldn’t have done normally.

Damien felt it too. Your Majesty is still worried that I fainted.

“Are you planning to go back to the villa right away?”

Bingryong Tyranus asked.

Rachiel bowed her head.

“Yes, King Taeyong. What happened today… I’m really sorry. “It caused a lot of trouble.”

“What about lungs? “I feel sorry for ruining the frozen human plan.”

“no. “I have no shame for ruining King Taeyong’s residence like this for no reason.”

“are you okay. It will recover on its own over time. But…are you serious?”

“yes?”

“The plan is to visit the archangel.”

“I think it’s the best for now.”

“I guess so, but um…”

“Do you have any concerns?”

“Uhm, no. “I guess I was thinking about it for no reason.”

“Is that so….”

“Yes. So it would be better for you to proceed without hesitation. “I will continue to stay by your father’s side, Asterion, and watch over you.”

“Then please continue to treat us well.”

“I am.”

Bingryong waved the air with his finger.

A magic circle that returns to the villa was created. Rachiel and Damian bowed and disappeared into the portal. After the two left, Bingryong licked his lips and frowned.

“Should I have said that too?”

“What do you mean?”

“New archangel.”

Bingryong answered his wife’s question.

“Actually, I met him 300 years ago.”

“The archangel?”

“Hmm. “At that time, I was still human.”

“What kind of person was he?”

“fraud.”

“….”

“Of course, the crown prince, that guy is not an easy guy either. So I guess I was actually worried.”

“why?”

“Homophobia.”

“….”

“If the crown prince is a swindler, the archangel is a swindler. No, strictly speaking, it should be said that it is a fraud that has been concentrated for at least 300 years and has become stagnant and rotten.”

“…is it that much?”

“Hmm. enough.”

That’s why.

Perhaps the moment the crown prince and the archangel meet, they will fiercely keep each other in check and compete.

Cooperation? help? Is that possible? Bingryong Tyranus truly felt worry.

“But you’ll take care of it, right?”

“I should hope so, right?”

Bingryong and Yeomhwaryong couple looked at each other and smiled. And I prayed with the same heart. Crown Prince Rakiel, whom they came to support. I hope he stays safe from the evil and cunning archangel. sincerely.

?

“Is this okay?”

“uh. “I won’t die.”

“Is it real?”

“Oh, I see.”

Damian keeps asking me if he’s worried. Rakiel waved his hand at the guy. It’s okay. Nothing will happen.

“But… the song you just sang. The lyrics of that are….”

“Yes. “I think the lyrics are cursing an archangel.”

“But is it really okay?”

“Maybe because the King of Hell said it was okay?”

Rakiel shrugged his shoulders.

And I searched for memories.

Was it the last time you visited hell? It was the day I retired from the presence of the King of Hell. At that time, a whisper filled with the King of Hell’s magic flew into his ear.

I will help you here in the future. So, I will always open the Hell Gate, which leads to the King of Hell’s palace, in the bedroom of the villa.

“That’s why. Isn’t that the song I just sang? “That’s the key to opening the Hell Gate, which is always open in this bedroom.”

“If it’s always open, shouldn’t it always be visible?”

“Then it’s a social problem, right?”

“ah.”

“So it seems like the King of Hell was a little considerate of us? In fact, it is always open, but it cannot be seen or recognized until the key is activated. That way, there won’t be a situation where all these idiots go through the Hell Gate.”

“Well, I guess that’s true.”

“huh. So, won’t you please stop interrupting me singing the second verse?”

“…All right.”

Damian took a step back.

Rakiel cleared his throat.

“iced coffee. Microphone test. One, two, three. Lloyd is a ground puppy~ A ground puppy with a scrawny, long rear end and an ugly expression~? When you hit the chest-like back of his head, it makes the sound of a coin~ He is a miser grounddog himself~ Wow yeah~?”

“….”

Verse 2 is indeed true as well. It’s sublime.

But those are the lyrics that the King of Hell himself gave me. So there is something more noble about it.

… was the moment Damian thought.

Tsutsutsu…!

A dark red passage opened in the air.

It was Hellgate, the door leading to hell.

“Okay, let’s go in!”

Rachiel shouted, placing an iron plate on her face, which was lightly colored with embarrassment. I took the lead and entered Hell Gate. Damian hurriedly followed suit.

The sight of Hell Capital across from Hell Gate was still the same. A clean office space that makes you wonder if this is hell. In the spacious front, there was the King of Hell’s office desk.

The King of Hell, Javiel, sitting there, looked the same as he had seen before.

No, there was something different.

The eyes were looking in this direction.

“I saw your struggles well. It’s a pity. “Because the frozen human plan failed.”

“…Are you watching everything?”

“Roughly speaking.”

Javiel, the King of Hell, gave me a sad look. Because this plan went awry? It seemed like it wasn’t just that.

The reason was soon apparent.

“But somehow… I was thinking of going to see him.”

“Are you talking about the archangel?”

“okay. “I think it might be your best… hehe.”

“….”

Bingryong did the same, and then even the King of Hell.

Why is everyone like this?

Somehow, they seemed to have a lot to say about the archangel.

‘Perhaps the archangel’s personality is a bit strict or something?’

He thought about the recorded human days of the archangel.

Lloyd Frontera. A great man from the late days when the Magentano imperial family was a kingdom. In fact, was he recorded in history as a great figure who laid the foundation for Magentano to become an empire?

It was then.

The King of Hell’s worried(?) words continued.

“But anyway, I agree that your judgment is correct. “In your current situation, the help of an archangel would be the most effective help.”

“Is that so?”

“Hmm. “So I’m worried about whether you’re ready.”

“What if you say… are you prepared?”

“Not everyone can meet the archangel. “You know that much, right?”

“of course.”

“okay. That’s why a living human being has to pay a big price to meet the archangel.”

“The price… you mean?”

“Hmm.”

“….”

It’s a price.

How big a price is this?

Just how harsh is the price that makes the King of Hell look like that?

Rachiel swallowed dry saliva without realizing it.

And I had my own determination.

If it’s for Damien.

If only we could cure lung cancer.

So, if only I could fulfill my responsibility for being involved in this story.

‘Any price.’

I’m willing to pay.

It was a moment of promise.

“The price you have to pay to meet the archangel is…”

The King of Hell began heavily and took out something from his desk drawer. And said.

“That is money. “It’s also very expensive.”

“yes?”

“here. “Please refer to the bribes for each race, status, and class that the archangel personally prepared and distributed… no, please refer to the fee table.”

“…Yes?”

“Ah, there is a surcharge for meeting late at night, so be careful when choosing the time.”

Tuk.

What the King of Hell offered.

It was the ‘Third Age Standard Archangel’s Face-to-Face Fee Guide’, which was thick and excessively detailed for a major textbook, and made people do triple axel twerking with greed on every page.