The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 561

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 561

Episode 561 The ladder is carrying a rock (1)

“Whoa, whoop!”

…After all, hell is hell.

Every time I come here, I feel a strange sense of déjà vu. What kind of déjà vu? It felt like I was back in my hometown, Korea. In particular, I feel like I am in Korea in winter or early spring.

Because of this damn acrid air.

‘Wow, the fine dust is really fine.’

Rachiel cleared her sore throat and looked around. The King of Hell’s castle still looked neat and tidy. The pure white interior, reminiscent of a modern office space, includes satans in suits walking busily through the clean hallways without a single hair being messed up.

But even so, I guess there’s nothing I can do about the acrid, sulfuric air that’s unique to hell.

‘If this continues, esophageal varicose veins won’t burst again.’

So, don’t cough hard.

Let’s endure it as much as possible.

It was around the time when Rakiel made his promise.

“This is human Rachiel Adria Magentano.”

Satan, who was in charge of today’s guide, pointed across the hallway. There was a large door there.

“The King of Hell, who granted an audience, is waiting inside.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Then I have to go this way.”

Rachiel did not believe in Satan’s guidance. Instead, I walked in the opposite direction. Thanks to this, Satan’s expression was momentarily shocked. A meaningful smile appeared on Rakiel’s lips.

“Did you think I could be so easily fooled by Satan’s words?”

“…Kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!”

The shame of having your trick exposed!

Satan’s already red face became even redder. But in the meantime, Satan was keeping a close eye on us. As if secretly hoping for something.

Of course, Rachiel knew exactly what Satan wanted.

“Write it. Are you really expecting me to criticize you? “What kind of comment is this, like you’re a dirty, petty, petty satan?”

“…!”

“You’re not going to do that?”

“…!”

“Thank you for the guidance, Mr. Friendly Satan?”

“…Hmm!”

Satan’s face was crumpled as he received unexpected praise instead of criticism. The humiliation of hearing soft words from someone you tried to fool but couldn’t! The shame of a family that seems to have lost its qualifications as a Satan!

Rachiel, who had completely sunk(?) an unknown Satan, opened the door on the opposite side to where Satan had pointed.

…Geek!

A neat and spacious office space spread out inside.

There was Javiel Asrahan, the King of Hell.

“It’s been a while.”

“Human Rachiel Adria Magentano meets the King of Hell, the rightful owner of Hell.”

“okay. Javiel Asrahan, the manager of Hell, meets the crown prince of the earthly world. And there is no need to disclose the purpose separately. “I already know why you came to see me.”

“…Do you know?”

“of course.”

“….”

After all, the king of hell.

You know everything about the situation here.

If you think about it, it was a natural thing.

‘Looking into the earthly world would be easy for the King of Hell. They must have been keeping an eye on my situation.’

I think that was the case as expected.

After listening to the King of Hell’s next words.

“Whew. Honestly, it was ridiculous. “No matter how controversial the issue may be, the idea of using me and the archangel as teaching aids for practice is incredible.”

“That…”

“Even the way he seems to put such thoughts into practice without hesitation. “I’m honestly starting to wonder if you’re really a little crazy.”

“Oh, of course…”

“Yes. I wouldn’t have gone crazy. know. That’s how desperate you are. No, the fact that we are all in a desperate situation.”

“….”

Rachiel glanced up at the King of Hell. Fortunately, the King of Hell looked relaxed. The eyes were also like that. His unique, extremely handsome eyes were just looking down at me with a sad gaze.

‘Whoa, I wasn’t scolded.’

An atmosphere where no criticism can be found in this direction. Rakiel was slightly relieved and opened her mouth.

“Yes, it is as you said. Actually, I wondered if I would even dare to do something like this. My heart ached. But I felt like I had no choice. “It was calculated that this method was the most likely way to destroy the Demon King.”

“…I guess so. “I agree with that.”

“thank you.”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“yes?”

What is the King of Hell trying to say?

Rachiel waited for his next words.

The King of Hell’s next words were slightly beyond our expectations.

“I’m talking about practicing the forced descent of the Demon King. “Is it really necessary for both me and the archangel to be subject to the training?”

“…yes?”

“Wouldn’t it be okay if only one of the two is subject to training? The other thing is to practice the forced descent method with Dragon King Berkis.”

“Ah, then…”

“If two administrator-level people from one world are working together to practice and use the forced descent method, the success rate will be much higher than if it were done alone. “Isn’t that right?”

“Is that so?”

“So I’d like to make a proposition to you.”

“What do you mean by proposal?”

“Let’s use Archangel as a teaching material.”

“The King of Hell is joining the Dragon King’s side?”

“That’s it.”

“….”

The King of Hell laughed.

Even brightly.

I swear, I’ve never seen the King of Hell smile so happily.

“That is the condition of joining that I propose to you as the Lord of Hell. “How is it?”

“If I answer that I’m in trouble….”

“I think I’ll be in trouble too.”

“….”

Rakiel closed his mouth for a moment.

And I thought.

This can’t be helped.

“All right.”

I nodded. After hearing this positive answer, the King of Hell’s expression became brighter. That person, no, the King of Hell, was a being who knew how to make that kind of expression.

‘…Well, what the King of Hell said is not wrong.’

If you think about it, it was like that.

There is no need to have two roles as teaching aids for practice. You only need one. In fact, it might be better for the remaining side to join the Dragon King.

“We sincerely thank the King of Hell for joining and cooperating.”

“I am. “Thank you for giving me a fun… or rather, beneficial opportunity.”

“Then when will we join…”

“Let’s coordinate with the archangel and go down together.”

“All right. But…”

“Ah, the archangel hasn’t convinced you yet?”

“yes. “I plan to visit from now on.”

“Then shall I open the gate?”

“Is that okay?”

“of course. “I guess this is a sign of gratitude for your willingness to accept my offer.”

“Uh… then the cost to see the archangel is…”

“It’s free if you use the Hell King’s special gate.”

“Free?”

“yes.”

“Well then, the last time I went to see the archangel, why…”

“Didn’t they open a free gate for you?”

“yep.”

“Because you gave me joyful anticipation today?”

“….”

Is it really that good to have Archangel as a training material? I don’t know. Does the King of Hell really hate the archangel, or is he doing it because he likes it so much? I really don’t know.

Anyway, in the meantime, the King of Hell’s special gate to heaven was easily opened.

“Come on, let’s cross this way.”

…Roaring!

A ring of blazing fire opened, encroaching on the space. Inside, I got a glimpse of a heavenly scene filled with dreamy white clouds.

“Then I’ll see you when I join you.”

He quickly greeted the King of Hell and threw himself into the ring of fire. A feeling similar to mild motion sickness. As soon as I passed through the ring, I felt a bit dizzy and the air suddenly changed. The scenery and atmosphere have all changed.

‘What smell is this again?’

Rakiel wrinkled his nose at the pleasant smell that suddenly assaulted his nose. Unlike the dreamy surrounding scenery, I felt a somewhat coppery smell. Where? Nearby. So, from the enormous golden tower standing tall above the clouds.

“….”

Are those all gold coins and banknotes?

At first I thought I had seen something wrong.

But it was real.

As I got closer, I saw that all the tall towers, like the Dabotap Pagoda, the Sakyamuni Tower, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, and the Abu Dhabi building tower, were all built up with money.

‘…I heard before that the smell of old money was really bad, and that was true.’

But what is that guy rolling around under the money tower with a happy face saying he likes it? It wasn’t difficult to recognize even without looking closely.

It’s an archangel.

You could tell at a glance just by looking at the chestnut-like back of his head, as if it had the words ‘money-crazy guy’ written on it.

However, the archangel seemed to have figured out the other person’s existence early on as well.

“Oh, is the crown prince here?”

“…yep.”

Archangel Lloyd Frontera is rolling around under the tower of money he had built one by one, and then glances back.

First, I saluted him.

“Rakiel Adria Magentano, a human from the earthly world, meets the Archangel, the master of the heavenly world.”

“Yes, are you okay with meeting the King of Hell first?”

“…yes?”

“The King of Hell suggested a trick, right?”

“….”

“You don’t sell me out as a condition of joining?”

“…As expected, you’re sharp.”

The archangel already knows everything.

Could it be that I caught a glimpse of what happened in hell?

That probably isn’t it.

‘Have you already figured out the evil just by looking at the fact that I went to hell first?’

It seemed like that.

My tongue stuck out again.

As expected, the archangel asked meaningfully if his guess was correct.

“Then what is your choice?”

“….”

You have to answer well here.

Rachiel studied the archangel’s thoughts for about 0.1 second. And then I shook my head again for about 0.1 second. The conclusion came easily. First of all, the archangel must also join unconditionally. For that to happen, this is an unavoidable choice.

The answer also came without hesitation.

“…Whether there is a question. “It makes no sense for a noble person like the archangel to practice at Kyobo University.”

“Hmm, what does that answer mean?”

“It means that the King of Hell is a person worthy of being a real-level textbook.”

“yes?”

“yep.”

“that’s right. “He’s a lot stronger than he looks.”

“also. “This is the insight of a wise man.”

“So there’s no need to change your words later?”

“I wonder if there is any question.”

“yes. That’s it. “Are you good at waiting in line?”

“Oh my, thank you for the compliment.”

“Okay, okay. Then just go away. “Now it’s time to enjoy my hobby.”

“yes?”

“Didn’t you hear? “It’s a hobby.”

“When you say it’s a hobby….”

“Counting money and building towers.”

“….”

“Everyone has at least one small hobby like this, right?”

“….”

Oh yeah.

A small hobby.

That would be really nice.

For a moment, Rachiel managed to suppress the envy that had welled up in her. Then he bowed politely to the archangel and retired. It was through the gate to the star palace on earth that the archangel opened as a service(?).

Phew!

As I passed through the gate, I felt dizziness and motion sickness again. But Rakiel didn’t mind that feeling at all. No, I didn’t feel like I had time to worry about it at all. It was only after coming to the villa that he finally realized what he had done.

‘…Hehehe, it’s done.’

Somehow I ended up crossing both legs.

Archangel and King of Hell.

I sold both of them.

Both of them would happily join Lululala, thinking that the other would become teaching material for their practice. You will only notice the two legs on this side after joining. Will they be able to handle the aftermath?

‘What can I do?’

Of course, it’s not like there’s no way to handle it.

From then on, Rakiel was mentally prepared. After joining, the archangel and the king of hell will be angry and deplored upon realizing the two sides are at odds. The secret weapon is to mediate between the two on an equal footing and bring them together amicably.

It was a fateful ladder climb that risked the pride of heaven and hell.