The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 64

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 64

Episode 64. King of the Minotaur (1)

“Hmm, it looks better up close.”

It’s already deep into the night.

Gwyneth, the Colossus of Amboise, smiled admiringly. It had to be that way. A huge cage that had just been transported to the hotel basement. Anyone who sees the presence lurking inside can’t help but be amazed.

“Nuuuuu….”

A low, heavy sound came from inside. A suppressed moan like a wounded animal. A beast soaked in various sedatives. It was the Minotaur.

Phew…! Phew!

The Minotaur in us felt his gaze. I heard the drugged gaze. I took a deep breath. A merciless smile appeared on the mouth of the giant.

“It’s really worth every penny spent. “You should have seen the look on the Prince of Magentano’s face when this guy was taken away.”

“If so, shall we start work today?”

“of course.”

The great merchant nodded. And then he looked back at the man who had just asked him a question.

“Isn’t that why I called you specifically? “You are the best taxidermist in Cremo.”

“That’s too much praise. I am just grateful that you are generously compensated. But may I ask what style of taxidermy you would like?”

“Hmm, as grand as possible.”

“Do you mean grandly?”

“okay. This is not my personal collection. “It is an item that will be revealed and presented at a banquet to coincide with His Majesty the King’s birthday.”

“Ah, so you want a strong impression the moment it is revealed. Is that correct?”

“Hehehe, that’s it. The wonder and surprise expressed by the people gathered at the banquet. The bigger it is, the more satisfied His Majesty the King will be. Your authority will also increase.”

“All right. We will do our best to meet the production purpose. But…”

“Hmm? “What else are you curious about?”

“The wizard I asked you to prepare in advance.”

“Oh, of course I invited you.”

The great merchant grinned.

Of course. All preparations were made. Because the King’s birthday is just around the corner. Considering the time it takes to produce the taxidermy here and transport it to the home country, the remaining time is tight.

“But that’s the thing. “This is something I’ve been curious about ever since I received the request: Why do you need a wizard to make taxidermy?”

The great merchant asked.

Park Je-gong answered.

“To kill the Minotaur cleanly.”

“neatly?”

“yes.”

Park Je-gong’s answer continued.

“As you all know, the Minotaur is a monster famous for its tough life. For other monsters, even if they receive fatal wounds, they struggle for a long time before dying. That’s why. If you try to kill someone by clumsily causing trauma…”

“What if you try?”

“The Minotaur goes berserk and goes crazy. In the process, the wound becomes serious.”

“…Hmm, does this mean the leather will be damaged?”

“yes. For monsters of this size, only the skin, horns, teeth, etc. are left behind and the rest is discarded. “This is because the volume is too large and the shape cannot be maintained if filled with sawdust.”

“if?”

“The best way is to make pieces of the same size and shape and cover them with leather. Therefore, the condition of the leather becomes more important than ever, and if the leather is damaged, the value of the taxidermy is seriously reduced.”

“Then what if we use poison to kill him?”

“Poison is no different. “Because while he was dying, he went crazy and scratched his entire body.”

“So you said you need a wizard?”

“Yes that’s right. “We need to use a double or triple powerful sleep spell and paralysis spell to deal with it.”

“How do I deal with it?”

“In my experience, vacuum magic is the cleanest.”

“Vacuum magic?”

“yes. It is a magic that thins the air within a certain range. Without even realizing it, you lose consciousness as if you faint and die slowly, as if you were falling asleep. It does not leave any trauma. “It’s just perfect for making taxidermy.”

“Hmm, that seems plausible.”

The great merchant nodded with satisfaction. I definitely thought it was a good idea to call an expert. After a while, the invited wizard came. The wizard received the contents of the work from Park Je-gong.

Soon, the taxidermy production work began. Meanwhile, the great merchant Gwyneth sat at a distance and watched the work process.

“Heh heh heh heh.”

A hum came out spontaneously.

It is twice as big as an ordinary Minotaur. The result of the taxidermy will also be great. Thinking of the King’s joy upon receiving that stuffed animal made me feel happy. I was truly proud to think of a business that would become even more prosperous with the King’s support. Meanwhile, slaughtering for taxidermy production was underway.

“Hmm!”

The wizard made a complicated hand sign. The position of the fingers and palm. Disruption and manipulation of order and arrangement. The arrangement of mana was cleverly distorted.

The unnaturally distorted balance of mana created an artificial flow. The mana stream moved along a calculated path and carried out its purpose accurately. Sleep magic poured into the Minotaur’s head.

Seaaaaaa….

“…Neuuu.”

Even so, it was a Minotaur that had been marinated in sedatives. I was defenselessly hit by sleep magic and my eyes slowly closed. After that, paralysis magic was added. At the end, vacuum magic was performed.

Shuuuuuuu…!

The sound of the wind falling was loud. The air inside the Minotaur cage became thin. The air pressure dropped steadily. Even lower than the highest alpine region. So thin that it is comparable to the stratospheric interface at an altitude of 50 kilometers above sea level.

Oxygen also became scarcer.

“…Nooo.”

The Minotaur instantly fell into hypoxia. The supply of oxygen to the brain was drastically reduced. A deeper lethargy gripped the Minotaur. Extreme stress possessed the Minotaur.

The huge body reacted and wriggled. A life of confinement that lasted several months. Days where I was drugged with sedatives and forced to eat food while lying down. Such an enlarged body. Fat and inflammation stuck to blood vessels. The stress, despair, and anger that had built up countless times.

All of that blocked the coronary arteries surrounding the heart. Blood flow to the heart was blocked. Extreme pain tightened the Minotaur’s chest.

Even with sleep magic.

Even with paralyzing magic.

The pain of angina pectoris, which could not be relieved, overtook the Minotaur.

“Nuuu…”

I try to struggle as if it were my last gesture. But I can’t help but cry helplessly. Just like the suckling baby that died in my arms that day.

“…Nooo.”

Is it because he is about to die? Could it be that I’m crying out of resentment that I haven’t been able to shake off? Suddenly, a flash of light pierced my retina like a dagger.

It’s an old memory. Yes, I am the one who commands the mountain range. King of the Minotaur. Were those times happy? Full of green fields and hills. Did you lead a group and live in peace? Grazing and sometimes defending their territory. Embracing children like newborn calves. Intruders suddenly barged in on happy days.

human.

Many humans.

A greedy human being.

At first, I was just wary. But the boundary was meaningless. The humans did nothing. As if he was paying attention and being considerate. They just seemed to be living peacefully. It stayed like that for three months.

Was it because of that appearance? At some point, I felt like my mind had relaxed. Not all humans are cunning. Sometimes there are exceptions like that.

It was a mistake. I was a fool for feeling relieved. The peaceful appearance of humans was a fabricated pretense.

Newborn suckling calf. A baby whose black eyes sparkled especially brightly every time he suckled on his mother’s milk. When I realized that my 56th son had been taken by those humans. It was only then that he painfully regretted his foolish carelessness.

He was filled with rage and gave chase. I climbed mountains, streams and hills. We finally found their traces.

gorge.

A narrow canyon.

There was a baby in the deepest part of it. Fortunately, he was fine. There were no injuries. I thanked the gods of the sky and the fields. I quickly tried to get out of the canyon with the baby in my arms.

But that was then.

A thunderbolt of rocks fell from the sky above the canyon. Dozens, hundreds, and more. It fell and fell countless times. It was the merciless violence of falling. The sky above the canyon was barely visible. No, I could catch a glimpse of the top of the canyon through the gaps between the countless falling rocks.

The humans were there.

Those who faked peace. Those guys who kidnapped a suckling baby. They were dropping rocks non-stop. They laughed and chatted as they watched this person struggling.

My eyes rolled over at that sight. But there was nothing that could be done. Normally, I would have been able to get out of the gorge by getting through a few falling rocks and getting hurt.

But that day was different. There was a nursing baby in her arms. I had to protect the baby. It roared and ran wild. But it wasn’t enough. I couldn’t get out of the canyon.

So when the last rock finally fell, this side had already lost everything. The baby in my arms was dead. My black eyes could no longer sparkle. The arms and legs that were covering the baby were all crushed.

In this way, people came down through the thick dust that looked like despair. He laughed and celebrated that he had finally succeeded in capturing him alive. Bloody tears flowed. I went crazy and roared. But all he could do with his crushed and broken limbs was roar.

In this way, it became the property of humans.

As the months passed.

As time goes by.

The physical wounds were healed, but the shame of that day was not erased. And today, it has become like this, struggling like an insect and dying helplessly.

I am. that is. too. It is unfair.

“…Nuuuuuuuck!”

Urus, the king of the Minotaurs, opened his eyes. Anger boiling deep in my heart. The intense pain of angina pectoris. Minotaur racial characteristics. A destructive instinct that comes before death.

Berserk has been activated.

The sleep spell was broken.

The paralysis spell was destroyed.

Kwajak!

As if laughing at the people who looked down on him and made fun of him. The magic chains that bound Urus’ limbs were broken in an instant.

?

Crackle!

I’m tired.

I am so tired.

‘Ugh, body aches.’

Rachiel ground his teeth in his sleep. The bedroom in the mayor’s residence is comfortable. The bed, sheets, and pillows are so soft. But my whole body ached and hurt. Even while I was sleeping, I was in so much pain that I kept waking up.

‘I guess I overdid it too much…’

Rakiel grumbled while in a half-asleep state. After all, this is the problem with this body. If you feel like you overexert yourself just a little bit, you will inevitably get sick.

Even low-quality physical strength is serious. It’s not that it wasn’t, the five organs and six parts continued to clamor in real time.

Ding dong!

[The five organs and six parts condemn your unreasonable schedule.]

[Heart: Hey? Why are you leaving so quickly? Aren’t you resting? Is it infinite stamina? Are you Superman? You don’t see the lungs on the diaphragm

again because of

you ?]

Let’s throw it away. Plenty of food??]

[Stomach: Mite, I’m tired! Give me a late-night snack!]

“….”

These are real.

Is there anyone who needs to be buried socially? Rachiel unknowingly tightened her sphincter. But even then, a smile formed on my face.

‘I’m tired. It’s a mess just because it moves a little. But still… it’s better than before when I didn’t know when I would die.’

It will get better little by little in the future.

If you keep getting bonus life, you can extend your life like that. Little by little, step by step, it will definitely get better. Just like that time when I lived faithfully in Korea and dreamed of the future.

‘It would be nice to have a Thai game.’

Should I get up for a moment and take a bath? I was in the middle of thinking that.

Bang bang bang!

All too suddenly, someone knocked on the bedroom door from outside.

“….”

what.

Before I could ask, someone outside shouted.

“Your Majesty the Crown Prince! Wake up! Something big happened!”

Jump up!

Two guards at the mayor’s residence hurriedly opened the door and rushed in. Rachiel frowned and stood up. Damian asked, putting his hand on the hilt of his sword.

“What’s the fuss?”

“It’s not a fuss, it’s that! “You must quickly escape to a safe place!”

“To a safe place?”

Damian frowned. The guard spoke urgently. But I couldn’t hear the cry. The moment the guard’s mouth was about to open, a sudden loud noise hit the bedroom wall.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

“…!”

If you hit a wall with a siege weapon, would it make a sound like this? Or what would happen if a dump truck hit the building?

One of the bedroom walls was shattered. Bricks flew in all directions like debris. At the same time, Damian moved like the wind. It blocked our way. The guy’s back. I drew my sword. From then on, what appeared was dozens of flashes of light, or rather, black lights.

Tsukakakakak-!

The flying brick pieces and fragments were swept away by the sword light and crushed. Afterwards, a storm of dust came rushing in. Damian looked back through the dust.

“majesty! Step back….”

Took-!

It happened in an instant when a huge fist flew out and struck Damian.

Pop!

Damian flew away. It hit the wall several meters away. I collapsed. But I didn’t have time to watch it. A space where fierce fists were thrown. Dust scattered by a storm-like force. This was because a huge head could be seen between them.

“….”

A head resembling a buffalo. Breathing out explosively. Red bloodshot eyes. Our eyes met those big eyes.

‘…Minotaur?’

It is certainly. This is the Minotaur that I missed at the auction house earlier during the day.

gulp.

Rakiel’s neck shook without realizing it. As soon as our eyes met, my whole body froze in fear? Are you nervous about a situation you never imagined? It wasn’t everything.

The Minotaur suddenly attacked the bedroom. The moment his eyes met the monster that went berserk and rampaged, he unconsciously felt it. Those eyes are familiar. It’s a look I’ve seen many times.

where?

in korea.

At an oriental medicine clinic.

So, those eyes…

‘Is it the same as the eyes of patients who come into the clinic saying they are in so much pain that they don’t know what to do?’