The Crown Prince That Sells dicine Chapter 101
Episode 101 The legend cos from disguised employnt (1)
“So, voila, the secret weapon I used on His Majesty the Emperor worked.”
“…who are you?”
Princess Adeline tilted her head. Then, she narrowed her eyes as she looked at the man who entered the villa’s lodgings.
It was an hour ago that Crown Prince Rachiel set out to et the Emperor. I will definitely join this group. He said he would go to Amboise and practice dicine to treat wounded soldiers. He gave a grateful offer to help.
However, she did not expect much from the crown prince’s proposal. Would the Emperor of Magentano allow that? It didn’t seem likely. The more I thought about it, the more skeptical I beca.
So, I first returned to the annex of the villa. I had my attendants pack my luggage. When the crown prince returned, he planned to say goodbye and imdiately leave for his ho country.
But it was only about an hour.
Suddenly, a strange man ca into the annexed lodgings. Then, he ca towards and said sothing so unexpected and strange.
‘what?’
It was strange.
The way he spoke and his voice were the sa as the crown prince. When I first heard his voice, I thought it was the crown prince. However, his appearance was a completely different person. He was the complete opposite of the crown prince, with his silver hair and pale complexion.
Red curly hair and eyes. There were also freckles on his face. Even their physiques were different. Unlike the crown prince, who was extrely short, the black-haired man had a chubby(?) body that made his stomach make a loud sound when he hit it.
At least his height is similar to that of the crown prince.
It was truly strange. It was so strange. Adeline’s brows furrowed even more as she looked at the fat man.
“Tsk. Why is there no answer? “As the princess of Amboise, I just asked you who you are.”
“It’s .”
“who?”
“Prince. “Rachiel.”
“…Lord Thierry? Arrest this guy. “The cri is impersonating the crown prince.”
The princess called the attendant nearby.
The attendant approached the red-haired fat man in a threatening manner. The fat man caught red-handed exclaid in frustration.
“No, it’s true? Have you forgotten our past friendship, when we worked together to remove 16 gallstones?”
“…what?”
Adeline paused.
The fat man’s shout continued.
“I uh! Princess, the mana shockwave you shoot hits over 500 tis! Injinhotang, which is said to taste like sea turtle armpits, is boiled with care and blown on. Oh! “I said so!”
“….”
“Besides, I am! “Every ti I give her dicine, I always give her plum-flavored candies and green grape-flavored candies!”
“no way. “Are you really the crown prince?”
“That’s right!”
The fat man caught red-handed made an aggrieved expression.
It was then.
“That person is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Princess of Amboise.”
A handso middle-aged man said as he entered the dorm. A familiar sight. The crown prince’s personal physician. It was Lord Gardin. Damian, a black-haired man, followed him in and added.
“You might find it hard to believe just by looking at her appearance.”
“….”
Gardin and Damian.
Both are henchn of the crown prince.
So that statent must be true.
The princess’s eyes were filled with absurdity as she looked back at the fat man, or rather Rakiel(?).
“No, this is real. But how did it end up like this?”
“It sucks. “How do I look now?”
“You have a body that looks like you’ve been eating all night long every day for at least a year?”
“Isn’t that a happy body?”
“We humans have decided to call it obesity.”
“….”
“Anyway, if it weren’t for the testimony of your two confidants, Crown Prince, I would never have believed it. What happened? “What happened that caused the crown prince, who had gone to seek permission to abdicate the emperor, to return in this state?…”
The princess was truly curious. What happened in the anti? A aningful smile appeared on Rachiel’s lips.
“Well, it’s just like I said before. The secret weapon I had prepared to get permission from His Majesty the Emperor worked. “I got permission.”
“Permission?”
“yes.”
Rachiel nodded.
At the sa ti, I suddenly rembered the ti when I went to ask the emperor for permission. Actually, getting permission was easy. It just wasn’t easy.
It was incredibly easy.
‘All I had to do was tell the emperor why I wanted to go to Amboise in a way that suited the emperor’s tastes.’
I heard that a civil war broke out. There are a lot of injured soldiers and there will be more.
Under the pretext of treating them, he could get a disguised job(?) in the Amboise Kingdom army with the help of the princess. It is an opportunity to see and feel first-hand the flow of the command system, military administration, and operation of another country while serving in a relatively safe rear area.
The opportunity for such a vivid experience is rare. I definitely want to go there and learn a lot.
That’s what I said.
Then?
A passing necklace was held in my hand. This was because the content of the request clearly targeted the emperor’s tastes.
‘As soon as he heard the request, the emperor was pleased. Because he is that kind of person.’
He was an emperor who constantly put his children through tests. He was soone who was trying his best to train his successor even a little harder.
However, this side had requested that they would go to a battlefield in a foreign country first, and that they would be reasonably prepared and co with plenty of vivid experience.
As for Korea?
Mom, I will go to more English classes. Mom, please give one more lesson. Isn’t this similar to the request…?
Any parent would be extrely happy to receive such a spontaneous request from their child. We will try to accommodate requests as long as family circumstances allow.
So did the emperor. As soon as I heard the request, I laughed heartily. I was asked for a more detailed plan. If they had gone a little further, there would have been a standing ovation.
“…That’s why. I requested the Court Wizard’s disguise spell. Of course, His Majesty willingly gave permission.”
“Thanks to you, your whole body has beco plump, right?”
“It’s too direct. “If possible, just say that you have beco generous.”
“So how many steaks can you eat?”
“It’s just the appearance, but the physical characteristics are the sa.”
Adeline’s mischievous question.
Rachiel snorted.
“Only the appearance has changed. The weight remains the sa. Well, because of the digestive power, the short mouth is probably the sa. “This is simply a disguise magic that changes ‘only the appearance.’”
“Oh, is that so?”
“yes. The disguise spell may even be broken by strong physical shock.”
“If it is a strong shock, how much…?”
“They said one hit was enough to make you pass out.”
“Then you don’t have to worry about the magic coming off in your daily life?”
“yes. Thanks to this, you will be able to maintain your disguise with peace of mind. For example, this status.”
Fly!
Rachiel held out a docunt.
Adeline opened her eyes wide.
“This?”
“This is a disguised identification card provided by His Majesty the Emperor.”
“….”
Adeline’s eyes scanned the certificate.
“Na… Rihan Belkin… Age 23… Descendant of the fallen noble family Belkin, and completed public dical education with excellent grades at the Imperial Capital Magenta…?”
“Well, it’s a fake identity with a variety of features.”
“The na is Rihan. “That’s an unusual na.”
“I just made it up on the spot, whatever ca to mind.”
Rakiel smiled awkwardly.
Rihan.
In fact, it was the English version of his Korean real na.
“Anyway, that’s the disguise I’ll be using from now on. “Rihan, a young doctor who is a fallen aristocrat, happened to beco friends with the princess from Amboise, and after receiving a promise of support from the princess, he accompanied her to Amboise.”
“It’s like a novel?”
“Well, he is an enterprising young man who wants to hone his talents by serving as a military doctor in the Amboise Kingdom army with the support of the princess.”
“Enterprising….”
“Why? Is it strange?”
“yes.”
“….”
Adeline’s fastball hit the solar plexus.
she asked.
“Then what about these two people? “Are you accompanying ?”
She pointed to Lord Gardin and Damian. Rachiel nodded.
“yes. “These two will call master from now on.”
“Are you a master?”
“The setting is that he is the remaining loyalist of a fallen family.”
“…You’re surprisingly faithful to the setting.”
“That way, your disguise will be more believable.”
In any case, you don’t have to be noticeable when you go to Amboise. All you have to do is avoid being caught until the civil war is over.
‘Besides, a single military doctor working in the rear will not attract attention.’
I literally only planned to take care of the wounded soldiers until the civil war ended. As if he were devoted to his business all year round. Just like picking mulberries during rootstock season. I planned to take advantage of all the benefits I could gain like a chicken leg.
‘All you have to do is finish that and co back. Then you can get a lot of bonus life. If done well, you will be able to achieve in a short period of ti the lifespan that would have taken several years to run a separate oriental dicine clinic.’
Preparations for that have been well made. The annex oriental dicine clinic was temporarily entrusted to werewolf nurses. These nurses were able to diagnose minor illnesses with their excellent sense of sll. His hit rate was even better than that of most doctors.
They were given recipes for several decoctions suitable for treating each disease. All prescriptions appropriate for each existing hospitalized patient were recorded and delivered. Even if you don’t have confidence for at least a few months, you will have no trouble running an oriental dicine clinic.
“And it will be known to the public that Crown Prince Rachiel will be in bed recuperating due to health issues for the ti being and will minimize contact with outsiders…”
“So are you ready now?”
“yes. “What about the princess?”
“We’re done too.”
The princess got on the carriage.
Rachiel also boarded.
With this, all preparations are completed.
Shake!
The carriage set off.
I left the villa with the princess’s entourage. The ecliptic quickly left magenta.
Go through the gate.
Across the boulevard.
Crossing fields and rivers.
I climbed over hills and mountains.
We passed several cities and forts. Day and night were busily swapped several tis. We passed the border between Magentano and Amboise.
As he crossed the border, Rakiel made a promise to himself.
‘Let’s treat the wounded soldiers well.’
We will save as many as possible. You will gain a lot of bonus life. I won’t worry about anything else. You’ll spend months focusing solely on treating wounded soldiers and gaining bonus life.
‘So don’t ever stand out. I just have to do my job quietly.’
I promised myself again and again.
So it was.
He didn’t know.
A promise to never stand out. A silent promise to save only the wounded soldiers. I am determined to build up my bonus life like that.
How much influence his personal and selfish commitnt will have on the national civil war in Amboise in the future, and whether he will create a huge achievent that will be engraved in history in the future. At this mont, he had no premonition at all.
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