The Crown Prince That Sells dicine Chapter 195
Episode 195 Even zombies sotis beco patients (2)
“…Aya!”
This is Magenta, the ecliptic, far from the Kranosk region. Soone’s surprised voice ca from the 2nd Prince’s Palace exercise hall. The pounding that followed soon followed.
“Does this hurt?”
“Ah ugh yes.”
“Write it. “It shouldn’t hurt this much.”
“….”
“Is the human race originally this weak?”
“….”
Theodore, the second prince of the Magentano imperial family, looked truly aggrieved. And he protested fervently towards the elf woman who had just calmly dissed(?) humanity.
“But Sylvia? “This is a situation where anyone, not just humans, has no choice but to get sick.”
“Maybe it’s sothing like a child like you who hasn’t even had blood on his head.”
“I am an adult.”
“I’m a lump of blood?”
“….”
“I understand, so hold out your hand again.”
Theodore wanted to say sothing more. But it’s just the heart. The words of protest eventually dissipated into silent mutterings. Instead, he obeyed the elf woman’s words and held out his hand.
“You an like this?”
“okay. First of all, your posture is stable. “I felt it earlier, but the basics are pretty solid.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s not a complint. “It ans it’s so bad that there’s nothing to see except the basics.”
“…Is it that much?”
“of course. like this.”
“…!”
Tadat!
Sylvia’s leisurely reply beca blurred for an instant. Theodore’s eyes widened. At the sa ti, he realized. The elf woman burrowed into his arms at lightning speed. That he was grabbing the arm he was holding out and snatching it away.
“Ugh!”
If you give in to sothing, you will suffer. There was a sense of crisis in his eyes. Also, I can’t get kicked out and thrown away like I did before.
‘Then… I am like this!’
He held out his other hand. He pushed the shoulder of the elf woman who was clinging to his chest. Half a span. All you need to do is leave half a space between yourself and her. Then she won’t be able to use her recoil or montum to pull herself up!
… The thought ended up becoming a delusion in his own fantasy.
Wow!
“uh?”
Both feet flew into the air.
The body flipped upside down in the air.
Finally, the mont of fall approaches.
Just before my head hit the ground.
Teotuk!
The elf woman’s hand ca and supported the back of my neck. Thanks to this, I was able to use the falling technique in a hurry. Next, a blunt impact hit my shoulder and back.
Coo!
“…Ugh!”
The mont you get stuck in the sand is painful, even if you use the falling technique. I’m out of breath. Besides, this ti…
“Why are you so dazed? “A topic that was treated poorly.”
“…!”
The elf woman who knocked this one down climbed onto my chest. I got a joint on my shoulder. Her gentle weight and body odor really hit .
Theodore’s face turned red.
“Now wait a minute….”
“There is no such thing as a mont in real life, kid.”
Pop!
“…Oops!”
My shoulder tried to turn halfway but ended up failing. Only then did Theodore manage to break free. But he couldn’t raise his head.
“what. what’s the matter. “Did it hurt a lot?”
“….”
“Why don’t you raise your head?”
“Uhm, that’s…”
“What is that?”
“no.”
Theodore’s head bowed even deeper. I can’t bear to lift my face. But I don’t even know why.
‘Why does my face keep getting hot?’
I didn’t understand at all. Strangely enough, only my face felt hot. On the other hand, I kept thinking about what I had just experienced.
Sylvia’s face as she crawled into his arms. Her hair grazing her cheek at that mont. A battle for position took place in a short space of ti. The textures that touched my body.
‘…I’m doing this because I’m embarrassed by the loss. It’s definitely like that.’
So we need to grow more.
I need to develop my skills further.
From basic bodyweight techniques to footwork and then swordsmanship. I must be reborn as a person who is helpful to my brother and the royal family, even if only a little. We need to develop that capacity.
“sorry. I think I lost focus for a mont. “Please again.”
Theodore stood up, dusting off his clothes as if he had made up his mind. His whole body was covered in dirt and sweat. Soon, the distracting thoughts in his eyes disappeared. A fierce yet happy mood blood in Sylvia’s eyes.
“okay. That’s how it should be. “That way, I’ll be less bored.”
“Sure!”
In the dance hall of the 2nd Prince’s palace, the young 2nd Prince and the seasoned elf executioner ca together again. The crown prince’s sword, which had departed from the far northwest, was flying towards these two. Of course, in the anti, the 2nd prince’s cries(?) continued.
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“…Ouch!”
This is the Kranosk region, far from the ecliptic Magenta. Soone’s frightened sound ca from one side of the Tulun upper headquarters building. A cry of surprise followed soon after.
“Huh? “Are you really… in pain?”
“Aaaah!”
“Write it. “This looks real.”
“A huge amount of money!”
“In the first place, being a zombie is so painful that it can be violent?”
“…Guy!”
Raquiel, the Crown Prince of the Magentano Imperial Family, was truly impressed. And I realized sothing again while looking at the zombie in the upper section who was just expressing his pain in a sad way.
‘It looks like you’re really in pain?’
I was the one who felt the possibility of sothing happening. From the beginning, it was a top zombie driven by the black magic of a warlock. Thanks to this, a twisted type of mana was flowing weakly throughout the entire body of the top zombie.
The mont I saw it, I wondered if it was possible.
I also thought that the mana that flows through black magic is ultimately no different from the mana that flows through acupuncture points. So it was. I wondered what it would be like to artificially manipulate the flow of black magic mana using acupuncture.
I stabbed it with a thorn.
White thorns at first. Next, a stinging brown thorn. But there was no response. I thought it was because it tasted so mild(?). So I decided to stab the black K-flavored thorn on the top of my head…
“…Ugh! “Waagh!”
The zombie was twisting its whole body. If he could, he would imdiately untie all the ropes that were binding his entire body and protest against them, throwing out loud insults.
In other words, the zombie is really ‘sick’.
Rachiel was able to realize the cause.
‘The K-flavored thorns are so painful that even the dead zombies are hurting!’
That’s exactly it.
There was no complicated reason.
It really hurts so much that I die. It hurts to death. The majesty of the K-flavored thorn that makes even the dead scream in pain!
However, Rachiel was not hasty in deciding. Maybe it’s a coincidence. It may be due to other reasons. So….
‘Let’s check one more ti.’
He picked up a new black spike. I aid. I aid the thorn at the Cheoncheonhyeol (天泉穴) on the front of the upper arm of the upper arm of the upper arm.
But this ti, strangely enough, the zombie in the upper chamber reacted even though the thorn had not yet pricked it.
flinch!
As soon as it sees the black thorns, the zombie grimaces, shrugs its shoulders, and snarls as if it had a premonition of a huge and devastating death to co!
But there was no blood, tears, or rcy for Rachiel.
Tot!
A K-flavored thorn digging into the zombie’s forearm!
As expected, the response was imdiate.
“…Ugh! Zenjaang-!”
Have you ever heard a zombie swear twice? Now I feel like I can nod my head confidently and say ‘yes’.
Finally, Raquiel was convinced.
‘This is a true story.’
It’s real.
Even zombies react to black K-flavored thorns. They feel the sensation of pain and show a reaction even if it is instinctive.
The body’s reaction was also the sa.
It was clearly visible through acupoint scanning.
As soon as the thorn was pierced, the acupuncture points around the pierced area began to fluctuate greatly. The mana in the acupoints fluctuated as if a large stone had been thrown into a basin filled with water. So of the floating mana overflowed out of the basin. The flow of mana created in this way spread slightly around and then disappeared.
The ridians were moving and the energy and blood were flowing!
Like a living person!
‘crazy. This is it.’
Rachiel inwardly clicked his tongue. What does it an that Qi and blood are moved? This ant that if you used acupuncture a little more delicately and accurately, you could intentionally make all the energy and blood in the zombie’s body flow. Just like a living person!
“Damian? “Hold on to this person…no, the zombie.”
“yes?”
Rakiel commanded.
Damian inwardly tilted his head.
In fact, Damian was inwardly upset at the situation that was unfolding in front of his eyes. The crown prince is basting on a zombie out of nowhere. But the zombie… screams in pain.
‘Is this possible?’
It is absolutely impossible.
Common sense suggests that it is, of course.
Because zombies are dead people in the first place. Because it’s literally a corpse. Isn’t a zombie a being that can’t feel any sense or even a fragnt of emotion?
In fact, that was the most frightening and powerful thing about zombies. An opponent who cannot feel pain no matter how much you hit him or her. Even if his head is broken, he is an opponent that creeps up on him. If you imagine actually fighting such an opponent… wouldn’t you naturally get goosebumps?
The sa was true for the top zombie. No, it had to be the sa. But no. As soon as the crown prince sticks the thorn, he screams in pain as if he were crying.
‘Zombies… right?’
It almost made want to miss it.
But now, the crown prince is even rolling up his sleeves. It even tells you to hold on to the zombies tightly.
“Are you sure you want to use the hour hand? Like you would with a patient?”
“uh. answer.”
A happy smile appeared on Rakiel’s face. He gave Damian a look of pride.
“Hey, Damian. You’ve been following around for quite so ti, and now you’ve beco very familiar with the treatnt process, right? very good. “It’s progress in a positive and great direction.”
“….”
I’m not sure if this is a positive developnt. And Prince, I really don’t know what you’re trying to do. Damian felt his temples tingling with questions creeping up on him. But the crown prince’s order was an order.
“All right.”
He held the top zombie tightly to prevent it from struggling. Special Forces mber Cernutt, who had been watching, stepped forward further. Thanks to such a special press(?), the top zombie ended up being unable to move his entire body except for his facial muscles.
“good. very good.”
A satisfied smile blood on Rachiel’s lips. He made the right decision and caught dozens of black K-flavored thorns from the pod.
“Then, from now on, let’s revive the zombie’s intelligence for a mont and find out the warlock’s lair.”
Tot!
Rakiel’s cruel(?) black magic twisting and basting treatnt that would make even the most vicious black magician cry out with sincerity that “I don’t have a mother” began.
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