The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 252

The Crown Prince That Sells dicine Chapter 252

Episode 252 Aftereffects of endoscopic procedures (2)

There are tis when my body does not work the way I want it to. There are many such monts in life.

As soon as I got on the intercity bus, I exploded! The day after I did the lower body exercise for the first ti, my bladder began to bulge while shouting, and while I was going down the stairs, I unknowingly fell down in the posture of a romance comic heroine, and a magnificent fart ca out of my delicate buttocks after low-quality leg surgery.

And here today.

Another tragic(?) protagonist was born.

His na is Portis. A flower bouquet for 36 to 10 years old… A dragon that doesn’t cry. The first dragon in history to unintentionally open its anus to humans. Until a mont ago, he had fallen into a relatively comfortable sleep.

I haven’t had a stomach ache in a long ti. How comfortable it was on the first evening after being free from the pain of appendicitis that I had suffered from for many years. It was so relaxing to go to sleep without having to use the self-healing magic that I had to use every mont as a habit.

Moreover, this was the garden of the villa that attracted the most attention in the ecliptic, the center of the human empire. I felt reassured because it was such a famous place and received so much public attention. Even the most careful dragon wouldn’t be able to invade a place like this without a hitch.

That’s why I felt so safe in the world. This was even more so considering that so of the dragons he used to growl with would see his recovery from surgery as a perfect opportunity for revenge.

It is safe here.

And I am comfortable.

The relief he felt for the first ti in a long ti relieved his tension. My tense nerves beca relaxed. The relaxed comfort made let down my guard.

And negligence led to the disaster.

Wow!

It was a huge explosion without any warning.

“…Okay?”

Portis, who had fallen into a long-awaited comfortable sleep, woke up startled. At first, I thought it was soone’s attack. Because it was such an incredibly loud explosion. It was so bad that the earth I was lying on was shaking.

‘Where is it? dare. ‘Who are you?’

The tense tension regained itself in an instant. Portis’ sharp eyes flashed in appropriate alertness. He activated the muscles of his entire body to find the daring enemy who had dared to co here.

But it was that mont.

…gurgling?

I hadn’t even found the enemy yet, but suddenly an alien sound ca from my lower stomach. A strange feeling of discomfort in the stomach. Uncomfortable feeling. It feels like there is thunder lurking in my stomach.

‘what?’

Portis felt puzzled.

It was a feeling of foreignness that I had experienced for the first ti in over 3,600 years of existence. When I was young and clumsy, I was using magic power and my Dragon Heart’s mana was ssed up, but I never felt anything like this before. But why does my lower abdon beco like this at a mont when I don’t even know if soone is attacking ?

Just when I was about to think…

he felt

The storm’s lamprey ascension dance whirlwind rising from within the valley of its own buttocks.

Kuwaaaaaaaaaa!

“…!”

I couldn’t stop it.

I couldn’t even stand it anymore.

uh? anwhile, a huge storm broke out and swept away everything in the rear. The weeping willows that seed like hope for the future were growing green. A nest created by a magpie couple. A small pond where lovely children once threw pebbles with wishes engraved on them.

All those precious, lovely, and cozy things were ejected into the stars in the distant sky. By a single fart released carelessly and powerfully by the dragon’s sphincter.

“What…?”

Portis was very embarrassed. He looked back at the ruined rear with blank eyes. I couldn’t believe it. I wondered if I was dreaming.

But sotis reality is crueler(?) than nightmares.

…Gurgling?

“Keuup?”

Again.

My lower abdon is pounding again. A strange feeling of discomfort. Uncomfortable feeling. A premonition of destruction, with leaves of thunder growing in my stomach. And again….

Quaaaaaaaaaaa!

“…Ugh.”

Cool.

Is this the pleasure of destruction? Or is it the sense of liberation that release brings?

I just don’t know.

But I know one thing for sure.

‘Is this… a fart?’

It was my first dragon fart.

Also, I felt like I knew now. That this situation was not soone’s attack. That it was a disaster(?) situation created by his own fart.

It was only then that I rembered it too late. Earlier during the day, the human prince made a request to God. Please note that you will fart a lot after the colonoscopy procedure.

‘We’re in big trouble.’

I didn’t know farts could be this bad. Or rather, how should we resolve this situation? What excuse can he make to protect his dignity and dignity as a perfect being?

I thought hard.

However, it was the sphincter muscles, not the brain, that responded first.

Pukwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

‘Oh please!’

Portis closed his eyes tightly. I wanted to endure it. I didn’t want to do this myself. But that didn’t work. My lower abdon and sphincter muscles did not listen.

Magic?

I wanted to write. But that was almost impossible. It was only half a day ago that part of the organ was removed through surgery. Thanks to this, the body’s mana balance was still a ss. Even drawing magical power from Manahat was not easy.

Bungkwang baby ackaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

“….”

Ah, this hot thing flowing from the corner of my eyes.

Is this the misery called tears?

No matter how many tis I tried, the indifferent farts kept coming out. Each ti, Portis felt the shattering of his self-esteem sinking beyond the ground and into the inner core of the planet, and he cried silently, slowly falling into a state of despair.

So he gave up everything and lay down. A little bit to the side. Holding your knees with both hands. I placed the butt towards a place where there seed to be few objects to destroy. From a ready shooter. launch.

Pudadadadakwaka boom!

Dimly sounds coming from afar amidst the heavy drinking. A midnight warning sound that fills the night sky of the ecliptic. The urgent cries of humans. The crown prince even told everyone to calm down as it was a natural physiological phenonon after surgery.

‘Now I… I don’t know…’

That day, Dragon Portis, who was 3610 years old, had to spend a moist night with his heart wet with tears instead of dew for the first ti in his long dragon life.

The indifferent night beca even deeper.

Even more indifferent, the sphincter cried all night long.

♣

“…I’m sorry.”

“it’s okay.”

“I’m truly sorry.”

“It’s really okay.”

“….”

The next morning dawned. As Portis looked down at the crown prince who had visited him early in the morning, he felt bitter as if he had taken a single shot of 10 tons of deep, rich espresso extract.

“You must have had trouble sleeping all night because of .”

“Well, waking up while sleeping is a common occurrence for . “Particularly recently, many gout patients have been visiting us at night.”

“What about the others?”

“I guess I tossed and turned a little bit.”

“…You have no sha.”

And it’s a sha. Hundreds of thousands of people across the ecliptic must have listened to the sound of their own farts all night long. Just thinking about that made want to run away to the pole.

But Rachiel didn’t care at all. However, he did not make any effort to comfort Portis, who was openly showing his sha. Rather, he treated it indifferently as if nothing had happened.

“So are you feeling better now?”

“As you can see.”

“yes. “It seems like all the gas in my intestines has co out safely.”

“…You don’t bla ?”

“yes?”

“A ruined garden. “A building was blown away.”

“You an Soyoung Guesthouse? it’s okay. There were no people anyway, so there were no casualties. “It was quite old, so I was thinking about tearing it down and rebuilding.”

“Is that so?”

“yes. “It actually saves on demolition costs, so I guess this isn’t too bad?”

“….”

I don’t think that’s true.

Portis beca even more depressed. And suddenly I looked away. I saw one side of the garden that had been devastated. It was just changed very well. There were no rocks, trees or anything left. It was at a level where farming could be started right away.

“I’ll say it again, you have no sha. “I will make sure to compensate for that loss.”

“You an the treasure you stored up in Lair?”

“If that makes you satisfied.”

I’m serious.

I didn’t want to be recorded as a dragon who caused trouble to humans by farting. So it was. I wanted to compensate for this incident in any way the crown prince wanted.

But did you see through this person’s heart?

The crown prince said quickly.

“Actually, I already have plenty of treasures and money. “If possible, I would like to receive compensation in another way.”

“Another way?”

“yes.”

“Speak.”

“Please tell how to use the appendix collected from Portis as dicine.”

“….”

“After the surgery yesterday, I asked my angiosperm to analyze the ingredients. Well, this is what happened because wild ginseng is too strong. Isn’t there a saying like that? “A drug that is too strong is no different from poison.”

A bitter smile appeared on Rachiel’s lips. It was true. Was it yesterday evening? I asked Bbobok to analyze the ingredients of the dragon’s appendix. There were clearly a lot of effective dicinal ingredients. But the problem was that there was too much.

“If you turn that into dicine and feed it to people… there will be an uproar. “I don’t think anyone can withstand that weak energy.”

“her. So, please tell how to neutralize excessively strong weaknesses?”

“yes.”

“It’s simple.”

Portis chuckled.

“Just sprinkle a generous amount of powder made from the ground up fangs of a high-ranking vampire.”

“…yes?”

“A vampire’s fangs act as a filter to detoxify almost all types of toxins.”

While Rachiel paused at the unexpected answer, Portis continued his explanation.

“Those vampires go around sucking the blood of all kinds of prey, including humans. But do all these various ga species have clean and clear blood? no. Of course not. A diseased person, a poisoned person, and even a person whose blood itself contains harmful substances. “There are all kinds of prey.”

“Uh… So you’re saying that the fangs act as a filter, filtering out and neutralizing harmful substances in the prey’s blood?”

“yes. That’s quick to understand. Thanks to this, vampire fang powder is called the best antidote. “This may be a fact that humans are not aware of.”

“I see.”

“Then, as you requested, I taught you how to neutralize my appendix, so is the compensation for the damage to the garden caused by my fart…or my carelessness, complete?”

“Yes, well, that’s right.”

Rachiel answered hesitantly. I thought to myself, “Oops.” That’s because I had no idea that such a rare material would be needed to alleviate the weakness of the dragon’s appendix.

‘ha. ruined.’

I’d rather ask for so treasure.

He searched for mories in the midst of a surge of embarrassnt. The Demon Sword Emperor is the novel that this world is based on. Was there an episode in which a vampire appeared?

There was none.

There was nothing at all.

The vampire’s snake character has never been released.

So…

‘I don’t think I’ll ever see a vampire here. ‘How do they get their fangs?’

I was completely at a loss.

I obtained a dragon appendix that could have been a great elixir, but I could hardly see any way to put it to good use.

‘Tsk. what a waste. My stomach… It hurts…’

If last night’s dragon had a stomachache due to the aftereffects of the colonoscopy, now I felt like my lower abdon was aching from the longing that I couldn’t swallow the delicious reward.

So close.

It was so sad.

That feeling lasted for several days.

Thanks to you, I even heard these thoughts.

How about opening a new dental clinic in the annex oriental dicine clinic? Then, wouldn’t vampires who are very interested in dental health co to visit on their own? Then, I wonder if they could pull out a few slightly rotten fangs and collect(?) them under the pretext of treatnt.