The Crown Prince That Sells dicine Chapter 330
Episode 330 Powerful reinforcents (2)
Dragon.
The strongest creature on earth, said to most resemble God. No one knows their origins. So say it is a jewel carved by God when he created the world, while others say it is a mistake born of great providence.
‘okay. It’s a mistake. ‘Is it possible for such a crazy cheat race to exist in the world?’
Rakiel sighed and raised his head.
There was a hill in front of him. No, there was a dragon lying down like a hill. When I saw it up close, it was really big. It seems to be bigger than the oriental dical clinic comrcial building I was in. However, with such a large person snoring and exhaling, the reality before my eyes felt unreal.
But now is not the ti for such sentints to be important.
“Mr. Portis?”
Rachiel recalled the purpose of her visit and called out the dragon’s na. When he called his na, the dragon that had undergone colonoscopy and appendectomy finally did not turn into a flower but started tossing and turning.
“Krrrraaaa… Fyuyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…!”
Coo thump!
The ground shakes like an earthquake even if you only slightly shake your body!
Rakiel sighed deeply.
“Mr. Portis? I understand that you are sleeping soundly because you are recovering from surgery. “Please open your eyes for a mont.”
I raised my voice higher than before.
But there was no reaction.
The giant armored dragon was busy enjoying the dream world of synchronized swimming without even squinting its eyes.
“Tsk.”
This is going to be difficult.
A deep furrow appeared between Rachiel’s eyebrows.
‘It’s difficult. Don’t be in trouble.’
He suddenly rembered what happened 30 minutes ago. Also, the proposal from Vampire Lord Hildert that I heard at that ti.
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“That’s right. “Instead of my being unable to help, I would like to introduce you to a being who is much more omnipotent than and who will be much more helpful than in this matter.”
“Yeah? “Is there such a thing?”
“of course.”
“Who is it?”
How great is this being that soone as high as a Vampire Lord would say sothing like that? It was amazing. On the one hand, I was curious.
The answer that soon ca out of Lord Hildert’s mouth was…
“Dragon King Berkis.”
“yes?”
“Is this your first ti hearing this?”
“no. “It’s not the first ti.”
I shook my head, trying to rember. Dragon King Berkis. I’ve heard of it. When was it? okay. The first ti Portis, a carapace dragon suffering from appendicitis, ca for treatnt. It was briefly ntioned at the ti.
‘And…’
I rummaged through my arms.
I took out a familiar object.
“This magic weapon I carry around with is a fountain pen. “They say this is an artifact created by Dragon King Berkis’ younger sister.”
“iced coffee. “Kkotbun… no, you an Miss Flores.”
“Are you a flower?”
“That’s just a nickna, forget it. Anyway, it will be easier to explain since you know the existence of the Dragon King. He literally rules over and coordinates all the dragons in the world. Well, I don’t actually do all the complex tuning myself.”
“sure?”
“You could say that his re presence prevents other dragons from behaving carelessly. Thanks to this, humans have not been attacked by dragons for at least a thousand years.”
“That is such a great thing. “But Lord?”
“If you have any questions, please ask.”
“yes. Lord just said that he would introduce the Dragon King Berkis to treat Damian. So there is so concern.”
“Don’t worry. “What part?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to go to see him and die instead?”
“why?”
“I once had another dragon who ca to for dical attention. It’s called Fortis, the armored dragon. That dragon said that. “I almost died when I went to the Dragon King Berkis to ask for treatnt.”
“Oh, that?”
Lord Hildert chuckled.
“I just went there without a recomndation. “I think that’s why I almost died.”
“…A letter of recomndation?”
“Hmm.”
Rod nodded.
“Dragon King Berkis is a very powerful yet extrely quiet being. Very quiet. It’s natural. Because I always sleep. I don’t even wake up, open my eyes, or even lift a finger because I’m too lazy, so I just lie down all the ti. “One year, 10 years.”
“….”
Isn’t that the unemployed person in the corner of the room?
I couldn’t bear to ask such a question. anwhile, Rod Hildert’s explanation continued.
“That’s why. He absolutely hates anyone who bothers him. Of course, I also dislike people who co to without permission and ask for help.”
“But will it be any better if I have a letter of recomndation?”
“yes. “It’s good that you understand quickly.”
“So you’re saying the Lord would like to write a letter of recomndation?”
“No. “I can’t do that.”
“…yes?”
“Instead, it appears that there is soone in the garden here who will write you a letter of recomndation.”
“no way.”
“Did you notice?”
“yes. Fortis, the armored dinosaur. Is that correct?”
“also. “This is why I feel comfortable talking to you.”
Rod smiled contentedly.
“Only letters of recomndation written by dragons are effective for the Dragon King. The rest is trash. By the way, you helped the dragon by healing it, and the dragon is still taking care of itself in the villa garden. “Is there any better condition for receiving a letter of recomndation?”
It was thanks to the advice I received…
I went straight out to the garden. Portis, the armored dragon, hurried across to the area where he was taking care of himself. So now I was raising my voice to get a letter of recomndation from the armored dragon.
“Fortis niim-! “Open your eyes!”
“…Grumbling.”
“hey! Portis!”
“Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu….”
“Fire!”
“Drurr purr….”
“….”
I scread with all my might, but there was no response. Still sleeping soundly and soundly. Are all dragons like this? Or did they all respect the Dragon King and look like him?
I couldn’t figure it out.
However, what was certain was that if this sleeping tank could not wake up the armored dragon, the situation could beco serious.
‘I have to wake up this turtle dragon to receive a letter of recomndation, get help from Dragon King Berkis, cure Damian’s type 1 diabetes, and stop the descent of the Demon King!’
…It seems like sothing is getting really grandiose, but whatever.
‘I can’t do this.’
Just yelling won’t work. Shall I hit you? But you won’t feel anything from the trivial punches and kicks of humans. Just as no human being wakes up from a deep sleep when a tick hits it with its antennae.
‘What do we do?’
I thought about it for a mont.
The thod ca to mind without difficulty.
‘okay. Baek Kyung, an acquaintance of my friend. An experience he had when he was hospitalized after undergoing surgery to remove his gallbladder.’
I rembered a story a friend once told as a joke. My friend’s acquaintance, novelist Baek Kyung, said that they were originally owls. It was said that it was a habit to stay up every night and wake up late in the morning.
But that changed completely when I was hospitalized. how? Thanks to the nurses who, without fail, woke up from my sweet sleep at 5:30 every morning.
‘I was sleeping soundly and suddenly my forearm started to tingle. I was startled when I woke up to find that a syringe the size of a tooth was stuck in my forearm and blood was being drawn out.’
Have blood drawn every morning.
Or give another injection.
Anyway, he said that after suffering like that for a few days, he lost his sleep in the morning. Thanks to this, I was able to completely transform myself into a morning person.
‘I guess I should try using that.’
Rachiel turned on acupoint scanning. The huge body of the armored dragon was scanned in its entirety. As expected, looking at it again and again, it was an incredibly strong body. I once again understood the hardships of not being able to perform appendicitis surgery on my own because I could not injure the wound.
‘I can’t do acupuncture by pricking with thorns. Because it’s so hard. But… can you stand the heat?’
no.
That’s a separate sensation.
After gaining confidence, Rakiel moved. I approached the right front paw of the armored dragon. Third finger of the front foot. There was a Qi and acupuncture point there that, in terms of humans, corresponds to the central congestion of the hand and heart circumcision.
And as a result of scanning acupuncture points, it was shown that the dragon’s central congestion plays almost the sa role as that of humans.
‘Good.’ ‘It’s perfect for waking up.’
Rakiel took out a fountain pen.
And took aim.
The tip of the dragon’s third finger. That is, between fingernails and soft skin. No, to be more precise, if a thorn pricks the bottom of your fingernail, it hurts so much that even your mom, dad, and ancestors co to you. The very spot that is even used for torture!
I put a fountain pen to my bloodshot eyes. A slightly adjusted amount of mana was added. Then the fountain pen responded.
…Bubbling! Cheeeeeek!
Red ink ford on the pen tip. I could feel the heat almost rivaling that of lava. I quickly moved the fountain pen to avoid getting burned. I dabbed lava-grade ink and applied it to Portis’ severe bloodshot eyes. As soon as I put it on, I backed away even more quickly.
And waited.
One, two, three.
Finally.
“…Atteuhui thin↗”
The armored dragon woke up, clutching his hand and sobbing.
okay. It must be hot. It will feel tingly and you will co to your senses. In the first place, central congestion is the perfect place to wake up from drowsiness. But isn’t that effect actually an effect that cos from being so fucking painful?
“Kwaaaaaaah! Phew! “Whoa!”
A back-armored dragon that had been sleeping soundly when an accident occurred(?) urgently blew on its fingers. Only then did the stinging go away a little? Or was it a belated anger?
“Who are you!” dare!”
Portis roared in anger.
My eardrums almost burst.
But I endured it.
Instead, he responded calmly.
“Is it you, Fortis?”
“…Huh?”
“Anciently, it is said in Donguibogam, ‘Jaesujungjijidangeojogabyeogyeophamjung (在手中指之端去爪甲如韭葉陷中) Sugwaleummaekji resusaengwijeong (手厥陰脉之所生爲井),’ which is the end of the middle finger. It is said that the central congestive acupuncture point located in becos the jeonghyeol (井穴), where the Sugyeumsimporia ridian vein is born. This ans that it is a very important blood vessel.”
“….”
“So we took appropriate action there. “For Portis’ sake.”
“For ? “What did you just do?”
“It’s not action, it’s moxibustion.”
“Not torture…?”
“It’s moxibustion.”
“….”
“Originally, the rule from the Emperor’s Internal Classics is to apply the needle to a depth of one penny and hold it there for three breaths, but Portis’ outer shell is so hard. “I just couldn’t put the thorn in.”
“….”
“So, I had to use moxibustion instead of acupuncture. “Was it really hot?”
“That…”
“As expected. It probably wasn’t that hot. “Because you are Fortis, the armored dragon who is stronger than any other dragon in the world.”
“uh? “That’s right.”
“indeed! “You are great.”
“….”
what.
The human prince.
What are you trying to do?
Portis looked down at Rachiel with suspicious eyes.
“Over there. Is there sothing you want from ? “Is that why you woke up?”
“yep.”
“To the point of being shaless.”
“I’m Portis’ doctor and benefactor, right?”
“…So what do you want?”
“Please write a letter of recomndation.”
“A letter of recomndation?”
“yep.”
Rakiel spoke quickly without even breathing.
“For so reason, I would like to visit the residence of Dragon King Berkis. So, I would like to ask Portis for a letter of recomndation.”
“That was the purpose in the end…”
“I am the benefactor, right? “Hehehe.”
“Hehehe.”
If it weren’t for the benefactor, I would just… Slap this person.
But Portis did not get angry. Instead, I obediently listened to Rakiel’s request. He lifted his huge paw. I wrote words engraved with mana in the air. And then I sent it to Rachiel.
…Paaaat.
The letter of recomndation engraved with mana seeped into Rachiel’s heart.
“This is the letter of recomndation I was looking for. “Well, just because he has that doesn’t an he’s soone you can easily et.”
“You an Dragon King Berkis?”
“Maybe we can et. You won’t die. But what cos next is the problem.”
“What if what cos next is the problem…?”
“You will have to see it for yourself to know. “There’s no use trying to explain it now.”
Portis chuckled.
It’s true.
Dragon King Berkis is that kind of being.
“Then, if the business is over, I will leave. “I’m thinking about going back to sleep.”
“yes. That’s right. thanked.”
“Well, from now on, unless it’s necessary dical treatnt, please don’t wake up.”
“Oh my gosh, is there any question?”
A business smile blooms across Rakiel’s face!
I finally obtained a letter of recomndation from the dragon. With this, preparations to et Dragon King Berkis are completed.
‘Then let’s hurry now.’
Rachiel walked quickly back to the main building of the villa. Treating type 1 diabetes is a race against ti. You can’t waste even a mont. So, they used sowhat drastic thods to awaken the armored dragon.
So now I have to go straight to Damien’s hospital room. I have to set off to et the Dragon King with the Vampire Lord who will be there. Report to the emperor? You can do that after you return.
“Damian let’s go!”
I opened the hospital room door with curiosity.
And then I ran into an unexpected person.
“How did the crown prince wander off alone at this late hour, abandoning his capable and precious bodyguard who was lying in a sick bed, and only now co back?”
“…yes?”
Here is Damian’s hospital room.
The emperor, who I thought would most likely never co here, gave an incomprehensible look.
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