The Crown Prince That Sells dicine Chapter 520
Episode 520 Sending out a revelation (1)
What the fuck.
‘Is this…a revelation?’
Rachiel forgot to dream and forgot what to say. Even deep suspicions that it might be plagiarism arose. So that’s…
‘That’s it. A chain letter for bad luck!’
This letter originates from England and is just like blah blah blah.
Rachiel held the ridiculous head evaporating in real ti and let out a sigh. anwhile, the archangel’s revelation(?) continued and beca even more spectacular.
[…and this revelation must never be ignored. Everyone who hears this voice must do their best to help Raquiel Adria Magentano, Crown Prince of the Magentano Imperial House of the Human Empire, in his struggle to save the world from the hand of the Demon King. He is the hidden hero of the century, the ssenger of God who will save this world, and the shield of the tis who will prevent the disaster of destruction. Not helping him would be the ugliest sin, anyone who opposed him would be criticized by everyone, and anyone who stood in his way would beco a sinner of history. There are 7 people. Be sure to pass on the contents of this revelation to your seven neighbors.]
‘What is this…’
[Seven people. I need to tell this to seven people. Those who practice it will be blessed with good luck. You will win the lottery. You will pick up coins along the way. You opened a bag of ran and seven pieces of kelp were waiting for you. No matter where you go, there’s bound to be a parking spot for you. If you’re waiting at a restaurant, everyone in front of you will cancel because they’re busy. If you fall backwards, you will sprain your back and be hospitalized, and then you will et the ideal female/male nurse of all ti. If you fall, you will get up with your hands and B-boying, and then you will beco a celebrity and receive offers to model for advertisents. Even if you get into a car accident, you will be in perfect condition without any damage thanks to God’s blessings thanks to the 100-layer embossing of the bubble wrap. If you go to the beach, you will be the first to pick up the fossil of an unidentified paleoanimal from the era of trilobite samba dancing, and it will be considered the discovery of the century, bringing you wealth and fa. So don’t forget. Please be sure to rember and keep the contents of this revelation. Good luck to you. Then adios!]
‘….’
It’s like a double body until the end.
Even though it was in a dream, Rakiel let out a sigh without realizing it. Because it’s pathetic. Because my eyes are blurry. And I beca vain.
‘…Still, I believed him when he said he was an archangel!’
It doesn’t seem like much.
I had no idea that an archangel would do this.
Before I felt disappointed, I felt even more miserable about myself.
‘As expected, there is no one in the world I can trust.’
The other person is an archangel.
Or that he had a high status.
You should not have unconditional faith that it will help you. Then, it’s just the right thing to do and end up in the abyss of your life. So, you need to live your life prepared and prepared for the thought that that bastard could hit you in the back at any ti.
That way, even if you fail, you won’t fail completely but only roughly. That way, you can make up for your losses and asure your recovery.
And I think now is the mont when that kind of mindset is needed.
‘Ugh. ‘My arms are like this.’
Rakiel shook off his disappointnt with a third sigh. Although I had high hopes for the archangel, I had no intention of relying solely on that man. Because help is just help. Although help can feed you, it is up to you to chew and swallow.
‘Then what should I do now?’
Rachiel fell into a deliberation loop.
What if the archangel provided proper help?
It would have been possible to receive support from many people. It would have been easier to find a way to treat Damien’s lung cancer.
But now that has disappeared.
I was in a situation where I had to contact them one by one to request support.
‘Then is there anything else? I need to get back in touch. We need to explain the situation well and gather people and funds. In that case… the emperor will be the first.’
Emperor.
A man who is strict about everything.
When I thought of him, the sigh I had been suppressing ca out again. I was already feeling tired as I thought about transparently revealing, explaining, and convincing the Emperor about Damian.
But I wasn’t afraid.
‘The emperor seems to already know a lot about Damian.’
In fact, it’s been like that since Damian developed diabetes. No, maybe it was even before that. The emperor’s eyes and ears seem to be much wider and brighter than we thought. So, it may be surprisingly easy to reveal the relationship between Damian and the Demon King.
‘When I think about it… I feel a little relieved.’
So don’t worry too much in advance.
Let’s focus on sleep for now.
Rachiel in her dream repeated to herself. And then I turned my head. A dreamy sea entirely colored with gold. When I saw that, I suddenly rembered the last family trip I went on. Middle school days. Ganghwa Island. Dongmak Beach. A searingly red sunset. It was a ti when my father was alive and healthy.
‘….’
Why does that day co to mind now? I don’t know. Why does the tip of my nose suddenly twitch like this? Are you having tears in your eyes? Maybe it’s because it’s a dream, because it’s a world where there’s no sense of direction, and that’s why it’s like this. So it’s okay. This can be done here. Because it’s in my dream.
So….
♣
“…Zeueoeonhaa!”
A sound that suddenly shakes my ears.
No, it was a cry that seed to pull my eardrums for about a ter and then let them go.
Thanks to this, it makes the sleeping person jump up…
“…Grung!”
Rachiel was shocked.
I was so surprised. I was so cold that I wondered when I had ever woken up like this. I opened my eyes and raised my upper body as if I was going to do a handspring.
And then he looked back at the person who woke him up with a deep and profound roar(?).
“….”
As expected, Sir Gardin was there. Stay close to this side of the bed. I couldn’t even change my pajamas. Even the eyelids are still attached(?). Lord Gardin is looking at us with his unique expression and eyes.
“Lord Gardin?”
“Yes zueoanhaa!”
“Are you feeling energetic this morning?”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
“uh. “Have I ever specifically instructed you to wake up like this in the morning?”
“No, your highness.”
“okay. As Sir Gardin lived, life must have suddenly beco boring. Right?”
“That’s not true, Your Majesty.”
“Lord Gardin?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Write it. “There is no way our Lord Gardin would do this to .”
“Do you think I am soone else?”
“To be honest, that’s about it?”
“If you want to confirm, you can do so as much as you want, Your Highness.”
“Okay. Well then, a short quiz. Thomas’ father, who lived in the city of Hwangdo, worked as many as six days a week, but took Thomas on a picnic to the fields every weekend, and every sumr and winter vacation, he packed his camping gear and climbed the mountains with his son to experience the beauty of nature. “My son Thomas was always happy because he thought it was normal, and what did Thomas’ father think when he looked at his son’s happy face even though he was feeling so tired that his whole body was about to collapse?”
“I think I thought my whole body was going to be crushed.”
“why?”
“The joy of the mind and the fatigue of the body must be clearly distinguished. Especially if overwork continues for a long ti, it is not good for your health. “If I were Thomas’ father’s doctor, I would have discouraged him from traveling too much during the holiday season.”
“yes?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Write it. “If you look at your answer like this, it’s true that it’s our Lord Gardin.”
Rachiel shook her head and straightened her disheveled pajamas. And suddenly I rembered the dream I had just a little while ago. It was practically a parade of bullshit containing the archangel’s ‘revelation’.
“So, Sir Gardin?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“Why did you wake up by screaming?”
“I have a story I really want to tell you, Your Highness.”
“Is there sothing you want to tell ?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“what is that?”
What on earth?
Why did Lord Gardin, without even changing out of his pajamas or even removing the mucus from his eyes, co running in like this and yell at to wake up?
I was genuinely curious.
I really hope it’s not because of a revelation that’s close to a dream…
… The mont I thought that, Sir Gardin spoke.
“I had a dream, Your Majesty.”
“huh?”
“It was a very strange dream, Your Majesty.”
“dream? which?”
no way?
I wondered if it was possible.
Sir Gardin’s face is slightly flushed as he says he had a dream. So I couldn’t believe it even more. Oh no way. How could anyone make such a fuss about a revelation that could not even be called bullshit…
“I received a revelation from the archangel, Your Majesty.”
“….”
there is.
It seems like there is no reason to make a fuss.
“So what did you say? I asked you to help your highness. “He told to do my best to help His Highness, who is struggling to save the world with all my heart.”
“….”
“And I told you to be sure to spread this teaching to the seven people around you, Your Majesty.”
“….”
“So I broke my sha and woke up His Highness.”
“? why?”
“Because I wanted to spread the contents of the revelation to Your Majesty first.”
“….”
“Now we have done it. Oh, there are still six people left… Your Highness? “Can you excuse for a mont?”
“uh? Uh…”
“Lord Cayenne?”
Lord Gardin turned his head with a proud look on his face. Damien was there with a half-awake look on his face. It seems that the one who stayed in the palace of the King of Hell followed the archangel’s hand and returned to the villa together. And while I was forced to take a nap(?), I guess I had a dream of revelation.
Lord Gardin spoke seriously to Damian.
“Does the Lord know? “I tell you that Your Majesty is working alone to save the world!”
“Oh yeah….”
“Tsk tsk! What if the Lord, who stays by your side all day, doesn’t know that? From now on, please pay more attention to Your Majesty. And let help you more diligently. Do you understand?”
“Oh yes….”
“Okay, what is that aningless answer? Tsk tsk!”
“….”
“Whoa, there are now five left, Your Highness.”
“….”
“majesty?”
“huh.”
“Why didn’t you say anything a while ago?”
“Ah. “I don’t know what to say.”
Rachiel expressed her honest feelings(?).
To be honest, I don’t know whether to laugh or find it absurd. Lord Gardin so faithfully believed in a revelation that, even in his opinion, was full of bullshit. In a way, I have to say it’s a bit touching.
‘Perhaps he believes it because he is Sir Gardin.’
Sir Gardin is always faithful.
Sir Gardin was always faithful.
I felt grateful again for his heart. But on the other hand, I sighed.
‘And… because he’s Lord Gardin, he probably believes that.’
What about other people in the world?
Probably not like Sir Gardin.
Most people would just say that they had a strange dream and dismiss it as just a dream. The group sending of the archangel’s revelation text ssage (?), which was pursued after much effort, will be left as a failed attempt.
It was a ti when I thought bitterly:
“Your Majesty!”
Out of nowhere, the hallway suddenly beca noisy. And the palace chamberlain shouted in an urgent voice, perhaps for the first and last ti in his life, ‘open the crown prince’s bedroom door without knocking.’
“His Majesty Emperor Hua said that he had a strange and sacred dream, and he is coming to the villa to et him… no, he ca up to the second floor of the villa… no, there! He is running around the corner of the hallway!”
Doo doo doo doo!
The sound of soone running grows rapidly along with the chamberlain’s words.
Is this a true story?
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