The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 413

Episode 413 Retribution (2)

“How dare you!”

The whip flew. Containing feelings of anger that rose up without me even knowing. The air was torn apart by merciless hands.

And then he hit the old woman on the cheek.

Sigh-!

‘I never thought you would dare to climb up to my authority like this.’

The Deputy Director gave an angry look. An old woman cringing after being slapped. Still, I knew how to keep the minimum line. No matter how precious my son was, I had no idea that he would undermine his authority by clinging to his sleeves like this in front of everyone.

Is it because they have been treating believers too leniently?

‘From now on, we should make it so that you can’t even dream of something like this.’

The vice-renal director took a steadying breath and gripped the handle of the whip even more tightly.

♣

Craddangtang!

The slender forearm hit the floor violently. Drops of blood flew dotted patterns on my forehead.

Cavalry officer Müller’s mother looked at him with unfocused eyes. And I thought blankly.

Ah, I’ve just been hit hard by something.

When I think about it, yesterday was a really strange day. I felt particularly anxious all evening. The meal didn’t go well. The milk I brought after so long was spoiled and even the eggs were rotten.

It was the worst evening. When I think about it, the dream spot was extremely fierce. My son, who was recuperating in a prayer center, appeared in my dream. It was a terrible sight, with all the limbs cut off and drowning in a pool of blood. Mom, please take me out. Did you wake up with a sigh of relief at the sight of your son crying and crying?

So I prayed all morning. I prayed to God for my son’s recovery. Although he is currently receiving treatment from an unbeliever, he earnestly pleaded that he would offer a separate prayer of apology and reflection after his son was completely healed.

Have you been praying for that long? I stopped praying only when the morning sun rose and the noise of people filled the streets near my house. It was strange. What kind of fuss is this? People full of people on the street. A procession leading to the square.

It was only after arriving at the square with everyone that I realized the situation. The stake being prepared. Even the images of hanging women. As soon as I saw it, I felt like the nightmare from the previous night was coming back with a creepy feeling.

how.

How did this happen?

“… will bow its head in repentance!”

A loud cry pounding in my ears. The sound awakened the old woman’s thoughts. She slowly looked up. It was finally visible. A priest looking down at himself. The whip he is waving. Drops of blood splashing from the tip of the whip. People in pure white robes standing beyond.

Priests.

The most respected people and those whose words themselves are the law. okay. I see I have just been hit by the priest’s whip.

It hurt. It was painful. I was scared. I honestly didn’t understand why this had to happen.

‘Because my son… is being treated by an unbeliever? By appealing to them to turn a blind eye to that for just a moment?’

That was all the reason I could think of.

Treatment of non-believers.

Of course, I knew it wasn’t right. I also knew that I needed to pray for forgiveness and raise donations. In fact, they had already prepared money to donate.

But what about whipping?

You’re pointing fingers.

‘Well…’

Was it such a mistake to appeal for my son’s health? I hope my son gets proper treatment. I earnestly pleaded with the priest for such feelings.

Was it wrong enough to warrant being whipped one after another?

“Repent! You dirty soul! Repent! Bow down! Admit your sin! “Show your soul steeped in darkness before the light!”

The assistant director raised his whip.

The old woman curled up her whole body.

Looking at that scene, Rakiel felt his blood rush.

Ding dong!

[Your five organs and six organs are agitated by your rapid emotional change.]

[The heart raises the RPM to full accelerator.]

[The lungs exhale violently.]

[The large intestine tightens its sphincter.]

[The stomach is tight . He gives up his share of blood to the muscles.]

[The kidneys urgently lower their uric acid filtering function.] [The spleen asks

why everyone is doing this and grabs his sleeve to stop him.]

[The bladder gets even more upset because the spleen is drying up and tells me to let it go. I cast to tell you to let go.]

[Ojangyukbu sponsors 100 HP in the hope of one-shot cider drinking.]

[Current HP: 26800]

“….”

This is not it.

I just can’t do it.

No matter how much you are a priest, how important your doctrine is, and how much you want to protect your authority, this is really not good.

Rakiel stretched out his hand.

Sigh-!

The heat of the whip hitting my wrist.

Feeling that sensation, Rachiel straightened her back. In fact, it was so painful that my skin instantly became red and swollen. So, paradoxically, my blood became hotter.

‘Did you whip the old man like this on his face?’

This is strange.

Something is wrong.

Even the adrenal enema that whips you. There are also citizens who just look at the deputy director. It seems like a lie. Laughter comes out. So I want to deny that this is not the case. I couldn’t bear it. Because it is a scene that actually unfolds before your eyes.

I don’t know.

really.

I am.

“dare! In the body of an unbeliever! To despise those who practice the name of God! It is a blasphemy against the Holy Spirit of God, said the Prophet! Reduce the stains on your soul by treating it with a proper beating! It is fitting that He Himself take off the skin and take away our sins!”

The Vice Minister pulled the whip.

Rakiel also pulled his wrist.

The whip around my wrist became taut. The assistant director’s expression hardened. Rakiel’s eyes became much colder.

“So you’re going to skin me? me? “Alive?”

“Oh! it…!”

“….”

The Vice Minister is trying hard to remove the whip that was caught by this person. Raquiel thought as he looked at that.

‘Should I just smash it out?’

I thought so, I wanted to do that.

I wanted to destroy everything, regardless of whether it was a priest or not. I wanted to set an example for those who cross the line towards others by talking about the holiness of God.

But…

‘If we do that, the operation will be ruined when the tabernacle is removed after a while.’

The real enemy is outside the walls. The Bone Dragon, which emits tremendously powerful radiation, is waiting for the tabernacle to be removed. He is much more important and dangerous.

But what if the relationship with the priest becomes openly hostile? Everything will come to an end. No matter what anyone says, Harmion is a religious country. This is a country where the minister is the king. But will the citizens follow this side that is openly hostile to the priests? Would you please obediently follow our command of the operation?

‘no. Probably not.’

Then the operation will fail. Not only could the city be destroyed, but you and your party could also be in danger. I don’t like that. So let’s be patient for now. With reason rather than hasty emotions. Let’s get rid of the idea that only cider is right. A little more rationally. Let us look wisely toward greater benefits.

… was the moment when Rachiel promised to herself.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a small rock flew out of nowhere. And then he tapped the deputy director’s shoulder, not this one.

“What?”

The Vice Minister, who had suddenly been hit with a stone, shrugged his shoulders. Rachiel looked towards the direction from which the sling came. A young man was glaring at me with his eyes wide open. It looked like he had thrown a stone.

‘Are you sure you’re trying to hit me?’

Did the assistant kidney director get hit because of the beep?

The answer soon emerged.

Whiik whiik!

Soon, stones were flying from all directions. However, most of the stones… were aimed at the vice priest and the remaining priests.

“What? Huh? “What…!”

“What is this?”

There were no stones that big. They were not priests who would be seriously injured by minor stone slings. But everyone was very confused and looked around at the citizens. As if they never imagined that citizens would dare throw stones at them.

“dare! “Such profanity!”

Director Busin, who was trying to retrieve the whip, shouted at the citizens. But none of the citizens responded. There was no shouting or cries of protest.

Everyone was still quiet. They just silently pick up nearby stones and throw them at the priests. They were just expressing their opinions clearly.

‘omg.’

Rachiel was also surprised to see that. I had no idea that citizens would treat priests like this.

At the same time, on the other hand, I was able to realize it.

‘People here are angry about the priest who just hit the old woman.’

Anyone could see that it was an act that crossed the line. Thanks to this, regardless of whether the opponent is a priest or something, the lid has been opened for the people here as well.

Moreover, if you think about it, the cavalrymen lying in the prayer center are also citizens of this place, someone’s son, brother, lover, father, and neighbor. On the other hand, he may be a hero who was injured while fighting valiantly to save the city.

So….

‘Does this mean that public opinion is on my side now?’

It is certainly.

There are also images of citizens slinging stones one after another. There are also images of people running to the stake and freeing bound women.

Then there is only one answer.

‘So there’s no need to endure this?’

…smirk.

The moment of conclusion.

Rakiel pulled his wrist. Even the Mana Circle was mobilized. The Vice Minister, who was playing a tug-of-war with this side, was unable to withstand the force and was thrown forward.

“How much?”

The adrenal enema missed the whip. I held onto the whip as if snatching it out of the air. I saw the Administrative Director losing his balance and staggering towards this direction. Embarrassed face. Even the expression on his face that he still doesn’t know what’s wrong.

I extended my other hand towards him.

Wow!

Caught.

Thanks to this, the deputy director who did not fall looked belatedly relieved. Then I looked up this way. Our eyes met. Startle. I could see him looking surprised. He also looked a little worried. You might be confused as to whether you should be angry or thank him for catching you when you were about to fall.

“Uh… uh…”

I admired the sight of the assistant director stuttering in confusion for just a moment. In the meantime, the deputy director seemed to realize what kind of situation he was in now. The worry slowly disappeared from his face. Instead, what filled the void was anger.

“What is this! How dare a priest…!”

dare?

now?

How dare you treat me?

Then I’ll have to let you know clearly.

Actually, right now. Because you don’t dare use the word. In all aspects, whether situational or social status.

therefore.

“For this body that spreads the word of God, this is unbelievably unreasonable!”

The deputy kidney director shouts while spitting. It was the moment when he was trying to condemn Rachiel, using the name and authority of God.

“dare!”

Rachiel’s stern shout cut off the deputy director’s words.

and.

Sigh-!

The whip of the crown prince, who did not believe in religion or anything else, hit the Vice Minister’s face with full swing as if he was going to put on a dismantling show by smashing Lego toys.