The Extra Wants To Live

Carl knows a way to cure his illness. But he couldn't put it into action right away.

If Carl, who has been confined to his room his entire life, suddenly stands up and suddenly says, 'I know a cure for a disease that even the world's most skilled imperial doctors could not treat!', the situation will certainly become even more complicated than it is now.

"Milton, is there really no cure?"

Carl asked Milton, the imperial physician who was assigned to keep close contact with him.

Milton was an older man with greyish-brown hair tied back, and he was a quiet man of few words, so Lilly did not have much conversation with him.

"As far as I know, none."

Milton speaks bluntly.

Lilly was half out of her mind when she heard those words as if she were a prisoner whose execution had been postponed just one day, and Carl was in no position to pay attention to Lilly and Milton as he was contemplating how to overcome this difficulty.

'Think about it, Carl…No, think about it!'

Carl pondered over the contents of 'The Cold-Blooded Emperor Rules' that Lucas had read.

However, unfortunately, Lucas did not carefully check all the detailed settings and foreshadowing of the novel he read to kill time, so no brilliant ideas came to mind.

"… … ."

Milton watched in silence as Carl chewed his lips with a pale face and tried to figure out a way to survive.

His dark brown eyes lowered and he stared at the dishevelled blanket.

"…If you're looking for something, why not try using the Imperial Library?"

As Milton spoke softly, Carl raised his head.

He moved so quickly that he bit his lip so hard that he tasted fishy blood in his mouth.

"Can I go in there?"

As Carl's voice rises, Lilly also comes to her senses and looks earnestly at Milton.

"Unless it is a book banned by His Majesty's order, there is no reason why Master Carl cannot access it."

Carl felt like she had been hit on the head.

'Oh yeah! I was a prince now!'

Anyway, Carl is the 4th prince of the Morgan Empire. There is no reason why he cannot enter the Imperial Library

'I said there was nothing in the imperial library! Yes, I remembered. Adrian also remembered what he saw in the imperial library and asked for medicine!'

Carl suddenly felt hope pouring into him.

"I'm leaving right now!".

Carl hastily pulls up the blanket and tries to get up.

But there was one thing he failed to consider.

Carl, that is, before Lucas Voss enters this novel, was a sickly and thin boy who had not left this small room for 16 years.

"Master Carl!"

When Carl fell while getting up from the bed with his weak arms, a frightened Lilly hurriedly helped him up.

In the past, Carl had never walked without someone's help. When he was little, Lilly carried him around as if she were holding his, and after Carl grew up, he struggled to walk a few steps even with Lilly supporting him, before collapsing from exhaustion.

"Gwae, it's okay."

Carl struggled to get up with Lilly's support, then stood up without stopping, sticking his legs out of the bed.

His legs are shaking.

"Milton, can't I go into the library with Master Carl?"

Lilly speaks in an earnest voice.

"It's not possible. Servants aren't allowed to enter the Imperial Library."

However, Milton did not blink and resolutely crushed Lilly's hopes.

"It's fine, I can walk alone."

Carl said that and pushed Lilly's hand Carl while gritting his teeth.

However, the moment Lilly's hand fell, he stumbled greatly and almost fell. It goes without saying that there are no thigh or calf muscles, and there are no muscles to support the joints.

"Master Carl!"

Lilly screamed and tried to help Carl, but Carl raised his hand and refused his help.

Fortunately, Carl was able to stand and walk on his own legs.

It was possible because of the memories of not Carl, who had given up for 16 years, but Lucas, who had been walking and running on his own legs for decades and thought that he could at least walk.

"…Oh my god..."

Surprisingly, the person who muttered that was not Lily but Milton. Lilly was so moved that she covered her mouth tightly and let her tears flow.

"It's okay. I can walk..."

Carl gritted his teeth and walked unsteadily. It feels like his ankle will bend and break just from that.

Of course, he won't be able to walk very far. Carl also knows.

'But if I'm going to sit here and wait for death, I'll move even if my limbs are crushed.'

"… … ."

Milton slowly closed his eyes as he saw Carl walking toward the door, trembling like a newborn baby deer.

And after taking a deep breath, he helped Carl, who was leaning against it and shivering because she couldn't even open the door handle and opened the door.

"ah… ."

"Only servants aren't allowed to enter the Imperial Library but I can go into the library."

"Oh, that…Thank you."

"Please feel free to speak."

Milton just helped Carl and left the room.

There was no time for Lilly to say anything.

Milton walked silently while supporting Carl.

He knew that he could lightly lift and carry Carl, who was extremely small and thin for his age, and that he would be able to move much faster, but he never provided any help beyond a helping hand.

He just had Carl walk on his legs.

"Huh, huh, huh… ."

After Carl stops short, panting, Milton also stops and waits silently.

Milton didn't even know why he helped Carl.

Whether it was talking about the imperial library or helping him when he didn't need to.

Maybe it's just out of pity.

In any case, Carl will die soon, so it wouldn't be bad for Milton himself to feel self-satisfied.

Regardless, Carl's only thought was survival. He literally doesn't care about Lilly or Milton.

'How can I pretend to have obtained information naturally?'

With only that thought, Carl forgot the pain and silently walked, supported by Milton...