The Extra Prince Sets Out To Conquer The World

The pink-haired girl Arisa hit the arm of Nivel, who was concentrating on picking out the desserts on display, and shouted vivaciously.

“Nivel! Nivel! Look over there! Huh? I said look over there!”

At Arisa’s fuss, Nivel openly showed annoyance and glared at Arisa.

“I’m busy right now. I’m standing at a critical moment in my life where I have to choose whether to have the raspberry tart or blueberry tart for today’s snack.”

She pondered seriously as if the fate of the world depended on what she ate.

She had already been standing in front of the counter for about 20 minutes, agonizing.

Seeing Nivel like that, Arisa kicked Nivel’s side.

“If you can’t decide, just eat both! You idiot!”

Instead of getting angry at being kicked, Nivel was astonished by Arisa’s words, as if she had made the discovery of the century.

“There was such a great method! As expected of Arisa! Although you’re usually going crazy like a bitch in heat, thanks to that, you can have this change in perspective!”

“Nyahahaha! I did something great! Praise me, you commoner!”

Arisa, who was laughing cheerfully, felt something strange and looked at Nivel.

“Wait, but did you just insult me?”

Nivel ignored Arisa’s question and called the clerk.

“Excuse me! Give me twenty each of the raspberry tarts and blueberry tarts here.”

Nivel hugged the bag of tarts and smiled as if she had the whole world.

“So why did you call me?”

When Arisa asked if Nivel should at least listen to her since she had solved her dilemma, Nivel made a crying face.

“Ah! I bought them in even numbers!”

“One or two is fine! And what I called you for is this! Look at this!”

Leaving Nivel behind, who was making a tearful face, she pointed to a circus flyer posted in the corner of the dessert shop.

“Slavan Circus? Are you saying you still want to see this kind of thing like a kid?”

When Nivel asked sincerely with pure intentions, Arisa stepped on Nivel’s foot with her high heel.

“Shut up! It looks fun! I already decided to go see it today! Let’s go together!”

“Ouch! That hurts! And why should I!”

When Nivel protested while brushing back her indigo hair, Arisa snorted.

“The empress got angry because of you, so we can’t enter the palace! Bill’s Grimoire is probably in the palace, but if we can’t enter the palace, we can’t find it! It’s all your fault! So accompany me to pass the time!”

“Aah! How can you blurt out so blatantly that we are the behind-the-scenes support force that made a deal with the empress!”

Hearing Nivel’s words, Arisa burst into laughter.

“Nyahahaha! Our identity is a jeweler who deals with the empress! There’s no big problem with what I said, and you’re the one who blabbed! Nyahahaha!”

At Arisa’s point, Nivel was surprised and covered her own mouth.

“Gasp! What should we do?!”

“What should we do, the dead tell no tales. As expected, having Nivel around means incidents keep happening, so it’s fun. Nyahahahaha!”

At Arisa’s solution, Nivel clapped her hands.

“Ah! That’s right! But with Arisa’s necromancy, they can use the pastry skills from when they were alive as is, right?”

“Ah… For that, I need to make them into high-level undead. Well, tarts are delicious, so should I use some strength after a long time?”

The eyes of the two sparkled with madness as they scanned the people in the store.

“It’s all done.”

Divet cooled the medicine by casting a cooling magic on the cauldron, then divided the medicine into bottles.

Thanks to me preparing a lot of medicinal herbs, the amount was quite large.

“I don’t know who you’re going to use this medicine on, but don’t worry, I didn’t do anything fishy. Of course, it’s up to you to believe it or not.”

As expected of a grumpy old man, his way of speaking was exceptional.

“Of course I believe you. Would I have entrusted the job to you if I didn’t?”

At my answer, Divet snorted.

“I’ve seen countless people over the past decades. You can tell most people’s character by looking at their eyes. Your eyes are the eyes that don’t trust anyone, even if it’s the closest person to you.”

I guess the years of experience can’t be ignored.

Honestly, it was too risky to trust Divet and request my body modification medicine.

Of course, in the novel, it said that he regretted what he had done and never played around with medicine, if nothing else, but it was cautious to trust the novel since I had already been deceived once.

I stroked the area around my chest and laughed lightly.

“Whoa~! That’s too much. Calling a pure person like me a misanthrope.”

“Hmph! Pure my ass.”

“What’s frozen to death is not your medical skills, old man?”

At my words, Divet glared at me as if very displeased.

But there was a reason I said this.

The biggest evidence is that at this point in time, Gilbert and Divet know each other.

The Divet I know is not someone who would let the family of his acquaintance, especially a young girl who looks like his granddaughter, die.

If that’s the case, the only conclusion is that Divet misdiagnosed Gilbert’s sister’s illness.

“What did you just say?”

“I said what’s frozen to death is your medical skills, old man. You can hone your pharmaceutical skills alone, but you can’t display medical skills without patients.”

I fiddled with the medicine bottle Divet made and asked.

“Recently, no, in the past 5 years, how many patients have you seen?”

At my point, Divet shut his mouth.

“You’re so confident, so you must have treated at least a hundred patients a year, right? Or fifty?”

Divet’s answer was obvious.

He’s the old man who told us to get lost without even properly looking at us as soon as Precia and I entered.

There was no way he would kindly accept patients even if they came to this remote place.

“…one.”

“What did you say?”

“I said one! One in the past 5 years!”

Divet shouted as if in a fit of anger.

People tend to get angry when their sensitive areas are poked.

Perhaps if I had asked about the number of patients he had treated in 10 years, not 5 years, it would have still been one.

It was obvious who that one person was, but I pretended not to know.

“Oho~! Since you’re a grumpy but skilled old man, that patient must be healthy by now?”

At my question, Divet made a bug-bitten expression.

“…Not yet.”

“I can’t hear what you’re saying.”

“I said it audibly, so don’t play dumb! You rotten bastard!”

I laughed at the old man’s outburst.

“Don’t get too angry. By the way, if even you couldn’t treat it, it must be quite a difficult disease?”

At my words, Gilbert’s expression became gloomy.

“That’s right. The one Grandpa is treating is my sister, and he said it’s a rare disease.”

At Gilbert’s words, Divet clicked his tongue softly and tapped the medicine I requested with his finger.

“It’s Inclusua disease. If you know the manufacturing method for the treatment of such a rare disease, you’ll know what kind of disease it is, right?”

Of course, I don’t know. What disease is that?

But contrary to my inner thoughts, I smiled brightly and pretended to know.

“Are there symptoms of narcolepsy, muscle stiffness starting from the ends of the limbs, periodic heart pain, and seizures?”

These were the symptoms Gilbert’s sister had. At my words, Divet nodded.

“In addition, fever symptoms and wheezing breath are characteristic. It’s a disease that requires long-term treatment, and there’s no guarantee of recovery.”

At that, I pretended to think and asked.

“Hmm, is that the conclusion you reached after trying mana wave stimulation?”

At my question, Divet made an expression as if a dog was barking somewhere.

“Huh? Mana wave stimulation? I haven’t tried such a minor diagnostic method. If misused when the patient is weak, mana wave stimulation can cause hypersensitive immune responses. It’s perfect for sending the patient to the grave. Moreover, it relies too much on the sensibility of the caster…”

He was explaining, then fell into thought about something.

Then he alternately looked at his trembling hand and the medicine placed on the table.

“You bastard, could it be…!”

When Divet looked at me as if shocked, I shrugged.

“Well, the symptoms are the same, aren’t they?”

“Damn it! Why didn’t I think of that! No wonder there was no improvement!”

He slammed the table with his fist and swept his face with his trembling hand, muttering as if to himself.

“I hate to admit it, but what’s frozen to death was my medical skills, just as you said.”

“Severed meridian syndrome is a much rarer disease. It might not be that either.”

At my consolation, Divet laughed self-deprecatingly.

“But it wasn’t a disease I didn’t know. If I didn’t know, fine, but if I knew and didn’t examine all possibilities, that alone is a disqualification.”

Muttering like that, I threw the medicine bottle to Gilbert as I watched him.

“Catch.”

Gilbert, who received the medicine bottle in surprise, looked at me as if asking why I was giving this to him.

“That’s the treatment for severed meridian syndrome, so try it on your sister.”

“What? Isn’t this precious?”

At Gilbert’s words, I chuckled.

“Of course it’s precious. The cost of ingredients is about 2 years’ living expenses for a family of 4? Not only is it costly, but I don’t think even that old man can easily obtain it.”

They were medicinal herbs that I wouldn’t have been able to obtain easily if I hadn’t gone through the royal doctor.

Thanks to that, about half of the money the king gave me went to the cost of ingredients.

The king probably intended for me to use that money to make my social debut and check the empress, even if only slightly, but since my plan didn’t include a social debut for the time being, I spent it without hesitation.

“I can’t accept such a precious thing!”

At his behavior that was kind to the point of being foolish, I looked at him coldly.

“When did your sister fall ill?”

At my sudden question, Gilbert was flustered.

“…It hasn’t been quite 2 years.”

“Then, if it’s severed meridian syndrome, it would be 3 years at most.”

“What?”

Seeing Gilbert, who didn’t understand my words, I sighed.

“Your sister’s remaining lifespan. 3 years at most.”

“…!”

Hearing the clear life expectancy, Gilbert looked at Divet in surprise.

Divet nodded slightly.

When Divet didn’t deny it, Gilbert’s pupils trembled and looked down.

Naturally, he looked at the medicine bottle gripped in his hand.

“I, I…”

In a situation where he had to choose between his morality and his sister’s life, Gilbert was in extreme conflict.

I silently sipped alcohol and waited for Gilbert’s choice.

It was simple to save his sister and, at the same time, put Gilbert’s heart at ease.

But I didn’t step up on purpose. This is a test I’m giving.

I took the ancestor’s legacy that Gilbert was supposed to have, so I no longer know the fate of the young man in front of me.

That’s why Gilbert had to prove his worth to me.

Even if he couldn’t prove it, I would save his sister’s life, but he himself might not get a chance and might rot in the back alleys for the rest of his life.

Conflicted without even knowing he was being tested, Gilbert, after much deliberation, put the medicine bottle on the table.

I see; he can’t abandon his petty conscience.

This is the worst of my expectations.

I would have preferred it if he had stolen the medicine and ran away from this place.

As I was disappointed and about to give up on Gilbert in my mind, suddenly Gilbert knelt in front of me.

“My dream is to become a knight.”

I know.

“I wish to become a knight and save this world, this country, and those in need like myself.”

It’s a wonderful wish. He doesn’t stop trying and eventually becomes an excellent knight.

In , that is.

“But I want to give up that dream today.”

Saying that, Gilbert banged his head on the floor so hard that his forehead bled.

“Please give me the medicine! Although my life is miserable with only my body to offer! I will dedicate my everything to you! You can overwork me until my body breaks! I will die if you tell me to!”

I asked Gilbert, who was like that.

“Is your sister that precious to you? Enough to abandon your cherished dream?”

“My sister is my last remaining family. If it’s my sister, she will definitely be able to achieve her dream, even if in a different form than me.”

“Are you pushing your dream onto your sister? Even if she doesn’t want it?”

At my cold words, Gilbert silently bowed his head.

I smiled and said.

“Raise your head. All this medicine is yours.”

“Then! My sister will…!”

“She will live.”

At my words, Gilbert shed tears.

“Stand up.”

“Yes!”

Although sobbing, Gilbert stood up quickly.

I approached Gilbert and slapped his cheek with all my strength.

“Don’t carelessly push your dream onto others! It’s a nuisance! If it’s precious, shoulder it all yourself!”

“But….”

I reprimanded the hesitating Gilbert.

“Get a grip! Since you dedicated your everything to me, you are my knight! Don’t be unsteady, and maintain your dignity with pride! Don’t forget that your actions are my reputation!”

At my shout, Gilbert saluted clumsily and answered vigorously.

“…Yes!!”

An irrepressible smile spread across his tear-stained face.

(To be continued in the next episode)