Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Crash-!

In an instant, a luxurious crystal bottle shattered into fragments.

Raciel had not even come into contact with it. The bottle had been resting on the table when a sizable orb of water erupted from his palm and struck it.

He stood there, completely bewildered.

What, what is this?

He had simply intended to release water from his hand, assuming that if he channeled mana, it would flow out smoothly like tap water.

Thus, he had readied an empty bottle to catch the water without any spillage. However, instead of a controlled flow, a water bomb had exploded, shattering the bottle completely.

Heh, is this for real?

Despite being the one responsible for the chaos, he couldnt bring himself to believe the outcome. He just stood there, staring blankly at the bedroom, which was now in complete disarray. Water had flooded the entire room.

An explosion of over 8 liters of water had pushed the table aside, leaving the floor and bed drenched. Water had even splattered onto the ceiling.

But it wasnt just water that had sprayed everywhere.

Ah

Raciel recoiled suddenly, wincing at a sharp pain in his foot. He had stepped on a tiny crystal shard that was embedded in his foot.

Oh, shoot.

The bottle had fragmented so completely that the entire room was strewn with crystal glass shards. Not a single spot in the bedroom had been spared, and the floor sparkled in every nook and cranny. Some of the larger pieces had even become lodged in the walls.

Seeing this caused him to shudder involuntarily. If he had been struck by those shards, he would have suffered serious injuries. As he pondered how to go about cleaning up the mess, something unexpected occurred.

Your Highness, the Crown Prince!

Boom, crash!

Both doors swung open at the same time.

One led to the inner room of the bedroom, from which Gardin hastily emerged with a groggy expression.

The other door led out to the hallway.

Your Highness! Are you alright?

Over ten guards burst into the bedroom, their faces taut and their swords at the ready.

Gardin, who had emerged from the inner room, and the guards who had charged in, wore identical expressions upon taking in the disordered scene.

Huh?

They must have rushed to the scene upon hearing the sound of an explosion.

Perhaps they thought it was an attack on the Crown Prince or an assassination attempt.

In any case, they must have envisioned a dire situation when hurrying over.

However, here he stood, unscathed, amidst a bedroom that was flooded and in complete disarray, with glass shards littered everywhere.

It was no wonder they were having difficulty comprehending the situation.

What should I say?

Raciel felt a moment of awkwardness, as though he had been caught engaging in some clandestine mischief. Moreover, it was challenging to provide an honest explanation of the situation.

I reached out, and the water bomb stored in the circle amplified and exploded, resulting in this mess. Im sorry for startling you while you were working late at night, haha.

Saying that would be even weirder. No, it would be perfect for being treated as a madman.

After some thought, he came up with a somewhat plausible excuse.

Uh, the thing is, I got angry for a moment.

Yes?

The guard captain replied with a tense expression, prompting Raciel to respond with an awkward smile.

In a fit of anger, I just swung a bottle filled with water and struck it against the table.

Your Highness?

Thats how this happened. Im sorry.

.

There was a moment of silence from both the guards and Gardin.

Regret began to set in swiftly.

Doesnt it work? Tsk. I admit its a pretty clumsy excuse.

Attempting to explain that the Crown Prince had suddenly become so overwhelmed with emotion that he had swung a glass bottle, breaking it and causing chaos in the middle of the night, seemed like a far-fetched and inelegant explanation.

Tsk. They wont believe me. No one would believe such a thing. Now, how should I dodge this

It was then

The guard captain bowed his head.

Its alright, Your Highness.

Huh?

Are you injured, Your Highness?

Well, aside from being pricked by a glass shard on my foot, not really.

Please wait a moment. There are many glass shards over there, so we will safely escort you to this side.

Ah, um, okay.

Raciel felt awkward.

The guard captain had accepted his explanation too readily.

Why? How?

Raciel was unable to comprehend the situation fully.

Was it because of his status as the Crown Prince and a member of the royal family, or was there some other explanation?

However, there was no time to delve into the mystery.

The captain of the guard strode over, crushing the glass shards beneath his military boots, and lifted Raciel up. He then carried him to a secure location.

Since this place is a mess, we will take you to the second bedroom. Sir Gardin? Please check His Highnesss foot before we move.

Ah, yes.

It started from that moment.

Very little by little.

Throughout the day, in small sips.

He opened the circle slot from time to time, accurately injecting the Mahuang Fuzi Xixin decoction into his body. It was like a special IV drip running 24 hours a day.

The effect was immediately apparent.

Ding dong!

[Your Heart cheers.]

[Your Lungs dances.]

[Your Large intestine jumps rope with its longitudinal muscle.]

[Your Heart has sponsored 100 HP.]

[Your Lungs has sponsored 200 HP.]

[Your Large intestine has sponsored 100 HP.]

[Current HP: 500]

The awakened organs all cheered and sponsored HP. However, Raciel was not satisfied.

I need to increase my life expectancy.

Only then could he say that he had seen a definite effect.

He continued to turn the circle slot.

Without leaving any gaps.

Without overdoing it.

He administered the Mahuang Fuzi Xixin decoction.

During that time, the organs had to endure unexpected hardships(?).

[Your Heart grumbles.]

[Your Lungs grumbles.]

[Your Large intestine grumbles.]

[Your organs are getting tired of the Mahuang Fuzi Xixin decoction.]

At first, such messages were occasional.

Later, even the grumbling conversations of those guys appeared as messages.

[Heart: Hey, youngest, whats todays side dish?]

[Large intestine: Its Mahuang Fuzi Xixin decoction, brother.]

[Heart: So, whats tomorrows breakfast side dish?]

[Large intestine: Its Mahuang Fuzi Xixin decoction, brother.]

[Heart: ]

[Large intestine: It seems like tomorrows dinner is also Mahuang Fuzi Xixin decoction.]

[Heart: So, are you okay with that?]

[Large intestine: Hehehe.]

[Heart: You blockhead.]

However, Raciel did not yield to the organs complaints about their side dishes. Rather, he turned the circle slot even more meticulously and tenaciously. Thus, five days, ten days, and fifteen days passed, and finally, the long-awaited message appeared.

Ding dong!

[Your estimated life span has increased by (+) 50 days.]

[Estimated life span: 133 days]

I did it!

It happened just as he was about to enjoy his dessert after dinner. Then, he unexpectedly received the welcome message.

Unable to contain his joy, Raciel shouted. However, his outburst was so sudden that the maid attending to his meal was startled.

Huh?

Along with an urgent voice, the surprised maid accidentally dropped the cup she was about to place on the table.

Crash!

The cup shattered and honey water spilled everywhere.

Ah

Raciel froze. It was his sudden outburst that had startled the maid, causing her to make a mistake. He felt sorry for her and wanted to ask if she was okay.

However, before he could ask, the maid reacted first.

I, I am terribly sorry, Your Highness!

With a pale, terrified face, the maid prostrated herself on the floor. However, her shoulders trembled like willow branches.

It was strange.

Whats going on? Its just a broken cup. Is it really worth apologizing like that, as if she committed a grave sin?

Perhaps it was due to the respect and fear for the royal family. However, the fear the maid exhibited seemed excessive.

Feeling puzzled, Raciel reached out his hand.

To reassure her.

To tell her it was not a big deal.

He tried to comfort the maid.

However, for some reason, the maids face turned even paler at his consolation, and she broke into a cold sweat.

I, I made a mistake. I will make sure this never happens again, Your Highness. But please, not the same whipping as last time

Her desperate plea was akin to begging a cruel tyrant.

She nearly sobbed as she made her plea.

Upon hearing this, Raciel was startled.