A Horror Novel’s Supporting Character Wants to Live as a Human

Chapter 273

Chapter 273

It was absurd.

His body reflexively stirred, but he couldn't get up.

Instead, he turned his head to look toward where the voice was coming from.

Yurik was probably either lying down or sitting next to him.

Even though Yurik felt his gaze, he didn't say anything.

He couldn't even tell what Yurik was thinking right now. He couldn't know anything just from his gentle voice.

"...Why?"

"It's not our fault. It's definitely not hyung's fault either."

"But why.""I've never seen a door opened that wide, not even I. Besides, if I didn't want to abandon all the humans except hyung at that spot, fleeing was the top priority."

He understood Yurik.

He thought he would have had to do the same.

But still, the reason he couldn't accept Yurik's verdict was.

"...You can do it."

Destruction - you can prevent it.

No matter how much those things poured down, Yurik could do it.

Yurik could command the demonic beasts that were Ubo-Sathla's children like his own limbs.

He had regressed several times because of that. To him now, Yurik only seemed to be avoiding responsibility.

Didn't he see even a slight possibility?

Or had he given up on that because of him?

Why? Why was he wrapping it up so simply?

He had promised him. If he persuaded them, they would cancel such plans.

But disappointingly, Yurik answered firmly.

"I can't. No matter how capable I am, I couldn't have predicted such an accident."

"But you're the only one who can control demonic beasts. Going back and commanding them to obey your words, or something like that - weren't you good at that? Dardin said so. That the first emperor could handle demonic beasts."

"Calm down. It's bad for your body if you get excited."

"It would be stranger if I were calm."

"I know. Hyung, but it's not that I don't want to do what I can. No matter how bothersome it was, I would have tried to listen to hyung's requests."

The words paused briefly.

"...This has gone too far."

"I don't understand."

"Taming Ubo-Sathla's children is similar to beast training. If I subdued them one by one, slowly putting effort into it, there would be no problem."

"But?"

"What I did was, to put it extremely, drive those bastards into one place and then starve them for a long time."

"And?"

"Even so, if they came out one by one, I could have properly fed them. Brushed their fur well, managed their scales well. But now that's impossible."

"...You're saying that if hundreds suddenly swarm out, the trainer has no choice but to be torn apart?"

In front of hungry beasts, even the strongest trainer would only look like a chunk of meat.

Even if a fox was stronger than ants,

He understood the principle that even a fox would become a rotting corpse before tens of millions of ants.

After thinking that far, he was at a loss for words.

What should he do? No matter how dog-like the situation was, wasn't this too much?

He, who couldn't use Hastur's authority or borrow Aphoom-Zhah's power, was too helpless.

Was this the end?

Yurik's hand covered his eyes.

"Those things will lose strength after rampaging, so I'll try to prevent them from going outside Aquilonia."

"Is that possible?"

"I'll have to do my best. Still, I can try to prevent them from reaching Asgard. I'm sorry things turned out this way."

He seemed to be comforting him with all sincerity.

But his mood couldn't improve.

He hated the fact that he couldn't change anything even though he was here.

Moreover, it was even more so when he recalled the fact that Leandros would be born somewhere on this continent.

It felt like he had been confirmed to be nothing more than a useless supporting character without a god.

While he was struggling in depressing reality,

The deeply sunken space next to him returned to its original state.

"Where are you going?"

"As a prince, I should give a warning, shouldn't I? I'm going to the royal castle to report."

"Won't it take more than two weeks to get to the castle?"

Even if it was a small kingdom, the frontier was still the frontier.

Without even a carriage now, even if Yurik rode a horse alone, how many days would it take to reach the royal capital?

Or was the current Yurik already after obtaining the horn?

However, Yurik corresponded to none of these.

"I'll have to leave the horse behind. If it's official business, I can apply for the Mage Tower's teleportation magic."

"Teleportation magic?"

"Haven't you heard of it? It's magic that compresses space-time and sends the target to desired coordinates. Ah, it might have been magic that hadn't developed yet in the era when hyung was alive."

"I've never heard of it."

"If I leave now, I think I can reach the city with a Mage Tower branch during the day. I'll be back quickly. Since hyung is injured, listen well to what Evana says, and also..."

He squeezed out all his strength and reached out his hand.

Yurik's arm was caught in the darkness as if it had been waiting.

"Hyung?"

"Take me with you."

"I'm not going anywhere strange. I said the royal castle."

"Right, to the royal castle."

"...Why? What are you trying to do?"

There were mages in this era.

If there was magic, miracles became ordinary events.

For instance, teleportation that existed only in imagination wasn't a special matter in this world.

How had he overlooked that?

"I have a good idea."

* * *

"Are you crazy? No, if you weren't crazy, you wouldn't say such things. You're definitely not in your right mind. It's strange that you're even sane after losing so much blood."

"E-Evana."

"To babble such nonsense in front of a physician. Think of it as the fortune of a lifetime that His Highness is outside the door, will you? Otherwise, I would have torn out all the threads I used to suture your wounds and still had some left over."

Gulp. Dry saliva went down automatically.

At dawn, through a long conversation with Yurik, he had barely managed to change his mind.

But he ultimately didn't like following what he had said, so as he left the room, he threw a final tantrum.

-You can't move with that body. Persuading Evana is something you have to do.

-Weren't you going to do it together?

-Why would I?

Yurik, who stopped calling him 'hyung' when he was sulking... honestly, he was a bit petty and childish, which was cute.

But if he had known Evana would get this angry, he wouldn't have just found Yurik cute but brought him along!

"I'm saying it's absolutely necessary. To stop the demons from the Leng Plateau!"

"Demons or whatever, I haven't heard anything from His Highness. And how exactly are you going to stop them? I understand you got hurt blocking His Highness's way, but I'm a physician! A physician!"

"So on the way, give me medicine so the wound won't burst open or-"

"What you should do now is go back to bed and lie down. Not go out crawling around! Did you think I'd just say 'yes, yes' and give it to you if I asked for this?"

"Not even one bottle of painkillers?"

"Aha, you don't know how much effort I put into making that 'one bottle of painkillers,' do you? Get out of my room. Right now."

"Evana!"

No matter how much he begged and pleaded, Evana didn't budge.

Common sense said Evana was right and he was reckless.

But he had a duty to move even considering his wounds might burst open.

Honestly, he wouldn't die immediately just because the sutured area burst open.

As he was at a loss in front of her, the door opened and Yurik peered inside.

Yurik, who grasped the situation at a glance, tried to close the door again.

But he ran over and wedged his foot in the door gap. Yurik, who glanced at his foot, whispered through the crack.

"Weren't you talking with Evana?"

"Help me just once...!"

"No. Someone needs to nag Yesung. It's good that it's Evana. That human is quite scary when angry. You should know that."

Coward! To dump troublesome work on someone else!

While he was having a staring contest with Yurik, a cool voice flew over and struck.

"Your Highness, if you continue like this, I can't handle it. Are you really going to take Yesung and move? You must have told Dardin, right?"

Had she changed targets to Yurik?

When he glanced up at him, Yurik had the same bored and indifferent expression he always disguised himself with.

But he would swear on his savings account in Korea, he definitely heard the sound of saying 'Damn it' just now.

"If painkillers are the problem, I'll give you mine."

"...Your Highness? I'm truly sorry to ask, but are you also in poor condition?"

"Didn't Walter use a considerable amount yesterday? Don't bother making new ones, prescribe mine."

"That? When not all the components are even known?"

"I've used it often."

"......"

Yurik left immediately after saying only that.

Evana, who had been standing dazed, ran both hands down her face and immediately began checking the bottles laid out on the table.

She scooped out a little powder from the smallest bottle onto white paper.

She added other white powder to the fine black powder that looked like graphite, then stirred it with a transparent rod so it would mix uniformly.

After that, she divided it into several doses and made small medicine packets, then gave instructions for the prescription with an expression that still showed she didn't approve.

"If it hurts, take one dose mixed with water. You can only take it once a day, so don't take it for minor things."

"What is this?"

"I don't know either."

...Why don't you know? Aren't you a pharmacist?

He took the suspicious medicine packets wrapped in several layers, disinfectant solution, and emergency bandages, and stared at Evana intently.

She, who was busily organizing her area, looked at him and shot back coldly.

"You and that old man both have expertise in making others suffer."

"Huh?"

In the end, as soon as he was pushed out by Evana, the door slammed shut behind him.

What was that just now?

He gathered the medicine she had prepared and went downstairs.

Yesterday Yurik had only said they moved to a nearby village, so he thought it would be an ordinary village,

But it turned out to be a medium-sized village with a fairly decent inn.

When he went outside, Yurik was already leading out a horse.

"What's this painkiller you use?"

"Black lotus powder taken from snake-people. It has an anesthetic effect when taken in small amounts."

"...The powder, it's not rotten, is it?"

"It was fine when I used it 200 years ago. It should still be okay."

"Why did you use it? Did you get hurt?"

"No. Black lotus powder also has hallucinogenic effects."

It seemed better not to dig into what hallucinations he had tried to see.

Should he add a 'drug abuse Yurik' category besides garbage original Yurik, filial son Yurik, and wise king Yurik?

While he was pondering, Yurik first seated him on the saddle, then climbed up behind him.

It was light movement.

"How's your body?"

"Fine."

This morning, while Yurik was out, he had lifted his clothes to check the wound.

Instead of the terrible scar that had burst open raggedly and was barely held together, there was healing skin that had entered the recovery phase.

The pain was also much less. He thought it was probably because of what Yurik had fed him, but he decided not to tell him for the time being.

Yurik, who carefully fastened the cloak he wore like sometime long ago, smiled gently.

"Then let's go."

Traveling with Yurik was something he had never imagined and felt unfamiliar. But his mood wasn't bad.

One full day until they reached the royal castle.

Even though it was a short journey and predicted destruction was approaching,

He couldn't help but enjoy the present moment.

Setting off with such a positive mindset, he was completely unaware of the future where he would be rolling around vomiting in front of the mages belonging to the Mage Tower inside the royal castle.