Chapter 466
Chapter 466
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 466
Chapter Title: Doctor Gam Deok-bae (2)
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Typically, it takes ten years for the seed to fully mature.
Once that time passes, roots emerge from the fruit, merging with nature itself.
For reference, this condition only manifests from consuming a specially processed seed—a method known exclusively to elves. It's rare for other races to contract it. If one does... they've likely earned the elves' enmity.
...That was everything written in the Mysterious Medical Compendium.
"Oppa... if it's a tree seed..."
"Damn it, because of me..."
The two wore grave expressions upon hearing this. They clearly suspected something. From the looks of it, Sirius had tried to look after his little sister and unwittingly fed her the seed... Heh heh heh, perfect for me. Thanks to that, an NTR angle opened up.
"It's not your fault, Oppa!"
"No, I... Sigh, I never should've given it to her..."
And that meant Sirius was a full-blown siscon... Heh heh heh heh, the shock when she gets NTR'd will be all the greater for it. Imagining that moment, I bit my lip to stifle a laugh. Serves you right for starting with the assault. Assault's no good. NTR-ing your sister was righteous revenge.
"But you... Can we really trust this story?"
"I heard it from my master's friend."
"It could be a lie! The kingdom's top doctors don't even know about this disease—how would a punk like you? You some kind of genius physician? You could've made it all up!"
"She was an elf."
"Wh-what?"
"Straight from an elf's mouth. She spoke of sending off a sibling... and shared the tale of 'Arbor Somnium.' No way it's a lie. And... surely you remember eating the seed yourself, right?"
"...Damn."
"Still... it's intriguing. Acquiring the seed must've been no easy feat."
"Hoo... Our family had one idiot... Never mind. You don't need to know."
I wasn't even curious, asshole!
"Lord Ruin, forgive me, but may I ask one thing?"
I nodded casually, and Iris called my name next. Her voice was angelic, adorably sweet. Same household, yet how were their personalities so different? Iris was commendable for showing manners even to a commoner.
"Of course, anything."
"Do you... perhaps know a cure?"
"...Hmm."
"What? Do you or don't you?! Quit stalling and spit it out!"
"If you're asking if I know it, then yes."
"Really?! You're... not messing with us?!"
"But if you're asking if it's curable..."
"...Lord Ruin?"
"Hey, you bastard! I said no stalling!"
"It is possible. But it requires a consultation with the guardian."
"Guardian..."
"...consultation?"
Naturally, I knew the cure for Arbor Somnium.
But I planned to twist it for some NTR action. A legal chance to touch Iris? Only an idiot would pass it up. My position made it tricky, though—touching her required permission. Damn class system. To avoid prison, I had to tread carefully.
"If it's the guardian... talk to me."
"Not here."
"What?"
"Make a private space."
"...Follow me."
This guy... volunteering as guardian too?
Hardcore siscon.
Bringing this up might get me punched...
Sigh... Just thinking about the beating depressed me already.
-Kwang!
-Thud! Thwack!
"Huff, huff... It's true!"
"So you expect me to buy that bullshit?"
You bastard.
He was really hitting me.
Desperate, I'd shared my ace in the hole, but Sirius went berserk, stomping me. Each blow added bruises. How was this sub-male lead material? Damn fujoshi novel. Early plot meant frequent freakouts.
Of course... telling him the cure was 'sex' would piss anyone off.
But shouldn't you hear people out?!
The second 'sex' left his mouth, he lost it. Damn bastard. For your sake too, I'll fuck your sister for sure. Steel resolve renewed, I raised my guard. Arms first for the future... but his kicks were too spicy.
"Sirius!"
"Aang? What makes you so cocky, you punk?!"
"I swear on everything I have! No ulterior motives! And... there's not just one cure! Please, hear me out!"
"...Not just one cure?"
"Yes!"
"Then say that first, asshole!"
You bastard.
Not even sorry.
His rage subsided, kicks stopped... but his glare said he'd devour me.
Sigh... I'm enduring for Iris. They say three strokes of '忍' prevent murder—Iris was worth three alone.
"Speak."
"First... something to tell you."
"What now, punk?"
The seed absorbs the host's life force from the heart. But 'life force' was vague—not just stamina, but will to live, life's drive, mental stuff... So, 'sex'—life-creating—could satisfy it.
Right there in the compendium.
"What...? That makes it riskier!"
"But... it doesn't."
"Huh?"
"Sex triggers the seed's 'transfer'."
"...Transfer?"
"Yes. Elves sometimes infect themselves to save dying lovers—spending one last night."
"What the..."
"Choose that, and Iris is fully cured. But I'd catch it—the seed transfers."
"So... you'd never pick that, right?"
"...Correct."
"Hmph... Selfish prick."
No, fuck?
So you want me to fuck her?
Slamming me for not dying for his sister, but ready to kill me if I cure her. Double standards. If I said sure, I'd be ER-bound. Infuriating, but I held back. Time to grovel—for now.
"What's the other way?"
"Overload the seed."
"...Overload?"
"Overload, not overheat."
"I know, punk. Joking."
Too much fertilizer kills plants sometimes.
Amplify life's will to overload the seed—that's the compendium's cure. Then it becomes an energy source, even sharing power... Details fuzzy, but it's in the book.
I'd tweak it for NTR.
Overload wasn't one method only.
Mine: 'pseudo-sex.'
Stimulate Iris's body to ruin the seed.
"Use aphrodisiacs to cloud her mind, massage her body to fool the seed. It'll overgrow, and repeating rots it self-destructs. That's method two—and last."
"That means... touching Iris!"
-Thud!
"Guhk..."
"You crazy bastard!"
-Thud! Thwack!
"Urk..."
But... not easy.
Sirius flipped again, beating me.
Yet my shouts of "no other way" halted him. I was the only cure for his sister. Furious, frustrated—he'd suffer. Time to torment him. Roles reversed—I held the power.
"I... only shared the cure."
"...What?"
"Your request: diagnose Iris. I answered with treatments. Never said I'd do it."
"...So what?!"
"Choose."
"Choose?"
"Embarrassing to say, but... I'm the only one who can cure her. Elves aside, only me among humans."
"...And?"
"Entrust me, or find another doc—up to Iris and guardian Sirius. So... stop this pointless beating. These arms and hands save lives."
"...Oh? Then why do I hear 'break those fancy arms'?"
"Wanna kill? Here."
"What?!"
"Since swearing the physician's oath, I've never lusted. Do you call nude art obscene? I'm proud of my profession and conduct. Doubting and hitting me insults my honor."
"..."
"But I won't blame you. It's from loving Iris that much. Still, no more—I won't tolerate it. Patients await in the capital. For them, I treasure my body. So... I'll take my leave."
"...Can't tolerate? Then what?"
"What else? Fight back."
"Ha... hahaha! You're a funny bastard."
"Once more: choice is yours. And... I'll charge full for today's consult—expect the bill."
Even a punk like him would feel guilty someday... Playing the 'man of conscience,' I gripped my shaking legs and fled the mansion. Now, wait for Sirius's call. Days of agonizing... but heh heh heh, think he'll choose otherwise? When it comes—that's NTR revenge's start.