Chapter 492
Chapter 492
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 492
Chapter Title: Doctor Gam Deok-bae (28)
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"Then, Lady Iris, take care on your way."
"Hehehe… Yes, Lord Ruin. I'll be careful."
After seeing Iris off, I geared up and prepared to depart. My destination was the Knights' Order. Since I'd contacted them ahead of time, there shouldn't be any issues. I climbed into the carriage with Maria, using the rattling sounds as background noise while I reorganized my plans. Today, I had two goals. One was to boost Serphin Reinhardt's favorability. The other was to build my reputation as a physician.
From here on out, I had to NTR the prince's woman…
I'd need to be at least a royal doctor for that, right?
Since the heroine was a noblewoman too, I'd need that kind of status myself.
So today, if I diligently handled check-ups… I'd build some recognition, at least? It was a shame for Iris, but becoming Lucius's personal physician would be ideal. Some major incident leaves the heroine gravely injured, and Lucius begs me to treat her. But the cure turns out to be sex? Hahaha, already sounding fun.
Of course, the odds of it playing out exactly like that were slim…
But it'd develop in a similar vein.
Either way, if I was going to pull off the NTR, sticking close to Lucius was the right call.
-Screeech
"Lord Ruin, we've arrived!"
So today, I needed to catch both rabbits… Could I really pull it off? Spotting the Knights' Order up ahead made me a little tense. The only skill I could use right now was Observation. But… it wasn't just any Observation—it was Observation (Modified), so somehow it'd work out. Heart pounding, I stepped down from the carriage, schooled my expression, and entered the Knights' Order.
The Serphin conquest had begun.
"Oh my, you're early. Feeling better?"
"I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."
Serphin Reinhardt. The ever-grateful woman, her breasts precariously on display today as always. One wrong move and her nipples would pop out—my lower half stirred at the sight. At that level of exposure, she had to be dressing like that to savor the reactions… But what was her real motive? Curiosity got the better of me, so I activated Observation—and uncovered a fact I hadn't asked for.
"You must be suffering because of Iris, huh?"
"Huh?"
"Last time, you two seemed awfully close and sticky… Heh, am I wrong?"
"Ahem… It's not like that."
Who knew this woman was the type to ship people? Serphin, suspecting—no, grilling me—about my relationship with Iris. Did she just love gossip that much? She was grinning to herself… Sigh, it came off like some middle-aged uncle, honestly kinda off-putting. What a waste of that face. Actress-level beauty paired with department-head vibes—those overflowing tits deserved better.
Maybe I should turn her into a proper female ASAP?
I let out a covert sigh and fired off Observation again to probe her true feelings. Sure, I was straight, but she'd react to me somehow. I'd use those hints to advance the conquest. It was still a flawless, 100-point plan.
But this… the reactions shifted out of nowhere.
Of course, I thought, as the negatives flooded in. She smiled outwardly, but regret filled her inside. Did she actually want me to hook up with Iris? Serphin's inexplicable mood swing had my gut churning.
"Huh? What's wrong all of a sudden? Another ache?"
"Ah, haha… Just tense around a beauty."
"……Not particularly funny."
"Ah… S-sorry."
I had no idea what I'd done, but it was definitely a blunder. Observation now showed her heart brimming with [Depression and Bitterness] instead of disappointment… I wrapped up the pleasantries in a hurry and headed to the ward. At least I'd be here for three days—no need to rush.
"Oh my god!"
"W-what's wrong?!"
"To think it's this horrific…"
"What is it?!"
"Truly regrettable… Sob…"
"Spit it out!"
"Bald… balding in progress."
"What?!"
"At this rate, you'll be bald in a month."
"L-lies, right? Balding… me balding?!"
"Sadly… judging by the thinning strands…"
"Sh-shut it! You filthy commoner!"
"But if you take this Propecia herb, treatment's possible."
"……Filthy commoner… What'd you say?"
"This surprisingly common herb, when steeped over an hour, curbs libido—but strengthens hair follicles in trade-off. A direct balding cure."
"I-is that real? Such a… herb exists?!"
"Consistent use will overcome your balding."
"Aaaah! You're that rumored miracle doctor… no, a god!"
The Mysterious Medical Encyclopedia finally saw the light of day after ages. Knights—plural—bawling with joy at the balding cure. They'd snickered at first, but cheered in unison once the treatment dropped… Way more balding in this order than I'd guessed. Their gazes flipped in an instant. Just like that, I became their heaven-sent physician.
"I'm healthy overall, but insomnia's a killer."
"Steep Zolpidem herb for three hours and drink."
"That… I'm, ahem, well-endowed down there, but… ahem, y'know, performance issues."
"Viagra herb—great for men."
Hell, at this rate, I was heaven.
"Druk! Druk! Druk! Druk!"
Knights stacking into a tower to chant my name.
Aaah, electric.
This was the GOAT feeling.
Knights all had sturdy builds… but everyone nurses some regret. Check-ups pinpointed and fixed theirs, earning their praise. Word spreads, and even the knights who sneered at this commoner will come crawling. Repeat that a couple times…
Huhu, Lucius was bound to seek me out eventually.
"Thank you, Lord Ruin! We'll treat you as our benefactor!"
"Haha… Just doing my job."
"Still a benefactor!"
"Hahaha… If I'm truly your benefactor, c-could I ask one thing?"
"Anything!"
"I'd love to hear about Lady Serphin."
"Ah, our captain?"
And… they adored me this much. Rude not to capitalize. Observation couldn't reveal public opinion, so I rounded up the knights for intel. What kind of leader—what kind of woman—was Serphin?
"Pretty face… ahem, but that body's too vulgar… Keep it from the captain!"
"No sense of moderation… Tsk, she'd hate it most."
"Captain's given up. Lately just flaunts it all. Figures acting bold will shut down the teasing."
"Half the size, and suitors would line up… Sigh."
But… what the hell were they saying?
Totally out-of-left-field answers.
Breasts too vulgar for popularity? Utter nonsense I couldn't fathom. Bigger the better—bountiful tits were a blessing… yet discriminated against? Absurd. Made zero sense.
Then, five words flashed in my mind.
Women's romance novel.
No way—that was it?
Readers hated unrealistically busty women. Heroines always flat-chested, villains the only ones stacked… Maybe this absurd world did the same. Iris started flat, Marsha was board-like. Even heroine Chloe was just shy of full-on huge…
It clicked.
"I see… so she's treated that way…"
Poor Serphin. Lifetime of mockery despite those killer assets. That morning's frosty reaction? Probably stemmed from breast-size insecurity. …No doubt about it.
I'd been in awe of her bust… but she'd taken it as mockery.
A tragic misunderstanding.
But hey—thanks to it, I had my conquest angle.
Just teach her how noble and precious big tits truly were.
Plan in hand, Maria and I went to find Serphin. Officially to report the day's events and give bedtime greetings. Real goal: score a paizuri from her. For that, I popped the Fantasia I'd stashed in my cheek. Using the mana- and ki-generating herb to trigger Arbo Somnium.
"Check-up shows no major issues… G-guh… Urk…"
"……W-what the—?!"
"Oh no! Lord Ruin!"
"Cough cough… Grk…"
"H-hey, what the hell's going on?!"
"Oh dear, this is bad… Lady Serphin! Emergency! Lord Ruin's…"
"What is it already?!"
"Please, Lady Serphin! Do something naughty with Lord Ruin!"
Maria, as advertised—a stellar accomplice.