Chapter 362: The King Has Cardiovascular Disease
On the day Will arrived at the palace.
Dresa summoned all civil and military officials of the Kingdom of the Vale, announced the existence of him, the State Preceptor, and prepared to announce it to the whole country.
Originally, Will thought he would encounter some obstacles.
For example, ministers firmly opposing a magical beast becoming the State Preceptor.
But there weren't any.
Everything went quite smoothly.
Will was at the scene then; no one had dissatisfaction in their hearts, at most some doubts, but they obeyed Dresa's orders completely.
In fact, even if the ministers opposed, it would be useless.
Hundreds of civil and military officials can only propose.
Dresa holds the highest decision-making power.
When he makes up his mind, it's useless for others to say anything.
Subsequently.
Dresa issued a new order.
From today on.
Within the country, the term "magical beast" shall be changed to "Pokémon."
Most people couldn't understand the meaning of this order, only thinking it was to take care of the State Preceptor's face.
Didn't feel it before.
Now that their State Preceptor is a magical beast, they started to feel the term "magical beast" sounded unpleasant.
Fighting with the Kingdom of the Blessed Isles in the future.
If the soldiers on the opposite side mock their State Preceptor as a "magical beast," it would have some offensive power.
But if changed to "Pokémon," it inexplicably makes people accept it in their hearts.
A few people considered the significance of this order.
A title.
Can bring the relationship between humans and magical beasts closer.
This does not affect magical beasts, but humans.
Those magical beasts don't care if humans call them "magical beasts" or "Pokémon."
But humans will have different subconsciousness due to different titles.
Magical beast, makes people feel terrible, subconsciously want to alienate.
Pokémon is a meaningless title; people will give new impressions to these Pokémon and won't reject them so much.
On the day the order was issued, even for nearly a month, it might not have any impact.
Even many people can't change the title for a while.
Just like the Kingdom of Draconids back then.
But as time goes by, humans will gradually cease to fear Pokémon and become more trusting of them.
Inside Eindoak Town today.
Probably can't see a few free magical beasts wandering outside on the streets and alleys; the few are cute magical beasts that look weak at first glance.
But five years later, maybe very different.
Humans and Pokémon walking side by side on the street, accompanying each other as trusted friends and family, everyone is a trainer, everyone has combat power.
In the future.
When everyone becomes a trainer.
How can the national power of the Kingdom of the Vale be compared by the Kingdom of the Blessed Isles and the Kingdom of Plenty?
Of course.
To achieve that level, just changing a name is certainly not enough.
Will told Dresa before.
Changing the title.
This is just the beginning of strengthening the country, the first step in building the cornerstone of trust.
With the precedent of the Kingdom of Draconids, Will is confident that the Kingdom of the Vale can develop smoothly into that ideal appearance.
That night.
"Your Majesty, where do we stay?"
Will led the well-fed Druddigon to find Dresa.
"State Preceptor, you... stay on the fourth floor of the palace."
Dresa looked at Will and said quietly.
"Stay in the palace? And the fourth floor? No problem?"
Will raised his eyelids, slightly surprised.
The palace is not a place anyone can stay.
Except for those maids.
Even Dresa's close ministers and brothers cannot stay overnight in the palace.
In the past, only four royal family members could live in the palace.
Dresa's family of four.
After the Queen passed away, naturally only Dresa and two sons were left.
Now, actually let Will and Druddigon live in?
They are not ordinary people.
They are magical beasts.
Although Dresa led by example, calling them Pokémon now.
But how can a person's cognition and prejudice lasting for decades change because of a change in title?
Even so.
Dresa still chose to let Will and Druddigon live in the palace.
Even the fourth floor!
The floor where Dresa and the two princes live.
This is definitely not just a matter of trust.
"Of course, don't employ suspicious people, don't suspect employed people, moreover I have a favor to ask of the State Preceptor."
Dresa nodded somewhat tiredly, speaking frankly,
"To tell the truth, since my Queen passed away many years ago, I have been left with some hidden ailments, heart often colicky."
"...My Aura Power is effective?"
Will lowered his head to think, raising his eyebrows.
He understood why Dresa let him live in the nearest location.
Turns out having a hidden heart disease, worried about accidents when sleeping at night, need to keep him, the savior, in the nearest location to save life.
"Yes, within the borders, no less than a hundred doctors have seen me, all famous old doctors over fifty, but all helpless; only your Aura Power, State Preceptor, can relieve my pain."
Dresa nodded solemnly.
But hearing his words.
Will only felt his heart shrouded by a fog.
He knows best what effect his Aura Power has.
At most can only heal external injuries.
How can it have analgesic effect on Dresa's heart?
Besides.
He didn't contact Dresa's heart with Aura Power either.
"Tell me specifically what the symptoms are."
'Could it be Dresa finally died of this disease?'
Noticing something wrong, Will asked, recalling the original work in his mind at the same time.
Dresa in the original work appeared as an old man, looking quite healthy unlike having any disease; cause of death was forcibly driving the Sword of the Vale to seal the Dragon Veins, exhausting his own power and dying.
But now...
Why is the gap so big?
Will pondered to the end, finding this matter has nothing to do with him.
Because Dresa getting sick happened several years ago.
Then the reason can only be another huge change around Dresa—Victini didn't appear.
"Whenever I am emotionally agitated, my heart will have colic; the more agitated the emotion, the more intense the pain."
Dresa pointed to his chest, tone full of helplessness.
No one knows how he survived these years.
Controlling emotions has become one of his skills, just unable to control proficiently so far.
Human emotions and desires seem to have become a knife to him.
Can't be too excited.
Can't be too sad.
How painful.
"I understand."
Will's frowned brows relaxed, but he sighed at the same time.
"Oh?! State Preceptor, is there a way to treat?"
Dresa looked happy, followed by a twitch of apple muscle (facial muscle).
"No."
Will shook his head.
He raised his hand; faint blue light of Aura shone on Dresa.
The next moment.
Dresa's face relaxed a lot; he felt his emotions calmed down, and the pain in his heart disappeared without a trace soon.
"State Preceptor, what is going on?"
Dresa showed a look of doubt.
State Preceptor said there is no cure, but clearly can stop his heart twitching.
Could this move cure the symptoms but not the root cause?
"Your heart colic is triggered by excessive emotional fluctuation, but my Aura Power happens to forcibly soothe a creature's inner emotions. Actually, I didn't treat your heart disease, just soothed your emotions."
Will explained helplessly.
He is not a doctor.
Really doesn't understand these.
Can only guess Dresa might suffer from cardiovascular diseases like coronary heart disease.
Will doesn't know much about this disease, only knowing up to 9 million people die of coronary heart disease globally every year; it is one of the fatal main causes of cardiovascular diseases, called the "silent killer."
In the Pokémon world a thousand years later, curing this disease shouldn't be difficult.
Relying on the magical power of Pokémon, the success of surgery is quite high.
But definitely can't do it in this era.
Let alone practical operation.
Will doesn't even know the theory.
And his Aura Power, for Dresa, is equivalent to "quick-acting heart pill"
By soothing emotions, lowering blood pressure, widening coronary arteries, restoring normal heart rhythm, greatly reducing Dresa's risk of myocardial infarction and sudden death.
"Even State Preceptor can't treat it? Sigh, seems Heaven wants me dead."
Dresa pursed his lips and smiled bitterly.
Disappointment is indeed there, but not much.
He had long prepared for various scenarios and death.
"Don't be too pessimistic. Although my ability can't help you cure this disease radically, it can greatly delay the time of your death. If you pay attention to controlling your emotions yourself, living for another few decades is no problem."
Will isn't comforting Dresa, just telling the truth.
Although Dresa's illness will definitely get worse.
But as Will's level increases, his Aura will gradually recover to the level of his previous life, and the effect will become stronger.
Treating symptoms but not the root cause, yes.
But if treating symptoms until Dresa dies of old age, that counts as treating the root cause.
"Really? Hahaha, ouch! State Preceptor save me quickly!"
Dresa looked happy, then his face suddenly flushed red.
"You must control your emotions well, otherwise dying in a few years isn't impossible."
Will raised his hand again helplessly, reminding him seriously.
Two or three seconds later.
Dresa's face returned to normal.
"Phew... I understand. Many thanks, State Preceptor. And, thank you for willing to come to the Kingdom of the Vale with me; tomorrow I will personally take you to the Tower of the Divine Dragon."
Dresa nodded, not forgetting the condition promised to Will.
A King over thirty years old, obedient like a student in front of Will.
Will couldn't help nodding seeing this.
A humble King is much easier to get along with.
"It's getting late; I have to take Big Silly back to sleep too."
Will pointed to Druddigon beside him nodding sleepily.
"Okay, I'll have someone take you back to the room."
Dresa called the head maid of the palace.
Then the head maid personally led Will and Druddigon back to the room.
The room wasn't much different from the bedroom humans lived in, at most a temporarily made super large bed on the floor nearby, presumably for Druddigon to sleep.
"Go to sleep."
"Roar~"
Will exhaled, lying on the soft bed, gradually closing his eyes.
Going to Dragonspiral Tower tomorrow.
He doesn't hold much expectation in his heart.
But have to go and see anyway.
~~~
Get early access to 30+ advanced chapters on Patreon!
https://www.pat-reon.co-m/c/Hollowborn
~~~
Every 5 new reviews = 1 extra chapters
Every 150 Power Stones = 1 extra chapter