Uranium: The Jinxed Prince
The Jinxed Prince 10's

"Pole number 31, please see Doctor Louis in Room 1."

"Pole number 6, please see Doctor Pasteur in Room 3."

"Princess number..."

"Princess number..."

Sayup-sayup heard the voices of the nurses alternately calling the patient queue number, breaking through among the frenetic hospital. Some people who felt the queue number was called immediately stood up, and some who had not received a seat immediately took an empty place.

A child holding his mother's hand, with a face holding back tears stepped into Room 1. The nurse standing at the door tried to comfort the boy by saying he was a brave boy with a smile. The corner of Shawn's lips involuntarily lifted looking at him. He sits in the long chair in front of Room 1—although the reason he is here is in Room 5.

Netra Shawn glanced around. Not everyone in the hallway is sick, but they feel the same pain. Showing a sad expression while looking down, as well as a reluctant step to move. To the extent that the room that should feel cold because of the amount of AC, even feels stuffy because the number of humans who breathe more oxygen.

At first Shawn did not understand. Why do healthy people bother sitting here? Didn't the presence of them in no way affect the fate of the sick? In fact, it would be better if they go so that the air here feels cooler.

But when he himself sat down, waiting for the uncertain news from behind Room 5's door half an hour ago, Shawn began to understand. Although it has absolutely no effect on the patient's safety, but the odd feeling in his chest feels greater when he stands up and tries to step out of here. His mind will always be here, no matter how hard he tries to forget.

Shawn looked down, staring at the silver-colored bracelet on his wrist.

As long as you wear this bracelet, I can definitely find you. Therefore, take good care.

Shawn suddenly remembered the words of the girl who gave this bracelet years ago. At that time Shawn did not think much, only receiving as a sign of separation before he was 'assigned' to the Roldwix Forest. But seeing the boy actually 'always' find Shawn, there must be something wrong with this bracelet.

As a 10-year-old growing up in the woods, Shawn does not know much about the technological developments out there. But Shawn knows that in this world there is such a thing as "magic tools"—just like the tools that lock him up in the Roldwix— Forestand this bracelet must be equipped with such tools.

No matter where I go, there's always a hit man who finds me, Shawn's mind tightening his fists. The fact that Brianna's arrival was none other than at the First Prince's behest still did not stop to disturb his mind. There was a sense of tightness in one corner of his heart every thought of that reality.

"What does His Majesty think until such an expression?" a familiar voice made Shawn turn his head, stand up and look at the girl who was now standing in front of him. "How's it?"

Brianna. "The doctor said that this was the first case he had ever encountered. Due to His Majesty's intervention, the child's blood flow seemed to 'slow down' giving the doctor's team time and opportunity to defend his life." Brianna turned to the door of Room 5. "Although, for now the situation cannot be said to be good. The team of doctors will also continue to monitor the child's condition intensely. No later than, within 2 weeks then the child can come out."

Shawn nodded, "Thank God the boy survived...." Unknowingly a pair of jet blue beads Shawn stared at Brianna's face after goal, tracing whether the face was believable. In the past by considering the relationship that has been formed for 5 years, the prince can still dismiss all suspicions that arise. But now, after the 'big' lie that the girl uttered under the snowflakes last night, Shawn doesn't even know what the words coming out of his lips just now deserve to be believed.

No, of course Shawn understands that Brianna is a daughter of the Marquess who has his own duties. But for whatever reason, he hated everything related to the members of the royal family and the Duke Lawrence family.

Helaan slid from the prince's lips, then he removed the silvery bracelet on his wrist and stretched it out to Brianna. "Thank you for reminding me to take the boy to the hospital. I did not think clearly because 'he' kept provoking me earlier. But I think now we really have to split up."

Brianna blinked a few times, staring cluelessly at the object in Shawn's hand. "Then, what does this have to do with the bracelet?"

Shaa....

At once Brianna's netra was completely engulfed, like a viper strangled by prey. His heart was beating fast, like being pierced by the sight cast by that pair of jet blue neutrals. Whereas before, the Fourth Prince had never looked at himself like that.

"Please accept it, it will be troublesome if I travel while wearing a bracelet, right?" shawn said with a smile. But in the sight of those pair of green eyeballs, the prince's smile was even more frightening than the blade aimed at him.

Moments later Brianna regained her senses, smilingly covered her feelings just now, and picked up the silvery bracelet. "Alright, if that's His Majesty's wish."

Shawn was silent for a moment, for some reason instead of being happy, his chest even felt tight. The silvery-haired youth walked past Brianna, "May Miss and 'she' be safe on the way back later."

***

The silvery-haired youth suddenly stopped, staring at a white building with a red "+" mark on it for the last time. "Because I was too emotional, I forgot to ask for a clue to the existence of the mountain," Shawn murmured along with an annoyed sigh slid from his lips. "Have it, I also would not linger in this city." The young man walked back after confirming the hood of the robe covering his hair to part of his face.

Taps. Taps. Taps.

Silence leads Shawn to a cryptic memory. Back when Eloise was alive, she liked to tell various legends and myths in this kingdom, and Shawn was no less enthusiastic about listening. The little prince who has now grown into a teenager still remembers the outline of some of the legends that Eloise told, one of which is the Legend of Flowers Un.

Shawn recalls Eloise also once said that Mount Astinapura is surrounded by statues in the form of a beautiful angel from Heaven, Angel Arella, the Messenger of Heaven. It is said that in the spring the statue will be seen made of wood, in the summer it looks made of flower arrangements, in the autumn of rusty iron, in winter it is made of ice. It is also said that there is the power of 'sakti' enveloping the statues so that they will not be seen or destroyed by just anyone.

Therefore, no one can confirm the location of the mountain. Never mind the mountain, statues shaped Angel Arella alone never found.

"But I think there's one possible place: The Dragon Forest, a few miles from Duchy Neptunium's border," said Eloise at the time. Although uncertain, but Eloise's theory is not unfounded.

Referring to the Legend of the Dragon Herrings, it is said that there is a powerful dragon who guards treasures on a mountain. Dragons are very large and powerful creatures, filled with dark scales as well as dense eyeballs. The description can be said to match the description of the man in the Legend of Flowers Un. It could be that the Dragon Herrings were "unknown animals" that wiped out the small town where the human lived.

For this second reason, more to Eloise's own imagination. In the legend, it is said that the Dragon Herrings guarded a precious treasure on a mountain. According to Eloise, the "treasure" in question is the un flower and the "mountain" is Mount Astinapura. Perhaps the Angel Arella was angry and went in search of the Dragon Herrings, and as punishment for his wicked deeds, he was assigned to guard the flower for the wicked.

And if Eloise's theory is correct, then Mount Astinapura should be located not far from the border of Duchy Neptunium.

Shawn involuntarily smiled. The prince recalled Eloise's enthusiastic face as he began to tell stories. Unfortunately, that smile had to wear off considering that he would never be able to see that face again.

Shawn suddenly stopped, glancing left and right behind him, there were 2 beings following him from different directions. One by one, he said in his heart. Then as fast as lightning the young man jumped up, made one of the nearby tree trunks a pedestal, and landed high on the tree branch. "What is this 'Roldwix Forest Blessing Carrier' following me?" ask her while sitting leaning up there.

The tiger who was questioned could only smile wryly. "Hey, Son. Don't blame me for not knowing anything. The humans themselves created stories about me. I was actually just walking around because I couldn't find you anywhere, but had unknowingly arrived in the city."

Shawn tilted his head. "I don't blame you, but I don't think you should hurt a child."

Hearing Shawn's words, the white tiger couldn't help but laugh. "Throughout the years of knowing you, only this time did you say that. Usually you never care who I kill or eat." The tiger came closer to the tree where Shawn was. "So, how's the kid?"

Shawn's blue bead glanced behind the nearby bushes. "You can see for yourself." The white tiger reflex turned in the direction Shawn was looking at. Behind the bushes a few meters away, there was a small child hiding there, only the child's body was too far to the edge so it was not covered by leaves.

Once again the tiger laughed. "Seeing it can follow you all the way here, it doesn't seem like the wound is too severe."

"About that, I don't know," Shawn replied softly. Brianna said the boy was being watched by a team of doctors. This time too.., Brianna lied to me?

"I'm hurt bad!" the typical exclamation of the little boy spontaneously attracted the attention of the two, staring at the boy stumbling along. The hairy coat he had been wearing, had now turned into a striped pajama-like hospital outfit.

The white tiger nodded. "Son, did you just hear my voice?"

The boy nodded. "What's the matter, Old Tiger? It's not something extraordinary, is it?"

Spontaneous twitches were formed at the tiger's temple. "No, you must have been so healthy that you could say it to me" he said again trying to suppress patience.

Shawn chuckled from up there, then jumped right in front of the boy. "You just survived death, but want to see him again?" shawn said as he opened the coat that wrapped the body under the cloak, then put it on the boy.

The white tiger back there smiled mockingly, "Now than a human child, that child looks more like a penguin boy."

The boy's forehead was wrinkled at the tiger's words. But according to Shawn, the words were not at all wrong. With a thick oversized coat wrapped around the child's body, and even more than the child's legs and hands, he did look like a penguin boy.

"You better go back to the hospital," said Shawn flatly, then continued the journey followed by the white tiger, leaving the boy. But the boy did not give up, chasing Shawn until their steps were level.

With a corner of his eye, Shawn glanced at the 'little penguin' that was following him, stopping. "Why are you still following me?"

The boy stopped, looked down. The net moved to and fro as he tried to think of an excuse. "I..."

"Just let this child come along," the boy had not had time to cuddle, the white tiger cut first. Spontaneous Shawn looked at him sharply, "You want to take responsibility if he dies, 'Old Tiger'?"

The white tiger was glaring at Netra. "Once again one of you calls me that, get ready to go into my stomach!"

"Well, I'm afraid~"

"Well, seram~"

reply Shawn and the boy almost simultaneously.

The tiger snorted, it was like nurturing 2 brats. "If this child weaves 'nitrogium' with me, then his body will become healthier and stronger from now on."

Nitrogium, one of the popular myths circulating in Lionheart. It was said to be a kind of covenant held between humans and the fransbeast, an animal that had magic power in its body. It is said that the fransbeasts are a little different from other animals, they are more intelligent and understand human speech. But the only people who can communicate with them are 'choice' people'.

If a human were to interweave nitrogium with a fransbeast, some of the fransbeast's power would pass into the human body and the fransbeast would have to serve it until one of them died.

"'Nitrogium'?" the boy was surprised, slowly turning his head to the tiger. "Old Tiger, are you a fransbeast? Isn't the fransbeast extinct?"

True, it is said that the fransbeast is extinct along with the disappearance of traces of magic in Lionheart— except from the blood of Lawrence. But who would have thought, until a while ago the animal in the myth was on the outskirts of the March Plutonium, inside the Roldwix Forest. Although when Shawn first met him, the condition of the animal was not so good.

Shawn frowned. He could talk to the tiger, but didn't know he was a fransbeast?