To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 10

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Episode 10 Beginning of swordsmanship (1)

Illisia entered the bedroom and said.

“…I’m Illisia.”

“…Did you really ask the saint to die?”

The viscount’s direct words made her speechless.

“…”

Did you say that silence is a silent affirmation?

The Viscount realized that his daughter had cursed the Saint and no one else.

‘Haa… Maybe it would be nice to do this. Does that mean that the family line will end in my generation?’

A saint has a cause and great power as a representative of God.

God in human form in the human world.

that’s a saint

However, the other person might not be a commonly known saint, but a god.

If he said just one word to the kingdom, their throats would run away.

He had done so much wrong and he was fully capable of having that kind of power.

Viscount Gade put a hand on his frowning forehead.

Now, there were things I had to prioritize over scolding my daughter.

“Whoa… Find the whereabouts of Saint Porton. Right Now. We need to find it as quickly and quietly as possible.”

When the viscount’s words fell out, the butler, Porten, bowed his head.

“I’ll let someone go and find it.”

Viscount Gade added:

“If we didn’t know, he would be an unknown saint. I don’t know why Seongguk didn’t take such a saint with him. So, when you make a request to the information guild, don’t say you’re looking for a saint, but look for him based on his appearance or age.”

“All right.”

The Viscount, who had asked Porton to trust him, spoke to Illisia in a voice that wasn’t loud, but wasn’t too quiet, as he left the room.

“Nobility, even when something angry or sad happens, you must not take it out and let it go. One of your feelings can kill the whole family.”

Illisia’s shoulders shrank at his rather stern words.

Tears welled up in his eyes, as if they were about to fall.

Viscount Gade said, this time gently running her hair.

“I don’t mean get rid of emotions. Show your feelings only to people you can trust. That is the highest trust a noble can have as a human being.”

His words echoed quietly through the bedroom.

In the end, Illisia ended up shedding tears in front of Viscount Gade.

“Hey… I’m sorry, Dad.”

Patting the sobbing daughter in his arms, Viscount Gade closed his eyes.

At Illisia’s age, it was usually time to make friends and run around the garden to play.

However, Illisia is the daughter of a noble.

That’s why I always had to be careful about my behavior, and I had to teach myself that I should take responsibility in case of an accident like this.

It was for her, and it was one of the little things he could teach his daughter, since all he could teach her was family and nobility.

She is only 14 years old and is deprived of her freedom just because she was born into a noble family. He felt sorry for it and cried that his daughter, who wouldn’t hurt even if he put it in his eyes, had to live in the world of nobles from now on.

Now all he could do for her was teach her how to survive in this world.

‘Whoa… Maybe it would be better for Illisia if the family ended here…’

Feeling all sorts of emotions rushing in after a long time, the viscount quietly turned his eyes out the window.

The position of being a nobleman and father did not allow anyone to show tears.

* * *

“Ray, come out every morning starting today. Now that you’ve reached your age, it seems like it’s time to learn the sword.”

When Ale spoke, Ray nodded as he put down his spoon while eating the soup.

“huh. I also wanted to learn.”

“ha ha ha. won’t it be easy? You might learn while being hit.”

Ale felt great joy in doing something with her son.

“Dad is so strong. He is so strong, but if I get hit by the sword he wields with that arm, I might die.”

Ray started pouring ale.

Do compliments make whales dance?

Ale, the human, was about three times more excited.

“Ha ha ha ha ha! Come on, take it easy.”

Watching Ale smile like an idiot, Sein put his hand on his chin.

“Who is watching whom? Don’t come back beaten by the kid.”

“Don’t make fun of me?”

Even if they thought, Ray was unusually strong.

Even if they did their best, it didn’t seem like they would dare to push away his overwhelming density of mana.

So, Ale had something in mind.

“ray! Magic is prohibited during swordsmanship training!”

Sein snorted at his confidently shouted words.

“joy. Is that what you believe in?”

“Ha ha ha ha! Taste your father’s majesty to the fullest!”

Ray didn’t know why Aile was so obsessed with ‘father’s dignity’, but he felt that if he grew a beard, he could say he had said it all.

“all right. Can we not use magic?”

“cancer. I will allow you to spend mana.”

He smiled wickedly at Ale’s words.

He was also the one who created a scalpel with mana for surgery.

Just because you can’t use magic doesn’t mean you lose your understanding of mana, so the only difference is the difference in skill and experience in swordsmanship.

If you overcome that part, you will be able to beat Ale.

The rich thought each other had won.

* * *

The class started in the large yard.

Ray received a short wooden stick from Ale.

The shape of the wooden sword was rough, probably made by carving a log.

‘As expected, it’s not a Japanese sword, it’s a double-edged sword.’

I thought about it, but the concept of a Japanese sword did not exist in this world.

In this place where strength-based swordsmanship developed, Japanese swords were nothing more than disposable items that could not even attack and would break.

Ray took a stance, gripping the handle part.

It was a posture that was often called ‘kendo’ in modern times.

‘It’s good that I learned kendo when I was young.’

In modern times, he had been learning kendo for self-defense since he was five years old.

By the time I entered high school, I didn’t go to school, but I worked hard in my own way, so my attitude was good.

Even though it was his first time holding a sword, Ale was taken aback by his son’s gaps being filled.

Originally, I was thinking of fixing it while looking at my unprepared posture.

Hana Ray’s attitude was clearly one that emphasized practicality.

By placing the sword in the center, there seemed to be no problem wherever they went out.

He was also able to keep his opponent in check.

‘This is unexpected, I might be right.’

Ale warmed up a little and said.

“Is your posture okay? Then attack first.”

“huh.”

As soon as Ray finished speaking, he slammed into Ale’s side.

He cut his sword diagonally and aimed at Ale’s shoulder.

However, Ale was preparing for it, so it was not difficult for Ray to let go of the sword he wielded.

If the sword was shed, there would always be a gap.

Ale took advantage of that moment.

‘Eat a shot, this guy!’

The attack aimed at the shoulder, just like Ray, landed directly on Ray’s shoulder.

No, it should have hit.

Before I knew it, Ray’s spilled sword was again blocking Ale’s attack.

‘Which break?’

Ray bounced off his sword without even giving a moment’s rest.

His sword, filled with mana, collided with Eil’s sword and created a reaction force.

“Ugh!”

His high-density mana lightly pushed back the mana of Ale, who had put the same mana into it.

As a result, Ale almost lost the sword in her hand.

If it wasn’t for the actual combat experience and preparation that my body remembers, I would have let go of the sword.

‘He’s such a genius. I don’t know where you learned it, but at least it’s a swordsmanship I’ve never seen before.’

Ale thought that Ray invented this swordsmanship.

At a young age, you might question how to make swordsmanship, but Ray has always been like that.

The quest for mana and its understanding were not something even Sein, a magician, could dare to follow.

It’s just learning about magic, but if you try to discuss mana, Sein will surely be defeated.

Ale swung his sword and said.

“What is that swordsmanship? Did you also make it?”

Rey replied as she took the sword aiming for her chin.

“huh. Did you make it? I don’t know if I can use it in practice.”

Seeing his son talking with a smile on his face, Ail’s clothes almost exploded.

‘Did you make it well? yes well made this guy! enough to make me want to learn.’

“Then shall we speed up a little now?”

Ale activated the mana in his body.

Then his sword became terrifyingly fast.

Ray couldn’t accept it easily and stepped back.

“I don’t know how to do that…”

“Ha ha ha ha ha! Then learn while getting hit!”

“Despicably!”

Not only speed, but also strength.

The pressure of his sword that struck him was transmitted to himself.

Ray had no choice but to step back once more from that momentum.

“Are you running away again?”

“If Dad keeps coming out like that, I have an idea too.”

“Try it! However, magic is prohibited.”

“It’s not magic.”

“Then good.”

Ale quietly watched what kind of move her son was using.

Seeing him like that, Ray tilted his head.

“Aren’t you attacking?”

“A man and man has pride, so how can he attack now? Just do it quickly.”

Would this be like a villain waiting for the messengers of justice to transform?

Ray said with a sly smile.

“Heh heh. Do you have no regrets?”

“A man never talks twice.”

Ale said that with a serious expression, but he soon regretted it.

It was because the mana was gathering around Ray, and soon it all went into the sword.

Thanks to that, he vomited the spirit of creating a sword aura that was said to be difficult to make.

The destructive power was weaker than the aura blade that only a sword master could make, and the cutting power was incomparable, but of course there is no child of Ray’s age who can make a sword aura.

Besides, it was not made because someone taught it, it was a sword aura based solely on mana understanding.

Its length was equal to the length of his thigh.

Ray said while holding a sword longer than his body.

“It is fair now. do it again.”

“Is fairness fair?”

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To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor

To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor

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Status: Completed
[MTL] Yusung is a genius doctor famous in the medical world. He, who spent his whole life in an operation room, died in a traffic accident, and when he woke up, he was in another world. But… a saintess? A holy empire? Healing magic? “I put so much effort into learning medicine, but now all I need to do is touch someone and they’re healed? Seriously, I think I’ve gone crazy.”

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