To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 164

Episode 164 Request for Visit from the Lessian Empire

Ray has been living a very busy life these days.

After organizing lectures at the medical academy or giving special lectures at the magic academy, his body was running out of time.

In the midst of that, there was someone who appeared, and that was Proxia’s mage.

Seeing him dissect, his knowledge seems to be quite solid, and looking at his hand movements, he is extremely skilled.

It was a very good situation.

It seems the time has come to make the second Zeke.

Just as I taught him swordsmanship and ordered him to protect his house (?), this time he intends to entrust the medical academy to that mage.

To be honest, the suspicion that he would betray me has not completely disappeared, but I don’t think I have to worry about it for the time being.

It was because he was officially assigned a dormitory and welcomed him as a freshman, so he seemed to be enjoying his life at the academy, although he didn’t show it either.

At least, it seems that he won’t start working until he returns after safely completing the Lessian Empire’s request.

Perhaps there was a possibility to keep the Holy Kingdom safe.

However, carelessness is prohibited.

Ray doesn’t trust Proxia’s mage at all.

That’s why it was better to attach someone who could be trusted and deal with him.

Of course, that person would be Zeke.

Sieg, who has become much stronger than ever after receiving training from himself recently, should be able to withstand even a 7th-circle mage.

Even in the worst case, he had to come back from the empire and cut off the mage’s breath, so there was no big worry.

On the contrary, accepting him into the academy would have more benefits than risks.

You can teach basic medical knowledge and use it as an apprentice professor, and it will be a strong manpower in practice such as pig dissection.

And the benefits didn’t end there.

The pride of the road that has reached the 7th circle pierces the sky.

Thanks to that, he doesn’t look down on the students of the Magic Academy who are arguing with him, and throws away the catfish, and as a result, the territorial attitude towards the students of the Medical Academy is considerably reduced.

Some students are already revered as heroes.

He has a high nose and is weak in compliments, but he quickly becomes conceited, but since he is not an idiot who blindly destroys everything, it is quite relieved.

Lying on the bed, Ray held up the letter.

The lavishly embroidered decorations and heavy weight of the seal showed that this letter was unusual.

He opened the letter again and read its contents.

Excluding the front content with numerous modifiers and rhetoric attached, the content is roughly like this.

The emperor is in critical condition, please come and fix it.

The plot is quite simple, but the meaning it has is not so light.

Entrusting the Emperor would probably mean that the Lessian Empire couldn’t find any more solutions.

I don’t know why they call him out there, not with the saintess, but if it’s that kind of disease, there’s a possibility that it’s an unusual disease that he doesn’t know about.

The meaning that the meaning you have is not light starts from here.

If he went to the Lessian Empire and still couldn’t cure the emperor’s illness, the responsibility would fall solely on the Holy Nation.

The simple explanation for the reason is that they place excessive trust in divine power.

The holy power of adults who instantly heals even if their heart bursts is already an extra life in itself.

Nevertheless, the fact that he was unable to cure even this disease is regarded as having no intention of curing the emperor.

In other words, from the moment the treatment failed, the empire judged that the saint did not ‘fail’ to heal the emperor, but ‘didn’t’.

As always, Ray thinks there are limits to divine power and magic.

There are definitely things that only modern medicine can treat.

However, you cannot force your thoughts on this world.

Isn’t that why the Academy of Medicine was established to convey it naturally?

Even if the emperor’s illness was not cured, it was a problem, but even if it was cured, it was a problem.

That is to give the Lessian Empire an excuse to meet at any time in the name of grace.

If that happens, you will be bothered again.

It was unthinkable that there would be no such thing as holding a banquet or arranging meetings with important people to repay the favor.

It was just starting to run the academy (?), but I wanted to refrain from wandering around the empire.

“Fire.”

Ray burned the letter he was holding.

Since it was a confidential letter, it would be difficult for a castle or an empire if left behind.

He thought as he lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

‘I can’t say I’m not going, and the situation becomes annoying when I’m treated…’

Is this a situation where there is no option?

No matter what you choose, you will only lose money in the current situation.

No, but if you open up a relationship with the empire, it will be useful later when sending doctors to various places to be produced by the academy.

I’m teaching medicine as hard as I can, but work is very incessant.

He shook his head and sighed.

I’m going to treat a patient, so I don’t have any major complaints, but I couldn’t help but sigh when I thought about the situation after it became more complicated.

* * *

Richie accepted the parchments Ray gave him.

“…Rod are you leaving?”

“okay. Just do what I said before. Don’t even think about cheating. Most of the contents of the lesson are written on parchment, so you should learn first and teach after you have fully understood it.”

“I know. I will do a good job this time and earn Lord’s trust.”

I knock on my chest and say it, but why is it that I don’t believe it?

At the words that showed his loyalty, Ray looked at Zeke and said.

“…Keep an eye on Zeke. If you feel suspicious about something, contact the magic tool immediately.”

Zeke immediately got down on one knee.

“All right. Don’t worry and go.”

Rich said as if he was unfair.

“Anyway, it’s not a good feeling to be watched by something like this, Lord.”

“My lord, it is clear that Lee has gone mad to have a disagreement with his lord’s orders. Please take responsibility and let me kill you.”

The two looked at each other, showing their teeth and growling.

Given the situation, it is very uneasy to trust the two and leave.

The security committee was also entrusted with surveillance without their knowledge, but it was really difficult because it seemed like something could happen at any moment.

Somehow, it seems like they fit well together.

Ray, who had been packing his backpack ignoring the two of them, said as if he had suddenly remembered.

“Oh, and during practice, there will be a man and a woman who stand out. Always keep an eye on what they are doing and let me know when I get back.”

“I will.”

“Then I go.”

With the horse, Ray left the academy’s office.

It was time to leave for the Lessian Empire.

Before that, though, I’ll have to stop by Selonia for a bit.

When I thought about it, I was aware that I had left too much of the work to Iriel.

For almost half a year, he was busy putting the academy on track, but he was able to do so thanks to Iriel’s help.

To be honest, if she hadn’t taken care of a lot of work, the current academy wouldn’t have been possible.

“I need some help when I get to Selonia.”

The only paperwork I’ve done since coming to the Holy Land was to stamp and inspect, but I’m sure I could be of some help.

* * *

Ray arrived at Selonia Castle and found Iriel’s mansion.

The place he walked after being guided by the servants was the office, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw Iriel, who was soundly asleep at the desk, and Griaia, who was dozing in a chair.

I must have fallen asleep deeply because of how much I couldn’t sleep.

Seeing that even Iriel, who has a very sensitive sense of humor, did not wake up even though she entered the office.

Ray sat down feeling apologetic for the appearance of the girls.

“Let’s see…”

I picked up the parchments and checked the contents, and the contents were almost the same.

There were some things that had to be calculated over and over again to come up with answers, but most of them were just annoying.

In fact, if the people who sent the letter were of this level, the lower administration would not be able to handle it.

To think that the two of them were solving this large amount.

Then I understood why he fell asleep like that.

Ray picked up the quill that Iriel was using and started writing the letters himself.

He cataloged all correspondence.

Formal requests that require one’s own seal are grouped as A, and if they correspond to general letters, financial letters that need to be answered after calculating B are grouped as C.

His brain had no difficulty in memorizing countless documents, deriving values through calculations, and writing answers.

As a result, the paperwork was decreasing at a fairly rapid rate.

Among the requests from other countries, those that were judged to be beneficial to the country or to provide an opportunity to establish a diplomatic foothold were stamped without hesitation.

In the case of C, the time taken to simply calculate was much faster than that of A.

Of course, the calculations were not easy.

No, on the contrary, I could understand it even if I had a hard time because the value did not come out by simple calculation.

This isn’t a math problem.

In other words, it is a matter of determining the future of the Holy Nation by each one.

In addition, being good at math doesn’t help because you have to calculate what the benefits and risks of the kingdom will be if you accept this offer.

Even so, Ray’s pen moved without a break.

As long as the letter is written considering both the budget and human resources of the province, it takes less than two minutes to process a letter.

In addition, he politely declined invitations to foreign countries, which took up a large part of the parchment, and made it clear that he would not ask twice.

Perhaps this alone will drastically reduce the work they have to do.

The only things left to do were to judge and review important agendas or things that would be really helpful to the kingdom.

In his previous life, he was able to show off his incredible processing speed because he had been hit by endless papers.

So many parchments began to run out little by little, and after three hours there were only a few left.

The remaining ones were not things he hadn’t dealt with yet, but rather things he had judged that he couldn’t answer because his knowledge of the Holy Kingdom was less than Iriel’s.

Ray sat down in a chair and stretched.

It’s more tiring than you think.

Of course, if they saw this, they would have screamed not to be funny.

If they say that they are exhausted after completing a task that would take them a week to complete in three hours, that is nothing but a joke.

If Iriel, who stands out the most among the saints of all time, had been at this speed, what would have happened if the others had been there?

As he finished his work and wandered around the office for a while, Iriel awoke pleasantly from his sleep with the warm sunlight coming through the window frame.

“Mmm.”

Stretch as you did.

Seeing him covering his mouth and yawning made me laugh out loud.

“Are you awake?”

Iriel was startled by the sudden sound.

“oh! Show off your popularity!”

Even when he was sorting documents next to him, it would be difficult to talk about a subject he had trouble sleeping with.

“Wipe off your saliva and tell me.”

“I didn’t drool!”

I hurriedly close my mouth at what I said as a joke.

She looked around and noticed a tower of papers missing from her desk.

Iriel said in bewilderment.

“Here… did you throw away the parchments here?”

“no. Don’t worry, I took care of that.”

As she spoke, she pointed to the seal of the saint on the desk, and she lightly frowned.

“…yes?”

No matter how much the saint in front of me is a person outside the standard, I don’t understand this.

What do you mean by processed?

Did you process all those correspondence in less than a day?

Could it be that I wrote a rough answer?

Iriel asked with an openly suspicious look.

“Where are they? Are you writing them correctly?”