To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 230

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Episode 230 Execution (1)

Hearing the commotion outside, Ray sensed that the time had come.

The only thing left to do is now.

I couldn’t give them any more time to think.

‘I’ll have to put a dark spirit on Iriel. It’s because I’m anxious.’

When I turned my back on those who were discussing it, a young man in the lead grabbed me.

“…great. Let’s try to oppose Sanha.”

The dark-haired young man answered with determined eyes, perhaps because he thought that someone would die tomorrow.

I glanced behind him and saw them staring at me, who had stopped talking.

“Then, from now on, attract more people. It’s better to have as many people as possible.”

It is time for dawn to come.

Now was the time to move on to Sanha.

As they left the tree house, Ray added a word.

“In the morning, I go straight to Sanha. If there are this many people who want to go outside, they won’t be able to act rashly even if they tell them to.”

“…The word that you will take responsibility… Please keep it.”

Instead of answering his words with a nod, he fired a new model.

* * *

So-yeong, who was trying to fulfill the saint’s orders by wandering around, couldn’t open her mouth because of the thick murder felt in her side.

As I hurriedly turned my body, the sword occupied the space and was thrust out.

The stabbed sword turned its trajectory and slashed her shoulder blades.

‘Who is it?’

She had to stop the sword without even looking at the opponent’s face.

As I deflected the sword strike with a small dagger taken from my thigh, I heard a polite voice.

“Oh, that’s a good skill. Improvisation is really useful.”

Looking at the face of the other person, it was a middle-aged man with a beard growing here and there.

He was holding a sword in one hand, and the sight was terrifying.

The momentum flowing out is like facing a mighty Mt.

Every sense in her body was telling her to run away.

Biting his lip, he tried to look at the retreat route, but the middle-aged man’s sword poured over his head again like a ghost.

As soon as he tried to block him with a dagger, the sword’s remnants split into several in an instant.

‘Is it an illusion!’

Face the first attack with full mana.

One deflected the sword, but the remaining two remnants twisted and slashed into the abdomen as if they were snakes.

As I rolled my body on the dirt floor with my eyes wide open, I was able to avoid him with a narrow difference.

“It’s bitter when a grown woman rolls around on the dirt floor.”

Along with him, the sword swung again.

Not long after, So-young felt the threat to her life as the swordsman attacked from all directions.

If I go on like this, I will surely die.

The man’s sword drew a mysterious sword path and approached.

Blood seeped from So-young’s forearm as she tried to pour it down.

“Ugh!”

It’s not a big wound to worry about, but it’s not a small wound either.

She gritted her teeth at the obvious differences in her skills.

The reason she is pushed back like this is because she herself is an Assassin.

Her sword, which specializes in assassination, only aims for one-hit kills.

I don’t think about it because I have to kill one with one attack.

That’s the assassin’s sword.

Even a black sword master stabbing people in the dark would tremble in fear, but an Assassin who confronts them head-on is not a consideration.

The elder brushed off the bloody sword with a single swing.

“Shit… I came here because I was wondering how strong it was, but I just lost my appetite. My excitement has cooled.”

As she only revealed her disappointment in this catchy subject, she also frowned.

However, at the words of the middle-aged man who followed, he had no choice but to evade by throwing his body again.

“But you should be held accountable for making a fuss in front of Sanha.”

Kwaaang-!

An aura flew from the sword that had been lowered in a straight line.

The aura that cuts everything has been changed to a destructive one.

I’ve never heard of an aura like this.

He tried to hide himself by throwing himself into the bush, but he couldn’t do that when the aura reached right in front of him.

Soaring up to the top of the tree with one leap, she took out her weapon to come face to face.

Middle-aged people burst into admiration at the aura of clear and neat colors.

“Aura is the mirror of the mind! What a clean aura!”

He smiled contentedly and stabbed his sword, but the speed was infinitely slow.

But the strange thing is that you can’t easily avoid it.

It seems like the sword will chase him no matter where he escapes.

When I take a step with a feeling of reluctance, he also takes a step closer.

‘It must have happened.’

This is an unavoidable sword.

As a final move, I filled the dagger with an aura and fired it at the middle-aged man’s face.

Piing-!

The middle-aged man’s sword tip swayed finely, along with the sharp sound of a gong tearing through the air.

Is there a possibility?

I hurriedly prepared to throw myself, but she was stunned.

The mana emitted to the surroundings wraps around his sword as if it were a protective shield.

In the end, the blow she threw with all her might failed to see the light of day.

When the last move was blocked, there was no more way to escape.

Besides, he lost his sword, so it was a disaster.

I was just staring at the middle-aged man’s stabbing sword, but someone’s swords came out from the side.

Caan-!

“Keuuugh!”

Two young men ask with a deep silence.

“Are you okay?”

The white mask worn on the face is ridiculous, but it feels reassuring.

“Why me…?”

When asked with a sense of bewilderment and doubt, the young men answered with a smile.

“All masked people are friends.”

“Isn’t this how the Elder won’t even recognize who I am? Now is the only time to rebel.”

The answers were different, but the fighting spirit could be seen in their eyes.

Contrary to their appearance, the two young men were spitting out blades to come to their swords.

What is the bloodline of a hero?

There was no one I met who was not a sword master, and none of the people I spoke to could not use magic.

I was amazed again.

The elder smiled and raised his sword.

“You’re having a lot of fun. I’ll catch you right away and take off your mask.”

“It won’t be easy, old man!”

Caan-! Caan-!

Swords collided with swords, and the remnants of the aura bounced off.

That alone had considerable destructive power, and the surrounding area quickly turned into a mess.

Every time they faced the middle-aged man’s sword, the young men often fell out, and each time their aura gradually weakened.

Aura is proportional to the user’s mana.

If mana is consumed and the amount gradually decreases, the aura also weakens.

No matter how much the lineage of a hero is, as long as there is a limit to the amount of mana that can be accumulated as a person, middle-aged people are overwhelmingly dominant.

It’s a state that I’ve gained by killing many people so far.

I made a checkup and rushed at it, but after swinging the sword a few times, it was quickly destroyed.

“ha ha ha. It seems to have ended here.”

“Please run away now.”

The blades of the kendo were all worn out and could not be used.

The elder slowly approached them and swung his sword.

It was a sword strike that seemed to be about to kill without a moment’s hesitation.

No, his eyes shimmer with greed, which seems to show his desire to become stronger.

Soyoung, who was about to close her eyes, could see someone land on the ground.

Kwaaang-!

A young voice is heard from the smoke with a loud explosion.

“You’re such a nasty bastard that you’re trying to kill even your own clan.”

Ray with a fishy smile faced the elder.

* * *

After ordering the dark spirits wandering around to escort Iriel, Ray set out on the road again.

To change their thinking, it was necessary to create another organization.

It is an organization that can move in harmony with each other, not with heads like Sanha.

If their opinions were divided by the two forces, it was enough to appease the rest and make them stick to this side.

Throwing himself off and running along the forest road, he stopped when he heard a noise.

I can hear the clattering noises made by the weapons colliding, albeit weakly.

‘It’s strange. It didn’t look like they would start a fight already.’

In an unexpected situation, he hurriedly changed direction.

After passing through the forest, what I saw in the open field was a wounded So-young and two young men gasping for breath.

Standing in front of me is a middle-aged man with a lot of energy.

It became a conflict for a moment in a pretty good political situation.

‘If the two of them suffer even a small wound, the conflict between the new organization and Sanha will grow. If that’s the case, it’s only a matter of time before the two forces will be divided.’

Thinking so, I decided to watch the situation, but isn’t a crazy middle-aged man throwing a sword full of murderous intent!

The aura is full of destructive power, probably thinking of splitting people in two with one sword.

Even if you were hit by that, you wouldn’t be able to survive.

My head went cold in an instant at the act of trying to kill even the same clan as if it were only So-young.

Landing on the ground, he pushed the middle-aged man’s sword with his palm.

The sword loaded with experience sank heavily to the ground like water-soaked cotton.

When the Aura Blade hit the ground, it caused a blast.

Kwaaang-!

As the middle-aged man took a few steps back to relieve his strength, Ray picked up a twig from nearby.

“Does Sanha come out to meet guests these days?”

“That’s a good skill. Are you of the same blood as ours?”

Lineage doesn’t really matter.

In the first place, the Mana Road was wrong with them.

God’s blessing was meaningless to him who ate all the mana in the sky as if he were eating it all.

The elder shook his head and shook his sword.

My hands still trembled, and I realized the difference in my skills.

“How many people did you kill to open that level?”

“does not exist. I don’t want to become strong by killing someone.”

“No? Nonsense! Even with the blessings of God, humans are humans. That kind of sacrifice is necessary to break through the limits!”

“You have to sacrifice someone to become stronger, so your strength must be at least that much.”

He raised his mana to the limit.

The air trembled, and the mana that was familiar just a moment ago turned against him.

Dominating the mana of the air is not only fatal for mages.

As evidence of this, the middle-aged man’s complexion hardens little by little.

“I can’t believe it. How could a child of a traitor who went outside have this kind of power…”

“I’m a bit strong by nature.”

As they spoke, a tree branch cut through the space.

With the aura of mana, everything around was cut away.

Trees, as well as rocks and lofty cliffs, are cut like paper.

The middle-aged man’s eyes widened at the unbelievable sight.

The tree branch that had not been covered with an aura had already become powder because it could not overcome its power.

Only the cold blue eyes stared at him.

“Don’t touch my companions. This is the final warning.”

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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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