To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 331

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Episode 331 Princess Sileia (1)

Sileia spent her time in the barracks quite luxuriously.

It may have been because Klein gave the order, but it wasn’t just because of the order.

A princess is a noble being.

No matter how much she trained her sword and became an Aura user, she suffered only a few times.

So there’s no way they can adapt to the battlefield.

Despite claiming to be a prosecutor, she doesn’t even have calluses on her hands.

Having grown up with the love of Devon kings and princes, this kind of luxury felt natural to her.

“Brother, go a little slower.”

When she first came out of the castle, she looked around and spoke excitedly. Klein shook his head.

“We are not out to play. Even now, there are people who are waiting for us, so how can we slow down?”

Even now, it was a speed that took her into consideration.

Although he rode a horse, he did not run very much, so the distance he had originally reached in three days was six or seven days.

Although Silea knew it, she couldn’t hide her excitement.

It feels like a child walking down the street at night for the first time.

Looking around, there was only a forest or a wide road along a stream, but that alone was enough to make Silea’s heart beat.

Klein looked at the soldiers’ reactions and gave her a scolding, not a scolding.

“I know how you feel, but I want you to be patient with the circumstances.”

“yes.”

Klein felt sorry for Balo, who was watching the scene from the side.

‘You seem to be having a hard time because of your immature younger sister.’

It was the first job entrusted to Klein by the King of Devon.

If this goes well, it will be a golden opportunity to solidify his position as the next king.

But at that moment, Princess Silea intervened.

Klein, who had not been able to sleep well due to the pressure of the military and the successor position, was now accepting his sister’s complaints.

Barlow rode his horse beside Klein.

“Your complexion is not good. It’s fine for a while, so let’s take a rest in the carriage.”

Klein, whose dark skin was peeking out from under his eyes as if he was about to die, shook his head.

“I can’t do that, Duke Balo. I can’t believe that someone who should be an example to the soldiers would fall in alone.”

That’s enough to make me respect you again.

Balo said emphatically.

“Looking like that haggard is only demoralizing. Please do not refuse my request.”

Called the sword of the kingdom, he couldn’t ignore it when he said this.

Cline struggled for a moment, then shook his head.

“…Okay. Do as the Duke says.”

While the duke was relieved by the foot that barely made him rest in the carriage, Princess Silea approached beside him.

She opens the window in the carriage and speaks.

“How much do you have left before the Duke?”

“…I think we have another week to go.”

If the princess hadn’t been idle, she could have done it in three days.

The words behind him were swallowed through his throat.

She put her index finger to her lips and let out a ‘heh’ voice before asking again.

“Wouldn’t it be possible to stop by a village on the way to Celia?”

After talking that far, Balo understood roughly what Princess Silea wanted to say.

‘It looks like you want to look around the town.’

I wanted to put a bluff that I would not stop by the village, but unfortunately I had to stop by the village once.

That is because we have to buy necessary food and check supplies at the middle point.

“I plan to stay briefly in the neutral city of Sigea.”

“Shigeara…”

she answered in a bright voice as she checked her location by recalling her memory.

“It won’t take long from here.”

“yes. It will arrive in two days.”

“All right.”

He laughs at what is so good.

As the carriage pulled away, Balo sighed.

I seem to be sighing a lot lately.

He could only hope that Princess Silea would remain calm.

* * *

After the two-day journey, the magnificent view of Sigea Castle began to appear in the distance.

Silea’s eyes widened as she cast her gaze out of the carriage.

“Wow…”

Klein proudly says to her who admires her innocently.

“That place is a neutral city. How are you? It looks pretty good, doesn’t it?”

It’s not even my country, but just looking at what you’re saying, you can see that it played a big part in making the castle.

Shileia nodded broadly as well.

“Great! The castle of Devon is beautiful, but the castle of Sigea is also not inferior!”

As a neutral city and a center of trade, Sigea has a lot of money.

Therefore, the castle was also built splendidly.

During the day, a lively market dominates the market, and at night, the vermilion-colored night views are revealed.

Klein winked at her sister, who was twisting her body in an attempt to get in as soon as possible, so that she wouldn’t turn into a twist.

Then, one of the knights in front sent a message to Sigea.

The guards who were checking the number of people opened the gate.

“As you know, Sigea is a neutral city. Please note that disputes are not permitted here.”

Indeed, the guards who were looking around the huge number of soldiers cautioned them.

“I know.”

“You may come in.”

5,000 people entered Sigea Castle proudly.

Upon entering, the street had a much more splendid atmosphere than it had seen from afar.

People walking down the street are full of energy and their expressions are bright.

Despite being busy, it was not thought to be disorderly, so there was nothing so strange about it.

Besides, more than 5,000 people roamed the boulevard, but people didn’t seem to feel very scared.

It was a sight that could only be seen because this place was Shigea.

Shileia, who was looking around the stalls, excitedly led Klein.

“Wow, Brother Klein! Look here! It’s a skewer that I’ve only heard about!”

“ha ha ha. yes yes.”

In the castle, he was just happy to see her running around, who had been training with a sword to soothe boredom.

Duke Balo’s heart felt warm as it felt like seeing his granddaughter just now.

he said to Klein.

“I’m going to Hafman’s store, so the vice commander is at least looking around the streets with the princess.”

“Are you okay? It seems the duke needs more time to rest than me…”

“Hahaha. What can I say, but at this age, one body is fine.”

Although he is weak, he has risen to the rank of sword master, who is said to pass the time.

If it wasn’t anyone else and he was not feeling well enough to scream, there would be no one who would walk around in this place.

“But…”

“I’m fine, so spend some cozy time with the two siblings after a long time. Aren’t you busy with work in the castle and don’t have time to wander around?”

When Duke Valor said that, Klein also moved.

I definitely haven’t had time to play around until now.

He was the prince of the Devon kingdom and had risen to the rank of Intermediate user, but he had just turned 20.

He, who deep down wanted to spend time with Silea, said as if he was sorry.

“I cannot lift my face to my duke. Then, I’ll be back for a while, regardless of shame.”

“Please go.”

* * *

Ray, who had received a contact crystal ball from Hafman, was resting after finishing his usual contact with him.

There was no space to lie down, so he was lying with his feet on the table in the office, looking out the window and muttering.

“I’ll have to visit sometime soon.”

Halfman’s head must be exploding while investigating the darkness in the midst of the busy war right now.

It wouldn’t be a bad idea to visit them once in a while to encourage them.

Having made up his mind, he rose from his seat.

If you give me a decoction of medicinal herbs that are good for the body, it is clear that they will like it.

Ray, who arrived at Sigea with plenty of time, was the first to find the harp.

As usual, he ran out of the office barefoot.

He clicks his tongue and shakes his head.

“Tsk tsk. If you don’t have enough money to buy half a pair of shoes, can I give you some?”

“You are good at jokes.”

It’s not a joke, it’s the sound of running out barefoot every time I see it.

Halfman, who guided Ray into the office, sat down.

“What are you doing today? If you were in touch, didn’t you do it today?”

“It’s no big deal that I came here today.”

Ray rummaged around his waist and took out two small bottles.

Halfman asked cautiously, looking at the grotesque liquid that looked unappetizing at first glance.

“This……?”

“It is a restorative medicine made by decocting medicinal materials.”

“omg! May I accept this precious thing?”

It is medicine that the medical academy barely tries.

Its immediate efficacy is lower than that of potions, and it is not easy to make for long-term use, so it is not very practical.

But this was a medicine made by a saint and no one else.

Ray is the so-called God of Halfman who leads hundreds of thousands of Halfman followers from within Halfman.

Since it was the medicine that he gave, there was nothing better for Hafman.

Halfman accepted it cautiously, with tears in his eyes.

“You gave me two… I’ll drink one before I die, and I’ll keep the other for prayer.”

“You have to drink a potion before you die, so why do you take restorative medicine? I made two just in case, so drink one now and drink the other before you die under a pile of papers.”

“I will keep that in mind.”

Scared to speak, he opened the bottle cap.

Then, unlike the appearance, a fragrant scent tickled his nose.

It’s because he mixed incense powder used when he made fake emotional wine.

“Huh….”

Halfman, admiring the scent, inhaled it.

Then, an indescribably bitter taste paralyzed his sense of taste.

“Keew!”

If someone saw it from the side, they would think it was poisoned.

I don’t know where I threw away the face of Sang Sang Joo, and I roll on the stretch floor in my office.

Ray, who had been looking at him pathetically, glanced through the door.

He speaks in a chorus to the harpman, who is still holding his neck and making a pig-picking sound.

“Stop shaking the bowl and welcome the guests, half-man.”

“…yes?”

Hafman sees no one.

As Ray sneaked away, a person entered from the other side of the door.

A strong body with a huge body.

Looking at his face, he must have been over 60 years old, but his overflowing energy was not that of the criminal.

He looked at Ray with a surprised expression.

I didn’t hide my presence, but I was interested in knowing myself.

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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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[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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