To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 565

Episode 565 Dragon Rare (3)

There is a small mountain range called the Loen Mountains behind Sylvester’s territory.

Because it is located on the outskirts of the territory and the security is not good, the villages located at the foot of the Loen Mountains were prone to being attacked by bandits every day.

The center of a shabby village.

An old man was standing among the crowd, giving a long speech.

“We don’t have much food left to give to the bandits! If we continue like this, we will see the children starve to death first!”

The old man spat out his saliva and vomited.

A villager with a face full of poverty asked.

“There is no way the guards will take care of a small village like ours. Don’t you know the elders too? The guards around here are already teaming up with them.”

The old man nodded at him.

“You know. So now you have to make a decision. Are you going to fight those who are trying to steal your home?”

Talking and looking around with strong eyes.

“If not, will you leave the village?”

At the village chief’s words, the villagers became agitated.

If you take all the villagers together, there are no more than a hundred.

On the other hand, the number of bandits exceeded 1,000.

Even simply doing the math, it was obvious that they were at a numerical disadvantage.

The village woman slapped her with a contemplative face.

“You’re fighting! How can a country boy like us stand up to them…!”

Although they are mere bandits, they are not comparable to the villagers in terms of combat experience.

What would be the result of fighting between those who live on a knife and those who work tirelessly for farming?

As the people’s complexions darkened, the village chief, with his thin body, slammed his cane on the ground.

“Those who are leaving, let them go. However, those who have even the slightest affection for the village… Please stay with me.”

The village chief, who had been together for decades and had never bowed his head before, bowed down to the villagers.

“We are just a small village everywhere to them. So, if there is any unexpected damage, I will give up the bandit town. I will also risk my remaining life to fight.”

The village chief said that he was an adventurer who made a name for himself in this area in the past.

When he said he would help, the villagers gradually joined him.

The blacksmith who was in charge of making the village’s agricultural tools sighed.

“The elder said so, but I can’t bear to refuse. I will help my elders.”

“Thank you.”

This time, an old man from a small room, who was doing his job by chopping firewood, stepped out.

“I don’t know how far I can go with my old body… but I should think of this as fate.”

“Thank you. When I’m done, I’ll buy you a drink.”

“Heh heh heh. This cunning old man. If you have money to buy alcohol, use it to cook meat soup for the children.”

Let people stand up one by one.

Others who were determined to run away also bit their lips and got up.

“Still, it is a place where I have lived for over 60 years, but I cannot give up so easily. I will show you the skills trained in farming.”

“Please do so.”

The villagers gradually began to unite and unite.

Meanwhile, there were people watching them.

The man in leather armor grinned and looked down at the village.

“Khehehe. Excited.”

How dare you think of going against them?

Seeing this, if other villages join in protest and protest, it will be a headache.

If you think about it, it turned out better.

If they used the village in front of them as an example and completely destroyed it, they would not have the will to rebel in the future.

After looking around the village for a while, the man soon turned his back.

* * *

It is said that the beginning of the Loen Bandits was created by a fairly famous knight who retired from service.

His descendants led the bandit, and as time passed, a bandit with more than 1,000 members was created.

It is said that the current leader of the Rowen bandit is an intermediate Auror user.

It couldn’t be more than enough confidence to just do bandits.

A middle-aged man was sitting on a throne decorated with soft fur and all sorts of jewels.

Even at a glance, looking at the formidable impression, it seems like they are advertising ‘I’m a bandit’.

While enjoying a daytime drink with a woman at his side, he was greatly angered by the reports of his subordinates.

Kwaaaang-!

Hitting the throne with his big fist, he frowned and shouted.

“Do you mean that rootless worms dare to stand against the blood moon they saw!”

Blood moon.

In the world, it’s just a band of rather large bandits, but the Blood Moon was quite famous among bandits nearby.

Women are sold to brothels and men are enslaved and traded with slave traders, so the funds are considerable.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had nothing to fear now that he had even appeased the guards with that money.

The subordinate, who was reporting, lowered his head.

“You have to set an example and turn the village into a sea of fire. The reaction of the surrounding villages is also unusual. It would be a pain in the ass if we join forces and connect.”

At those words, the middle-aged man shook his fist.

To think that things that had been treated as slaves would dare to rebel against their masters.

“These doggies. To repay the grace that has protected and nurtured me like this.”

If anyone had heard of it, they would have thought that the bandits had sponsored the village.

Subha, who was reporting, almost let out a gasp without even realizing it.

The middle-aged man gulped down his drink as if his throat was burning.

“Kill all men and women by midnight tonight.”

Is it because you got the answer you wanted?

A blush appeared on the man’s face.

“Heh heh. All right. Can I have some fun before I kill you?”

At his words, the middle-aged man waved his hands with a tired face.

“You naughty bastard. Do as you please.”

After that, the middle-aged man took interest.

Due to his personality, once he stops paying attention, he doesn’t care until the end.

As a man who knew that well, the current situation was unwelcome.

‘I’m going to kill a few guys and sell the villagers without the boss’s knowledge.’

It will be a pretty good money-maker.

The corners of the man’s mouth twisted upwards as he lowered his head.

* * *

Deron, who was hired as a mercenary by Viscount Mace, was heading to Count Sylvester with his own mercenary group.

When it comes to the blood moon mercenaries, it is recognized in quite a few places.

They were notorious even among the mercenaries because they did not hesitate to do anything that would make money, such as subjugating bandits in a war zone war.

Mercenaries who would do anything for money.

The mercenary group created by such people is the Blood Moon.

“Captain, this time it will be a little money, right?”

To the member’s words, Deron replied as if to let go of his worries.

“It is something the central nobles decorate. Would I have gotten the job for less money?”

“but. As long as the captain received it right away, I said everything.”

“I’m afraid someone isn’t a money ghost. One smell of money is amazing. ha ha ha.”

The target of this mission is at most three people.

If only they dealt with it, they could not help but be excited because they had to be mobilized in large-scale battles to earn the amount they could receive.

while continuing to walk.

When Deron raised his hand, the noisy movement of the mercenaries stopped at once.

He put his hand to his mouth and quietly hid behind a tree.

For some reason, villagers in combat readiness were patrolling right in front of me with farm implements.

During this mission, they had to hide their identities, so it would be difficult for them to stand still like that.

One of the members said with a lively smile.

“Let’s just kill it. I’m going to die from not moving my body these days, Captain.”

At his words, Deron let out a laugh.

“Why are you trying to kill everyone if there is anything in your way? People should also know how to look at the situation a little bit.”

“Let’s not talk nonsense. Who knows what the leader is thinking? He must be thinking of making money by selling it to a slave trader anyway.”

Deron laughed as if he was stung in his heart at his words that he spat out as if he had read his thoughts.

“Quack-quick. I’ve been caught, so there’s nothing I can do.”

Those who had been hiding their presence in the bushes walked out pretending to be solemn.

As those wearing plate armor walked out of the empty forest, the villagers immediately aimed their farming tools at them.

“Who are you!”

Daeron skillfully waved his hand and calmed them down.

“Calm down. We are mercenaries who happened to pass by.”

“mercenary?”

“exactly. Rather, what the hell is this? Isn’t there a reason for a normal village to be so wary of outsiders?”

At that, the villagers, who relaxed their guard a little, responded.

“Because of the bandits. The bandits are grinding their teeth because they haven’t been able to pay properly in the past few days.”

“You mean this mess was only caused by bandits?”

The villager shook his head.

“Looks like this is the first time. The bandits here are known for being poisonous and strong. Even the guards keep quiet, so villagers like us can’t beat them if we don’t do something like this.”

It probably meant that they were preparing for an attack by bandits.

A faint smile formed on Daeron’s lips.

‘Things are going well.’

I was thinking about how to infiltrate the village, but I didn’t know that I was hiding from a bandit’s attack just in time.

Even if you grab the stick, you hold it this big.

I guess today is a lucky day.

he hinted at

“We are mercenaries. I don’t know about it in this area, but in quite a few mercenary guilds, it’s a mercenary group that is recognized just by saying its name. We can protect them from them if you promise us a small reward.”

His words were a great temptation.

The villagers, whose lives were at stake right away, couldn’t help but listen.

As expected, people interested in Deron’s proposal approached with interest.

“Is that for real?”

“Even though we live in different places, we are human too. I’m saying this because I see people in crisis and I can’t just ignore them.”

“Thank you! Thank you so much!”

“If you save me from the bandits, I will pay you back by working for five or ten years!”

Seeing them talking with tears in their eyes made me feel like I was about to burst into laughter.

Deron looked at the members standing behind him, smiled once, and then spoke to the villagers again.

“I don’t want a lot of money. I just want to find a place to stay tonight.”

“However much! I will solve that somehow!”

“Come here! Let me guide you!”

welcomed by the villagers.

A mercenary group full of thoughts of killing them easily entered the village.