To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 610

Episode 610 Goblin Principality (9)

Their first impression was that they were very close.

All of them covered their faces with their hoods on, and all had snakes drawn on their chests with blue thread.

It was a small group of only about 10 people, but I was overwhelmed by the momentum I felt from them.

The one standing in the front opened his mouth.

“Looks like a difficult situation. I will help you.”

The mercenary guild leader wearing plate armor replied.

“You guys?”

“we? Just think of it as nonexistent.”

The mercenary guild leader frowned at the fairly simple answer.

“I can’t accept the help of such shady bastards. reveal your identity What are you doing with this guild?”

As the atmosphere seemed to become more and more threatening, the mercenaries around them gradually took their hands as swordsmen.

Then, a chuckle was heard from within the black robe.

“Do you think that the principal came to make a request? He’s a guy who can’t grasp the atmosphere.”

Let’s wave our hands lightly as if we were chasing away flies along with the horse.

Faaaaang-!

The mercenaries lost their swords from their hands in an instant with a gong sound.

Chaenggang-!

Chaeeng-!

Mercenaries who are accustomed to combat never let go of their swords.

On the battlefield, if you lose the sword, it will soon result in death.

Even so, all the mercenaries in the guild had to drop their weapons.

The guild leader didn’t even say a word about his confidence in subduing them all with just one wave of his hand.

he continued.

“If you rush to measure your opponent, your tongue will be cut off, and if you refuse to do so, your throat will be cut off.”

Feeling the terrifying energy flowing from him.

The guild leader shook his head fiercely.

Facing a man or an old man, the guild leader felt like dying.

The feeling that the whole body is constricted.

In the tension of not knowing when I would die, it felt like my heart was going to explode.

Didn’t they have a choice from the beginning?

As soon as the guild leader seemed to understand enough, the black robe waved his hand again and regained his momentum.

Only then did the guild leader gasp for breath and ask.

“Heo Eok… is also helpful… What kind of help are you talking about?”

“Aren’t you guys just lacking in weapons and funds? I will solve it for you.”

At that, the guild leader hesitated.

In my heart, I wanted to ask why they do good things to them, but if that happens, my throat will fly.

The guild leader nodded instead of asking.

“Let you decide the date. Come back when the time is right.”

The black robe that was about to leave turned its back and spoke as if asking.

“Please, think only of attacking the principality. If you have other thoughts, then that will be the end.”

After those words, the black group disappeared as quickly as they had come.

The momentum that had been exuding mysteriously disappeared.

The mercenaries breathed out one by one and picked up their weapons.

“The guild leader, they just…”

“Don’t say anything.”

He interrupted the mercenary.

You probably still have ears to hear.

If I brought up their stories, my life could not be intact if things went wrong.

The guild leader looked around and shook his head.

“Maybe they have ears to hear.”

“Hup. sorry.”

The head of the guild leader became a little complicated.

A blue thread in a black robe.

It was something I had never seen or heard of before.

What the hell are they doing to have such powerful power?

Each of the black figures in front of me just now exuded a sense of intimidation comparable to that of a country’s knight commander.

If he had resisted even a little, he wouldn’t be alive and breathing like he is now.

While the mercenaries are all looking at each other.

The guild leader, who didn’t want to think about what had just happened, closed his eyes.

“…I want to rest a little now.”

“…yes. You must be tired enough.”

At first, the guild leader, who was determined to drive out the goblins inside the duchy to gain credit, soon realized that something was wrong.

It wasn’t just touching.

This wouldn’t have happened if Hafman’s Merchant had lifted his hand when he sent the letter.

The guild leader, whose life was put in mortgage, climbed the stairs of the office with a contemplative face.

* * *

The growth of the principality has been frighteningly fast.

With the manpower of goblins several times larger than those of normal humans and the supplies sent from the Hafman Merchant, the unexplored lands in the Principality of Soleil were gradually disappearing.

Zeke and Chung-yeong, who had wandered for a long time because they couldn’t adapt at first, were able to safely integrate into their lives.

It was still unbearable for the guardsmen to work under the goblins, but Cheongyoung understood and accepted their own lives.

That’s why Cheongyeong was also spending time leisurely.

If you find a place to rest while walking on the street, rest and go to a restaurant when you get hungry.

By the time it became almost a daily routine.

Cheongyoung opened his mouth.

“Zeke.”

“huh?”

lose it to someone

Zeke, who was stuffing a lot of chicken into his mouth, looked at him with his eyes wide open.

In the Holy Land, he is a duke who leads the Duke of Trey, but how the hell did it get ruined like this?

Cheongyoung cleared his throat and put his thoughts behind him.

“I just remembered what I said last time. Didn’t I say that the goblins’ swordsmanship was quite good?”

Zeke swallowed the food and shook his head.

“Surely he said so.”

“Then, how about you teach me now?”

Chung-young suggested it quite seriously, but Zeke, who listened to him, almost spewed out the food he was eating.

teach?

Are you the one who has been a genius since childhood and became the youngest sword master, and after being taught by Ray, looks down on masters from other countries?

He smiled and waved his hand, as if telling him not to play around.

“Everyone has a class in Cheongyeong swordsmanship. The lower ones are lower swordsmanship. A great guy like me has the best swordsmanship in the world. No matter how much I teach them, those without intelligence won’t even understand.”

Certainly there was some truth in what Zeke said.

Cheongyoung was also a member of the defense committee and was well versed in swordsmanship.

However, he continued without giving up.

“From my point of view, goblins don’t lack experience and knowledge, but they don’t have intelligence. Since there is no one to demonstrate, isn’t the limit of swordsmanship staying there?”

“…”

“Don’t pass it lightly, think about it seriously. Didn’t you, and no one else, say it? It means ‘an army made entirely of Aura users’.”

I heard that it is.

Zeke thought for a moment.

Seen from a distance, the goblins’ talent was rock bottom.

But what if, as Chung-young said, it reached its limits due to lack of experience and knowledge?

It depends on the potential, but there might really be a sword master among them.

However, Zeke had a reluctance to teach himself.

‘Swordsmanship is a sense of presence. If I teach them hastily, those without talent will soon lay down the sword with their own hands.’

How many times have I seen swordsmen who let go of their swords, blaming their own qualities.

Good teachers and good weapons.

For a prosecutor, those two things can only be obtained by being gifted with great talent, but sometimes, too much can be poisonous.

I saw swordsmen who lived while being eaten by their teachers, and I saw countless people who neglected their swordsmanship, blaming only the poor sword.

That’s why he thought that if he was going to teach the goblins properly, he should bring in a swordsman suitable for him.

Zeke said while thinking negatively in his heart.

“Let’s think about it.”

That was enough.

Even Chung-yeong didn’t expect a big answer, so she agreed and moved on.

“great. If the master teaches it, they will like it too.”

Cheongyoung finished eating.

During the conversation, Zeke felt something strange.

Why?

I’ve heard a lot of things from Cheongyoung over the past few days, but most of them are related to goblins.

Those were words that would be helpful to the goblins.

purple.

Isn’t it like that even now just by suggesting that he teach himself swordsmanship?

Due to Cheongyoung’s personality, he probably wouldn’t have been lobbied by the goblins.

Then there is only one answer.

Since my comrades are working under the goblins, isn’t it a sign that I will make at least one person to work on top of the goblins and roll them to my liking.

‘I’ll have to be careful with this guy.’

I thought he was a purebred, but he was completely black on the inside.

* * *

A telegram came from the top half of Hafman.

As the Goblin Queen did not yet have an independent information network, Harfman had to go through the security guards.

Hongyoung, who was leisurely dipping her feet on the shore of the lake, glanced back.

Then, a person who appeared to be a member of the Hafman Group approached.

“The Sovereign has sent it.”

While talking, politely hand over a small letter.

What is this?

It would be easy to use the mana orb, so why bother writing a letter?

Hongyoung asked again as if to confirm.

“Halfman?”

“yes. My work ends here… Excuse me.”

Hongyeong, who lowered her head and watched the resignation greeting, soon turned her attention to the letter.

Carefully remove the wax and examine the inside.

At the top of the half-man, I saw a luxurious piece of paper with a seal stamped on it.

“…”

She read the letter without speaking.

In it, the whole story of the mercenary guild gathering troops and trying to drive out the goblins in the principality was written.

And recently, the movement of the black room has been suspicious, so they deliberately send both a mana crystal ball and a letter with a seal.

Judging from the fact that there is no response to the mana crystal orb yet, it seems that only a letter has been sent.

Hongyoung looked at the sky without saying a word.

If Harpman sent a letter like this, it must mean that the opponent was determined and attacked.

Is it time to move slowly?

Hongyeong, who had been splashing around with her long legs for a while, stood up quietly.

“Sayoung.”

At those words, the receptionist who had been in the dark slowly appeared in the air.

“….”

“Call the receivers. It’s time to get back to work.”

“….”

Sa-young responded by basking in the darkness.

let him go

Hongyoung also suddenly disappeared as if it was erased by the wind.

Danger was approaching for the first time in the Duchy of Soleil.