To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 683

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Episode 683: Insider Circumstances (5)

Not only Philia and Klein, but even Bishop Billane, are dumbfounded by his sudden action.

“How dare you do this!”

Prince Semir strongly objected.

Raising his mana, he threw a fist to break his head.

In response, Ray slammed the prince’s head into the temple floor.

Kwaaaang-!

A strange roar echoed in the son-in-law, wondering if his head had exploded.

Perhaps because the shock was too strong to withstand, Semir’s body, which had been resisting until just now, drooped.

Klein cautiously intervened.

“That saint…”

“Yes.”

“…He is the Prince of Gleiman.”

“I know. It is the order of His Majesty the King.”

Rather, they were frightened by his bold words.

“You mean His Majesty’s name?”

Are you saying that His Majesty ordered your son to be made into a Dyurahan?

I barely swallowed the words behind me.

Ray shook his hand and grabbed the prince by the back of his neck.

“Because it is. I do not know the details.”

Did you mean that the prince of a country was chopped like a tteokgalbi without knowing the circumstances?

Klein and Philia wanted to open his brain.

When Ray tried to leave the temple with Prince Semir, Bishop Bilain blocked his way.

“Stop. I can’t let you take a believer carelessly.”

“As you just heard, the child’s parents are waiting for you.”

“Your Majesty the King? How can you believe that?”

“If you don’t want to believe it, don’t believe it. Anyway, I have to take him.”

Bishop Bilain opened his mouth at the stupid logic that didn’t make sense.

“I can’t do that. Let go of your hand.”

As if it was a last warning, demonic energy overflowed from the bishop’s hand.

His pupils were dyed red, and his robes full of demonic energy swelled and fluttered tightly, indicating that his level was never low.

Ray snorted.

“As I said earlier, this is a royal order given by the king. If you refuse, you will be arrested for treason.”

I tried threatening, but the seed didn’t work.

“Even if you do that, you can’t hand over Shinto.” Look at these bastards.

If you look at the king as a keeper, you say it’s a king’s name, but you’re stretching it?

‘If it’s just a new religion, it’s obvious that the nobles don’t even look at it.’

In the meantime, King Gleiman must have been struggling.

Let’s make a good medicine when we get back.

As he made up his mind, Filia stepped between the two with a serious face.

“Both of you, please stop. I cannot take the bishop’s side now that I know that it is the royal order of Bishop Villein. If you want to continue, you will have to deal with all of us.”

As she spoke, Klein also put his hand on the swordsman.

As the situation unfolded as if surrounded by the three, the bishop let out a drool.

A young man wearing a robe would be enough to stop it, but if the 6th circle master and the kingdom knights team up, the story is different.

It was clear that they would probably be subdued without even a single resistance.

He realized it was time to step back.

“…All right. However, we will formally protest to the royal family about the disturbance in front of the temple. Both of you, be prepared.”

After spitting out the words, Bishop Villane glared at Ray.

Eyes full of intent to kill.

The will to pay off the debt someday was conveyed.

“We are going to go. We sincerely apologize for the disturbance.”

It was an atmosphere where a fight would break out if I didn’t leave immediately.

Klein bowed his head in apology and hurriedly left the temple with his party.

* * *

Like the way they came, they took the narrow stairs.

Clein sighed heavily after lifting Prince Semir.

“I never thought I would leave the Demonic Church like this.”

“…I agree.”

At the words of the two, Ray spat out.

“It’s still better to be in the royal family than to be under a slave trader like that.”

Filia narrowed her eyes at his meaningful words.

“…what do you mean by slave trader?”

“There must have been many enemies around Prince Semir from long ago. In the meantime, the Demonic Church must have approached in a friendly way. As a result, we were able to successfully imprison the prince within the Demonic Church, so what is this if not a slave trader?”

Filia shut her mouth at his naked expression.

“Ha, but not everyone would have come out hostile to the prince.”

Ray snorted when Klein objected.

“When the royal power is weakened, there are many enemies inside and outside. What’s different about being a prince? If there is no kite and no back, you will be stabbed.”

He speaks casually, but the listener feels as if a dagger is stabbed in his chest.

At Ray’s words, the two were lost in thought.

‘…It is true that His Majesty’s power has become weaker than before.’

‘From what I’ve heard, Prince Semir hasn’t had a faction of his own yet.’

Thinking about it, I could understand why Prince Semir had no choice but to entrust himself to the Demonic Cult.

As he continued his thoughts, Klein suddenly became curious and asked him.

“This is an embarrassing question, but why did the Holy Son follow His Majesty’s orders?”

In his opinion, the saint in front of him was strong, but too strong.

In the Holy Land, he has the status of a saint, and at the same time he is the duke of the Duchy of Soleil.

In terms of military power, rumors even follow that it is comparable to the armed forces of a country, so why did they listen to the powerless current king?

At Klein’s question, Philia also drew attention to whether she was curious.

Ray answered indifferently.

“I didn’t leave because I didn’t like the royal family, but I had no choice but to leave. How do you refuse your parents’ request to find a child after you become a saint?”

At those words, the two of them, who had been thinking about the level of their relationship with nobles, stopped at about the same time.

It seems that Klein’s eyes are stained red.

Hey, did you step on a mine?

Ray looked at Philia.

As usual, the crane seemed to be broken, so he meant to fix it, but she was already looking up at the sky, holding back her tears.

“…please forgive me. I thought it must be to pay off the debt to His Majesty the King. You are truly worthy of being chosen by the Goddess.”

When Philia spoke, Klein lowered his head with tears like chicken droppings.

Ray, who actually intended to pay off his debt to King Gleiman, was heartbroken.

“Why do grown people cry? Come on, stop.”

“Yes, but…”

Klein groaned as if his throat was choking.

How could a guy named the Commander of the Knights of the Kingdom be so emotional?

Not to be outdone by that, the magic corps commander also quietly stole tears.

The road is still narrow, but the two of them are unable to go because they are crying.

Under the fog-cleared night sky, one panicked person and two excited people made a fuss.

* * *

After escaping from the Demonic Church, they climbed straight into the wagon.

After crying for a long time, it was only after the awkward air flow flowed for a while that the situation calmed down.

“…keuhmm Then let’s go.”

“Mmm yes.”

Clein and Philia cleared their throats with their faces flushed red.

I tried to hide my shame, and as I pulled the horse, the carriage rattled off.

“Umm…”

Prince Semir groaned as if coming to his senses.

“Are you finally awake?”

“This is…”

“In the carriage to the royal family.”

At those words, Semir opened his eyes in a flash.

“The royal family! I have already entered the Demonic Church! Can’t we turn the wagon right now!”

“By the way, did you speak a bit short from before?”

“I am royalty! You don’t know what that means, do you?”

I widen my eyes and stare at it as if I would kill it at any moment.

Even though I’m a saint and a king, it’s difficult to come out like this.

Klein, who sat in the driver’s seat, defended him in his stead.

“He is the saint of the Holy Kingdom and the duke of the Duchy of Soleil. In terms of distribution, it can be said that he is above the prince.”

okay.

I even moved it by hand and put it on a wagon, but this is a bit disappointing.

When Ray expressed his regret and politely put his fist on his knee, Semir’s demeanor quickly changed.

“…If the captain is right, I must have made a mistake before. When I return to the royal family, I would like to formally apologize for the rudeness.”

“No what. I don’t have much to apologize for.”

“no. It is His Majesty’s teaching that the royal family should behave properly from a young age. I will enclose a small gift, so please take it in peace.”

“That’s because you don’t have to give it. Hehehe.”

If he came to me empty-handed and apologized, I was going to bury him in the ground for about three days, but seeing his sincerity, I decided to endure it at least once.

After Semir became quiet, the road to the royal castle was quite comfortable.

before reaching the gate.

I was passing by a back alley on the street of Wangdo, and somehow I saw people lying on the street one by one.

It is said that there is no kingdom without beggars, but even so, this place is a royal road.

Even in a back alley, there are people lying on their stomachs openly, which makes me feel strange.

Plus a black spot on that skin.

It was a symptom I had never seen anywhere else.

Ray, sitting close to the driver’s seat, asked Klein.

“What are those people?”

As I pointed out the carriage window at a back alley, Klein, who was driving the horse, slowed down.

Looking at the direction he pointed at, he scratched the back of his head and said.

“You look embarrassing. That is an epidemic.”

“An epidemic?”

An epidemic in the royal capital?

What kind of infectious disease is circulating in this place where public order and hygiene are clean?

Klein shook his head and explained.

“It started about half a year ago. Even when I asked priests and healers, they said they didn’t know the cause. I’m guessing that the people of the lower class in the back alleys might be the starting point.”

It is an infectious disease of unknown cause.

This is not particularly surprising, as it is not entirely unheard of.

However, if the timing of the outbreak was a problem, it was a problem.

Half a year ago, it would have been after the Demonic Cult had infiltrated the Kingdom of Gleiman in earnest.

If the sickness spreading in the capital was related to the Demonic Cult, it had to be resolved as soon as possible.

‘When the day comes, I’ll set up an investigation team and find out.’

It’s not easy to get troops from a foreign country, but I’m sure the king won’t throw out those who fight for his kingdom.

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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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