To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 15

Episode 15 The saintess (2)

The information merchant who was listening to the conversation next to her was shocked as if she had been hit in the back of the head with a log.

‘Seongja! The saint who said he would come to pick me up from the Holy Land couldn’t be…!’

If the Viscount could say that, then he must be a saint.

He looked at Ray again.

At first, the old, tattered clothes seemed to shine, and a halo seemed to shine from behind.

Besides, what about the pure white hair more than anyone else?

Knowing that he was a saint, and looking at him, he looked different, who had not paid much attention to him just a moment ago.

‘This is not the time. The guild must be notified of the saint’s appearance.’

He thought so and quietly got out of his seat.

Ray sighed, unaware that the man who was guiding her had disappeared.

“ha. Anyway, I’m not a saint. So don’t tell anyone about this nonsense. Did you know?”

“All right! I will very definitely silence you!”

At the words of the loyal Viscount Gade, Ray grumbled a little.

“What’s the silence… I’ll clean up the people next to me… I’m sure everyone who’s listening already heard it.”

The viscount, with his bright ears, could hear all the sounds.

He immediately raised his hand and said.

“Everyone return to their positions.”

“yes!”

“yes!”

“yes!”

With just one word from the Viscount, more than forty attendants and servants all started to move.

It wasn’t long before the only attendant left around them was Forton, the butler.

Does that mean that the authority of the nobility is this great?

Ray looked at the viscount again.

“Go inside, Holy Son.”

“You keep calling me a saint. Well, no.”

“Then what should I call you…”

“My name is Ray. Feel free to call me by name.”

“How can you call the saint by name without a title? Please be patient with Ray-sama.”

‘Ray-sama.’

‘Ray-sama.’

He only added the honorific title ‘sir’ to his own name, but his fingernails curled up enough to pierce his palms.

But if you refuse this, you will probably have to listen to the voice of ‘Holy Son’.

If that’s the case, I’d rather have my own name.

“…then call me that only when it’s just the two of us. When you have eyes to see, just call me by name.”

“I will, Ray.”

The two compromised to some extent.

Ray, who did not want to be known to people as a saint, even asked the viscount to trust him.

“Never say anything strange. Because I am not a saint.”

“All right.”

After hearing the viscount’s answer, Ray was able to feel relief.

Nobility’s words are not light. And even more so in front of a saint.

Viscount Gade led the way.

“Come this way.”

“Wait. The person who guided me…”

Ray looked back as he spoke.

He hadn’t come with him until just a moment ago, and the gate to the garden was just there.

A bad feeling came over him.

‘…couldn’t it be that he heard a conversation about a saint?’

Somehow, it seems that silence will be useless.

It is safe to say that the information guild would not go around bragging about this fact without any benefit, but it was safe to say that it was known to those who would be known due to their characteristics of selling information that could be made money.

“Today is unlucky.”

For Ray, the title of saint was a moment in line with the meaning of having no luck for a day.

* * *

When I entered the mansion, I was surprised by the scenery that was completely different from the last time I came.

The lighting in the lobby radiated a luxurious light and brightened up the dark, and the red carpet coming down from the stairs was a luxury itself.

“Wow, I thought it was a palace.”

“If there is anything you want, please tell me.”

Ray was starting to get curious.

“But why are you doing this to me? for treating me?”

I could understand if he was treating me like this to honestly repay the favor.

No matter how noble you are, life is all the same.

Contrary to his expectations, Viscount Gade shook his head.

Seeing that he couldn’t look directly at himself with a calm expression, there seemed to be something.

Viscount Gade opened his mouth with difficulty.

“…sorry. My family has committed a mortal sin.”

He bowed his head deeply as he spoke.

Ray was taken aback again.

“Oh really. Is it a greeting to beg for a mistake here?”

“That’s it… My daughter told the Holy Son to die…”

“Daughter?”

Viscount Gade’s words came out with difficulty, Ray pondered,

then he also remembered something.

‘I’d rather die somewhere!’

A sinister smile appeared on Ray’s lips.

“Ah, you mean that kid?”

They speak well on subjects that don’t even have a big age difference.

Viscount Hana Gade only bowed his head deeper, sweating profusely.

To be honest, I tried to joke, but the other person came out so serious, I didn’t feel like doing it.

I was very angry about it, so I had a lot to say, but I didn’t want to argue with him because it wasn’t the Viscount’s fault.

A person called the Knight Commander and Illisia. Even if those two came to apologize.

In the end, I only tasted it.

“It’s okay… it’s okay. It’s not that the Viscount did anything wrong. If they’re going to apologize, they should do it. But what about the wound? Are you all right?”

“Ah yes! He is also a saint. It was completely healed.”

“Oh well. Can’t you stop saying that saint?”

“I’m so sorry! Holy saint!”

“…I shouldn’t talk.”

Ray looked around as he spoke.

As expected, expensive-looking paintings and carefully decorated antique objects caught my eye, as if it were a nobleman’s mansion.

‘If the viscount is this good, how good is the count?’

It’s a mansion, as they say, and the exterior was comparable to a castle.

He must have been able to accumulate enormous wealth because he was a nobleman right under the lord.

After looking around for a while, Ray looked up at the sound of someone coming down the stairs.

There were two people walking down the stairs in dresses.

Nobility’s distinctive dignity went somewhere, and I could see him carefully descending.

They were faces that Ray also knew.

‘Your wife and Illisia?’

Perhaps the Viscount had talked about it beforehand, but the two of them, dressed well, were walking this way and couldn’t see Ray’s face.

Chloe came down the stairs, covered her breasts with one hand, and lifted her dress slightly with the other.

“Meet the saint.”

Illisia, who was watching the scene, hurriedly followed suit.

“I see you, Holy Son.”

Seeing Ilyssia trembling as she spoke, Ray also greeted her.

“hello. And I just feel free to call me by my first name. That’s comfortable for me.”

“That cannot be.”

Chloe said, startled.

Ray sighed at the same reaction as Viscount Gade, which seemed to be stuck in a routine.

However, Viscount Gade wisely arranged the titles.

“My wife, Ray, said she didn’t like it being known that she was a saint. So when we are alone, Ray-sama is enough.”

“But…”

“Because I’m not a saint.”

His grunting voice had no effect on the matter of their pious title order.

Chloe gave a silent look, asking how dare you call her that, but Viscount Gade shook her head.

Eventually, she too had to give up.

They would be the first to dare to call God’s representative by name only.

Ray greeted Illisia as well.

“long time no see? how have you been doing?”

“Hut Ray! Please speak at ease, I am still a child.”

“This is comfortable.”

It was hard to see Viscount Gade’s bizarre body movements expressing his ecstasy with his whole body.

Ray, who was trying hard to look at Illisia, met her eyes.

Seeing this after such a thing had happened, I felt awkward. He didn’t do anything wrong, though.

Receiving the greeting, Illisia trembled and answered, just like Chloe.

“Yes yes… Thanks to Ray-sama… I can relax…”

Even the trembling of his eyes seemed to be quite painful.

It’s like a patient with some kind of disease who is startled every time he says something.

It looked pitiful, so I thought it would be okay to look at it from this point on. Above all, Illisia at that time was in a state of panic over the death of Viscount Gade, and it was also because she was 14 years old.

Ray looked at it and changed the subject.

“Come to think of it, now that it is known that the viscount has recovered, the village will develop properly, right? Other nobles will help too.”

From Ray’s point of view, the appearance of the village where he stopped by to fix the viscount in the past was quite different from the current one.

There was a difference in the number of floating populations, and the adventurer’s guild had developed quite a bit so that requests were constantly coming in.

I think that since the village has developed so much, I will be able to meet the lord in a friendly way, and that good will come in as well.

But Viscount Gade shook his head.

“Actually… I didn’t tell anyone about my illness except for a few family members.”

“yes?”

Originally, it was a basic custom to report to the king when a noble fell ill or was about to die.

Of course, there were exceptions, but usually a report was made and the successor of the nobility was treated as succeeding the family again.

Ray is also puzzled because he has read several books and knows that fact.

The viscount continued.

“There is no one in the Gade family who can inherit the family right now. If I get sick and die… Maybe the nobles of the surrounding territories won’t leave this land alone.”

Anyone who hears

‘certainly…’ will think so.

The only child of Viscount Gade was Illisia.

It didn’t make sense for her, who would become an outsider of the family if she got married, to pass on the generations.

If Viscount Gade had died then, Illisia’s future would have been an arranged marriage and an excuse for other nobles to eat the Viscount Gade’s family.

“It’ll become known after time anyway, right?”

“It’s to buy even a little bit of time…”

Ray thought as he looked at him smiling and talking in a friendly way.

‘You did well to save me.’

A father’s heart for his children was conveyed to Ray a little.

Viscount Gade looked at Ray with a calm expression and spoke to Forton to evoke the heavy atmosphere.

“Prepare the Poten meal.”

“All right. I will serve you a meal soon.”

As he spoke, he went somewhere, and the only things left in the lobby were the two knights and the viscount’s family waiting on one side of the door.

However, except for the two people who only kept an eye on themselves and spared their words, the only ones who spoke were Viscount Gade and himself.

It was hard to wait for the meal to be served in that slightly awkward atmosphere.

* * *

The meal was served and Ray was surprised once more.

First of all, my jaw dropped from the size of the dining table.

Normally, three people should be eating, but the table seemed to be able to sit and eat enough for twenty people.

Besides, what about the food that comes out?

From one to ten, all of them were delicious and fragrant, and they were foods that could not be eaten even with expensive money on the market.

So naturally, exclamation came out.

“Wow…”

“I don’t have anything prepared, but eat as much as you want.”

As always, a polite greeting came out.

Ray immediately reacted.

“I have nothing! The table will collapse from the weight of the food.”

Even the moment he spoke, Ray’s eyes were fixed on the food.

Seeing that, Illisia burst into laughter.

“Cuckoo.”

When Ray naturally looked at the culprit of the laughter, Illisia’s face immediately turned blue.

“I’m sorry…”

“No… I don’t need to apologize…”

“I’m sorry!”

“…”

I only looked at him once, but he lifted the apology twice.

In addition, even Chloe, who was listening to the conversation from the side, was tired of her daughter’s laughter.

Ray smiled bitterly as he saw the two of them reacting tremendously to each of their actions.

“Haha… don’t be too pressured. I am burdened.”

“sorry!”

“sorry!”

“…”

Ray lifted his apology again.

Viscount Gade cleared his throat at the strangely flowing conversation.

“Kuhmm… Now, eat it before it cools down.”

“Ah yes. Then we will eat well.”

“Say no words…”

The quietest meal in the world began.

* * *

“…Is that certain information?”

“Do I have a job or two in this industry? This is information from the Viscount’s mouth. I’m sure.”

“Hmm….”

He was the branch manager of the Billo Village Information Guild.

His guild member and his younger brother, whom he had always been close with, had just rushed in and asked to take over the surroundings.

As if he had asked for scoop information, looking at his own eyes while gasping for breath was similar to the bloodshot eyes of a black trader who had brought out expensive information.

Let’s send the surrounding informants outside and talk about them. Recently, they found the saint that Seongguk is looking for.

“Yeah, the saints are different. Even when I was still, I was full of dignity and wanted to give off a strange aura, but the viscount suddenly knelt down?”

“Is that Viscount Gade?”

As I looked at him with slightly suspicious eyes, he tapped his chest as if he was frustrated.

“older brother! Do you doubt me now and not anyone else! Oh well, yes!”

If you doubt more here, things that only hurt each other may happen.

Now was the time to take a step back.

“I know, I know. Does that mean you must be a saint?”

“ah! Come to think of it, the Viscount said that!”

“word? what do you say?”

“Obviously… how can you say that the person who raised you from the dead isn’t a saint?”

It was an instant to frown at those words.

“Revive the dead? Does that make sense?”

“Since he is a saint, let’s see if he can save it.”

“…ha.”

He sighed deeply and touched his forehead.

And then he said it like a command.

“Lawson… I’ve never been so disappointed in you in my work with you. Does a saint bring the dead back to life? That is no longer a saint, but a god. A dead person is not a saint, and even if that old woman comes, it cannot be brought back to life.”

“But… the viscount must be…”

“The viscount was aiming for something and deceiving the information guild, or he must have done it to draw attention to his own family. Moreover, even if he is a real saint, do you think the Viscount who knows that fact won’t use him? Then it will be known enough for us to know?”

“…”

Lawson became a dumb drunk in an instant.

Looking at him, the branch manager shook his head, opened the door, and went out.

“I can’t believe it any more that you believed those words and ran to me until I was out of breath.”

“…There’s no way that would be the case…. I’m sure that child is a saint, brother!”

At Lawson’s words, he, who had climbed up to the branch manager with one patience, eventually exploded.

“This is real!”