To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 180

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Episode 180 Clue

Ray pointed at himself and asked.

“You mean that?”

“yes.”

“What business do you have for me?”

He asked, and the bard hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“You just saw my instrument and said it looked like a violin, right?”

Did you hear that murmur?

How good is your replacement hearing?

Ray nodded meekly.

“It was.”

“How did you know this instrument was called a violin?”

The bard wearing a robe looked desperately for an answer.

This made it difficult to give an answer.

The name of an instrument seen in modern times cannot be called a violin.

Ray looked at her and thought.

‘I know the violin that exists in modern times. Could Iza also be in modern times…?’

I couldn’t help but have a doubt.

He lied to try to open his mind.

“I saw it in a book.”

In response, the robed bard looked straight into Ray’s eyes.

After a while, she shook her head.

“It is a lie.”

He did tell a lie.

Ray immediately noticed.

The bard in front of me is not human.

She must be an elf too, seeing as she has the exclusive property of elves, the eyes of truth.

But the ears were human.

‘harp?’

Although very rare, it seems that humans and elves fall in love and half-elves are born as offspring.

As long as the eyes of the truth are standing in front of you, you cannot tell lies.

Ray looked at her and said.

“I promise to tell you the truth. Instead, tell me where you got the instrument from and how you know it.”

“…all right.”

Princess Celia silently watched the conversation between the two.

I don’t know what kind of deep story I’m trying to say to one instrument, but the atmosphere I felt was unusual.

The minstrel sighed lightly for a moment before opening his mouth.

“The instrument is a keepsake of my grandmother. What my grandparents made, I, as a descendant, inherited. Of course, my grandmother taught me this when I was little.”

“Mmm.”

I have nothing to refute.

Literally, the half-elf in front of me just learned this instrument from someone.

Now Rey’s arrows of doubt were directed at her grandmother.

‘I made it… Is it possible by chance that I made it similar to a modern violin without any knowledge… and even the decoration is similar?’

no.

No matter how you think about it, such a thing does not exist.

Unless that grandmother came from modern times like herself.

Apparently, it was necessary to talk a little more with this half-elf.

“Now it is your turn. Let me also ask the same thing as you. Where did you see this instrument and how do you know it?”

To her question, Ray gave the answer he had decided on.

“I saw someone playing. When I asked for the name of the instrument, he said it was a violin, so I just remember it.”

Ray had briefly learned to play the violin as a child.

The teacher who taught me then played the instrument and taught me the name of the instrument.

There were no lies anywhere.

Then the half-elf also nodded.

No abnormalities appeared in the eyes of truth.

“…okay.”

Is there a story behind something?

She touched the instrument and gave a faint smile.

“…sorry. I was inadvertently excited because I thought you might have a clue about where your grandmother was.”

At those words, Ray’s brain spun quickly.

It’s where the violin was made and where her grandmother was.

No matter how much I think about it, it only comes to mind today.

He didn’t even know that his grandmother was also reborn in a different world like himself.

Ray asked cautiously.

“Can we hear more of that grandma’s story?”

To that question, the half-elf nodded happily.

Up until now, she had only been living in the mountains and hadn’t had a few conversations, but it was a great comfort to her that she had someone to talk to.

“Sure. Umm… Where should I start talking? When I was little, my grandmother was a bit of an oddity.”

“You were a peculiar person.”

Unusually, Ray, who was competing for the best place in the world, received the horse.

“yes. He was somehow… unusual and at the same time insanely brilliant. It’s as if you have a lot of knowledge in one body that isn’t here.”

Ray was taken aback by her words.

“One day, I was surprised by the fact that he created something called a bicycle. Ahaha. He was riding it like he was having fun.”

After hearing the words, Ray could be convinced.

Her grandmother is certainly a modern person.

Playing the violin and cycling are all things that do not exist here.

Making them with the same name was something that could never happen by chance.

“I remember what my grandmother used to say sometimes. He told me that he was not from this world. So now I am looking for someone who knows the world that my grandmother lived in.”

She asked as she looked up at the night sky where the beautiful stars twinkled.

“By the way… You said you saw someone playing this instrument, right? Who is that?”

Ray, like her, looked up at the night sky and muttered as if talking to himself.

“well. Now I can’t even remember what my name was or where I lived…”

“You’re in a similar situation to me, right?”

“I guess they look alike.”

As the conversation started to fade away, Princess Celia intervened.

She smiled at the bard.

“It’s a bit late to tell you now, but it was a really good performance.”

“thank you. It is a skill that is still lacking.”

He must have only played the violin for decades or hundreds of years, so of course it has to be a good performance.

Although they are called half-elves, in reality there is not much difference in lifespan between elves and half-elves.

Compared to the elves, is there a difference of at most two hundred years?

If the violin she plays is not beautiful, it must be a strange thing for her ears to hear.

Gradually, she gathered her instruments and luggage at the fountain and said while looking at Ray.

“Fireworks bursting from the sky… It was very beautiful. I wonder if I will ever see something like that again in my life.”

“If you’re lucky, you might see it again.”

“Maybe? Ahaha. We somehow feel like we’ll meet again. If we look around, there will be a day when we meet again.”

After that, she waved her hand and left the fountain.

Ray had no intention of holding her.

Nor did she think of inquiring about her grandmother, who might have come from modern times.

Just as she left quietly after living her own life, she just has to live the life she has been given now.

There is no need to find out why.

However, he could feel a strange sense of relief knowing that he wasn’t the only one who had come to this place from modern times.

Princess Celia covered her mouth and laughed.

“Whoops. Your expression loosened up. Did anything good happen to you?”

“It feels like the loneliness has disappeared a little bit. We are going back soon.”

With those words, Ray thought quietly.

‘It’s a bicycle… is it okay?’

* * *

The day of the last qualifying round for the Seungmu Festival has dawned.

The match was so fierce.

If we don’t win here, advancing to the finals is like going over the water.

Ray came alone to watch the preliminary round with a few escort knights.

Because there was a guy who might be interested.

The big man was holding the qualifier with a flimsy sword, just like last time.

The opponent was a beginner Auror user like him.

It seemed that neither of them were using their Aura because they had little mana.

Sure enough, the man who wielded a bastard sword as large as his own physique without hesitation injected an aura into an instant attack.

The opponent was taken aback by the trail of the sword that swung towards his side, and hurriedly raised his aura.

Kaaang-!

Swords collided with swords, and a brief thump rang out.

Ray, who watched the tense scene while chewing on jerky, stuck out his tongue.

“This is more fun than most skilled sparring matches.”

The higher your skill level, the easier it is to look ahead.

The battle of the sword masters, who are said to have reached the pinnacle of swords, takes place in an instant.

The amount of mana each possesses, the skill of the sword, and the quality of the aura.

The battles of those who stand at the top will lose their taste quite a bit because the outcome has already been decided in these three areas.

However, the beam in front of my eyes was not like that.

Block with a sword and cut with a sword.

A series of simple and cool processes are repeated with all their might, and a winner is decided.

The desire for victory and tension enough to squeeze the lungs were transmitted as they were.

Had twenty minutes passed like that? The winner was still undecided.

The man was gasping for breath and let out a cry of elation or scream.

“Aagh!”

The sword was swung.

Because it was a battle after they had squeezed out all their strength, their swords were so weak that even ordinary people could avoid them.

But that was their strength.

The onlookers watched with bated breath.

The opponent also raised the sword with difficulty to block the slow-flying sword.

Caan-!

“Heo-eok… heo-eok…”

Tiredness is the same for both.

None of them seemed to give up easily.

It’s a game you can’t help but sweat.

Ray was also unable to support either side.

Caan-! Caan-!

The sharpness of the tip of the sword has become dull due to the long period of fighting.

The hand holding the sword is already shaking, and because of that, the sword can’t draw a sharp trajectory as he wants.

Even so, both eyes were only looking at the opponent’s sword.

The man’s sword flew through the air and struck three points in an instant.

As the three directions were blocked, the opponent who lost his escape hurriedly raised his sword.

However, the exhausted body did not follow as expected.

In the end, with a slight difference, the man’s sword strike penetrated the belatedly raised sword and entered him.

No matter how sparring it was, it could have died if it was cut with blades.

Moreover, it was all the more so when he was so exhausted that he couldn’t even use his mana properly.

The man twisted the blade with all his might.

Then, the man was also shocked because he could not overcome the power given to the sword.

“Keuuugh!”

The pain felt in the shoulder and chest was considerable.

At that moment, the referee declared the end of the match.

“The 4th non-stage! Winner Einor! Priests, hurry up and heal the two!”

“Wow!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous roar erupted.

Ray looked at him and let out a pleasant smile.

For some reason, I had a feeling that I would make it to the finals, but I never thought I would.

It was not difficult for beginner Auror users to advance to the finals.

It’s a possibility that you really have to be prepared to die.

The man who was the man’s opponent was also a beginner Auror user who had advanced to the final qualifier with that level of effort, so no matter which of the two came up, there would have been a shout like this.

Thanks to them, Seungmu Festival gradually increased its heat.

In this way, the last day of the preliminaries for the Seungmu Festival was finally over.

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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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