To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 206

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Episode 206 Salvation for me (3)

Iriel walked out of the inn due to the noise outside.

“It’s noisy.”

“That’s…”

As he passed the paladin who was about to report and approached the place where the noise was coming from, there was a strange-looking woman with Ray.

It was an appearance that seemed to need help at first glance.

But for some reason, the saint seems to be waiting for her thoughts.

She slipped over and tugged at the collar.

“What happen?”

“It’s too long to talk about.”

“…Then I won’t listen.”

“Yeah, I liked that.”

Wait for her answer with a brief conversation.

Seeing her expression change every moment, it seems that her thoughts have deepened.

Could it be time for a cup of tea?

She shook her head with a smile on her face.

“…I’m honestly glad I helped. But I will live like this.”

“May I ask why?”

“The reason I’m changing here is because I feel like I’m denying myself up until now.”

“…okay.”

Iriel asked again with a serious face.

“Is that really what it is?”

He sighs at those words and bursts into laughter.

“This is it.”

Ray shook his hand at those words that seemed relieved and lamentable.

If that is the case, then so be it.

I can’t say anything about myself anymore.

However, it is self-evident that if you live like this on the battlefield, you will surely die.

He said his skills were considerable, but that was only when compared to regular mercenaries.

If a competent person steps forward, he will be killed in an instant.

It’s just a small relationship, but now that I know the truth, it’s embarrassing to let them die.

“Oops. Take this too.”

He licked his lips and handed over a small necklace from his bosom.

Looking at it again, it is a necklace that does not look good.

It doesn’t even compare to the slave’s imprinted bracelet shown just before.

To Ray Hana, this necklace was a little meaningful.

It’s not a handful, but it’s one of the things with memories of the past.

It was one of the things I made while nursing Ira and living in her house.

At the time, I had been reading books about magic circles and mana grants, so I had experimented with a necklace I made roughly.

“What is this?”

“It is an artifact. When it feels like an emergency, it pours mana into the necklace. Well, no matter how many times I use it, my mana will run out.”

“Why are you giving this to me?”

Rei scratched her head at the question that showed her doubt.

“I don’t know either. After hearing the story, do you want to help?”

“…Right. Please write thank you.”

Wear it around your neck while talking.

Somehow it feels clunky, but it fits well in its own way.

She tapped the necklace and laughed.

“It looks just like me.”

“It wasn’t my intention.”

“…This is the first help I’ve received in my life. I will make sure to repay this grace, even if it takes my whole life.”

The words are quite heavy for giving one necklace.

She similarly took out a small tile from her bosom.

It seemed that she had kept it with great care, and her own mercenary identity was guaranteed.

It is probably a mercenary plaque that is often carried.

“It is a little precious to me. I would like you to take care of me until I repay you for this favor.”

“I will.”

Leaving those words and the mercenary plaque behind, she went somewhere and disappeared.

After looking at his back, he muttered as he read the mercenary plaque.

Is it something like

“Undead…” ?

Certainly they do look a bit similar.

For some reason, I had the feeling that I would meet her again someday.

Whether that place became a battlefield, a street, or a luxurious mansion.

Iriel reached out his hand from the side.

“……?”

As I tilted my head at the gesture I didn’t know the intention of, he spoke with a shameless face.

“please.”

“what?”

“A necklace. Maybe mine too?”

“doesn’t exist.”

When the answer came back, as if asking why it was obvious, she said as she crossed her hands.

“wow. It’s a little annoying.”

“It’s because of the lack of calcium. It’s because you eat only meat every day. Besides, you seem to have gained some weight just because you’ve been in the wagon lately. Go outside and do some exercise.”

“I haven’t gained weight! look!”

As he spoke, he thrust his forearm in front of his eyes, and it was a truly grotesque scene.

Say it with the eyes that look at the pitiful thing.

“As expected, even if you are a saint, you will gain weight if you eat only meat. My child should not be raised like that.”

What he said to an elf who must have been hundreds of years older than me was very spectacle.

Do you really mean to be a housekeeper?

Well, if you look at her physique, Ira is just now out of her girly clothes.

Of course, that much was no obstacle to Ray, who was full of thoughts about feeding and raising well.

Finally tomorrow, we will arrive at Celia’s castle and will be able to depart for our hometown.

I felt better for the first time in a long time.

* * *

Inside her, countless thoughts continued.

Can he be reborn anew by throwing away this ugly face that he could call his life so far?

I didn’t even think about it, but the answer was already out.

Just as every single wound from a sword becomes a medal for some knights, this face is a testament to the pain and despair of the past, but it is also an honorable medal that she was able to grow even in an extreme environment.

I don’t think I can live without all of those things.

It is an opportunity that will never come again in your life to change your life, but no matter how many times you ask, the same answer will come out.

Besides, she is a body that has already abandoned herself as a woman.

Isn’t it something you’ve promised to do since you were little?

Just because a good opportunity came once, the resolution never changes.

He lifted his mouth and spat out words.

“…I’m honestly glad I helped. But I will live like this.”

“May I ask why?”

reason

Is it because the person who has gone through so many things is considered more beautiful than the person who will change?

Having said that, it might just be that she is reluctant to accept help from others because her nature is twisted.

“The reason I’m changing here is because I feel like I’m denying myself up until now.”

“…okay.”

His answer was more positive than expected.

I had a different feeling there.

It’s the feeling of being respected for your opinion.

Living as a slave, something I had never felt before and shouldn’t have felt.

Just that small answer almost brought tears to my eyes.

“…”

Thanks to the distorted face, it was quite easy to hide the change in expression.

“Is that really what it is?”

Unlike herself, a woman who seemed to have gathered all the beauty of the world and inflated it by three times spoke.

“This is it.”

I really thought that was it.

If it’s grace, you’ve already worn it.

He broke the master/servant’s imprint and abrogated the duties he had to do as a slave.

complete freedom.

He couldn’t have been more luxurious than this.

It’s okay to walk wherever your feet can reach, and you can confidently spread your shoulders and continue your life.

It was as if he had the whole world just for that.

But in addition to that, he gave himself a magic artifact.

all the laughs

There was no point in giving.

Even so, what does it mean that Idji’s heart is warm?

I had no choice but to take out what I had cherished in my heart.

An object that proved that he was treated as an object because he was a slave.

It is only a mercenary plaque made out of wood, but it is the driving force that has been able to survive so far.

‘With this, I can promise the next time.’

It is a life that has been lived with the imprint of the master and servant.

I will now live for myself.

I envision the day when I can reunite with him and help him.

went that way

It was a road without a destination, but my heart was beating more than ever.

As I always said, you are lucky.

This was the first help and salvation she received.

* * *

Lectures were in full swing in the academy.

At first, I thought it was just about educating stupid idiots, but after giving the lecture myself, it turned out to be quite complicated.

Of course, I was confident when it came to dissection.

In addition, he thought that if he had a lot of colorful information while studying black magic, he would be able to finish all the lectures skillfully.

But that thought was shattered after seeing the book Rod had left behind.

Incredible vast knowledge.

Incredibly detailed information.

Even compared to my experience so far, it is systematic enough that I can hardly see any oddities.

‘What is this…?’

Even he, who had lived as a lich for hundreds of years, was embarrassed.

The speed of turning the book is getting faster and faster.

Zeke glanced at it from the side and said.

“Of course. It’s what the lord did, so even a fool like you can understand it. On the contrary, if you do not understand, you must apologize by dying for the crime of causing trouble to your lord.”

Because it is a lich, even if the body collapses, it does not lead to complete death.

His eyes were still on the parchment Ray had left behind.

“Shut up before I tear that mouth open myself. Now is not the time to respond to puns.”

He’s smart anyway.

Lichra became a high-ranking person, and his intellectual ability, which had risen considerably, made it possible to memorize the entire parchment.

“Ha ha ha ha ha! That’s amazing… If everything written on this parchment is true, I might try a higher level of research than I’ve ever done…” ”

Stop being presumptuous.”

“Quack. Yes, first of all, we must proceed with what the Lord ordered.”

I would have memorized everything like that.

However, the class could not run smoothly.

Unlike Ray, who knows the underlying reason or cause, he just memorizes what is written on the parchment.

Therefore, it was not possible to provide a complete answer to the students’ questions.

Of course, the students understood that, but he was not satisfied with himself because he pursued perfection.

A better answer should have yielded a better result.

When that happened, Richie, like the students, began to study and experiment.

There was a lot of unfamiliar and incomprehensible information, so the speed was slow.

But it was fun.

Even after living for over three hundred years, there was a vast amount of information that I was thirsty for.

The greater the satisfaction, the greater the curiosity.

How the hell did Rod figure this out?

Although he was chosen as a saint and received overflowing with divine power, he still uses mana.

I calmly thought about its foreign nature, but I couldn’t figure out anything.

A blue light shone in his eyes.

‘Lord, I will give you my all. In return, I must know all about you.’

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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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