To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 50

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Episode 50 A game called military science (2)

They were playing chess at a picnic in the corner of the garden, and even the members of the dispatched corps were having fun with themselves holding a chess board.

It seemed to be in vogue even among the servants of the castle.

As usual, Ray looked for Leila’s room.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Iriel and Hopel.

His expression darkened.

‘It’s a game addiction.’

There are no games in this world. Even in everyday life, there are many things that threaten life, so I worked hard to train myself, but I did not develop my leisure life.

Among them, the game called ‘chess’ that Ray brought out was unique.

There was no corner blocking any of them, and the rules were clear, so there was no objection to the win or loss.

Chess, which they looked at, was a new military science itself, as they had an amazing degree of freedom in strategy and tactics, and there were countless ways to stop it.

In other words, Ray is nothing short of creating a complete military science book that anyone can enjoy.

Ray shook his head and looked at them.

Among them, there was even a face I hadn’t seen before.

It was the Prince of Silos.

he opened his mouth.

‘Leave public affairs aside and play games!’

Even if the King Gong was in the office, it would be enough, but the four of them were enjoying a game in the order of five.

Rey sighed and looked at her shoulder.

The blisters are no longer visible.

Maybe if it goes on like this, it won’t be too much to be cured.

He cleared his throat and revealed his presence.

“Hmm big hmm.”

But no one paid attention to him.

Does this mean that the saint’s majesty is only this much?

Even if a mutt barked next to me, it wouldn’t have been this much.

Lay, who has a dignity that is inferior to that of the neighborhood dog, checked Layra’s condition one more time, and then shook her head and left the room.

The castle of Prince Silos has been occupied by chess.

* * *

In fact, Prince Silos was admiring each time.

‘Layla’s disease progresses.’

Unlike the treatment of the saintess, the speed was very slow and difficult, but there was no worsening or recurrence of the disease.

He was keeping his word as much as he said that Leila needed the treatment of the saint rather than the treatment of the saint.

A week passed, the period promised by the saintess the other day.

He also had something prepared.

He thought as he caressed the carefully wrapped jewelry box.

‘Only one week. In that short time, he fixed Layra and made something called chess. Although he is still young, he is not someone to belittle.’

However, he must already know that he is displeased with him.

How great it must be that someone with this level of ability was ignored, not ignored.

The past could not be undone. But it is possible to cover it with good things.

That’s why it was prepared.

It is said that the former king, who had helped a dwarf whose life was threatened in the past, saved him and received it as a gift.

It is said that the dwarf who made it with all his might, laughed at the work once and died.

This was the jewel I made with all my might for my benefactor.

It wasn’t a magic artifact, and it didn’t have any special ability, but this jewel was a symbol of ‘grace’.

Since receiving such a thing, perhaps the saint will also solve the core with this.

* * *

One day more than a week later. The king called the saint and the saintess.

After being called, the two went to the king in the audience room.

“I came to my calling.”

“Welcome. two minutes.”

Like the last time, the two of them exchanged formal greetings, but exchanged rather soft greetings than hard ones, probably because of chess.

Prince Silos said to Ray.

“The reason I called you two this time is because I have something to tell you about my daughter.”

Is it about the disease? Ray thought to himself.

“Leila’s illness has noticeably improved.”

I knew it.

Prince Silos bowed his head to the two of them.

“Thank you very much. As a father, it was hard to see my daughter in pain… I sincerely thank the two of you for alleviating the pain.”

Seeing that, Iriel gave a small smile.

“I didn’t do anything about this. It’s all thanks to the Holy Son’s ‘treatment’.”

She stressed treatment.

At that, Prince Silos nodded.

“That’s right.”

“thank you.”

“And I would like to apologize for the rude words and actions I have spoken to the saint… but will you forgive me?”

“For the prince to apologize to me… it’s unreasonable.”

In the meantime, if there was something I didn’t like about Prince Silos, Ray, who had the confidence to fill five sheets of A4 paper, lied without spitting.

“This is my heart, so please don’t refuse. Bring it with you.”

As he spoke, he called a quarrel.

As if she was preparing for it, Sibi came out with something carefully.

Ray looked at the king as he stopped in front of Ray and respectfully lifted something.

“This……?”

“It is a ring handed down from the time of our predecessors in our principality. I got it for saving the dwarves.”

At those words, Ray sighed and waved his hand. Of course, his hand was holding the treasure chest tightly.

“I can’t take it!”

In other words, it was at the level of the heirloom of the king. To accept something like this, does the Duke have to be sane right now!

Do you really want to see your own mouth get caught in your ear and torn apart!

Even now, I am desperately holding back!

“This is just a token of my apology, so please accept it without hesitation.”

At the words of Prince Silos, Ray accepted the jewelry box.

He bounces only once. We were well aware that further bouncing would cause unwanted situations.

“…It is not polite to refuse to the end what the duke suggested. I will be grateful.”

The horse was very liquid.

“Can I open it?”

“It’s okay, open it.”

Upon opening the treasure chest with the King’s permission, a small ring shining in it caught my eye.

Is it the beauty of this world? Well, is this really only an accessory?

A ring that creates a variety of appearances at each angle as the light shines on it. It was emitting white light, just like the color of his hair.

It was a very nice gift. no, it was a bribe.

It wasn’t Ray who didn’t know the meaning of forgetting the rudeness of the past and asking me to take care of him in the future.

Still, I had the heart to take a good look at something like this. Where are you? It swelled and was not enough, so there was a great flood.

He put the ring on his finger.

The ring went in and quickly changed its size to fit his finger.

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

Prince Silos laughed at the pure admiration he spat out.

“Still, since it was made by a dwarf, it must be amazing.”

He would be in awe if he knew the story behind how the dwarf made this ring.

However, the king did not even tell such a story.

This is because it could be a burden on the recipient.

Ray thought as he looked back at the ring.

‘Still, I can’t wear it when I’m having surgery…’

That part was a little regretful, but I couldn’t help it.

It is not possible to do something that could endanger the life of a patient while wearing a ring.

Ray bowed his head and thanked Prince Silos.

“I have been given an undeserved gift. I will wear it with gratitude.”

“Heh heh heh. Rather, what the saint wears will make the dwarves who made it proud as well.”

After the courtesy greeting was over again, the king thanked him once more for curing his daughter.

It did not end there, but promised financial support for the part going to the Holy Land.

Today will be the last day to stay at the King’s Castle.

After finishing the conversation with the king in the audience room, he returned to the VIP room with Iriel.

After talking with Iriel, I was about to wash up, but I heard a knock outside the door.

Knock-knock-

“I hate that sound.”

“Why?”

The person who hated the sound of knocking tilted his head.

Ignoring her and opening the door, there were Hopel and Leila.

Ray made a puzzled expression when he saw Hopel and Layra who came to his room.

“What happen?”

When asked about the business, Leila answered.

“…I heard you two are leaving tomorrow.”

“that’s right. Now we must depart for the Holy Land.”

It was still late enough.

Seongguk probably had bloodshot eyes waiting for the saint who did not show up even after preparing for the baptismal ceremony.

Hoppel said to him.

“I really enjoyed this visit. It was an honor representing the principality to be able to meet the saint and the saintess whom we had only heard about in books.”

“No… that’s about it…”

Ray scratched his head.

Iriel also smiled.

“I also enjoyed it. Next time we see each other, I hope we can decide the winner.”

Even after the first confrontation, it was known from Iriel’s words that the war between the two was always a draw.

‘Surprisingly, he has a competitive spirit.’

Ray thought to himself.

Hopel also smiled at him.

“ha ha ha. I will do my best.”

“It is the same.”

As he was talking, he got to the point.

“And what I came to today is no different…”

Hopel cautiously brought up the story.

“I thought that if I had known the two adults earlier, I could have had better days, so I came to see you even though I thought it was rude. Would you mind spending the last night with us?”

At his words, Iriel looked at Ray.

It would mean following his decision.

Layla also looked at Lay with desperate eyes.

Ray, who was baptized by those eyes, felt burdened.

It is a gaze that cannot be denied. Besides, there was no particular reason to refuse.

He nodded.

“great.”

Hopel and Leila smiled brightly.

“thank you. There is a garden behind our castle. Let’s send it there. Are you all right?”

“are you okay.”

Come to think of it, it’s been quite a while since I looked at the night sky outside.

The word “spending in the garden” is quite elegant, so he was moved too.

Looking at Hopel and Leila, who left first, saying that they had something to prepare, Iriel gave a small smile.

“Whoop whoop.”

Ray asked him.

“What is funny?”

“You’re saying that the two of them are holding a farewell party for us. Aren’t you happy?”

For her, who almost always lived in the business and politics of the Holy Kingdom, this kind of pleasure was unbearable.

It is natural that the present situation, where warmth lingers even if it is clumsy, is better than the political arena armed with a coldness enough to drive away family members by always putting forward perfect logic when speaking.

Iriel, feeling these trivial emotions, was gradually changing.

At first, she was no longer here.

Seeing that, Ray also laughed.

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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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