To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 54

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Episode 54 The area outside the border (3)

Ray returned to them without knowing what they were thinking.

There were still some goblins left, but all of them were intimidated by Ray’s presence and couldn’t fight properly.

In addition, since many of their group were killed by Ray, their fighting spirit was also lost.

It was no task to subdue them.

Herio felt something welling up in his heart as he saw Ray returning to them.

He, no one else, would not know that it was a fraud that was so highly valued on the battlefield.

Helio shouted loudly with a smile.

“Clear all the monsters that get in your way!”

“yes!”

“yes!”

The answer contained tremendous power.

To those whose morale was at its peak, goblins were no longer a threat.

In addition, their morale was broken as soon as they broke, and they collapsed without a chance to resist like a resistance.

The nimble movement like before was rigid as if it had never been, and the body of the paladin burst out of the sword.

Eventually, the rest of the goblins started running away among themselves.

The Paladins who tried to chase them were stopped by Herio.

“Don’t chase. Repair the wagon and set off again.”

As the baptism ceremony was delayed, they had to return quickly to the Holy Land.

Besides, there were wagons broken by goblins and stolen items.

The paladins who were trying to chase the goblins stood at his words.

It was because there was no way to overcome them if the monsters attacked again after they chased the goblins.

‘It’s disastrous.’

Quite a lot of things were broken to say that he had only dealt with a group of goblins.

Herio let out a small sigh.

To go through such an ordeal on the way back to the Holy Land with the saint and the saintess. If he went back to the Holy Land, he might be questioned for not properly serving the saints.

While the paladins and young priests looked around the wagon under Herio’s command, the eyes of the rest of the crew stayed on Ray.

An overwhelming amount of mana and magic skills that surpassed it.

I was too young to say I had mastered them all.

However, he was well aware of the tactics to maximize the magic he used.

Distracting the gaze of the goblin horde, and disintegrating them in the past.

All this he did.

Now, the gaze of the contingent members looking at the saint was no joke.

There was not a single person who looked down on him because he was young, and there was respect in his eyes.

They were dominated by the thought that he might really put the kingdom in the highest position, as he had promised before.

Meanwhile, Ray, who is respected by everyone, looked around.

‘It’s serious.’

There were not only wagons with broken wheels, but also wagons with no goods because the tent was torn.

The horses were also injured during the battle, and large and small wounds stood out.

Ray shouted around.

“Gather a few people who can heal!”

Priests and priests flocked to him at his words.

Even if you take it roughly, it seemed that there would be enough twenty people.

“I don’t need this much…”

However, no matter what he said, the people who had gathered were looking at him with their eyes shining brightly.

“yes!”

“Did you call?”

His majesty in battle against the goblin hordes made them listen.

Ray pointed to the horse and said.

“Priests and priests, please heal the horse.”

“All right.”

They obediently began treating the horses as Ray ordered.

“Heal.”

“Heal.”

The scars on the horses he touched were visibly disappearing.

Seeing this, Ray nodded.

Anyway, those who were injured by the goblin hordes suffered only minor injuries.

However, the horses needed for immediate movement were seriously injured.

It was clear what to prioritize.

But the problem wasn’t just words.

‘What should I do with the items…’

As long as most of the wagons carrying the items are broken, you must take measures before the monsters attack.

Iriel approached at just the right time.

The blood on her clothes showed how many goblins she had killed by herself.

She looked at Ray and shook her head.

“As expected, the saint is really unique.”

His mana that Iriel felt was of a kind he had never felt before.

The color of a person is buried in mana, but his mana did not take on color at all even when he moved.

Besides, how much is that? The fireballs that rained down on the sky were something she had never seen before.

If he had been in the middle, would he have been able to stop the magic?

Ray broke the ensuing thoughts.

“It’s unique, and the wagons are all broken while I’m sleeping. We need to come up with a plan to move the stuff inside.”

Iriel shrugged.

“I can’t help it. I am leaving everything.”

The answer was cool.

Ray, who was so cool that he almost froze, asked back.

“Are you okay?”

“Put the important items in the remaining wagons and throw away the rest. You can’t carry it with your hands because it’s a waste, right? It would be nice if there were villages on the way… but unfortunately, there are no villages on the way to Seongguk.”

That’s right. Ray nodded as he was of the same opinion.

They had to give up sleeping bags and useless items and go with only tents and food.

It will probably be in the afternoon when I finish preparing. A late start can be poisonous.

“Do you think it would be better to rest today and leave tomorrow?”

Iriel nodded. That’s what she was thinking too.

Moving is good, but only when it’s safe. If we had finished our preparations and left in the late afternoon, only the number of injured could increase.

“Then let’s just sleep here for today.”

* * *

I don’t know how many days I’ve been homeless. When the heck can I arrive at the Holy Land?

Now they are very good at making campfires and cooking.

I came to know by feel what kind of bonfire is the most appropriate for sleeping.

Iriel muttered as he looked at it.

“I can’t believe that a saint has become a master of homelessness…”

Who would you like to become?

said Ray as he rummaged through the firewood.

“Are monsters really this strong?”

“Have you never seen a monster?”

“It’s about the size of an orc. I’ve met them once or twice, but they haven’t really fought or anything.”

Iriel shook his head.

“If all the monsters were that strong, humans wouldn’t be able to prosper like this.”

As she said, if only goblins were like this, the country, let alone the village, wouldn’t have been safe.

“More than that, saint.”

“huh?”

Iriel said seriously.

“The saint’s mana… It will probably disappear after the baptism ceremony in the Holy Land.”

“Disappearing… my mana?”

She tilted her head as if to say something, and she swallowed.

If you make a mistake, you may be able to say that the saint will not go.

And when he, and no one else, started to swarm, she wasn’t sure if she would be able to stop it either.

Iriel kindly explained step by step.

“If you hold the baptism ceremony, God will bestow divine power on the saint. If you are a saint who has mastered magic, you will know, right? Only one mana can fit in one body.

“yes.”

“Sacred power is also a kind of mana in a big way. If divine power enters the saint’s body while mana is still there, the saint’s body will explode in an instant. Therefore, before the divine power enters, the mana in the saint’s body is converted into divine power.”

As he listened to Iriel’s story, he nodded and asked a question.

“Then what if there is no mana in the body?”

“…If that’s the case, the holy power will immediately fill the spot.”

“I’m a wizard with a circle, but… Ordinary people who didn’t make a mana rod wouldn’t be able to hold on to that divine power because they don’t have a circle, right?”

To him she nodded.

“That’s right.”

“huh? So, isn’t it true that people without Circles cannot receive divine power?”

“no.”

Ray felt frustrated at her answer. What the hell do you mean?

As he was about to ask again, Iriel opened his mouth.

“If there is no such thing as a circle, mana cannot be bound. So God ‘creates’ a mana rod so that even those who do not have a mana rod can use divine power.”

Ray frowned.

“To make it… You mean that the mana rod is made by God himself?”

“That’s right.”

Huh, I was so amazed. It makes a mana rod. What kind of child’s play with clay is Mana Road?

Some made it through hard work, but others are made by God himself? Where in the world is this law?

Just as he was about to say something, Iriel continued.

“From now on, the mana rod created by the gods… that is, the ‘forbidden’ will control all the mana that composes our bodies.”

“taboo?”

“…it’s called a ban. For us adults, it is like a taboo that will never exist again in the world.”

What on earth is it called forbidden? Sadness was evident on her face.

“First of all, all words that seem to deny God will not come out of your mouth. Excessive behavior is also included. Or words or actions corresponding to them, even words that violate religious beliefs. Don’t let it all come out of your mouth. Of course, this does not include the Holy Son who has the Circle.”

Iriel smiled bitterly as he looked at the bonfire with a modest attitude.

“Isn’t it funny? Being unable to properly say what I want to say…” “

…what happens if I break it?”

She turned her eyes from the campfire to look at Ray.

“Didn’t you just say that the Golden Emperor will control all the mana in your body? If you break the ban, the mana that makes up your body will disappear…”

Iriel said as she threw firewood into the bonfire.

“It disappears. out of this world.”

The firewood that had been burning in front of her as she spoke turned to ash and flew into the sky.

Ray was quite shocked by her words.

“To be able to disappear with just a word…”

“It may not have appeared in the history books, but there are actually quite a few adults who disappeared like that.”

“…”

The word doesn’t come out. Even a slave contract would not be so severe.

Ray’s expression hardened.

“It’s like threatening to kill you if you say something you don’t want to hear.”

“…”

She couldn’t agree with him, but she didn’t deny it either.

It must be proof that Iriel also thought so.

he sighed. I thought that maybe the existence of God is a clogged existence.

“You might end up saying it subconsciously.”

“You always have to be alert to avoid that.”

“ha ha ha.”

All the laughter came out. If he accidentally talked in his sleep, wouldn’t the mana disappear right away?

‘Where can I live in fear?’

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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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