To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 572

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Episode 572 Variable (2)

Gide was surprised at the number of women Ray brought with him at first, but after hearing the back story, he readily accepted them.

“If that’s the case, then we should help.”

As he said that, he mingled with the villagers and touched the wagon, then began attaching the front and rear wagons together using ropes and wooden planks.

There were enough wagons and horses, but there was no coachman, so it was a measure taken.

If you connect them in a straight line like this, the chariots following you won’t escape.

Ray admired a little.

“The workmanship is good. Planing seems pretty good too.”

Having received the compliment, Gide scratched the back of his head shyly.

“I was interested in carpentry and practiced it from a young age. It’s been a long time since I’ve taken my hands off it, so I’m embarrassed to show it.”

It’s quite a skill for being humble.

It was to the extent that even Ray, who only snorted, thought it was quite good.

The connecting rod made is also solid, so it seems that there is no problem even on a moderate slope.

“Then let’s go right away. Because even the count doesn’t seem to have time.”

At that, Gide climbed into the carriage.

Ray, who was checking the number of people and making sure all the women were on the wagon, was the last to get on the wagon.

For the time being, I’ll have them stay at the Count’s house.

The upper house of the count family is doing pretty well, so you don’t have to worry about funds.

‘If there’s a problem, it’s Marquis Garen and Viscount Mace.’

It’s clear what the two are up to, but if the forces behind them are a problem, it’s a problem.

If the king is a person without personality and wants to get rid of Count Sylvester, it will be quite a headache.

In that case, you will have no choice but to try to negotiate with King Heron.

It was also the reason why he moved from Celia to the kingdom of Heron.

Ray touched the small wooden box he had tucked away in his arms.

Since I prepared such a magic tool, it wouldn’t matter much if Count Sylvester was added as a negotiating material.

‘I’m going to rage fiercely until Count Sylvester leaves the place in earnest.’

They are not the only ones who are running out of time now.

If Count Sylvesta does not hurry, the King will condemn his attitude and, accordingly, he will be dethroned or, worse, executed.

If you’re a noble, you haven’t paid the taxes you’re supposed to pay.

The Marquis Garen and Viscount Mace, who knew this fact, were going to attack the Count more aggressively than they had ever done before.

When Ray was thinking about the future for a long time.

Gide, who was sitting in the driver’s seat and driving the carriage, suddenly opened his mouth.

“I can’t believe I’m driving a carriage like this leisurely. Was it originally said that the pre-war period was quieter? Somehow, it scares me more now than when I was busy at the manor.”

His voice trembled, it seemed that he was afraid of the future.

Well, that would be it too.

It’s a situation where my father died.

Instead of trustworthy allies, there are only enemies around, and even the royal family has turned their backs on them, so it is inevitable to be afraid.

Since the downfall of the territory was in their hands, it was only natural that their shoulders would feel heavy.

Instead of consoling him, Ray deliberately said indifferently.

“Don’t be too scared. If the count doesn’t exist, you’re the one to succeed. If you are scared, what will happen to those left behind? Because of the ugly successor, those who follow are also ruined.”

cold words.

If you were cynical, you might feel cynical.

Funny enough, Gide felt relieved by those cold words.

Even before, it seems that my shoulders, which were weighed down by the heavy pressure, became a little lighter.

Why?

Is it because of his strength?

If not him, is it because of the influence he has as a saint?

I don’t know why, but what’s certain is that it was more powerful than the comfort I received from anyone else.

It was as if I saw the hope that ‘if I work hard, it will be solved’.

It felt like my hopes would come true just by what he said.

Instead of the fear that had eaten away at his heart little by little, he was filled with will.

Gide, whose expression became much brighter, let out a suffocating breath that had accumulated in his chest.

“It certainly is. It is bittersweet because I always feel indebted to my son.”

“Make sure to pay off your debt. Because I don’t even want interest.”

“ha ha ha. All right. When things are done.”

He stopped talking for a moment.

Is it worth taking a moxibustion?

Soon after, Gide’s mouth, which had been tightly closed, opened.

“If Yeongji’s work is completed safely. At that time, I will always respond with all my might to your call.”

Let’s talk and laugh.

Ray also smiled at him.

“Just listening is a good condition.”

How loud Gide’s last words will come later.

he didn’t know yet

* * *

Returning to Count Sylvesta’s house, they took care of the women in the wagon by hand, without requiring attendants.

“Give me a place that is as comfortable as possible. What we need most right now is stability.”

“All right. It’s nice to have a seat left in the private room.”

After a brief conversation, the two moved the women to a private room.

However, if there was a problem, it was the female orcs’ residence.

He could speak to half elves and human women to some extent, but he couldn’t talk to orcs.

Gide scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Maybe this would be good…”

As he was wondering if he could come up with a good idea.

Ray strode up to the orcs and skillfully spoke to them.

“Hey…”

“Koooooo!”

slam-!

I was slapped on the cheek by an orc woman while talking nicely.

Ray, who had been hit by a sudden unexpected blow, clutched his cheek and looked at it sadly like a simple woman.

Indeed, he was struck in an instant.

Even though it’s a body that can’t be hurt with the slightest blade, it’s still the same as before and now that you get dumbfounded when you get hit.

“Chwiiik-!”

with a grotesque snort.

The female orcs stepped back and crouched as much as they could.

It seems that his hand went out first because he was frightened.

Somehow, I thought I was too gentle when riding in a carriage.

Even a mouse bites a cat when cornered.

It was just that he wanted to move it to a safe place, but to the orcs who couldn’t speak the language, it must have been nothing more or less than another kidnapper.

Ray changed his ways.

Maintaining a certain distance, he slowly shed mana.

“I have no intention of hurting you. I want you to trust me and stay here for a while.”

Although an orc is a monster that lives in the forest, it is definitely a monster with intelligence.

They also have their own means of communication, and in the case of some Orcs, the level of intelligence is enough to learn the common language of the continent halfway.

Ray, who lived with goblins for over a year in an underground dungeon and learned how to communicate, mixed his unique mana waves when speaking.

Fear learned from Aira in the past.

By mixing it with the spirit of the will, even the orcs who did not know the common language of the continent were able to convey his will, albeit weakly.

“Kreurreuk…”

Judging from the sound of boiling phlegm, it seems that he is still on guard.

Well, if I could open my heart so easily, stress disorder wouldn’t have come.

Gide shook his head.

“I can’t. I am afraid that if I give you a separate room, I will destroy the entire building.”

Ray nodded as if he agreed with the words.

“Forcibly moving to a separate room will only backfire.”

These are the people who were confined to the building even when they were alive.

You could forcefully subdue them and lock them in a separate room, but if that happens, things will get even worse.

At times like these, it was necessary to move flexibly.

After thinking about the future of the orcs for a while, Ray spoke to Gide.

“Get me a lot of straw. Orcs live in caves or huts, so if you build a hut in a corner, it will be fine.”

“All right. But I’m worried that I might hurt the attendants.”

Gide was very worried because he had seen him slapped on the cheek.

Had it not been for Ray, who had transcended humankind and entered the ranks of monsters earlier, it would have been a blow that would have shattered his skull.

I’m worried that attendants passing by will touch their plantings and turn them into dead bodies.

“They’re already terrified, so if you don’t touch them first, that won’t happen. But tell them not to get too close.”

“Ugh. I’ll get the straw bales… but the Marquis Garen and Viscount Mace won’t stand still if they know that an orc has entered the middle of the county’s house.”

Certainly it is.

How could they, who were nobles to the bone, not rebel against being with monsters?

He would definitely go beyond expelling them and order soldiers to kill them.

‘In the middle of being busy anyway.’

Marquis Garen and Viscount Mace were stumbling blocks for Ray, who was planning to visit Dragon Rare once again.

If it is necessary, I think I will have to make it quiet even by beating it.

Well, I was going to follow them for a few days and find out what kind of tricks they were doing, so it worked out.

Even for those who don’t have time, they should focus on assassinating Count Sylvester rather than treating monsters, so it won’t turn into a bigger problem than expected.

“It will be fine. More than that, self-control is doing the best they can to treat them. Until the ship heading to the Celia kingdom arrives, I will have to take care of it here.”

The saint said he would be fine, but he wasn’t ignorant enough to vomit again.

Gide quickly replied.

“I will.”

As Gide hurriedly went back to get a pile of straw, Ray went straight to the private room where the Marquis and Viscount were.

Even though it’s only for one day, it would be annoying if they started messing around again while I was away for a while.

He found the sign of halfway mana and hid his sign.

Ung-ung-ung-

The mana in the air decided to hide him, so even though he came right in front of his nose, the knights watching didn’t notice him.

‘Silence.’

Will I hear it by any chance?

Following his presence, he even hid his voice with magic, and he remembered the marquis and viscount beyond the private room.

No matter how much it is, there is no way to conspire in broad daylight like this, but no one in the world knows.

Since Count Sylvester might die at any moment, the more information the better.

‘It would be better if the Count left early for the royal road.’

Then there is no need to do this troublesome thing.

Ray, grumbling beyond the door, began to focus on the two signs as they seemed to move slowly.

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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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