To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 618

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Episode 618 Presence of War (8)

An ambitious time.

Three security guards made their way through the bushes.

By the time their new model, like a bird of prey, fell on the outskirts of the mercenary corps.

A bloody wind blew over the son-in-law.

“Aagh!”

“It’s a surprise attack!”

The sleeping soldiers passed away without a sound.

Even the soldiers who stood guard in the barracks were unable to resist and were overpowered. The mercenaries, realizing the seriousness of the situation, hurriedly began to wake up the commander.

Is it because the movements have already been read?

By the time I realized that the screams I heard from the outskirts were getting closer.

The mercenaries were able to notice belatedly that the commanders in the barracks had stopped breathing.

“Huh!”

One of the mercenaries drew his breath and hurriedly threw his sword at the deadly murder felt from behind.

Whoops-!

A cloud of dust formed with the explosion.

The invisible hand, hidden by the smoke, strikes a sword several times.

Shish shush-!

A quick sword to the extent that you can’t even see it properly.

Even with a black lie tinged with bloody murder, it seemed that it could not be expressed neatly.

Relying on the intuition that had saved him in countless battles so far.

The mercenary raised his sword and asked while blocking it.

“Who are you! Do you dare to point a sword at me and be safe!”

He threw a lot of mana into it, but the opponent wasn’t a very easygoing person either.

When you try to press down with force, the sword becomes entangled and aims at your wrist, so it is hard to meet easily on the battlefield.

Chilling down his spine, he widened his distance.

‘Where in the world was this strong man hiding?’

No odds.

If you don’t run away now, your neck will run away.

Take advantage of the moment when the opponent’s attack stops.

Looking for an opportunity to escape, he suddenly kicked the ground.

coo-!

The new type of mercenary shot like an arrow.

It wasn’t just swordsmanship that he honed on the battlefield.

Running away was also one of the essential skills to survive.

It was not unreasonable to see that the reason why he was able to sustain his life while touring numerous battlefields was on his legs.

“Hahahaha! Wherever you have the skills to catch it, chase it and try it!”

Thinking he had widened his distance, he glanced back.

vision turned upside down.

‘uh?’

Let’s look up with a puzzled face.

There, a woman with a red string tied around her waist was smiling.

“Because both children and adults are cute when they fall asleep.”

A playful voice.

The way he casually wipes the blood off his face is very natural.

Tuwook-

Without properly recognizing his own death.

The new model of the mercenary who ran through the forest collapsed.

* * *

Baron Eaton, who was awakened by the screams of the mercenaries, quickly looked around.

Outside the barracks, a fire soared and mournful screams continued.

At first glance, it was an unusual situation.

“What kind of commotion is this!”

Did you hear his cry?

A soldier standing guard outside the barracks approached and reported.

“It’s a s raid! It’s probably the principality’s bastards!”

At his words, Baron Eaton thought.

‘Looking at them attacking the rear, the numbers aren’t that many.’

There is quite a distance difference between the fore and aft.

On this late night, the soldiers of the Principality would not have attacked and attacked the city.

Thinking that the current attack was just to attract attention, he waved his hands indifferently.

“Reinforce the perimeter to keep rats out. As soon as you catch the raiders, report them to me.”

The soldier, who became anxious inwardly, looked at him and asked insinuatingly.

“Shall we report to the leader of the Leven mercenary corps?”

“It’s just eye-catching. If you report every detail like this, it’s like proving that you’re a sewage yourself. Reported.”

“Yes yes…”

The soldier reluctantly took a bow and withdrew.

Baron Eaton participated in the war to watch over the mercenaries and pick up scraps of rice cakes that would fall.

It was hard to let go of the current situation that was getting more and more mysterious.

‘Isn’t this going to kick me out if I make a mistake?’

Despite the dissuades of various aristocrats, he set out to take a seat, and if he lost the war, he could be held accountable.

However, I am afraid of the aftermath to go back now.

“What power can a principality on the periphery have? In the end, I will surrender sooner or later.”

I heard that the main unit wanted to cross the wall.

It would take a lot of effort to capture an ordinary castle, but if you were against a duchy like this, it would surely be captured in less than a few days.

Baron Eaton shook his head to brush off his concerns.

“Is it because I’m older? My worries have grown too.”

Whether or not the fire spread outside.

he filled his glass

gulp- gulp-

“great.”

The scent of alcohol that spreads in the middle of the day seems to soothe the nervousness.

The Baron looked out.

Soldiers are busy moving here and there, screaming for help.

It’s a pity that the troops were reduced, but they couldn’t move them according to their taste.

“When the time comes, the night comes and the moon rises.”

No matter how things go, the principality will eventually be occupied.

That would be the case, because behind the mercenaries there was an unimaginable huge force standing strong.

Knowing this well, he had no idea that the mercenaries would lose.

* * *

As the next day dawned, the goblins prepared themselves and waited for the departure.

To return alive from the battlefield.

to win the battle.

Every morning they sat in front of a stone statue of a goblin god and prayed.

“Kieek. Please look upon us.”

“Goblin God.”

Among them, the goblins, who were deeply religious, even made offerings.

Crafts made by myself, food or clothing.

Thanks to the increasing number of offerings day by day, goblins who claim to be clerics have become busier.

Originally managing stone statues of the goblin gods, they now started managing offerings.

“Shindo. Leave it to us. keek.”

“Thank you for always cheering me up. Even the goblin god will like it.”

Goblins gain strength from every single word they say.

Priest goblins also take pride in the other goblins’ offerings and devotion.

It was a really nice sight to see them mutually helping each other.

When the goblins’ offerings were going on for a long time.

Outside, goblins armed with weapons shouted.

“It’s an outing! Gather all those who can use their strength! Kieh!”

It’s still early in the morning, but it’s already time to go out?

The goblins quietly rose from their seats without questioning them.

“I did think it was about time.”

“Kayek. Today is the time to end the war.”

There’s no way the war will end in just a day or two, but the expression on his face as he speaks was more serious than anyone else’s.

The goblins skilfully donned plate armor and gripped their weapons.

There was only less than an hour left before the second battle took place.

* * *

Countless goblins gathered under the walls.

A large force of over five thousand.

Looking at all of them wearing plate armor, they seemed to have no problem even if they were decent soldiers.

“Today we bury our bones here! Don’t look back, just look forward and fight!”

When the commander goblin shouted, the soldiers shouted ‘wow’.

“Of course!”

“Keew! Grind the humans! Let’s teach those persecuting people who is above them!”

A soldier who is ready to die is a strong man.

Even though the goblins had little learning and little experience, their momentum was quite different from that of regular troops.

Because they have a lighter fear of ‘death’ than other races in the first place.

I was able to raise my sword and face it confidently.

The mercenaries felt pushed back by their momentum.

The sight of him raising his arms with the eyes of a monster in earnest was a sight that made the chin tingle in the eyes of humans.

Even a mere trifle that has been ignored so far.

It was because thousands of goblins, who were said to be the weakest among monsters, were gathering and fighting.

“Don’t be discouraged! Your opponent is a monster! Do not show kindness and do not be vigilant! The moment you hesitate to draw a knife, you will be in trouble!”

“yes!”

“I will keep that in mind!”

tense voice.

Do you know that bloody wind will blow soon?

Even the faces of the mercenaries, who must have been to and from numerous battlefields, showed a hint of tension.

No matter who said what, they were all users.

A moment of inattention could result in death.

Moreover, their fighting method is to disregard their lives and rush at them.

One-on-one, but on the battlefield where blind knives fly, such a mindset was rather feared.

Who would be so nervous while fighting goblins?

It’s funny when you think about it, but they were like that.

Commanders on both sides glared at each other, then shouted loudly.

“Don’t give a damn! Let’s put a knife to those who invade our land!”

“Keew!”

“Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

“At most, they are mere insignificant creatures! Build a gin! Don’t break the formation!”

“yes!”

“yes!”

Kwaaaang-!

Two forces collided.

Starting with the 3rd generation goblins boasting huge physiques.

Experienced 1st generation goblins take on the leadership of the Ten Seals and command the troops.

Of course, at best, it was at the level of blocking the mercenaries from attacking from the front, but since all of them were Aura users, they did not allow the mercenaries to approach them recklessly, despite their lack of swordsmanship.

Chae Ae Ae-!

Caan-!

There is a terrifying sound of weapons crashing everywhere.

The ground shook at the shock of the entangled forces that were passing by.

The mercenaries, who had experienced that they would eventually lose if they continued like this, did not go out softly anymore.

The leader, who was watching the battlefield from behind, raised an eyebrow.

‘Push with strength for strength.’

let him put his hand down

Two middle-aged men with clean impressions, who were standing in the back, walked out.

It’s like going for a walk.

They looked around lightly and let out a ‘huh’ laugh.

“haha.”

“I wondered if it was just subjugating monsters.”

The two silently looked down at the battlefield with their hands behind their backs.

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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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