To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor Chapter 733

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Episode 733 The Royal Ball (6)

Awesome!

From a distance with his fists clenched, the Marquis Beelaid glared at the princess ferociously.

“You dare shame me… I can’t forgive you.”

I can’t seem to control my anger.

The Marquis of Villede took out his anger on the slaves standing next to him.

Poo-!

As soon as the shin was kicked vigorously, the expressions of the young slaves were distorted.

“Aww!”

“I won’t let you go. Oh princess who has no right of succession…!”

puck-!

“Oh no…!”

Every time the Marquis’ feet moved under the table, the slaves trembled.

Poo-! puck-!

The elf slave Cassius, who had been silent until now, opened his mouth for the first time after seeing it.

“Stop it, human. How can you treat your own people so badly? Even though I am a human being, I don’t understand.”

At those words, Marquis Villede’s feet stopped abruptly.

He turned and looked at Cassius.

“Huh, for a slave to open his mouth to his master. It seems that I am not educated enough.”

“I’m sorry. No matter how hard he tried, he didn’t give in…”

“Rather, it’s good. It is my specialty to subdue slaves who don’t know the subject and raise their heads stiffly to their masters.”

Marquis Villede stood up from his seat.

The height difference between him and Cassius was considerable, so the Marquis looked up at him.

She stepped on Cassius’ toes.

Wooddeuk-!

The sound of bones breaking at the tip of a shoe resonated openly.

However, Cassius did not even groan, let alone scream.

“Do you think you can get your mind through mere physical pain? The more you do this, the uglier you are.”

straight eyes.

The self-confidence in her body shook her in an instant.

Feeling ashamed at the thought of being overwhelmed for a moment, Marquis Villedeid kicked hard in the shin this time.

dump-!

Cassius, whose shinbone was shattered, fell to his knees.

“dare! dare!”

Excited, she slapped him on the cheek.

Blood poured from his eyes and his collarbones collapsed.

Around the time when a blue lump began to swell in the firm chest muscles.

Cassius’ appearance was ruined to the extent that he could no longer be regarded as a race of beauty.

The eyes of the people gathered in the lobby were focused on her.

The nobles looked at her with astonished eyes, and even the musicians stopped playing in amazement.

Seeing the shocking horror that unfolded in front of her eyes, Princess Slaya looked at Marquis Beelaid with her lips trembling.

The name is the princess’s birthday banquet.

Although he was a powerful figure of the Chosen People faction, it was not an action that would be seen at a banquet where the king personally convened nobles.

Marquis Beelaid, who had been showing off his anger because he couldn’t calm down, came to his senses belatedly.

“Ho Count Hobert!”

Embarrassed, she called the Count.

Hobert replied, unable to hide his grave complexion.

“yes.”

“Shut up! I will take this slave to my family and treat him!”

He shouted loudly on purpose, but the eyes of the crowd were clearly different due to his previous actions.

“What will happen now?”

“well. Still, since you are the Marquis of Villede, will you somehow pass it over?”

“To openly punish slaves at a banquet. I don’t know if I should be bold.”

“Shut that mouth!”

Marquis Villede’s shouts caused the audience to fall into silence again.

As the situation got worse and worse, Count Hobert gave advice.

“Calm down, Marquis. There is no end to the response. For now, please leave first.”

If you stay here, you will never see anything good.

In this case, it is better to hide for a while and then honestly apologize to the royal family.

At Count Hobert’s words, Marquis Villede bit his lip.

It happened because of only one slave.

Thinking that he had to go through such humiliation because of that made him angry, but he took a deep breath and let go of his emotions.

“…All right. That sounds good now.”

When she made up her mind and was about to leave the banquet hall with her followers.

“His Majesty Prince Soleil eats it!”

The baron’s voice announcing his entry came from the entrance of the lobby.

* * *

The clothes that the receptionist carefully selected were literally wing clothes.

black tailcoat.

The gold thread of the Principality of Soleil embroidered on the chest stands out like a point.

The tight-fitting pants and black shoes fit him like they were made for him in the first place.

It seems like I can’t believe it even though I picked it.

Hongyoung let out an exclamation with her mouth slightly open.

“…Perfect….”

“Oh, you are the master as well!”

Even Zeke, who had no interest in anything other than the sword, admired it.

Seeing a completely different look from her usual self, Soyoung said with sincerity.

“Saint! Now throw away those sloppy robes and live like a human!”

“…that might be good.”

After even Hong-young agreed, why does one side of her heart ache?

“It’s fine as long as it’s plain and neat.”

Is it because the clothes are unnecessarily expensive?

Rather, it was an uncomfortable feeling.

Whether you know your heart or not.

Soyoung shook her head and said.

“It’s a banquet hosted by an ally. If you go out dressed casually in the face of the king, you will only become a laughing stock.”

“You know that aristocratic society is strict, don’t you? If you don’t know about other times, please pay attention in public.”

After Heuk-young defended So-young, Ray eventually had no choice but to accept it.

Well, the banquet on the first day wasn’t that long anyway.

As it is a day where only people who enjoy it gather and enjoy it, they will tolerate a few hours of discomfort.

When Ray finished his preparations and was about to leave the private room.

Soyoung caught him and stood him up.

“wait a minute!”

As if she was lacking something, she scanned her from head to toe, and soon began filling her wrists with something.

“What’s this?”

Ray raised his hand.

A thin brave slit studded with rust.

The background is gold, so it went well with the golden thread on the chest.

Soyoung said proudly.

“I heard that accessories complete the decoration.”

Where the hell did you pick them up?

Before she could say anything, Soyoung’s offensive continued.

Clap-! Clap-!

Before I can react, the ornaments increase one by one on my body.

From discreet necklaces to fingernail-sized brooches.

A plain ring with no pattern was worn on her hand.

Eventually, when all the ornaments were filled.

His appearance, which was close to perfection even if it wasn’t, has changed to an indescribable splendor.

Dark Young raised his thumb, and Zeke said with a serious face, ‘Sooner or later, I will leave a portrait to preserve the greatness of my lord.’

The clothes that were already uncomfortable became twice as uncomfortable.

I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut because I knew that if I said one by one, two or three words would come back.

“How do you like my work?”

Soyoung said more proudly than before.

Hongyoung nodded quickly up and down without a word.

It’s obviously an uncomfortable outfit.

However, if you think differently, you could see this as an opportunity to plant a good image among royalty and nobles.

As the guards said, the Kingdom of Gleiman is an ally and a friendly country.

That’s why he might be able to buy some of the nobles’ favor just by attending the banquet with care.

Thinking like that, I thought that this wasn’t all that bad either.

“great job.”

“At times like this, you are honest. I don’t hate it.”

when they are having a light conversation.

I could feel the popularity outside. The

attendant

spoke with a knocking sound.

“excuse me. If your Majesty is ready, I will guide you to the banquet hall.”

Ray answered him.

“Today is fine. There are attendants.”

“All right. Call me anytime if you need anything.”

said Ray.

“Then shall we go soon?”

“Yes, a banquet with the lord… I don’t know how many years it has been.”

The last time they had a banquet together was when they were in the Holy Kingdom, so it had already been several years.

Originally, the reception committee had to move secretly while hiding, but it was possible because he had officially obtained a private room as his attendant when he came to the Kingdom of Gleiman.

The security guards creaked with slightly stiff faces as if they were nervous.

“But can we really go?”

“As you know, Holy Son, we rarely appear in public. I don’t think you’re going to make an outrageous mistake, but on the contrary, I don’t think it’s going to be very helpful.”

Soyoung asked, ‘Are you sure you’re okay?’

To which Ray replied, “Don’t worry.”

“It’s okay to explain that you are a new noble. And I can’t leave you in the dark forever. I’m not so weak that I have to be protected.”

That’s what I said, but the real reason was different.

They have been hiding for decades.

Since I was born into the world, I had to put down what I wanted to do, so it was like I lived my whole life only for myself as a saint.

Ray didn’t want his people to live like that.

‘It will take some time to adapt, but there’s nothing wrong with getting in the way beforehand.’

There is a guy whose eyes shine when weaving cotton and making clothes.

Some of them touched metal, pounded hammers, and hummed songs.

Some laughed at talking to goblins, while others were content with just strolling around.

I realized while living together in the principality.

It’s not that they don’t want to do anything.

I’m just good at giving up pretending I’m not interested even if I’m interested.

It’s not good to say that it’s only clumsy guys, but he was willing to move for them.

Zeke, who was crossing his arms, looked at the receptionists.

“These guys are so shameful. Get out if you’re not confident. Those who are useless do not deserve to be by the master’s side.”

At first glance, it seemed like an argument, but the guards knew that it was his clumsy consolation method.

Heukyoung raised one corner of his mouth and said.

“Who dares to say we are incompetent?”

“You brainless monster! Who hasn’t been helpful yet?”

Soyoung responded bitterly.

“I am the master’s sword. It doesn’t take shape until it’s pulled out so easily.”

“You speak well. When I fell off the cliff, I begged for help.”

“…do not shame the knight.”

Seeing them bickering, it seems that the tension has eased to some extent.

Ray looked at them once and left the door of the private room.

Then, as if they had been fighting loudly, they silently followed Ray’s back.

who lived in the shadows.

It was the first time I came out to bask in the sun.

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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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