To Hell with Being a Saint, I'm a Doctor

Chapter 689

episode 689 the medicine man (3)

philia took a few more steps instead of withdrawing herself.

she sprayed mana at the bandits who were attacking.

“wind cutter!”

the blade of the wind, forged to the utmost sharpness, cuts past the bandits as if they had not intended to put circumstances in their hands from the beginning.

slow-!

“aagh!”

“ughhhhh!”

the surviving bandits screamed as they watched their comrades whose leather armor was being cut.

as they slumped in their seats, turned and tried to run away, filia’s words flowed out of her mouth again.

“ice stone!”

a block of ice the size of a head appeared in the air and was pierced by the bandits.

whoops-!

poo-!

with a creepy sound.

fifteen bandits passed away before they could even resist and died.

as soon as the situation seemed to have been sorted out, filia looked at the bandit leader who was left alone.

“ugh!”

when he revealed the mana he had, that of the archmage who reached the 6th circle was evident.

like a small animal beaten by its peers.

the bandit leader shuddered.

she said with emotionless eyes.

“wouldn’t it be nice if we quietly paid the toll and passed on?”

“no sat tolls needed! please save my life!”

“are you begging for your life when you consider the lives of others to be insignificant?”

it doesn’t seem funny.

philia raised her mana even more than before.

when they said they would pay the toll, he didn’t even think about it and tried to kill them.

if left alive, he will become a bandit again and kill people mercilessly.

if that’s the case, i’d rather die here.

concluding, she memorized the starting language.

“wind cutter.”

sussuk-!

a small blade cut through the head of the boss.

with this, one wild vegetable was sorted out.

ray, who was watching the scene from behind the wagon, jumped off the wagon.

“it was good work.”

“it is overrated. what shall we do now?”

at her question, ray raised the sword aura from his hand without hesitation.

filia, who had not wavered even when dealing with the bandits, was taken aback.

there was no time to say anything at his sudden sudden action.

ray moved his hand.

swoop-!

shuk-!

lightly tearing the wagon’s tent made of luxurious material.

then he grabbed a handful of dirt and scattered it all over the wagon.

philia, who only thought they were attacking her, was heartbroken.

said kleiman in bewilderment.

“what are you doing?”

“we came to deal with bandits. can the wagon be fine?”

“there are no eyewitnesses who can tell.”

at their heated torch, ray laughed in satisfaction.

there were also eyewitnesses to this.

after destroying the surrounding wild plants and saving the people, all that remains is to wait for the rumor to spread further before returning to the capital.

his steps on the carriage were light.

* * *

while ray and his party were in the midst of subjugating wild plants and accumulating feats (?).

the gleiman royal family was very upset.

the demonic church, which had been silent until now, had officially protested, and the aristocratic faction, which had been stagnant for a while, began to boil.

“please allow me to have an audience with his majesty the king!”

“the demonic church has been protesting! we should call the nobles and come up with a countermeasure right now!”

at this time, when the nobles attacked, the knights were in trouble just to stop them.

“his majesty the king is at work! don’t you know that you shouldn’t come in carelessly!”

“the matter is not the matter! it’s not the time to go to work!”

how weak is the king’s majesty, why are the nobles of lee da-ji playing a game in front of the daejeon?

the knights gradually realized that they could not communicate with words.

the vice-captain of the royal knights put his hand on the scabbard with a hardened expression.

“if you cause more trouble than this, i cannot condone it.”

his resolute words broke the momentum of the nobles.

however, no one is foolish enough to back down with a little threat.

“in that case, please send a message to his majesty the king. how to deal with the protests of the demonic church, the commander of the philia corps, the commander of the knights of kleiman, and even the treatment of the saint who showed an indifferent attitude even though he was a guest in the kingdom.”

the vice-captain, who had been moaning at the aristocrat who was questioning each and every detail, answered by simply blocking the entrance.

as the royal knights and nobles were making a fuss at the entrance, king gleiman let out a small sigh.

“things are getting bigger.”

are you trying to drive yourself out of the demonic church in earnest?

it was the first time he had rushed to death like now, so even as a king, he was a bit embarrassed.

the king’s aides, who arrived after receiving the convocation order in a hurry, said with a displeased expression.

“maybe it would be better to give them proper compensation.”

at that, king gleiman shook his head.

“i’ve been thinking. however, i am concerned that the demonic cult will grow in size if we do so.”

that’s not wrong.

even now, it is a demonic religion that has become a semi-great power, but if the royal family helped it by rewarding it, it might be reborn as a truly huge power this time.

knowing the king’s concerns, even his aides could not speak easily.

silence goes on for a while.

one of them commented.

“at this point, we have no choice but to cut the tail. why don’t we put the blame on one of them and throw it away?”

at his words, the complexions of the other nobles brightened a little.

“good idea. since we can’t defeat the kingdom’s strength, the commander of the philia corps, wouldn’t captain kleiman be a good fit?”

“kleiman knight commander is a strong sword master candidate in the kingdom. how could you throw out a person who might rise to the level of a master in the future?”

“then...”

there is only one thing left.

he was neither a member of the kingdom nor showed any significant action in the kingdom of gleiman.

king gleiman frowned slightly.

“are you saying to throw away the one who came to help this kingdom?”

“there is no other way, your majesty. besides, i’m not talking about throwing it away right now. all you have to do is wait until he receives the magic tool he promised, and then take the opportunity to create a conflict between the demonic church and the holy son.”

as the bones begin to gain weight, the plan becomes plausible.

the excited aides chatted among themselves.

“when i receive a magic tool, i do it like tidying up. you won’t be able to tell us what to do since it was a holy thing from the beginning.”

“that’s right. besides, prince semir seems to have come to his senses as well, so we might be able to use this opportunity to drive out the demonic cult little by little.”

if only prince semir would agree.

if he said, ‘the demonic church has been imprisoning me as a member of the royal family. and it was the saints and the others who saved it.’ if such words come out, the military might be able to use that as an excuse.

then there would be no need to throw out the saint.

as various opinions began to emerge and the nobles clamored, a conclusion was soon drawn.