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

Chapter 587

episode 587 departure for the royal road (4) as

the morning dawned, there was a stir in count sylvester’s family.

even with the title, the knights who remained in the count’s family and claimed to be vassals rose up in indignation.

“how dare something like this happen!”

“this is nonsense! i must speak to his majesty the king immediately!”

their anger was so great that the entire battlefield reverberated.

count sylvester nodded and said.

“i know. get ready to leave for the royal road right away. i must have an audience with his majesty myself.”

even though he was a count with the authority of immediate disposition, he had no authority to punish the marquis of garen as he had a lower title than the marquis.

in this case, all actions of the nobility are entrusted to the king.

‘i don’t know if his majesty will punish the marquis garen... but right now there is no other option.’

in my heart, i wanted to immediately cut the neck of the marquis who tried to kill all of my family members, but it is regrettable that i could not do that.

fortunately, the central nobles are still unaware of this fact.

if they had known, they would have rushed frantically to get the marquis and viscount out.

count sylvester, who had a hardened heart, hit the desk lightly.

“bind the criminals and load them into the wagon.”

the vassals bowed their heads and replied.

“yes.”

“i will prepare immediately.”

* * *

ray heard that count sylvester was preparing to leave.

it went well even though i had to head to the royal capital.

moreover, the thought that he could finally put the troublesome marquis garen and viscount mace into the royal prison made even his frustrated heart feel better.

“it’s time for me to leave too.”

if you make a deal with king heron and arrange the dragon rare, your work in heron kingdom will be over.

you’ll have to find the chimera the lich made, but seeing as it hasn’t been seen before, it’s probably already dead or living in hiding where humans can’t see it.

it’s true that i don’t want to use my hands if it doesn’t harm me.

ray looked out the window.

since the capture of the marquis garen and viscount mace, the county has been slowly returning to normal.

the once-quiet gymnasium is back to life, and you can sometimes see smiles on the faces of the attendants here and there.

of course, the soldiers still wielded their swords with an alluring gesture.

even though the light of tension has not disappeared from the faces of the knights and soldiers, marquis garen and viscount mace have been captured, so they will feel a little relieved.

more than ten carriages lined up in front of the count’s family.

as the wagons carrying the sylvester family’s flag proudly boasted, ray, who packed up his belongings and left the private room, blew a whistle as he watched them.

“whiyu. now that the upper ranks are doing well, i feel like a noble now.”

when he was admiring the procession of carriages.

count sylvester, who recognized ray, pretended to know him.

“you got out early. are you ready?”

“are there any preparations? just bring a backpack and you’re done.”

“ha ha ha. now we can head to the royal capital. i owe a lot to you. i would like to express my gratitude on behalf of my family members...”

at those words, ray felt something indescribable reluctance.

his instincts dutifully sounded the alarm, as he had usually had a bad experience with gratitude under these circumstances.

‘this doesn’t feel right.’

he thought to himself and waved his hands.

therefore, it was only natural that the power of the central aristocrats, who occupied the territories around the capital, would grow stronger.

king heron, who was suffering from headaches due to the central nobles, tilted his head at the news the soldier delivered.

“so you’re saying that count sylvester is looking for jim?”

“yes. look at this.”

“umm...”

i received the parchment the soldier gave me and opened it.

there, along with various greetings, it was written that he wanted to have an audience with him.

after reading for a while, the king was surprised to see what was written in the letter.

‘they imprisoned the marquis garen and viscount mace... what the hell are you talking about?’

details will be delivered as soon as they arrive at the capital.

unless count sylvester went crazy, there was no way he would arrest the marquis garen and viscount mace and treat them as criminals.

if so, there was a high possibility that the marquis and the viscount were guilty of that much in this situation.

‘what crime did the count commit to arresting the marquis?’

this is an obvious hypocrisy.

if the reason was not justifiable, count sylvester could have been executed on the spot.

king heron, who was lost in thought while holding the letter, smiled lightly.

“i get it. go away.”

“yes.”

after issuing a congratulatory order, the soldier bows his head and withdraws.

king heron, who remained in the great war, tightly gripped the handle of the throne.

‘if the count’s words are true... i might give a big blow to the central aristocrats with this.’

he was a king who was nervous about the growing power of the central nobility.

i felt better when an opportunity came up in an unexpected place.

it was because he was able to eliminate two giant heads of the central aristocratic faction, marquis garen and viscount mace.

in addition to that, if they confiscate their territories and titles and replace them with royal nobles, their own power will grow as well.

in that case, the central nobles would not be able to move recklessly.

‘then... what remains is how justly count sylvester captured the marquis and the viscount...’

seeing that he wanted to have an audience with himself right away, it wouldn’t be easy.

even if it was a little ambiguous to arrest the marquis and the viscount, king heron was determined to stand by count sylvester’s side this time.

“it’s not like this, i guess we should hold a banquet. ha ha ha.”

just in time, the prince’s birthday must have arrived.

i will hold a big banquet in the name of this and openly cut down the status of the central aristocrats.

when things seemed to be going well, the smile did not leave king heron’s face.

* * *

the carriage ran all afternoon, but the village was nowhere to be seen.

moreover, it was not long before the wheel of the wagon in the lead was broken, perhaps because of poor maintenance.

normally, if it was a nobleman’s territory, the road for the wagon would be paved, but in this place, only some grass was cut, it was the forest itself.

count sylvester made a troubled face.

“it’s a big deal.... we have to arrive at the castle within three days.”

“three days?”

“the letter i sent to his majesty said that it would arrive in three days, so it would be a disgrace to not arrive within that time.”

“that is also true.”

if a person who wants to have an audience with the king can’t keep the time promise, how can a proper meeting be possible?

‘i have no choice but to fix the wheel.’

ray had no choice but to roll up his arms.