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

Chapter 541

episode 541 to the kingdom of heron (7)

when she returned to the carriage, the escort and gide came running first.

“miss! where the hell have you been!”

sylveria’s appearance was not words.

as much as he encountered and battled with a group of goblins, his clothes were torn here and there, and his face was covered with dirt.

however, the escort men went one step further than that.

it was strange for anyone to see him crippled in bloodstained clothes with open wounds.

when she came near the carriage, she sat down in her seat, relieved.

“everyone... why do they look like that?”

the men who were eyeing each other said to her.

“i was attacked.”

“this place is no longer safe. you have to move.”

at those words, sylveria shook her head as if embarrassed.

“i can’t make this happen...”

“i’m sorry, silveria, but i can’t accommodate you right now. hurry up and get ready.”

even his blood relatives, who had always taken care of him, spoke coldly, so he could see how urgent the current situation was.

at her brother’s words, she whimpered and tried to move her body.

however, sylveria’s physical condition was unreasonable because she had walked all the way here with her muscles twisted.

ray, who had been watching her in one place, approached her.

when i slowly brought my hand to him, sylveria was frightened and pulled back.

“what are you doing?”

“stay still. my muscles were twisted. if you don’t release it in time, the pain will get worse.”

as he spoke, he pressed the outside of her elbow with his index finger, and sylveria said ‘ouch!’ and screamed.

he carefully kneaded sylveria’s drooping arm.

when you gently loosen the muscles around the outside, the tangled muscles surprisingly find their place.

in the first place, it was twisted because it was moved too much, so if you move it well enough, the muscles will go back to their original position.

this was not even a thing for him.

as she kneaded her arms, sylveria’s face turned a little red.

no matter how necessary it is, it is embarrassing to be in a situation for the first time as a member of the count’s family.

ray, who had been kneading sylveria’s body and relaxing her muscles once, removed her hand from her body.

“i’d rather recuperate for the time being.”

“yes yes.”

after the simple treatment, the escorts approached with worried faces.

“are you okay, lady?”

“i wonder if the young lady was also attacked...”

“attack?”

silveria, who had fought monsters so far, didn’t know what was happening to them.

seeing her tilt her head at the word raid, the escorts felt relieved.

apparently, the people in black couldn’t reach her.

“i’ll tell you the details as we move to the wagon. you have to get out of here first.”

along with the horse, gide and the escorts hurriedly prepared.

all that could be said of luggage had been taken away by the bandits, so there was nothing to say of preparation, but the escorts, who had extinguished the bonfire and scattered the remains, got into the wagon.

before she could even sit down, as if she had been pushed on the floor.

the man grabbed the reins of the horse and started the carriage.

* * *

ray, who was quietly sitting in the carriage, pretended not to know.

“what do you mean raid? did a bandit come out?”

there was no way the men and gide were defeated by mere bandits.

the man shook his head.

“no. the other party is...”

“the family... that’s why they’re aiming for the boy.”

the royal family of heron did not know gide.

they are trying to get rid of the sylvester family itself.

however, they are trying to make the royal family of heron like them.

to the extent that he rushed to the distant kingdom of celia and tried to invite himself as a saint.

loyal fools did not have such fools.

“i understand the situation roughly.”

let ray seem convinced.

this time the men asked him.

“but where were you to escape the black men?”

i responded indifferently to him.

“sophie was lying in the woods.”

silveria’s face turned red like a carrot at her attitude, as if she had given her consideration for women like dog food.

ever since they met ray, they felt like all the common sense of the nobility they knew was broken.

usually, at times like this, he would make excuses for taking a night walk or scouting, but how could he be so honest about it?

gide burst into laughter, unable to contain his laughter.

“ha ha ha! i can’t help but understand that! if you keep holding on, you will get sick!”

as he started to laugh, the dark atmosphere for a moment seemed to be getting better.

the escorts also stopped laughing.

“next time, at least say something.”

“we were worried about what would happen to you. ha ha ha.”

silveria, who was taken aback for a moment, looked at ray’s profile as he quietly laughed and chatted.

she remembered what he had said when they first met in the carriage.

‘someone caught up with the wagon. i think it would be good to reinforce the vigilance.’

at that time, i ignored it and passed it on, but after hearing that the black righteous man had attacked, the words of that time came to me coldly.

‘if it’s not a coincidence...’

if only one of those words weren’t empty words.

it would mean that he is a strong man who exceeds the skills of howie and gide.

i didn’t know that sylveria’s eyes would fall away from ray.

* * *

the carriage did not stop.

howie and gide took turns sleeping in the driver’s seat.

thanks to that, i was able to vomit the spirit of covering the distance that i traveled over two days in just one day.

“bocchan, in three more days, we will arrive at heron kingdom.”

“there is a long way to go. we can’t be relieved until we reach the territory, so let’s keep running.”

“all right.”

could it be because the attack of the black people planted a sense of alertness?

gide wouldn’t stop even when a decent campsite appeared.

life was in danger, so it’s not that i don’t understand.

ray, who was looking out of the window in the carriage, covered himself with a blanket as it got a little chilly.

“it seems a bit cold for some reason.”

“when we arrive at the estate, it will be colder than here. prepare well.”

“ugh, i don’t like being cold.”

when mana was raised, it was good for the stream in winter, and the subject of winding up the neck was great.

sylveria said proudly.

“if you become a mana user, you can blow away this much cold.”

silveria, who was talking, was covered with two or three layers of blankets.

it really couldn’t have been more believable.

“it would be nice to be able to handle mana.”

“it’s not a big deal if you devote yourself to ten years under a good teacher.”

if he had to devote ten years, he would not have touched mana in the first place.

because he inherited the blood of the heroic clan.