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

Chapter 534

episode 534 proposal (2)

rei was attending the banquet beforehand.

sitting at the table on the wide balcony and looking up at the night sky, the hearts of many women were pounding.

‘the high elves and their families have been sent back, so there’s no need to worry about the aftermath.’

it wouldn’t be nice to know the faces of acquaintances in a place like this.

no matter how much the family members say they were born-again warriors in the past, if you push them with a side note, it will eventually become annoying.

better to leave before that happens.

the banquet hadn’t even started in earnest, but nobles gathered in groups of threes and threes to fill the place.

didn’t they say that the bird that woke up early in the morning gets its food first?

they originally intended to arrive earlier than the saint and wait for him.

however, as if he was waiting for them, ray was sitting in a place where he could see them, so a war of nerves broke out.

the nobles of the kingdom of celia chatted among themselves without knowing why, and only the foreign dignitaries who secretly heard the news glanced at ray.

most of them are small and medium-sized kingdoms that do not reach baybon and clayman kingdoms, but if they gather, they are kingdoms that can be discussed as powerful enough.

the information power they have will also be formidable.

while the aristocrats hesitated, a young man with a limited look approached.

“your glass is empty. i’m sorry, but is it okay if i sit with the saint for a while?”

the fact that he looks quite young seems to be the son of an aristocrat.

ray glanced at him once.

‘hoo. he’s a good prosecutor at a young age.’

miss mana, who had reached the intermediate level of sword expert, had a sense of grandeur that was inappropriate for her age.

ray readily accepted.

“even good alcohol tastes better when there is a partner.”

“ha ha ha. thank you.”

he could feel the stinging gazes of nobles around him, but the young man didn’t care much.

he ordered an attendant to bring the courtesy wine.

not long after that, a drink that looked quite heavy came out.

the young man said with a firm voice.

“this is a drink that was stored in a dragon lair found in our kingdom of heron in the past.”

not only the aristocrats who were watching at those words, but even ray were astonished.

i heard that dragons called great beings were exterminated a long time ago.

but still there are dragon rares left?

besides, it’s the liquor that those dragons kept!

ray already had an appetite.

“that would be delicious.”

“ha ha ha. eat to your heart’s content. wouldn’t it be a waste of a bottle of this wine for the sake of the saint’s drinking partner?”

this is not a drink that can be called a bottle of alcohol.

if you put it up for auction, you could probably buy a small castle.

the young man broke the seal of the drink.

the dreamy scent filled the balcony, and it felt like the musicians played more beautifully just by smelling the scent.

‘this much with just the scent.’

the saliva passed by.

it is said that good wine is drunk once for the aroma and twice for the taste.

a young man pours a drink into a glass.

“drink in one gulp. you will definitely like it.”

saying that ray was right at his words, he took a glass of wine and poured it into his mouth.

the tongue melted and the mouth melted.

when you pass it over your throat, the uvula gets wet and leaves a reverberation.

it only adds to the excitement without increasing drunkenness, so it can be said to be a tax-free drink.

‘i would have liked it if the old man drank it.’

a craftsman who mixed his emotions into sake brewing after his son died.

if he had seen this drink, what would he have said?

ray slowly set the glass down.

you don’t even know what you’ve been doing, let alone know your face.

‘there’s no need to instill vigilance by selling your face.’

sensing that there was something in those words, gide pondered over it and then nodded.

“i will keep it a secret even from my companions.”

“thank you. even if the title of saint looks good, there is nothing good about being known.”

if i do something wrong, i might get the attention of the black room.

“i’m sorry, but what should i call you?”

“mmm.”

if you call a saint right away, you are also amitabha.

only then will there be no meaning to hide, so it is necessary to decide on a title as gide said.

“let’s say he’s the second son of a baron from the kingdom of silia.”

“how should i call you last name?”

“please call me soleil. it is a desolate place with only one mountain range, so no one will know.”

“you are restraining yourself, baron soleil. all right. i will let the party know that.”

party?

ray tilted his head and moved as gide guided him.

then, a huge carriage two or three times the size of an ordinary carriage was placed there.

the chariot, driven by four white horses as cold as snow, was decorated quite luxuriously.

three men outside the wagon glared at him.

“bocchan, what about him?”

“he is the son of baron soleil. i just invited you to the manor because i liked it at the drinking party yesterday.”

“it’s rare for the young master to invite someone.”

seeing the three men staring blankly at it is a very strange feeling.

for a moment, they couldn’t take their eyes off ray’s pale color, and they flocked to gide and quietly whispered.

“bocchan, you haven’t opened your eyes to sodomy, have you?”

hear everything

gide, whose complexion turned black, spoke hastily.

“how rude is that!”

“sorry. i said it just in case, so don’t take it too seriously.” don’t make fun of me carelessly.”

seeing him not knowing what to do differently than usual, i have serious doubts.

however, this was a natural reaction.

men will react similarly if they learn that they have just insulted the representative of god to the point of blasphemy.

ray waved his hand.

“i don’t care. depart sooner than that. if you cross the border of celia, there are not many villages. we need to find a place to camp before the sun goes down, because we might have to prepare for the night.”

the men’s expressions wrinkled a little because they didn’t look spoiled.

at the subject of refraining from the baron, it is not enough to wave his hand as if to chase away flies, so it seems that the host and guest have been evangelized.

there is no one here of a lower rank than the son of the baron.

gide said, so i didn’t say it carelessly, but the men’s expressions hardened a little.

gide, noticing him, hurriedly hurried the men.

“he is right. come on, let’s get ready. if we don’t find a place to camp by evening, we’ll be stuck in the morning with monsters.”

at that, the men nodded and hurriedly moved.

gide, with a slightly apologetic expression, said to ray.

“i’m sorry. the escorts my father attached are a bit rough.”

“are you okay.”

the men clucked their tongues at gide’s kindness as he apologized and even opened the carriage door.

why do you care so much about the son of the baron?

‘it’s clear that the boy has been stained with sodomy.’

‘well... i’m sure the baron’s face isn’t mischievous, but.’

not knowing what the escorts were thinking, ray climbed into the carriage.

however, when the carriage door opened, a woman who was about to take off her girlish clothes was sitting inside.

ray, who thought there was a coachman because he could feel the presence from the inside, exclaimed involuntarily.

“eh?”