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

Chapter 396

Episode 396 The Second Shrine (2)

The work of building the altar went smoothly.

After making the skeleton, I made the inner space and the outer plate, but with the help of the high elves, I was able to finish it quickly as well.

However, if there was anything that could be said to be a problem, it was the structure of the altar.

Bersia scratched her head after hearing her words after her head hit the ground.

“…It’s a structure integrated with the temple. It is useless to build an altar like this.”

altar.

It was integrated with the temple.

In other words, the temple was also part of the altar.

“I don’t have time, but I can’t help it. I have no choice but to build a new skeleton of the temple.”

“You want to build a new temple? Are you saying that you will abandon the temple that has been guarded together for a long time?”

“I don’t like it either, but there’s no other way. Since mana cannot be supplied to the existing altar, we have no choice but to throw it away.”

As Serien shrugged and said, Bersia screamed.

“Absolutely not! What the hell do you guys think of tradition! Are you really high elves!”

“Calm down, Vercia. There are things that should take precedence over tradition now.”

“Calm? Don’t be ridiculous Serien! The moment you forget tradition, elves will be weeded out! Think what has been holding us up until now!”

Ray, who had been quietly listening to her stubborn words, looked at Bersia.

It’s a restless look for some reason.

It was as if his anxiety would not go away unless he grabbed something and stamped it on the ground.

The hand that was looking for something to hold moved closer and closer to Bersia’s head.

Seeing this, Bersia felt goosebumps run down her spine.

Obviously, there were painful memories that the entire memory of the day disappeared because of that hand.

She nodded hastily and corrected her words.

“What has sustained us. It is calm and sincere. Yes, as you said, there are things that should take precedence over tradition now. Not only that, the new temple will be the beginning of a new tradition. It would not be bad to pass on the tradition to the next generation with our own hands.”

While she was sweating profusely defending herself, she glanced at Ray.

Seeing him shaking his head with a satisfied expression, Bersia let out a sigh of relief.

Had I been a little late, my head would have exploded.

Serien laughed and said.

“Then help me. I plan to build the temple as large as possible.”

“…if it’s big, how big do you plan to build it?”

“It’s big enough to deal with if the gate reappears. Yes, it should be twice as large as the existing temple.”

Bersia’s eyebrows curled in reverse again at Serien’s absurd words.

“Twice! There is no time like that! To increase the size of the temple in a country where the gate is still open! Can not be done!”

“I’m sure you won’t have enough time, but in the future when something goes wrong with the altar, it’s safer this way. The high elves should be able to finish it quickly if they have this much.”

“Can not be done! It’s huge enough even now, so how can you think of building it bigger than this! There is no need to go to great lengths!”

Ray’s hand, trembling with anxiety, gripped the top of her head.

“okay! Let’s build! Let’s build it big and hold a banquet! Sobbing!”

Bersia’s biased thoughts were improving little by little thanks to someone’s shock therapy.

* * *

From then on, Ray drew a blueprint for the temple and cleaned the foundation and framework for the temple.

Since the mana rod settled into his body, his hands were unstoppable.

Like a person who won the lottery, he was generous in spending mana.

“Flame field. Air hand.”

The high elves, who were watching from the sidelines, clucked their tongues at the toughness of using field magic to clean the ground.

“Does that guy have infinite mana? Even though you’ve been using magic all day, you don’t want to rest.”

“I wonder if they put a dragon heart on it.”

Dragon heart.

A mana storage exclusively for dragons that absorbs and uses all the mana in the atmosphere.

Ray didn’t have a separate storage, but the way he drew mana was similar to dragons.

After wiping off the ground, Ray wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“Phew. It seems to have happened to some extent.”

The bumpy and overgrown with weeds had become a neat flatland before I knew it.

He now brought a block of wood and erected a rough frame.

With a hammer, he moved around the place where the temple was to be built, and before long the floors began to be laid.

Percussion—! Percussion—!

The joints of the wood were meticulously assembled with the pounding of a hammer.

He did not build a structure by driving nails into trees and weaving them together.

Completely prefabricated.

The planks were glued together and seams were made so that they could overlap each other.

I will use hardening magic and protection magic to strengthen the temple anyway.

So now it was right to build in a way that takes less time to build and is easier to dismantle.

The high elves looked at the building technology they hadn’t seen even though they had lived for many years with curious eyes.

“Hoo. Do you make a part to connect and insert it?”

“Certainly this would be much faster. Thinking of this method is really flexible in thinking.”

“As expected, you are our human!”

The last words were a little significantly intrusive, but he was already used to Hafman’s praise.

He continued hammering leisurely, whether or not the high elves were watching.

He whistled and swung his hammer.

Teouk-! Teouk-!

When his careless touch touched, the lumber that had fallen down in vain turned into a strong pillar.

I peeled off the skin, took out a dagger, and carved a pattern.

Then, a beautiful picture was drawn on the wall of the empty temple.

like that of a sculptor.

I pressed down the back of the dagger with my index finger and swung the sword dizzy against the wall.

When his sword continued to draw a sword path without exhaling a single breath, the high elves’ mouths also opened.

“This… this…”

Sert and Hans said in unison.

“It’s a magic circle!”

hardening magic and protective magic.

Although it was easy enough to be called the basics of a magic circle, it wasn’t to the extent that I could create it while drawing.

Moreover, looking at the flow of mana created by the magic circle, there was no doubt that it was created by slightly transforming the existing magic circle.

Ray’s sword continued without a break.

through the walls and onto the pillars.

Climb down the pole and onto the floor.

Shallow and deep scratches on the wooden floor.

The scratches gathered to make a picture, and the pictures gathered to make up magic.

Just like Proxia made a magic circle out of buildings in the past.

Each of his scabbards became the points that made up Jin.

It took no more than an hour to paint the skeleton of the huge temple.

When Ray puts out his last scabbard.

Mana was flowing through every corner of the skeleton of the newly built temple.

* * *

The Baybon Kingdom was attacked by monsters out of nowhere.

Soldiers screamed as monsters swarmed from the border.

“Come again!”

This was the third battle.

First in the Baybon Mountains.

The second is in a village not far from the road leading to the mountains.

The third is from the kingdom’s borders.

The monsters that ran endlessly no matter how many times I killed them were quite frightening.

At first, the soldiers armed with spears and swords fought against each other, but their morale dropped noticeably as the battle dragged on.

cried the centurion guarding the border.

“Don’t retreat! They are just monsters! Go out to the battlefield and fight!”

Not a single soldier answered his words.

Although they were mere monsters, they were monsters of a kind I had never seen before.

The thick fur bounced off the sword, and the sharp claws split the armor like tofu.

I would rather have fought against Ows or trolls, but it was unreasonable to fight against them.

Frightened soldiers dropped their weapons.

Chaeeng-! Chang-!

Less-!

It was difficult to feel the will to fight any longer in the trembling body.

The troops guarding the border were literally torn apart by the monsters.

It was such a serious defeat that even the centurion who ordered the battle ordered a retreat.

Half of the 5,000 soldiers were killed by mere monsters.

* * *

After being brutally defeated at the border, the Baybon Kingdom, which had to give its castle to the monsters, turned upside down in an instant.

Gayman, the commander of the 1st Knight, shouted indignantly.

“Closing the border! Does that make sense! Who did you say the beast is? It can’t be a small kingdom alliance!”

The soldier who was reporting said in a crawling voice.

“That’s… I’ve heard that it’s the work of a monster…”

“A certain monster!”

who they are

It is not a force comparable to the Lessian Empire, but it is a kingdom with far superior fighting power than other small and medium-sized kingdoms.

To think that their kingdom only gave its borders to monsters!

How other kingdoms will laugh when they hear!

“Form an army immediately! I will personally inform His Majesty and lead the Knights to come to the castle!”

“yes!”

The soldier quickly left the office.

Baybon, who lost the border overnight, climbed as medicine rose.

In addition, since the territory was not taken away by hostile forces, but by mere insignificant creatures, there was no place for his pride to be so damaged.

Even the king was furious and issued a royal decree.

The surrounding kingdoms did not doubt that Baybon would come back to the border again.

But the results turned out to be completely different.

3,000 soldiers and 200 knights who crossed the border.

They did not return half alive, let alone regain their borders.

It was the perfect second defeat of the Bay Bon Kingdom.

When the situation was like that, Baybon Kingdom began to seriously consider the current issue.

I looked down on them as monsters.

With two hundred knights scrambled, no matter how many monsters there were, he believed that he could regain control of the border.

Contrary to their expectations, however, the monsters on the border were not normal monsters.

The sword does not work, and it cuts through rocks with ease.

Even ogres fell into their prey, and even the nearby territory, including the Baybon Mountains, became a territory for monsters.

The King of Baybon sat on the throne and pondered.

The damage is too great to protect the border while consuming troops.

There was even a risk of being invaded if there was damage to the troops at this time when the small kingdom alliance was in full swing.

However, he was afraid that if he left the monsters at risk, they would come down to the capital.

After thinking for a long time, he finally opened his mouth as if he had made up his mind.

“…Put a scorpion into the holy kingdom. Let the saint be brought.”

The king’s words caught their breath.