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.

“One more drink, please.”

“All men need to be able to discuss leadership.”

Jorreu-

The young man poured a drink and soon bumped the glass.

“For the meeting between Heron and the saint.”

gulp- gulp-

artistic smoothness.

There is no superfluity like handing over water rather than drinking alcohol.

Ray, who knows how to enjoy alcohol, fell in love with the alcohol the young man gave him.

On top of that, I quite like a young man who knows how to be polite but doesn’t reveal his true feelings more than necessary.

‘Heron Kingdom is not a fool’s den. There must have been a reason for bringing the son of a nobleman.’

Ray asked implicitly.

“The burden that others put on my shoulders at a young age seems heavy. Don’t you want to lighten it up a bit?”

The young man, who had been pouring a drink with a smile on his face, shook his head resolutely.

“If you dare to endure a heavy burden, but think that you are receiving the will, the weight of the burden is not pain, but an honor. If I can’t even handle my own burdens, I won’t be able to raise my head proudly anywhere.”

The answer is also excellent.

‘This is a real thing.’

Heron Kingdom is not a very famous kingdom, but it might be strong in the near future.

The young man lowered his head slightly and spoke boldly.

“The first cup of wine offered was respect for the saint. The second cup is to celebrate the meeting between Heron and the saint, and the third cup is to risk rudeness and dare to ask the saint. If you do not like it, please throw it away.”

While talking, carefully fill up the drink.

At that courageous action, Ray looked at the young man with interest.

Eventually, the third glass was filled.

Ray grinned and drank at once.

gulp-!

“There’s nothing I can’t do for a good drink partner I haven’t seen in a long time.”

The relaxed young man smiled at him.

“Give Heron an equal chance.”

I don’t want more or less.

Those who walk the upper path will last ten years, and those who walk the middle path will last a hundred years.

Ray, who was the first to head to the Kleiman Kingdom, was slightly inclined.

Anyway, Kleiman and Baybone are adjacent.

As it is a powerful country, it wouldn’t be bad to let the two of them raise the stakes and listen to the kingdom of Heron first.

Having made up her mind, Ray filled the young man’s glass with alcohol this time.

“Let’s leave for Heron tomorrow morning.”

The two clinked their glasses again.

“The introduction is late. I am Gide of the Heron Kingdom.”

* * *

Maybe thanks to good drinks and good opponents.

The conversation between the two did not end until the banquet was over.

Thanks to that, the nobles who were watching the liver couldn’t even get into their conversation.

As the day dawned, Ray packed his things lightly and left the private room.

Gide, who had been waiting for him in advance, nodded.

“I was waiting.”

“Yeah, it’s a drink that dragons used to drink, so it’s good. I don’t get drunk, so my body feels light.”

When he was with the dwarves, he did not get drunk even after pouring an oak barrel’s worth of alcohol.

“ha ha ha. I’m glad you liked it. I want to leave right away, is that okay?”

“are you okay. Rather, I have a request for you.”

“Please feel free to speak.”

“Please do not reveal my identity to the people of Heron.”

Celia and Seongguk didn’t want to, but her face was widely known.

But kingdoms like Heron are different.

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?”