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

Chapter 691

Episode 691 Drug dealer (5)

Earl Besson had a bad opinion of Ray before.

A distinguished guest to the kingdom.

An envoy from a foreign country would be politely received, but he never came as an envoy.

‘weird.’

The more I thought about it, the more questions I had.

Why did the saint, the head of a religious group, come at the same timing?

At first, I had my doubts, but the thought turned into doubt and gradually changed to certainty.

Not only did he infiltrate the Demonic Church and bring out Prince Semir, he even had a conflict with the Bishop of the Demonic Church.

In addition to that, the king, who was supposed to get rid of the saint right away, supported him and even punished Prince Semir, so it was only natural that the anti-royalty aristocrats, who were only looking for opportunities like jackals, would move.

Seeing the situation getting worse day by day, Count Besson came to his own conclusion.

‘It must be a trick to harm the Greyman Kingdom!’

Otherwise, these things could not continue to happen.

However, he couldn’t convince the king with just his heart, and he wasn’t sure what he was aiming for, so he voluntarily approached him under the pretext of investigating the contagious disease.

and the result.

came to the present conclusion.

Earl Besson was mesmerized by Ray’s back, which was tinged with sacredness.

As if a goddess were holding him in her arms.

The dazzling sunlight pouring down from the sky pointed at him.

The plague that had plagued the capital for years was being cured under his care.

“I see… Those who have been chosen by the goddess are different. That amount is more than enough to cure everyone.”

Earl Besson’s head turned at Kleiman’s murmur.

A wagon full of cures.

I heard at first glance that he made it while staying up all night.

‘Come to think of it, the under eyes were dark.’

Even when I got off the carriage, my hands were shaking.

Come to think of it, I had never seen him sleep for the past three days.

thinking

thinking about

I’ve only seen him engrossed in the carriage all the time.

He shook his head even when Philia, who was worse than him, suggested taking a break.

At that time, I just naturally listened to it and passed it on, but thinking about it again, it was a situation that gave me goosebumps.

‘So… from the moment I made the cure until now, I haven’t slept even once?’

Even a sword master who is said to have reached the limits of humanity collapses after days spent engrossed in something.

Of course.

Even if you don’t rest, your body will be fine, but there’s no way your mind will be fine.

just as expected.

His hands trembled as he handed out the cure to people.

It looks fine on the outside, but in fact, it will be gritting its teeth to wake up.

Count Besson’s face became serious after he finally grasped the situation.

He hurriedly approached.

“Holy Son, we will take care of the rest, so take a break in the carriage.”

Then he looked at himself, smiled once, and shook his head.

Count Besson suddenly felt that the figure was familiar.

‘Again.’

Even when Kleiman hinted at taking a break.

Even when Philia brought a blanket and said as if asking for it.

He used to smile and shake his head as he does now.

There was a reason why I thought it was somehow familiar.

The first day I became homeless.

After sitting in the driver’s seat all day, he came up to himself, who was tending to his swollen legs, and readily handed him the medicine.

Even though he must have been well aware of the fact that he was being monitored, he handed out the medicine regardless.

‘Okay. What shame do I have…’

If I interfered with work, I would have interfered, but I had never helped, so I was embarrassed to accept the medicine.

Then he smiles and says.

‘No one deserves to be sick.’

An innocent smile like a pumpkin flower.

His words that popped into my head came back to my heart again.

Until now, I had only thought of him as a traitor trying to harm the kingdom.

However, there was a heart that wanted to save people even sacrificing himself.

At least Count Besson thought so.

He thought the time had come to give back the smile he had received on his homeless days.

“I will help.”

The Count rolled up his arms, clung to the wagon, and began carrying the cure.

Philia, who was watching from a little distance, said in surprise.

“That Count Besson is moving on his own.”

“Ever since he inherited the title, he’s the kind of person who wouldn’t even pay attention to anything other than His Majesty’s orders.”

Kleiman came over and took the word.

Countess Besson.

It is a traditional family that has shared the history of the kingdom, and at the same time, it is one of the few counts in the kingdom of Gleiman.

title and history.

Being a family with both, it was only natural that they were proud of themselves.

The person who is the head of such a place is now claiming to be a mere worker.

Philia looked at Ray with strange eyes.

“You have the ability to attract people, my saint. I will be reassured if you keep me as an ally.”

“Are you staring at me?”

“There is nothing that cannot be done. Since I’m in my prime too, wouldn’t there be a beauty world?”

“Stop it. The age difference between the two would be another ten years.”

Kleiman seriously dissuaded him.

Philia, who had been hit with a mace for saying it as a joke, slightly frowned.

“…why? I don’t think I’m inferior to other women no matter what I say.”

“Just quit.”

“…”

A cold air flowed between the two.

* * *

Rumors that the cure was released in the alley of the royal road spread quickly.

Those suffering from illness or feeling symptoms in the vicinity gathered in the royal capital.

“Give me some medicine too!”

“I’ll give you money!”

Let’s start to form a sea of people due to phosphoric acid, and now it is crowded without a gap to step on.

Now the bite comes slowly.

Ray sensed that the time had come.

My mind went back and forth because I hadn’t slept for a long time, but I tried to straighten my body and say.

“I don’t need money. We just hope.”

The attention of those around him was focused on his voice containing mana.

“The Goddess is watching. He grieves at the sight of his children going the wrong way. The only way to salvation is through the guidance of Goddess Gaia, and no one can be saved except through her.”

Ray cleared his throat and continued.

“Think about it. When was the epidemic that covered the capital?”

When the question was asked, the audience fell silent.

There was no answer, but everyone would know.

Around the time when the Demonic Cult began to increase its power in the capital.

A plague struck the kingdom of Greyman.

At the time, it was whispered that it might be a demon’s curse, but under the restraint of the royal family, it was quickly put to rest.

Ray dug into that blind spot.

The public’s perception that it may be a demon’s curse.

He turned it into a warning from Goddess Gaia and used it.

‘Those who feel a crisis tend to find a place to rely on.’

It is a common method of aggressive propagation in modern times.

However, this was the first time that the concept of multi-religion was born, so it would be a shock to them for the first time.

“Satellite Church wants to guide you to the right path. Under the protection of the goddess, we want to cure diseases and make everyone be saved by the goddess.”

‘Take it.’

In the meantime, the fear of the plague must have been sufficiently conveyed to them.

The thought that death is right in front of you.

The feeling of being helpless and unable to do anything because of the pain.

The more they feel it, the more they will reach out to the word ‘salvation’.

Of course, I had no intention of deceiving and neglecting them.

Growing believers is something that even the Holy Land would welcome, so I plan to request the establishment of a branch in the Holy Land when the opportunity arises.

Then, the priests will take care of minor injuries and diseases.

As I continued to think about the future, the people around me who were agitated asked me one by one.

“So… you mean all of this happened because you believed in a demon?”

“That’s right. That’s not the right way. Serving a demon, the main enemy of the goddess, is something that even the Goddess Gaia, who presides over abundance and mercy, would lament.”

In fact, Ray, who had no religious beliefs, spewed out lies without spitting on his lips.

People nodded their heads at those words, which seemed firm, and whispered among themselves.

“Somehow… it was strange that I had been ill since they came.”

“Goddess Gaia must have warned us.”

His expression was never bright.

It would be natural.

You will think that the place you have trusted and relied on is the wrong path.

Ray put an end to it.

“Western Church welcomes anyone to join. I will freely share the grace bestowed by the merciful Goddess.”

He spoke and distributed medicines to people.

In fact, if it is a cure for a disease, it is so expensive that one or two gold coins cannot be considered.

However, since they were spreading expensive treatments, claiming to be ‘Goddess’ grace’, I couldn’t help but believe in them.

Even those who doubted their words at first shed tears of joy when they confirmed that the black spots had disappeared after spraying the treatment.

“Goddess Gaia has bestowed grace!”

“Thank you priest!”

Ray, who suddenly became the priest of the satellite bridge, shouted with all his might.

“Now that we have shared the blessings of the Goddess, we are brothers! Welcome to the team, brothers!”

“Wow!”

“Wow!”

Cheers followed.

Without knowing how many siblings the last word he thoughtlessly uttered would create.

Ray just surrendered to the current atmosphere.

* * *

For a while, we shared the cure in a festive atmosphere.

People left, and Ray, who was loaded onto a wagon that was only a skeleton, made a sound of pain.

“Ah, did you overdo it?”

Even if I get hit with a knife with my bare body, my body creaks.

Count Besson, who volunteered to sit in the driver’s seat, sighed.

“You reap what you sow.”

It wasn’t enough to roll without resting, and even share a drink with the believers at the end, so how could fatigue not build up?

I laughed out loud at the sight of him banging his leg with his fist while singing ‘Oops, I’m dying’.

Philia, who was driving the carriage behind, asked.

“What are you going to do now? The name of the satellite bridge is borrowed, so the price will be high.”

“If I have to pay a fee for using a church that makes a living by selling my name, I will just break it all down.”

At that, instead of Philia, who had muttered, “That’s hot,” Kleiman said this time.

“There will be repercussions within the kingdom as well. Be prepared.”

“It is what I wished for.”

We should use this opportunity to destroy the Demonic Church.

They were the ones who used their magic to gnaw away people’s lives.

Even if he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t make ends meet unless he made it to the point where he couldn’t function within the kingdom.

For that reason, he was willing to do whatever it took to fight a few nobles.

‘I’m going to make a magic tool soon.’

Because to gain the upper hand, you need something to show.

While heading to the capital, Ray thought about the future.