To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 105

Episode 105 Special Lecture (3)

They couldn’t answer Ray’s words.

My brain couldn’t accept the impossible phenomenon that was happening right in front of my eyes.

They were babbling like children who babble, but they couldn’t properly understand the current reality.

Calculate the coordinates where the magic happens? As the magic manifests, only trembling mana saves the exact place where it manifests?

They also grew up listening to the voices of geniuses and prodigies in the villages where they grew up.

Even those like them couldn’t even imitate the skills Ray had shown them now.

In other words, it is not a skill that humans can do.

The audience looked at him as if they were looking at a monster.

Even the necromancer, the worst enemy of magicians, would not be able to make them feel this much thrill.

To cancel the magic of all the wizards you face? If so, wouldn’t it mean that even a high-ranking mage would degenerate into an ordinary person who knows how to handle a little mana in front of him!

What if the weapon they have devoted their whole life to becomes a useless skill in front of someone?

There could be no better situation to feel helpless than that.

Ray said with a pleasant smile.

“The relationship between mana and mana is complementary. Since the substance that makes up the atmosphere is mana, all wizards have no choice but to use the same mana as long as they are in the same place. In other words, it doesn’t matter who cast the spell or what mana was used. Constantly think about how to use that mana more effectively than your opponent. For magicians, there is no other way but to study.”

As he spoke, he winked at Clarisse.

It wasn’t Clarisse who didn’t know that it meant casting Wind Cutter once more.

Even in the worst situation, it would be canceled anyway, so unlike the first time, I didn’t have any worries.

Clarisse took one look at Ray and began chanting quietly.

“… Become a sword that can cut through the wind and cut through your opponents…! Wind cutter!”

Rey suddenly memorized another magical starter word toward the blade that stretched out in an instant.

“Light.”

The basic magic of Circle 1.

It’s so much magic that it’s called life magic, so some old merchants sometimes learn it.

However, there was something strange about it.

The wind cutter, the magic that Clarisse manifested, had turned into ‘light’ magic.

The blade of the wind, which had been galloping as if to cut everything, had changed to a plain but beautiful light.

The lecture hall was brightly lit and light poured into Ray.

It seemed that there was a halo attached to Ray’s appearance, which was already full of piety.

The eyes of the schoolgirls looking at him were dimly locked.

In contrast, the professors and most of the students could not shut their mouths in surprise.

Canceling an opponent’s magic is amazing, but converting it into another magic is even more amazing.

What if the magic that Ray transformed was not Light, but a wind cutter identical to the magic Clarisse cast?

Perhaps the opponent’s head was already cut off when he wanted to be sorry.

All of them knew that it was not a textbook on magic combat, but part of a lecture, so they showed an easy light as an example.

At this point, Clarisse began to wonder if he was really Lord.

‘…From the theory of magic to the actual combat technique… Far beyond common sense known so far. Could it be that Lords were really born in this era…’

Whether or not he knew what he was thinking, Ray just kept on talking.

“Sometimes a crazy idea will help. Magic is the power to defy common sense. If you stop and think about stereotypical thoughts, there is no choice but to end there. It means that it is meaningless to think that anyone can know and think the same as others.”

The attendants who listened to him reacted to Ray’s words while bowing their heads heavily.

Certainly, magic is only created by humans imitating the technology of the gods in order to break common sense.

Even if it is a technology that is only imitated, haven’t humans continued to study the science of magic?

Those who listened to Ray realized something.

They have been doing too much textbook work.

I didn’t try to make experiments, bumps, and nonsensical ideas somehow come true.

With him, Ray’s words stuck in his ears again.

“Aren’t wizards originally the ones who seek the truth? Giving up the purpose just because the means have been lost is only an evaluation of one’s ability to that extent.”

“….”

“….”

There was something stinging about every word he uttered, so I couldn’t answer anything.

Little by little, it felt like my childhood aspirations for magic were reviving.

After taking a look at the reaction around him, Ray smiled awkwardly and said.

“I feel a bit out of touch with the content of the lecture. Today’s lecture ends here. If I can give you a task, anyone is welcome, so form a pair and make the ‘cancel’ I just demonstrated successful.”

“…yes!?”

At Ray’s words, not only the students but also the professors shouted in surprise.

What is this again!

Pair up and make the cancellation technique a success!

No matter how much coordinates are set in advance, it is not difficult to match the timing.

Would you say that technology is nothing more than idealism? In other words, it is not a technology that humans can do from the beginning!

It was as if the swordsmanship academy professor asked him to practice swordsmanship as an assignment and no one could stop it.

As they were about to protest against the ridiculous assignment, what Ray had just said came to mind.

‘Giving up even the purpose just because the means have been lost is only an assessment of one’s ability to that extent.’

That one word stimulated the planting of wizards with a strong desire to compete.

It is not an exaggeration to say that all of the people at the Magic Academy are geniuses who are talented in magic in the first place.

The academy is a place where only the chosen talents in the kingdom can set foot.

They gulped down the words that filled their throats and blazed their eyes full of rage.

That monster-like professor in front of me will make me see myself again.

However, contrary to their thoughts, Ray did not expect anything.

If you succeed, you succeed, if you fail, you fail.

That’s because the technique of canceling magic didn’t matter much to him.

Rather, what time did Iriel wake up today? The meaningless questioning answer would have been more important.

The reason Ray gave them the assignment was because he didn’t want to disturb him anymore.

I don’t have time to think about the future of the medical academy, but isn’t it a nuisance to come to my house and stand there?

Since I am in the teaching position, I have to teach properly, but I did not want to spend a lot of time on it.

Ray’s second lecture ended like that.

It’s just that it’s motivated a lot of people.

* * *

Preparations for the Medical Academy were proceeding steadily.

It was because I did not neglect my preparation during the lecture.

Now, although permission has been officially obtained, classes are not being held due to a lack of students.

Ray had to find a way to somehow overcome this problem.

He thought as he walked through the academy’s garden.

‘I’m a student… how can I increase the number…’

Even if you try to get a job, the people here are the children of commoners or nobles with a lot of money.

In modern times, it was difficult to lure people into employment in a different world.

Does that mean that medicine isn’t a popular discipline, but is it a black magician who needs to be good at it?

Ray sighed and leaned against a nearby bench.

The beautiful garden in the center boasted the size of a park.

Moreover, since it can be used jointly by the three academies, and prospective students visit from time to time, it can be said that it is a good environment to embrace students.

However, there was no need for idiots. I had to find people who were sincerely prepared to learn medicine.

This is because medicine was not a discipline that could be learned by simply learning it for a while.

The academy started promoting the medical academy by mobilizing professors, but three days later, there is still no news.

Rather, they seem to be more interested in what topics will be covered in the next lecture.

Speaking of medicine, it must be because they are not familiar with it.

Rather, wielding fancy magic would be popular with students.

Thinking so, as Ray leaned deeply against the bench, a female student spotted him and approached him.

He holds out his hand with a kind smile.

“What are you doing?”

Ray raised his head and looked at her.

Even at a glance, you can tell that a person is good with his way of speaking and gestures. Her expression seemed to reveal her desire to help people in need.

Straight hair that sticks out in gorgeous blond hair. And even the familiar scent that seems to have been smelled somewhere…

Ah. If there was a saint, would it be like this?

Ah, Iriel was a saint.

Ray smiled involuntarily and waved his hand.

“It’s nothing.”

Then she shook her head.

“If worry is in the heart, it shows in the expression.”

In Ray’s case, even if it wasn’t revealed through his facial expression, it was revealed through his actions.

Since you are already leaning halfway over the bench and lowering your head, whoever sees you is saying, ‘I’m a man with a story.’

It didn’t mean that she was special and didn’t notice.

Ray straightened himself off the bench and waved his hand again.

“Because it really is nothing.”

It wouldn’t help if I told you!

Aware of his inner thoughts, she did not question him any further.

She looked at Ray and smiled.

“All right. Excuse me. Oh yeah… If you keep sitting on the bench like that, you’ll strain your backbone. Please be careful.”

As she turned around with a warm smile and tried to leave, Ray blindly grabbed her hand.

“oh.”

She was startled when he suddenly held her hand.

It wasn’t just her who was surprised. Even Reig was surprised by his actions.

But what surprised me more than that was that she smelled like she had learned some medicine.

Watch out for your back ‘bone’? He has lived in this world for almost 16 years, but he doesn’t use those words.

If you hurt your back, you are told to watch out for it, but you do not add details such as muscles or bones.

In addition, the familiar scent, as if he had smelled it somewhere, was similar to a scent that Ray was also familiar with.

‘This smell is definitely ethanol!’

I don’t know how it smells like ethanol in another world.

However, there was no doubt that the scent of disinfectant wafted from her side.

I can assure you that the woman in front of me was involved in medicine.