To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 139

Episode 139 Let’s leave it behind (3)

For over a week, Ray stayed in the training ground and watched Zeke make an aura.

Seeing him create an Aura even though he was immature, I felt proud again.

‘I’ll just have to suffer for a few days.’

Zeke’s achievement was visibly rapid.

It’s not because they don’t know the way in the first place, but once you teach them the way, it’s frighteningly fast.

Even at this level, most sword masters would not be able to compete with Zeke.

His unbreakable aura and high level of staying power have already surpassed other masters.

What remains is purely his swordsmanship skills to wield him.

Of course, he had to polish his swordsmanship on his own.

A satisfied smile formed on Ray’s lips, thinking that he would take care of the troublesome tasks when he grew up.

* * *

Ray, who had been preparing to leave the Holy Land for a few days and head for the Grencia Mountains, was greeted by Zeke when he arrived.

Now, Zeke was the one who had to protect the Holy Kingdom on his behalf.

Now that he’s grown up strong, it’s time to pay for his meal (?).

Zeke got down on his knees.

“sorry. I ended up passing a week because I lacked the ability I had.”

Ray waved his hand at him and said.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. How about aura than that? Are you able to keep the sword in half now?”

“yes. As the lord said, it was easier than expected because we were careful to maintain only the shape.”

Even though he did it himself, he looked bewildered.

To be honest, I thought it was impossible, but as I kept following his words, it felt like it could be done.

It’s been a little over two weeks since I forgot time and made auras like that.

Of course, even this much was a very rapid progress.

Ray nodded with a satisfied expression.

There is only one thing he can teach you now.

“Follow me.”

Accompanied by Zeke, Ray, who was heading to the gymnasium, pulled out a wooden sword as usual.

One difference is that the blade of the wooden sword was completely destroyed.

Ley said while holding the sword with only the handle remaining.

“Use the things I taught you to block them with all your might.”

“All right.”

A blade came out of the sword that only had the handle left in Ray’s grip.

When the aura was created in the shape of a sword, Zeke exclaimed.

Anyone who has practiced it even a little will know how much mana control has to be done for that one scene.

After pooling the mana and perfectly matching it, the aura is released.

Moreover, since that sword only had a handle, it was not easy to maintain its shape.

If it lacks control, it will quickly lose its shape and shatter its aura with one swing.

However, Ray’s aura did not waver even for an instant.

As if it was a sword from the beginning, not even the slightest vibration was visible.

Zeke swallowed his saliva and injected an aura into the broken sword.

Shortly thereafter, an aura blade with a fairly proper shape was created.

It must have been obtained through a lot of hard work.

“Come anytime.”

Zeke, who tensed all his muscles, focused on Ray’s every movement.

Hana Rei only trudged forward holding the sword.

As he watched his sword, Ray slowly raised his sword and showed it.

‘My lord, you look down on me too much.’

There are not many attacks that can be done in this stance.

A rudimentary movement with a thread running down from the top to the bottom.

The momentum contained in the sword was terrifying, but it was not something that could not be stopped with the same Aura Blade.

Zeke also seemed to honestly block the downward sword attack.

Unlike Zeke, who raised his sword diagonally to protect his head, Ray’s sword strike stretched out in a straight line.

The moment when aura and aura collide.

‘It was blocked.’

Zeke was sure.

But the noise that should have been made was not heard.

It was because Ray’s aura disappeared in the minute time difference right before the aura and the aura touched each other.

Then, when the handle he held continued to move and finally passed Zeke’s aura.

A blade came out from Ray’s sword.

Zeke’s eyes began to open wide.

As his aura blade, which seemed small, approached in front of him, it looked like a huge mountain.

A tremendous flow of mana felt right in front of the forehead.

The natural cutting power of the Aura Blade paralyzed Zeke’s five senses.

It felt like death was imminent.

I was pretty sure it was blocked.

His own sword completely blocked his sword path, and originally it should have made a roaring sound from aura colliding with another aura.

Ray gathered his mana and casually threw the sword with only the handle on the floor.

“This is the last thing you need to learn. How do you feel?”

Zeke, who had been stiff in his standing position, finally came to his senses.

“I couldn’t… I couldn’t stop…”

“Because it’s an unstoppable sword.”

“…Is there really no way to stop this…?”

“Well…”

Ray, who thought for a moment and blurted out his words, said as if he remembered something interesting.

“Then find a way to block this sword until I come.”

“yes? But I… I don’t know if I can play this out yet.”

“you can do it. That’s what I’ve been teaching you all this time.”

When he confirmed with a serious face, Zeke had no choice but to agree.

It’s something that the person who serves you said you could do.

Then, isn’t it the duty of the subordinate to make the impossible possible?

He lightly bowed his head.

“I will try something.”

“okay. Seongguk begs you while I am gone.”

“I will protect it with my life.”

Now I can let go of my mind to some extent.

All that can be taught has been taught.

All that remains is how quickly you can cast your aura and how predictable your opponent’s actions will be.

If Zeke gets a little more familiar with Aura, he will surely be able to use the sword he just showed.

He must have heard the answer from Zeke.

It seems peaceful now, but the war is not over yet.

During the last Necromancer Incident, the Seongguk, which hunted out the rebels and executed them, is running pretty fast.

In addition, it was devastated as much as it was devastated by the continued war that followed, and as the pressure from Proxia continued, there were many financial problems.

Neighboring countries are silent in response to a meeting among themselves in a situation where even if they join forces to fight Proxia, it will not be enough.

Now that many bad situations overlapped, there was no answer other than to move.

Ray looked up at the sky and frowned.

“Did you bring me here for this? Do something. Your country is falling apart.”

I expected it, but there was no answer.

It was the moment when I wondered if God here might be deaf.

* * *

The preparation was long and the departure time was short.

The Holy Land’s pope and nobles were frantic about catching heretics in the Holy Land, so it wasn’t too difficult to escape.

I just received God’s answer and said that I would go to the mountains for a while to pray, and I was readily permitted.

If I could at least sell a god who doesn’t do anything anyway, I could be satisfied enough.

According to what is known to the Seongguk, there were no escorts following him because it was a mountain hike for prayer.

If you ride the mountain range located at the top of Selonia, cross a village and start hiking again, you will arrive at the Grerencia Mountain Range in no time.

It was a fairly simple route, but the distance was far and it was cold, so it seemed like God’s will to roll it like a dog.

Packing a sturdy backpack and stuffing various necessities into it, Ray set out for a hike.

Wearing a thick fur coat and robe and pressing the hood down deeply, I was able to cover my entire face.

The temperature dropped in an instant as we crossed over the cliffs of Selonia and rode the huge mountain range behind us.

The height will increase, but the temperature is so fierce that it seems there must be another reason.

Even with mana wrapped around her body, it was still cold.

“Ugh… what an amazing weather. Are you saying that you insulted me just now?”

I looked up at the sky and said a word, but still no answer.

At this point, I wonder if this is the right saint.

Ray, who was trembling as if he had been hit by a wide range of ice magic, cut a suitable tree into pieces and set it on fire.

“Fire.” When I see a fire that burns in an instant

,

I think that magic is good as expected.

During the baptismal ceremony, he had to light the fire himself because he couldn’t use mana, but now he didn’t have to go through that kind of pain, so it was really comfortable.

I want to turn the whole mountain range into a sea of fire, but if I do that, it will spread into a big forest fire.

The weather was as dry as it was cold, so the fire would catch well.

Perhaps, if he recklessly started fire here and there, the flames might reach Proxia before he did.

He put the pot he had brought over the bonfire and poured water on it.

“Water.”

Seeing the firewood burning with a crackling sound warmed my body and mind.

He skillfully shredded the beef jerky and vegetables he had brought and stirred the pot.

At this temperature, you wouldn’t have to worry about monsters.

What crazy monster would come to this filthy cold place to enjoy some kind of fortune?

It was a place he would not have come to if he hadn’t had something to do.

The porridge, which was beginning to give off a savory scent, was poured into a bowl and ate several times.

As soon as something warm came inside, the cold seemed to go away.

This was the first time Ray had set foot in a cold region in another world.

It was to the point where I wondered if the ice age had come because of the coldness that was different from that of modern times.

Even though it was cold, it was too cold!

It was a truly uninhabitable environment.

I’m sure I put a heat magic on my clothes before entering this mountain range, but I feel like I want to applaud the cold that penetrates even the magic.

It seemed that I should probably sleep here today.

With unstoppable hands, they gathered snow to make a windbreak and pitched a tent inside.

With strengthening magic and heat magic embedded in the windshield and tent, even if an ogre came and accidentally stepped on it, it was enough to withstand it.

When I went inside and lay down, it was much more cozy and warm than I thought.

When I left the house, they said that I was a high school student, and as soon as I left the mansion, I was going through a lot of trouble.

All pain and resentment for this suffering was amicably shared between God and Proxia.

Ray went to sleep, thinking that one day he would release all this accumulated resentment.

It was better to go to bed early because tomorrow we had to start at sunrise.