To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 145

Episode 145 Black Death Outbreak (2)

Proxia’s army collapsed in an instant.

When the Black Death spread in earnest, even those with strong troops collapsed without being able to establish a suitable alternative.

It was a long way off for them, who lacked medical knowledge, to come up with a perfect countermeasure.

They were people who believed in superstition more than rational cures.

At least, black magicians who studied something similar to medicine responded.

It is to cut out the blackened part and treat it with magic or divine magic.

Most of Proxia’s soldiers, who didn’t want to die like this, followed the opinions of the black magicians.

When the skin tissue causing necrosis was cut out and treated, the area remained intact to some extent over time.

The soldiers were able to reassure them for a while.

However, it really took a while.

Proxia began to despair at the appearance of the Black Death, which was necrotic again.

A contagious disease that could not be cured even by the magic they believed in was truly fear itself.

When the number of deaths exceeded 1,000, Proxia’s leaders closed the city gates and prevented the influx of infected people.

It means that they want to live together.

The soldiers abandoned in an instant had no choice but to die that way.

There were some who ran away to try to survive somehow, but their strength was exhausted before they even went outside.

That’s because he couldn’t move actively with his body suffering from high fever and exhaustion.

A plague circulated among the neglected corpses.

As a result, the plague became more active.

Proxia’s army, which had more than 10,000 men in the mountains, became less than half after a week.

When it reached that point, the magic towers did not give up.

The top leaders held meetings every day.

But there was no sharp way.

Ray only watched the scene of Proxia collapsing from afar.

The situation right now is very nonsensical.

As in medieval Europe, all kinds of treatments were coming out.

People who have not been infected with the Black Death collect feces and urine and apply it to their face and body to cure disease, and even treat it as holy water.

As a result, there have been cases where even healthy people have been poisoned with feces and died.

He had no intention of stopping right here.

Of course, some of them might be held hostage, and some might have to fight unjustly.

However, such people have also killed innocent people.

Kill them or many others must die.

In that case, Ray wanted to choose a path that could save more people.

Naturally, that path was the destruction of Proxia.

“It pulls out the very roots.”

Now the plague has progressed to some extent.

Now it was his turn to move on his own.

I broke down the tent I had been attached to for quite a long time and took the antibiotics I had made.

Ray, who had erased the traces of his past with just a few shakes of the ground, stood up from his seat.

It didn’t matter if he waited patiently for Proxia to collapse, but it was right to take out what he could.

For example, magic books or magic books.

Oh, if it’s helpful for medicine, black magic would be fine too.

Despite being a saint, he did not mind dabbling in black magic.

Ah, what kind of magic are there?

Fly or fly.

It would be really nice to have a teleport or a teleport gate.

Those three magics are almost practical magic, so few people know how to use them.

If so, is it about the same species?

He was immersed in happy imagination and suddenly looked at one side of the bush with a nervous expression.

A considerable amount of mana was running towards him in a straight line.

Then, not long after, Chersi popped out of there.

As soon as Ray recognized her, he quickly prepared to run away.

Watching him shake his butt with the thought of jumping at any moment, Cherthy hurriedly waved his hand.

“hang on!”

“Will you kill me if I wait?”

“no! I have no intention of attacking you!”

“Are you good at casting magic on that subject?”

“please! Listen to me!”

Despite being a high elf, she bows her head to humans.

It’s not uncommon for an elf to bow down to a human, let alone a high elf, a legendary elf, being so lowly to a mere human?

Ray frowned at the action that felt desperate.

“Don’t you think something is strange? As soon as I saw it, the one who attacked me without listening to the story properly, would you like to hear my story?”

Ray suffered quite a bit for a long time.

Far from being accepted into the elven village, he was treated as a traitor without being able to talk properly and spent over a month sleeping on the street.

Observing Proxia and the villages where the elves and dwarves lived had to be figured out on their own.

So, now I’m used to being alone.

Unlike the first time, he had no intention of receiving help from elves in destroying Proxia, and he had no intention of getting his hands on the conflict between elves and dwarves.

But now, would you like to hear a story? There is a degree to being shameless.

Chersi hesitated for a moment with her head lowered before speaking out.

“…The earrings you gave me are well returned. As I said, these earrings are a keepsake of my mother. My mother died in the bosom of nature because of the human nation called the Lessian Empire… So I got angry at you for treating the empire as an ally. It made me think that the empire that killed her mother took Cecily’s tears as spoils.”

Despite her words, Ray’s expression did not change.

Perhaps that statement is only half right.

I’m not sure how the high elf named Cecily died, but it seems right that she took it as a spoil of something in the Empire.

One was that and this was this.

Ray sighed and spoke quietly in a weak voice.

“Since there was a reason for that, are you saying that you should understand with a broad mind?”

It was an attack that could have killed him if it wasn’t for him.

The magic that the High Elves used was so powerful.

Even if you cast the same fireball, the density or expression method is different.

Cherish hesitated, wondering if there was anything he could justify.

Ray drove a wedge in there.

“At first, I needed your help, but when I did it alone, it became like this again. I already did my job. That’s why the elves take care of the elves’ work too.”

I said and took my backpack.

He had no desire to help those who came only when they were in need and asked for help.

Chersi, too, couldn’t say anything else and just stood there blankly.

As she turned her back and moved forward, Cherthy’s gaze stayed on Ray’s back for a while.

* * *

He gathered mana and cast magic.

“Clean.”

There is no need to hide any more mana in a board that has already been completed.

It’s been a long time since I’ve used magic, but I couldn’t feel that refreshing when I cast clean magic on a body that hadn’t even been washed properly.

Entering the city center of Proxia, Ray looked around the empty streets.

The sound of vomiting and coughing could be heard continuously from inside the building.

The soldiers were like that, so it was obvious without looking at what the others were like.

Probably, several priests in the castle are constantly casting divine magic to save only the commanding ranks.

It’s dying out there.

Proxia is now on the brink of destruction.

You don’t have to touch it anymore, it will go away on its own.

The filth overflowing on the streets and the number of rats that could be trampled on made the scenery of the city even more desolate.

It’s like a ghost town.

Ray walked along the road and stood in front of the castle gate.

Still, there was not a single guard guarding the gate of Proxia, an organization that could threaten the Lessian Empire.

It’s probably because Proxia is afraid of the Black Death and locks the gates tightly.

Ray slightly stretched out his hand and pointed at the castle gate.

“Wind cutter.”

The mana that went through the transformation ceremony responded, and the blade of the wind cut the strong gate like a piece of paper.

Quaaang-

The shattered gate made a loud roar as it fell to the ground.

I have no intention of running away from here anyway.

Because without soldiers, Proxia is just a ragtag mess.

Hearing the sound, a group of troops appeared.

However, their condition did not look good either.

Its complexion is red, and black spots are visible all over its body, just before it dies.

“What kind of guy are you!”

“Seo Seongmun…!”

The gate, which had been so thick and hard, was cut in two.

The guards trembled as they pointed their spears.

Ray ignored them and headed forward.

They will die anyway if left alone.

If it wasn’t for an attack, he wouldn’t have to do anything.

Hearing the roar, the number of people who came to visit began to increase one by one.

Among them, there was one who seemed to have reached the advanced Auror user level.

Even at a glance, I felt a strong momentum.

A knight with a huge body standing in black armor admired Ray.

The strong body reflected through the clothes that are made of rags is truly a spectacle.

“It’s a really great body. It specializes in learning swordsmanship.”

It seems that he has no intention of taking out his sword while talking.

An aura dwelled on his sword.

Looking at his fairly well-refined aura, it seems that he is on the verge of becoming a sword master.

Indeed, Ray, who had been using mana for the first time in a while, was in the best mood.

I feel like I can fly because my body is so light.

I wanted to release the control of the divine power as well, but it is regrettable that I cannot do that because the surroundings will be purified, so the plague will not be able to use its power.

An aura blade created with mana surged out of Ray’s hand.

The knight’s eyes widened at the sight.

“Oh, the blade!”

“If you don’t want to die, get out of the way!”

It didn’t matter whether Proxia perished or not, but only the remaining magic books of the Age of Sorcery had to be protected.

For the movement-type magic! Climbing that crazy mountain range again in the fucking cold was to be avoided at all costs!

Ray ran madly forward.

The knight, who suddenly came to his senses, gave orders to the soldiers.

“Catch that beggar right now!”

Few of them moved at his bewildered orders.

Like a mad dog, he spews aura blades and runs at breakneck speed. Who is there to catch that madman?

The soldiers had no choice but to watch Ray enter the castle in vain.