To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 151
Episode 151 Give the Pope’s Order a Dog (3)
The frowning judges raised their inner divine power and started responding, but it was meaningless.
Even if the density is different, it is too different1.
It was not a level of divine power that they could block.
I don’t know if it’s a little bit, but when the divine power continued to press, it felt like my body was about to explode.
Theos raised his hand and covered his face.
“Stop it! Just because the Holy Son said this does not change the order given!”
“So you’re saying I’m going to give you a new order?”
“This is an order from the Holy Father, and not from anyone else! Are you saying that you are going to confront His Holiness!”
“It is confrontational and Nabal, and I only do things for the people. It’s because the position of saints that God has put forward with you guys is there for that.”
he was firm He had no intention of stepping back.
In the first place, the Pope or the Inquisition are out of his consideration.
It didn’t matter which one broke or not.
So far, Ray has also fought against Proxia and the necromancer Bone Dragon.
Nothing would change if he went to war with the Holy Kingdom one more time.
The complexion of the Heretic Judges in the interrogation turned blue at the heroic spirit that was evident right in front of them.
Ray put an end there.
“If heretics are judged in such a trashy place, I think there is no need for an inquisition in the Holy Land.”
As he spoke, he released not only divine power but also mana.
The building shook like crazy under the pressure, and books and papers in the room flew around.
Ray didn’t stop there.
“Wind cutter.”
Mana reacted to it and manifested magic.
Blades of compressed wind slashed through the walls of the building.
With a sharp cracking sound, here and there the building was torn like a piece of paper.
I was in awe when I saw the building of the Inquisition, whose roof had been blown off, giving me a better view of the night sky.
Feeling threatened for their lives, they shouted simultaneously.
“I see! I will call the Inquisitors to Selonia!”
“Fix it, saint!”
The people’s lives were used as if they were insignificant, but when their lives were in danger, they violated the Pope’s order.
Was the faith they claimed just about this?
no. The faith they were talking about was just a good excuse.
Faith is justification and strength. There was nothing better for them to cover something up without much brains.
Seongguk is returning to such a system.
Moreover, as soon as someone had doubts about the system, they immediately regarded it as heresy and did not hesitate to kill it, so in a way, there was no savage tribe.
Even the author of God didn’t want to see things like this, so he probably chose a saint and a saintess.
Because human beings are selfish animals and each other only for their own sake, we can never create a happy world without someone’s sacrifice.
There God must have thought.
‘Who should be the person to be sacrificed?’ do.
These are the saints and saints who came into existence that way. In everything, you should not want sacrifice and even a trivial price, and for that, God gives you the power of divine power.
It may look like an honored and empowered position to ordinary people, but that’s all cosmetic.
In reality, they are the beings who are forced to sacrifice by gods and humans and have to go into the fire carrying straw on their back even though they know that there is a hot fire.
A saint who spends all of his life under the control of God and the holy kingdom cannot be an honored position.
All of these are sham words invented by gods and humans.
In that respect, both gods and humans were selfish.
God chooses two people to be sacrificed to create the world he wants, and humans still exploit others and want to be in a better environment than them.
The way they tried to achieve what they wanted at the cost of sacrificing others was very similar to each other.
Ray recovered all of his mana and divine power with cold eyes.
Like a calm lake, when the divine power was suppressed, the momentum suddenly disappeared as if a disturbance had occurred.
His tone was markedly different from before.
“The deadline is one week. Call all of them to Selonia and gather them all.”
With the horse, Ray turned his back.
I hate to be here any longer.
Rather, I feel much cleaner in modern life where I lived only practicing medicine.
His steps headed towards the Pope’s throne room.
* * *
To get to the Pope’s throne room, you have to go through one more gate through the road outside the castle.
Indeed, the Pope’s castle, guarded by iron-clad guards, was reminiscent of a fortress.
Ray, who was walking down the street, turned his gaze toward the sound of someone calling him.
“Lord!”
It was Zeke.
He came running with an expression like a puppy welcoming his owner and said with a welcome face.
“You are back.”
“It just came. But why are you here?”
“Because of this.”
In response to Ray’s question, Zeke handed over a piece of parchment in his hand.
Ray, who had been staring at the parchment he received, looked at Zeke again.
“Young Ji-min’s move-in permit?”
“yes. This time, I would like to receive more Young Ji-min. Even if it is a permit, it is not necessary to obtain a permit.”
It’s just like a report, so to speak.
It seems that he visited the castle because of a matter related to the territory.
Zeke, who had good eyesight, asked Ray if he felt something.
“I’m sorry, lord. Do you have any luck? Your complexion is not very good.”
“I have a lot of work… I feel like I’m dying because of the interrogation right now.”
As he said while kneading his arm, which had not hurt even in the battle with the Bone Dragon, Zeke nodded.
Then, without hesitation, he drew his sword and spoke.
“It is clear that the inquisition is crazy. I will kill you half and come back.”
It was an interrogation where the roof of the building was cut off by his own hands and his soul was half gone.
If Zeke joined in, the Inquisition could have disappeared from the Holy Land.
Ray smiled and shook his head.
“Rather than that, how did the assignment I gave you go?”
It means to show off the unstoppable sword.
Zeke looked at him with a confident expression.
“It is done.”
Even if he answers, to be honest, I don’t believe it very well.
It is said that Zeke has a talent that cannot be explained by the modifier of genius, but this was a different matter.
Half of it was sincere, but the other half was a joke.
But are you really doing it? Hello, are you human?
Ray, who memorizes swordsmanship like a game character’s skill just by seeing it once, was surprised to see Zeke.
“…really?”
When he said it with a slight hint of doubt, Zeke silently lowered his head.
“If it’s the master’s sword that you personally showed before, you can block it enough. If you give me permission, I would like to show it to you right now at the gymnasium.”
“Not now. I have to go see the Pope.”
“You mean His Holiness the Pope?”
Ray shook his head at Zeke, who asked with a question.
“Whoa… long, so to speak. I heard the news as soon as I came back from the Grencia Mountains.”
Zeke, who was always training in the gymnasium, seemed unaware, but this was a pretty serious matter.
As much as Iriel was struggling with it.
The Pope’s order, which clearly crossed the line, was enough to buy criticism from many, and in some cases, it was a problem that could cut off diplomacy with other countries.
If that happens, no matter how holy the kingdom is, it will suffer a considerable blow.
A pope who easily and arbitrarily gave orders that could shake the country deserved a shout.
Zeke didn’t ask more there.
“All right. Then I will go away.”
He leaves his seat with a simple greeting.
I feel like I just want to put Zeke in the Pope’s seat.
It was impossible to change the position of leading a single nation at will, so he had no choice but to lick his appetite.
* * *
In the office, two women were sitting and chatting.
Iriel, who was savoring the fragrant tea, spoke.
“So they said that the remaining forces of Proxia don’t have to worry too much.”
“…Where is the Holy Son now?”
“The saint is now in Selonia. Judging by the atmosphere, I think I will have a discussion with the Holy Father.”
“Is that so.”
Eucliwood is still sipping tea with an expressionless face.
Iriel, who had a bad feeling at that appearance, said with a slight tear in her eyes.
“…I’m sorry to say, but… can’t we go find it?”
At her words, Eucliwood’s fine eyebrows twitched while drinking tea.
I think I was thinking of going right away after drinking this tea.
Eucliwood, who was full of dark feelings, answered confidently.
“I don’t act like Zeke.”
He speaks well of subjects that were filled with thoughts of going directly until just now.
“…”
Iriel looked at Eucliwood expressionlessly.
Judging by the way the tea she just drank leaks out of her well-organized mouth, it seems that her heart is already in the flower field.
She shook her head.
“Did you know that you are obliged to report all your actions to me, your superior, in a state of war like this?”
“I keep that in mind.”
“Isn’t that telling you to report and go? They won’t give you permission.”
“I will try to solve it.”
It shows no signs of backing down.
I admired her tremendous power of action, almost recklessly pushing forward.
However, the probability of what Iriel was worried about would be extremely low.
Even so, Ray’s orders still remained.
He left Gehel to himself and went, but if the castle of Gehel fell again while she was away, then he would have no face to see the person he served.
Eucliwood didn’t have the slightest desire to cause such an absurd thing to happen.
I just said this on purpose because the saintess’ reaction was much more fun than I thought.
It was cute to see the rumored saintess with a reputation for being cold and aloof, terrified at a word like this.
Did you say you have a taste for teasing? She was startled by every action or word, and looked at her with clear eyes, which was distinctly different from the rumored saintess.
Of course, the saintess herself had to be teased like that without even realizing it.
For she dared not make fun of an adult.
She was still having fun teasing the saintess with an expressionless face.