To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 32

Episode 32 The Saint and the Saint (4)

“Huh?”

She asked as if she didn’t understand.

“It seems that the Holy Land came to visit me.”

“ah.”

Only then did he shake his head as if he understood the situation.

Aira looked at Ray.

“It looks like my child met them.”

“…Pia?”

“well. I’m not sure about that either.”

“You won’t attack me hastily, will you?”

“I’m not sure, but probably so.”

“Let’s go quickly!”

Ray jumped from the tree with the horse.

It was an act that he could do because he believed in Aira.

Of course, even if she didn’t help him like last time, he wouldn’t be seriously hurt thanks to the mana she ignorantly put on her legs.

Aira’s voice echoed from behind.

“Fly.”

Ray raised his thumb as he saw her jump down with her while saying the starter word.

“best!”

“Hmm…”

As a high elf, she was weak in praise.

* * *

Pia was facing a difficult situation.

It was because a large number of humans armed with armor had entered the forest.

Unlike them, he was alone.

The elves, who were all combatants and residents of the village, only picked one or two guardians, but there were no guards to speak of.

Because of that, the current situation happened.

I knew it would happen one day, but never thought it would be this soon.

“…what are the humans doing here? Plus this much.”

Hearing the voice like a jade ball rolling around, the dog swallowed his saliva.

“Hey… I knew that elves were called the race of beauty, but this was beyond my imagination…” ”

Shit… It’s a pity…”

Looking at them, Pia became even more wary and placed her hand on the handle of her sword. did up to

Iriel let out a small sigh that he couldn’t hear at that pitiful act and stepped forward.

She changed her expression in an instant and brought a smile to her face.

“We have come to find the Holy Son. I want to talk to you, but have you seen the white-haired boy?”

A human who looked beautiful even to himself shouted with a voice that matched him that he had come to find a ‘saint’.

Pia didn’t budge at the word Iriel’s saint, but at the part called ‘the boy with white hair’, she was taken aback.

There are two people with gray hair in their village.

Aira and Ray.

Since he said he was a boy, he must have been referring to Ray.

Iriel’s eyes brightened when the elf, who had not responded to his words, belatedly trembled once in his ears.

‘As expected, it was here.’

I wasn’t sure, but I thought it was the most likely.

But, again, this was the correct answer.

Iriel’s smile deepened.

“Are you here? The saint…”

Pia had many thoughts tangled in her head, but she pretended to be calm on the outside.

“I don’t know who the saint is, do you?”

“So you’re saying that there are people with gray hair?”

“…”

Elves can’t lie.

The fact that there is no answer can be regarded as an affirmation.

She was worried because she had answered the other person unwillingly.

If this number of people attacked, there would be considerable damage, including themselves.

Of course, everything else would be sorted out in ‘her’ hands.

Seeing Pia tightening her grip, Iriel raised her hand to stop it.

“We are not here to fight. I just came to pick up the saint. When my business is over, I will return right away. We will pay you the right amount, of course.”

She smiled as if to relax.

However, Pia’s posture did not loosen.

Her spirit was firm as if she would not allow even one person to enter the village.

When the opponent responded this far, Iriel suffered difficulties.

It was not difficult to subdue by force.

However, if this happens, power loss is unavoidable.

In the end, it’s like your power is cut off.

Iriel smiled awkwardly and said.

“When this happens, we have no choice but to fight against each other. Just give up one and your comrades won’t get hurt.”

I said it well, but to put it in words, it’s like this.

Get out of the way if you don’t want to die.

Why can’t she know the true intention behind those words?

The number of lives at stake is too high to be snorted at.

If you hand over only one Ray, you can avoid the situation itself where your colleagues will be harmed.

For that reason, there is a position called a guardian in the elven village.

If Ray had only been acquainted with herself, she would have handed him over to them right away.

Guardians of the elves do not lose their comrades by being bound by their own personal affections.

However, Ray is the one who saved Aira, and at the same time, he is a benefactor who thought big and saved the lives of the elves.

If Aira died, the remaining elves would one day be killed by humans.

She shook her head thinking about it.

“He already saved us. There are probably many people who would be happy to die for him.”

At least he thinks so.

Iriel hardened his expression as he smiled at her words that he was willing to die.

Contrary to expectations, he seemed a little annoyed when things didn’t go well.

“If you stop us, a holy war will happen…. Are you still going to stop us?”

Pia was surprised to find out what kind of group the people in front of her were saying.

There is only one kingdom that can declare a holy war.

Seongguk.

Even though she is usually calm, if God is involved, the most troublesome place is the Holy Land.

Crying for martyrdom, they had a reputation for killing heretics without even caring for their own lives.

A human who seemed to be their representative talked about the temple.

It was good to see it as a final warning.

Pia swallowed.

‘I really don’t know what will happen if a holy war happens.’

There is Aira, the last bastion, but I don’t know how long it will last against a single country.

No, I doubt if I can survive.

The weight of the name Seongguk was quite heavy.

Sweat poured like rain from the tension and pressure.

Still, she didn’t back down.

It is a body prepared for death anyway.

If you break your will and act like selling your benefactor, you won’t face the other elves.

It was a decision she could make because she values trust more than her life.

Even if it means losing their lives.

Determination turned into action.

His posture became sharper and his momentum became assimilated with nature.

They were taken aback by Pia’s presence, which they couldn’t feel even though they were seeing it with their own eyes.

Isn’t it like having an assassin who has risen to the extreme in front of you?

Iriel’s eyes grew cold.

“Are you choosing war after all?”

“Isn’t that what you humans always want?”

There was no point in continuing to wrestle with her here.

It was because even after talking all day, his will didn’t seem to be broken.

I don’t say anything to Pia’s reply, I just raise my hand.

As Iriel made a fist with his small hand, the upper and lower ranks straightened their ranks.

The moment of realignment was only a fleeting moment.

It will prove that everyone has received proper military training.

He then lowered his raised fist and said.

“Open the way.”

A huge shout was heard in a quiet word.

“yes!”

“yes!”

Their voices mixed with divine power were enough to shake the earth.

Paladins who use shields are put forward, and priests and priests assist in the back.

Pia’s complexion grew tired of the overwhelming difference in strength.

He said he was good at fighting against people, but that didn’t mean fighting against many people.

All she can do is one-on-one.

If you deal with a large number of ignorant people like you are now, you will quickly become a porridge.

In addition, the momentum of each one is unusual, probably bringing the elite of the Holy Kingdom.

It seemed that he would not be able to do anything if he stayed still, so Pia had a player.

A haze rose from the sword slightly smaller than the long sword.

Iriel was surprised by that appearance.

‘I knew it would be strong when I saw the mana coming out of my body… but it’s the beginning of the Aura Blade.’

Although she was inexperienced with a fighting style suitable for assassination, it was surprising when she knew how to handle an aura blade.

It is an established theory that assassins are harder to reach than knights.

If that’s the case even for Aura users, what about the ranks of the sword masters?

It was a distant state that could not have been achieved if Pia was a human being.

It was not easy for those who specialized in assassination to enter the realm.

No one approached hastily, befitting an aura blade that says there is nothing that cannot be cut as hard as it is difficult to make.

In the case of Hagyeondae, it was because he was young and his faith was shallow, so he did not want to risk his life in battle.

The circumstances were such that the Sanggyeondae took the initiative.

As the paladins stepped forward, those behind nature assisted.

“God bless us. Bless.”

“A body that does not suffer from enemy attacks… Holy protect.”

Pia moved while watching their movements in earnest.

When she made up her mind and hid herself, I couldn’t even see her.

This place, with a lot of cover such as trees and brush mounds, is perfect for her activities.

Besides, it was a place she had seen for a long time, so she was familiar with the fighting place.

However, the Sanggyeondae did not panic and united with each other.

So that if one person gets hit, they can get out right away.

However, that was their misunderstanding and arrogance.

To stop her claiming to be the guardian of the elves, the strength of each individual was insufficient, even if they did not know the strength of all of them.

A moment long enough to blink a few times.

The priest in the back row collapsed, spitting out blood.

“Ah!”

When he fell, the rest of the priests and priests hurriedly turned around.

There was nothing to be seen.

The priest who died with a small hole in his chest was making an unfair expression.

Screams were heard again between them, who were so tense that there was no time to treat them.

“Cuck!”

This time in the front row.

It was the number of days he was aiming for a paladin rather than a priest or priest.

That meant that he could kill priests, priests, and paladins regardless.

What kind of assassin could fight such a battle in front of a large army?

The priests in the back hurriedly healed the paladin in front.

“Heal!”

“Heal!”

The Paladin, who was gasping for breath as if he would die at any moment from the healing magic pouring in from here and there, was able to save his life.

The next victim came out without a moment to be surprised by the skill of the elf’s sword, which drew a neat trajectory and cut the throat.

“Aww!”

“Heal!”

Now, the healing magic was exerted almost at the level of a conditioned reflex.

Despite the screams pouring in from all over the place, there were no deaths.

Seeing the situation, Pia clenched her teeth.

‘If we keep going like this, we’ll be able to break through without even killing a few people.’

She changed her strategy.

He twisted the sword that was aiming at the priest and the priest and approached the saintess.

Pia drew her sword as she looked in front of the ranks and saw her with her arms crossed, as if she didn’t know that she was close by.

The sparse trajectory of the sword was drawn downward like a rainbow, and it looked like it would cut through everything in its path.

Just then, when it seems that she will die too easily.

Kaang-

Her sword didn’t do its job and was blocked by something.