To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 386

Episode 386 Disaster (12)

The message from Celia Kingdom has arrived in the Holy Kingdom.

Deogard’s personal letter.

Pope Eclair looked at it with a puzzled face.

“It’s not enough to ask for troops, to ask for a saint. I can understand the urgency to a certain extent, but the interest is quite condescending.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to inform the fact that there is no saint in the Holy Land?”

“Ray said that there is no possibility that the dark forces will invade the Holy Land for the time being. Certainly I am of the same opinion. You were badly beaten in the last battle, so you’ll want to call up the ranks before solving the remaining rounds with us.”

At her words, the high priest nodded.

“I will prepare a letter.”

“Please.”

* * *

Darkness overshadows the temple.

If the temple is light, the existence of the gate is darkness.

If there is light, there must be a shadow derived from it.

The beings who came out of the gate were like that.

Hans said with a firm expression while using the wind to purify the air.

“To think that one high elf could get hit with just one breath.”

Even among the high elves, there is a disparity in strength, but they are still the upper race of middle-earth.

They collapsed because they couldn’t handle the smoke emitted by the monster.

Serien shouted.

“They are not normal monsters! If you think you’re a being in Middle-earth, you’ll be the same!”

“It’s romantic to fall asleep as if you’re dead after fighting to the end! But I don’t want to go to sleep yet!”

Their tricks were so nasty that even the romantic high elves rejected them.

Elisa looked at them and smiled awkwardly.

“I can’t help you at all here. I’m sorry.”

“You take good care of your body. The moment they enter the temple, it’s over.”

– Krrrrrr!

Although they were human, they howled like beasts and fired smoke at them again, using their own bodies as sacrifices.

As more than 50 monsters spewed out smoke at once, the area around the temple was instantly dyed with their colors.

Instead of the warm sunlight, it was filled with bizarre smoke mixed with ink and purple.

Instead of the smell of nature that made my lungs feel refreshed, a sense of discomfort came over me as if stirring in my head.

An ugly smell stung their noses enough to frown.

It was similar to the unpleasant smell of decaying old animal carcasses.

However, if I continued to take on strange things, I felt something happy.

A strangely addictive scent.

Like deeply brewed tea leaves, the fragrance that flowed from them seemed to brew their inner happiness.

Sert walked forward as if possessed by something.

Eyes are out of focus

If you look at the blurred eyes as if you were drunk, you must be possessed by something.

“Sert! Stop!”

While Heprion was shooting magic at the monster, he called Sert, but there seemed to be no way to get her back, who had already lost her sense.

“There is a degree of low mental discipline! This is why the kids these days!”

Serien, who was blocking the monster from the front, kicked the ground.

The new model, which had been shot with full of mana, aimed at Sert and rushed at it.

Serien wrapped her arms around Sert’s waist and came out of the smoke.

When Sert was laid next to Hans who was driving the smoke away with wind-type magic, her pupils returned to normal shortly after.

“Demon monster… Fantasy… I remember…”

As soon as he wakes up, he starts talking nonsense.

“Wake! If you lose yourself in this situation… Coke! Coke!”

Serien, who must have been holding her breath, continued to blow up the smoke.

Her eyes are a little open, but open.

It must have been that he was trying to snatch Sert away, but instead got engulfed in smoke.

“Ugh… I’m sure I wasn’t breathing… Cough!”

Ray looked at it and hardened his complexion.

‘It’s skin breathing.’

skin breathing.

In mammals, external respiration is mostly done through the lungs, but in very small cases, it is also done through the skin.

Skin respiration in the human body is less than 1%.

Moreover, the amount of carbon dioxide released is greater than the amount of oxygen taken in.

In other words, you breathe out more carbon dioxide than you take in ambient oxygen.

Even so, with just that little amount, Sert lost Izzy and Serien was engulfed in smoke.

This was the cause of the collapse of the high elf who had been breathing through his lungs before not being able to cope with it.

‘The smoke is stronger than we thought.’

To the extent that it can be eaten by just touching the skin.

Ray shouted around.

“Everyone, don’t inhale the smoke and don’t let it touch your skin! That smoke is a poison that even spreads through the skin!”

“Now… Coke! Are you talking about it! Do not touch the skin! It’s unreasonable in this situation…! Coke!”

“There is no other way than that!”

He tried to drive the smoke away with wind-type magic, but the wind did not easily push it away, no matter what effect the smoke itself had on it.

As evidence of that, even though Hans was still working hard, all around him was filled with smoke.

Heprion snorted “heh”.

“There is no way! It’s romantic! Those of us who fight unmatchable enemies for the temple are romantic now!”

“Coke! I’m sorry, but shut up!”

“I will take the lead and teach you what romance is!”

he ran forward

“Heprion!”

He’s just a little bit right in front of the smoke.

He inhaled and breathed softly.

Then, his clear eyes slanted slightly.

Like that of an old man having a drink after work.

Her urgent tone slowed down, and her breathing, which she had consciously controlled, became comfortable.

The smile on his face, which had always been there, widened even more.

“Ohhh…and…relationship…romantic…is it…?”

The words were twisted.

drunk

It was clear he was drunk.

I inhaled the smoke and got drunk.

Serien coughed and touched his forehead.

“Coke! To think I had to take care of that stupid bastard just because he was a high elf… Cough!”

“Serien… don’t worry… don’t…! I myself… myself… What was I going to say next? ha ha ha!”

Mmm.

Even if I die, I can’t inhale the smoke.

To think I had to act like that in front of everyone.

Dying in shame seemed faster than dying from an attack.

Hans looked at him as if he was truly pitiful.

“Serien, is this the high elf pride you were talking about?”

“Coke! Coke! Would you mind not weaving that romantically insane bastard into the same high elf? Coke!”

“done. speak less Apparently, your condition is not normal, so here we have no choice but to abandon the temple and retreat.”

“What is that…! Coke!”

“You still don’t know? They’re just spewing smoke, but they’re not attacking. As long as you can withstand the smoke, there will be no damage to the temple.”

“…”

Serien looked at the black monsters.

They were unharmed even though they received fire-type magic and wind-type magic with their bodies.

And, as Hans said, there was no attack on them.

However, following his words, there was one problem.

The one who supplies mana from the altar now.

Ira.

She remained in the temple to this day.

By the way, abandoning the temple and retreating?

In the worst case, there was a possibility that she, enchanted by the smoke, would explode with the backflow of mana along with the altar.

Ray refused with a single word.

“I can’t leave it like that. I am desperately opposed to abandoning Aira, who has suffered so far.”

“You choose to say things you don’t like, human. I already know that the relationship between you and Aira is special. But for now, shouldn’t we prioritize those who remain over anything like that?”

“What’s the use of it even if you keep what you have to prioritize in a situation where even the most important person has been abandoned? For me, the only thing I need to prioritize right now is Aira. If you’re going, go. I will remain alone.”

Sert also sided with Hans.

“…If it’s Aira-sama… I’m sure it’ll be fine… She’s a strong person… So…”

Lay sneered at him.

Aira is strong.

okay.

Clearly she is strong.

The spirit is strong and the heart is strong.

The body is strong, and there is no law to back down in the face of any adversity.

But that’s just her outer side.

He knows Aira’s past.

I remember the day I expressed my sadness to the elves under my command, knowing the time I had spent twenty years lying motionless.

I know her who shed tears and was happy when she first raised her body from lying down, and I know her heart that hides sadness behind her expressionless expression.

Literally, she is strong.

However, it is strong because it has been done alone.

by action.

As the spiritual support of the elves.

when others have abandoned them.

She will lose her strength in the fact that she is ‘alone’, which has been established as a trauma of 20 years.

Ray looked around the crowd.

I looked at Sert, Hans, and all the high elves in this room.

“I will neither conciliate nor accuse you. Just don’t rationalize the pain someone else has to go through by saying that it will be okay. Feel guilty about leaving Ira behind. Be disgusted with yourself for running away for the sake of your own comfort and for the sake of the future. It doesn’t matter what beliefs or pride you have in it. At least, don’t try to rationalize the responsibility for what you did. If you feel responsible and feel responsible, if you have to do it, do it.”

Word spirit.

His will became a force and fluttered around.

“…Sorry. It’s an excuse to you, and it might sound like an excuse.”

Serien was the first to apologize and left.

“…It’s awesome……! It’s romantic… It’s…”

Heprion said as he was being carried away.

“…Strength…Cheer up….”

Sert greeted them and followed them.

one. two.

The high elves left the temple after saying their own greetings, whether it was to cast a perverse glance or comfort them.

The last remaining Hans looked at him.

“Two days. Be sure to come back in two days.”

“Go ahead. Someone had to guard the altar anyway.”

Ray understood their thoughts to some extent.

If you try to stay here, the high elves will only collapse due to being engulfed in the smoke.

In that case, it was more advantageous to deal with monsters with a proper assortment.

Now that Aira might succeed in closing the gate at any time, it was necessary to save power even more.

Hans, who looked at him for a moment, turned his back.

hereby finally.

There were only two left in the temple: Aira, who supplies mana to the altar, and Ray, who blocks the entry of monsters.