To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 49

Episode 49 The Game of Military Studies (1)

Six days have passed. A week was the right time to treat only the hives that developed after Iriel’s treatment.

The hives and blisters that were spread all over the body before Iriel’s treatment disappeared completely after the treatment.

The rest was left only on the shoulder where she scratched. It is this shoulder area that Ray will treat for a week, but so far she has been following her own words.

Now the hives had no shape. It was easy to remove because it was a small blister, not a large blister.

If there was a problem, it was with Leila.

It was a withdrawal symptom that started when she stopped eating flour.

Flour is an inseparable food in this world.

You should be able to eat something else, but since it is a place where bread is the staple food, withdrawal symptoms were a serious problem.

Ray must have felt uneasy in that appearance that seemed uneasy somewhere.

He made a serious expression as he watched her repeat mechanical movements.

‘If I start eating flour again, I won’t be able to eat rice or porridge…’

What he wanted was to see her symptoms noticeably improve in a week, but the ultimate goal was to cure her.

It was good to find something else to be immersed in these withdrawal symptoms.

For example, sports or games.

‘The Prince’s children cannot go out and play…’

When I told them to go out and play in the yard, she was a woman and a lofty royalty.

After grunting inwardly, he finally came up with a ‘game’.

Ray immediately put his thoughts into action.

* * *

Seokkuk-Seokkuk-

From the back of the VIP room, the sound of cutting wood could be heard.

Iriel, who happened to be passing by, stopped at the sound he heard.

‘What are you talking about?’

When he went in the direction of the sound, there was a face he knew well, crouching down and carving something out.

The cut-out was painted with dye obtained from Shibi. One was painted the same color as the wood and the other was dyed white.

Iriel asked as he saw him touching the tree with mana on his hands.

“What are you doing?”

He answered without even turning his head, as if he already knew that he had come.

“I am making a game.”

“Is it… a game?”

What is the name of the person who is the game?

When Iriel tilted her head at the incomprehensible words, she pretended to wipe off the sweat by lifting her forearm, even though she didn’t even sweat to see how much it had been completed.

“Phew. Is this enough? Now, what does this look like?”

“…I mean.”

“This?”

“…Crown? No Seongguk?”

“good.”

Ray asked her and immediately took the things he had made and went somewhere.

Iriel frowned as he stared at him.

“What the hell is it? What is the game and what is the horse!”

She ran after Ray.

* * *

He found Laira’s room with her brother, Hopel, in the room, and he grinned at her seriously tapping the table with his fingers.

‘It looks like he’s going crazy thinking about flour.’

There was something made so far for her.

Hopel has a bad opinion of the saint. I was about to change my mind a little when I saw the condition of my younger brother who had changed.

Even now, if you want to cure your brother’s abnormal symptoms, you have been called to ask for cooperation.

Ray was also aware of those things.

‘The men here don’t like me. Anyway, as long as I heal Layla, I have nothing to do with this place.’

Even if men liked her in the first place, it was quite a problem.

Leaving her thoughts behind, Ray placed the pieces of wood in a small leather bag on the table.

Seeing that, Layla looked at Lay and said.

“This……?”

What is this? Ray spoke without even listening to everything he said behind his back.

“It’s a game called chess.”

“chess……? game……?”

No one in the room understood that.

No wonder. Even if we brought modern words, who would understand?

Rather, it made more sense to understand it right away.

he explained step by step.

“From now on, you are the commanders who command the troops. Move your own troops and capture the opponent’s king to win. It’s a game to see who is the better commander.”

He explained how to move the horse or the rules.

It was difficult to understand everyone at once, but none of the beings in this room were normal.

Including Iriel to Hoppel Leira. All of them were extraordinary with one head.

After about 20 minutes of repeating it over and over again, Iriel nodded first.

“okay. So, in this case, you mean the cavalry?”

“that’s right. The title is Knight.”

“Kisara… Hmm, that’s a pretty fitting name.”

Hopel and Leila also understood and admired belatedly.

“It’s amazing… such an advanced system…”

“My father would be happy to know!”

In Layra’s case, she even clapped and liked it.

Ray organized the arrangement.

“Then let’s do it together first.”

As I spoke, I looked at Iriel and Layla, and they nodded nervously.

They sat down and lined up their pieces, and a battle of military power on the chess board began.

Condition was very good. The two of them were concentrating on enjoying the game, and even Hoppel, who was watching from the side, was watching with clenched fists.

‘This should alleviate withdrawal symptoms.’

I was shaking my head at a very satisfied look, but the problem started after that.

Iriel was out of control.

“Ho-ho-ho. Do not block the Holy Kingdom.”

She, who thought of her power as a holy kingdom, was sweeping away all of Leila’s forces.

Her progress, leading the queen and striking as a knight, was not at the level of a beginner.

Layra, who was dealing with her, was a beginner herself, so it was easy for her to fall one by one when Iriel’s forces entered.

Leila cried.

“Ugh…”

“Surrender, surrender! Come under the rule of the Holy Kingdom, ho ho ho.”

The eyes stained with madness were no longer those of the saintess.

In the end, the one-sided slaughter continued for three minutes, and Leila was defeated.

she shouted indignantly, covering her face with her hands.

“Aaaah, it’s gone!”

“It was a good fight.”

Iriel covered her mouth and smiled a little, wondering where the spirit from earlier had disappeared.

Ray silently watched him and winked at Hopel.

It seemed as if he was saying this.

Go and stop the saintess.

Like a loyal knight under the king’s command, Hoppel hardened his expression and sat down.

It seemed that he was trying to avenge his brother.

Iriel rearranged the words as he sat down.

Hopel also stretched out his words and said with a tense face.

“Shall we begin?”

“Do it first.”

Conceding the line, she smiled leisurely.

At that, Hopel gritted his teeth and moved his horse.

Leila also gulped down her saliva at the growing power confrontation.

As before, Iriel pushed through with tremendous breakthrough power.

However, Hoppel’s defense was solid. Formation specialized for Mercury.

Maybe it’s because I studied military science from a young age.

Iriel’s offensive began to be blocked. The overwhelming force of the Holy Kingdom stopped advancing and the counterattack of the Principality of Silos began.

“Ugh. Principality of Silos… It’s quite strong.”

Empathized, Iriel bit her nails.

Likewise, Hoffel also grinned while sweating.

“I won’t let Seongguk go wild.”

Ray looked at him and said.

“This is not reality. Don’t be too empathetic.”

However, no one was listening to that.

In a war unfolding right in front of his eyes, the saint’s words were nothing more than lousy words.

Ray gulped at the sight of them.

‘This is… I can’t believe it…’

If I take away chess from them now, new withdrawal symptoms will occur.

It’s like inventing a new disease to cure it.

As he was grappling with his new situation, the game was over.

A tie between the two due to stalemate.

This means that the king has not been attacked, but has nowhere to move.

The two stood up from their seats and shook hands.

“It was a good war, Lord Hoffel.”

“It was an opportunity for me to broaden my horizons. Thank you, saintess.”

“You two are really great commanders!”

“….”

Leila’s room was instantly enveloped in the heat of the three of them.

The heat didn’t go away, and Ray, who was exhausted first while watching them go ahead with the next game, said, “I’ll give it to you as a gift, so let’s play with it.” It got even hotter as I left the room.

The problem was after that.

That night, Hopel praised the chessboard Ray gave him to his father, Prince Silos.

“father! The saint is a genius… no, he is indeed sent by God!”

Intrigued by the sight of his son, who normally never complimented him, even spattering his father’s face in praise, Prince Silos listened to his son’s explanation in silence.

Rules for the game of chess and how to move pieces. The deep (?) meaning that this game pursues.

An advanced system that can be seen as a small version of war.

Hearing everything, Prince Silos’s mouth fell open.

“Hey, is this a saint…?”

“That’s right! By using this chess, you can also see how well you can practice military science that you only know with knowledge. He did. ‘It’s a game to find out who’s the better commander’!”

At Hopel’s words, King Silos stroked his beard and thought.

‘If you just listen to it, there’s really nothing lacking.’

He nodded and ordered the servant.

“okay. Then let’s compete with this father once more. Someone bring a prize.”

“All right.”

The butler bowed his head at the king’s words.

Ray wouldn’t have known. The fact that the game made to alleviate Leila’s withdrawal symptoms will be added to the exams that will be taken along with military science when recruiting talent in the Principality of Silos and the Kingdom of Silia.

* * *

One night passed and a week was filled.

It was the last day that Iriel could endure.

But even after a week, no one came to visit and no one said a word.

Time just passed as usual.

The only difference is that everyone is playing chess.

Ray drew in his breath as he looked at the people who somehow carved trees into similar shapes and enjoyed them.

“What the hell is this all about…”