To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 580
Episode 580 Poison (7)
“Ah! It tastes good.”
It wasn’t enough to hit the one shot and he was filling his glass himself, so Marquis Garen, who was about to say something, shut his mouth.
‘How do I trick them into drinking?’ I felt like an idiot for thinking about it.
‘Keukkeuk. Fool.’
I didn’t even know it was poison and I drank it in one gulp, so tomorrow I’ll face it as a corpse.
Marquis Garen quietly lifted the glass and brought it to his lips in order not to arouse suspicion.
Tzarrrrr-!
As soon as the concentrated poison touches her lips, her body trembles as if an electric current flows through her body.
However, he had the confidence to subdue the poison flowing through his body.
It might take a little time, but this poison wasn’t a problem.
When you want to drive out poison by raising mana.
Ray threw a question like a ghost.
“Anyway, you suddenly brought me this precious drink. Is there anything you want to ask me?”
Because I can’t answer.
Marquis Garen, who suppressed the poison energy with mana, answered with difficulty.
“That’s right. I heard that you are close friends with Count Sylvester. How is the count of the fortress?”
It felt like he had hurriedly brought up the topic, but Ray poked his lips with his index finger pretending not to know.
“Ugh. I don’t know… The Count, he’s been very busy organizing the guild these days.”
“That… that’s right.”
As soon as the words are over, I want to use mana.
he spoke again.
“I thought of it because I was at the top, but the Marquis and I aren’t very close.”
Marquis Garen looked at him without a word.
What else are you trying to talk about?
Ray continued with a suspicious smile.
“Aren’t you angry that I handed over the caravan to Count Sylvester? I thought you would talk to me someday, but I didn’t know that the Marquis would personally come to my room. In fact, at first, he even brought alcohol, so I suspected it was poisoned.”
At those words, Marquis Garen was able to intuit.
He looked at Ray with a sly smile.
‘This bastard…’
He must have known everything from the beginning.
If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have been able to laugh like that and talk about the current situation sarcastically.
When I thought that I had been played in the hands of a mere clumsy kid, my anger rose to the top of my head.
However, Marquis Garen was not a stupid person even if he made mistakes.
I knew that it was more important to figure out how much he knew than to use my hands right away.
“Cluck. I wonder if there is any way to get poisoned. It is a fact that all the nobles around me know that I care for the count. Aren’t you persecuting the poor old people?”
“Don’t talk like that. I’m afraid that even rumors will spread.”
I tried half-threatening him by mentioning the nobles around him, but he mentioned the rumors in a calm tone.
It must be that there is a separate boat to believe in.
Ray said as he finished emptying his glass.
“But the Marquis doesn’t eat any more?”
“Yes? oh you should drink Young people are fast.”
“Ah, I thought I was poisoned again and didn’t drink.”
bubbling.
Marquis Garen nervously poured the drink into his mouth.
I was about to die as the new poison spread throughout my body before I could subdue the previous poison yet.
I want to quickly refine and detoxify mana.
Isn’t this nasty guy pouring alcohol again?
Squeak –
and then speak naturally.
“It tastes really good.”
“Ugh. that’s right It’s a drink that’s pretty hard to find.”
Every time he spoke, his mana was disrupted, so the miasma that had been subdued was stirred up again.
Every time that happened, Marquis Garen’s complexion turned blue.
Looking at him, Ray thought it was time to put an end to it.
As he raised his glass and looked over the dishes, he insinuated.
“Come to think of it, someone poisoned the well… Do you know who the culprit is, Marquis?”
At those straightforward words, Marquis Garen pretended not to know.
“I don’t know. Rather, I would like to ask.”
“So you’re saying that the Marquis doesn’t know?”
“…that’s right.”
When he answered, Ray nodded without further questioning.
“What a relief.”
I searched for something in my backpack and took out a small wooden box.
The Marquis of Garen, who was suspicious because the item he had taken out out of the blue was an insignificant old wooden box, asked, wary.
“…what is that?”
“This one? That’s why I came to Heron Kingdom.”
He opened the lid of the wooden box.
Click-
that moment.
The mana protruding from the wooden box began to form a magic circle.
Whoop-!
Enormous amounts of magic circles intertwined with each other.
Even if it rots, it’s called Junchi.
Marquis Garen was also a wizard, so he recognized it at a glance.
“This is…”
The existing magic formula, which has been known to have been practiced since the age of sorcery, has developed to the point where it is safe to say that it has reached deterioration beyond application.
How on earth did he carve all the magic circles into that small wooden box?
However, what he has seen so far is only the tip of the iceberg.
It is said that they have recognized some of the composition formula, but looking at the reactions, it seems that they have not yet properly recognized its true value.
Ray memorized the starting language.
“Earth spear.”
Tap the carpet with your toe.
Mana moved and wanted to create magic.
The Marquis of Garen was deeply surprised.
‘Mage?’
As you can guess, he is also a mage of a considerable level.
It was true that Earth Spear was manifested only with a starter word, but it was certain that he was a mage who had achieved a level superior to himself because he felt the presence of mana.
Marquis Garen, who came to his senses belatedly, hurriedly raised his mana to defend himself.
“Shield!”
But at that moment, the wooden box’s magic circle began to shine more brightly, and soon the mana was scattered.
Whoops-!
At the same time as the sound of a huge bell ringing.
The remnants of mana flew like the wind in the aftermath in front of Marquis Garen.
Even the magic that Ray manifested.
The magic he used to defend himself.
All mixed together and turned into a handful of wind.
Marquis Garen’s long hair fluttered slightly.
His wide eyes were constantly shaking.
‘Magic magic…’
The magic that was manifesting has disappeared.
Even someone killed the caster.
It’s not like it wasn’t manifested due to lack of mana.
It was correct to assume that the mana flowing from the wooden chest blocked the magic.
But how?
There is no way to stop the magic that has already manifested.
No, at least that’s what I know.
Mana moves and creates phenomena.
And once such a phenomenon occurred, only the caster could prevent it.
Ray closed the lid of the wooden box as if showing off.
Click –
A dull, trivial sound rang out.
Along with him, the magic circles that embroidered the air also disappeared.
Facing the Marquis of Garen, who was staring blankly at himself.
Ray opened his mouth slowly, as if enjoying the afterglow.
“It’s a magic tool that blocks all the magic of the lower circle.”
At those words, Marquis Garen unknowingly let out a laugh.
“Kkeukkeuk.”
Where the hell is that kind of fraudulent magic tool?
Besides, that circle?
Earth spear is obviously a large-scale magic that can only be used by a 4th circle master.
That meant that even if you had only one wooden chest in front of you, magics below 4th circle would be useless.
Think about it.
The soldiers holding a wooden box on top of the walls of the battlefield and laughing.
If Heron had been a warring or plundering nation, the king would have wanted to obtain the magic tool at any cost.
Ray spoke again.
“I will hand this over to the kingdom of Heron. Of course, I will put some conditions on it.”
The Marquis Garen, who had been listening to the words, no longer had the energy to be surprised.
crazy
The young man in front of him, whom he thought was a child, was truly close to a madman.
To transfer such a magic tool to the kingdom with only a few conditions attached.
If he were King Heron, it would be something to welcome with open arms.
However, to put it another way, his hometown, Celia Kingdom, would not let him go.
It was a matter of risk only unless he moved to the kingdom of Heron.
While trying to predict his future, Marquis Garen remembered that he had forgotten something.
‘…Surely, I just expressed the Earth Spear with only the start word.’
Of course, the magic was stopped by the tree, but the magic itself was unmistakably on the brink of manifestation.
I mean yes.
‘Circle 6… Grand Mage…?’
Is that blue-eyed young boy a mage who is unlikely to have even one in the kingdom?
It was an unbelievable fact, but it was a clear reality when I saw it with my own eyes.
Then the Kingdom of Celia couldn’t do anything about him.
No, it’s a situation where you have to beg.
I don’t know who made that wooden box, but at least it would be hard to deny that it had something to do with it.
The Marquis of Garen rose from his seat with a reluctant face.
Then he put one foot behind him and bowed respectfully.
“…Vales Garen of Heron Kingdom meets the Archmage. Forgive me for not recognizing it.”
It is a custom that has been handed down since the age of sorcery for mages to show respect to those in a circle higher than themselves.
the moment you ignore it.
The kingdom would be captured by high-circle mages, and in the worst case, the mage could not be saved as a mercenary.
Therefore, this custom prevails regardless of age and status relationships.
Rey, who waved her hand in greeting, said.
“What if I ask you to catch the culprit who poisoned the count’s family as one of the costs of handing it over?”
“…”
“No. There’s no need for that. Since you know who the beast is, what if I ask you to treat him well?”
Even if he wasn’t the culprit, the Heron royal family would pretend not to know and deal with the beast he pointed out.
The majesty of the magic tool he possessed was great.
A cold sweat ran down the back of Marquis Garen.
Ray stared at it for a while, and then threw his life away.
“Well, if you’ll take care of yourself, I won’t have to step out.”
A cornered mouse bites a cat too.
If he surrendered without struggling, the situation could have ended quietly.
Also, even as the Marquis of Garen, their lives could be preserved, so it was like taking a step back from each other.