To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 590

Episode 590: Grand Banquet in the Kingdom of Heron (1)

“True. I forgot. count.”

King Heron summoned Count Sylvester, who was just about to go to war.

At that call, Count Sylvester got down on one knee and bowed his head again.

“Tell me.”

“I heard that there is a young guest from Celia Kingdom at your mansion. And listening to you, it seems that the guest helped you a lot.”

Count Sylvester nodded without denying it.

“If it hadn’t been for him, my family wouldn’t have been able to rise again.”

On the way from Celia to Heron Kingdom, he would not have been able to avoid the assassins sent by the royal family.

Moreover, he was the one who saved the count’s family from financial difficulties and prevented the Marquis Garen’s conspiracy to poison all the family members.

There was nothing that his help did not pass.

King Heron leaned deeply on the throne and rested his chin as if he was uncomfortable.

“Hoo. I mean, that was it.”

Was it because the respect felt in the way he spoke bothered me?

It was the count’s attitude that he had never shown himself before.

King Heron deliberately spoke in a stern tone as if giving an order.

“If the Count has been of any assistance, I cannot help but express my gratitude. Coincidentally, the prince’s banquet is scheduled to be held from the evening of the day after tomorrow. Bring the nobles of Celia to me.”

Belatedly noticing the discomfort reflected in the King’s eyes, the Count opened his mouth slightly.

“Your Majesty, he is simply a guest in my family. How can I invite you to a banquet hall full of foreign nobles?”

“I’m just saying hello, isn’t it? It’s been a long time, so stop it. I guess I’ll see you at the banquet.”

King Heron spoke and rose from his throne.

It was an obvious congratulatory order.

At that, Count Sylvester tried to say something more, but then quietly lowered his head.

“Okay.” Since it was impossible to dare to sigh in front of the king.

Count Sylvester let out a suffocating breath inwardly and left the battlefield.

* * *

Count Sylvester, who was leaving Daejeon and heading to the private room, was lost in thought.

He muttered as he let out a sigh.

“What do you mean by this? With what kind of face should I look at him…”

As Count Sylvester, who knew that Ray’s true identity was a highly reputed saint of Gaia’s kingdom, he knew how cold the current situation was.

Imagine if King Heron felt uncomfortable with him and openly persecuted him at the banquet hall, picking up ridiculous faults.

If that fact became known to Gaia’s castle even later, a small country like Heron’s kingdom might soon be swept away by the holy war.

It is a holy country that is already in the midst of religious conflict.

It wouldn’t be much of a big deal if they used themselves as an example and completely crushed them when something happened.

Should I say this or not?

As I was thinking for a while, someone called from behind me.

“What are you doing in a place like this, Mr. Count?”

An armful of wood was slung over one’s shoulders, and clothing covered in mud.

Count Sylvester was speechless at that unusual outfit.

“What is that all about?”

Have you ever made a tree in the mountains at an evening time like this?

Ray scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed.

“I was kicked out of the private room.”

“Are you kicked out?”

Why on earth were you kicked out of the private room?

As the Count looked at him with amazement rather than curiosity, Ray shrugged and said,

“I heard that according to the rules, you can’t give the king’s private room to a foreigner? So I was going to build a cabin under it.”

Count Sylvester looked again at the chunks of wood on his shoulders.

It wasn’t enough that he was kicked out of the private room, so he was trying to build a hut with the sun from the mountain to the tree this late evening.

Besides, you can’t give a private room to a foreigner?

I had never heard of such a rule.

Count Sylvester noticed at once.

‘His Majesty must have used his hand.’

A sigh, which had stopped for a moment, flowed out of his lungs again.

“I can’t let you stay in a place like this. Let’s stay together in my separate room for the time being.”

At that, Ray shook his head.

“Thank you for the favor, but it’s okay. I think it would be better here than in a hard building like that.”

Talk while kicking the floor.

The count couldn’t bear to lift his face in apologetic.

I received a lot from him, but I had nothing to give.

It is not possible to go against the king’s will and have her stay in a private room, and she cannot go to argue with her.

He lamented his own position, which was neither this nor the other.

“I’m really fine. What’s more? You didn’t go inside and just sighed in front of me from earlier.”

I can’t help it since I’ve already been caught.

Count Sylvester felt his face burning and spoke without hesitation.

“…His Majesty the King expects you to come to the banquet to be held the evening after tomorrow. I’m sorry, but could you shed some light on me for a moment?”

Even talking about it, I feel embarrassed.

How could he sell the benefactor who saved the family?

It was clear to me what kind of humiliation he would face if he went to the banquet hall.

It is clear that the king will put pressure on him, so conversations with nobles will be blocked, and he will be thoroughly ignored by others.

‘Even if I didn’t make fun of my mouth…’

Even if I was a little careful when talking to the king, this wouldn’t happen.

When the Count is blaming himself.

Ray pondered for a moment, then nodded lightly.

“What good. I also really wanted to meet you. I’m a little sorry for the Count, but can I ask for a banquet dress?”

Is the banquet dress a big deal?

I was able to get a hundred sets of clothes like that.

said Count Sylvester.

“Okay. If there is anything you want, tell me anything.”

He was really ready to do anything.

Like the knights of the Holy Kingdom waiting for orders.

He was ready to bring even the heart of a thousand-year-old ogre as an offering if he could just say the word.

Ray said with a smile.

“It’s okay as long as you have a banquet dress. Then I’ll just go. I need to find a place to live by the end of today.”

While talking, he pours the wooden sticks all over the place.

Looking closely, there were trees of different sizes, in addition to the pieces of wood he was carrying.

Watching him start planing at a speed enough to wash his eyes and look at him again, Count Sylvester struggled to turn his back.

* * *

Rumors of him building a cabin all morning quickly spread throughout the castle.

A noble from Silia came to their kingdom and became a carpenter.

A man who knows no shame.

Several sounds rang in his ears, but Ray cleared his ears and ignored them.

Skillfully cut and trim wood.

The attendants who watched the ghost-like skill rolled their tongues.

“I want to ask that friend for the broken shelf.”

“ha ha ha. They said he was a noble from another country, but now I see that he was a carpenter.”

There were some mocking words among them, but Ray completely ignored them and focused only on building the cabin.

Now it is almost believable to say that it has achieved harmony with the tree.

As you run your hand along the grain of the tree, the tree mysteriously splits.

In addition to that, a planer that could be said to be a miracle was supported on the back, and the rough sides of the wood were erased in an instant.

I didn’t sleep well, and I was stuck on making a shelter nearby for half a day.

The end result was quite something to look at.

It’s not big, but there are no corners.

There was no place as cozy as this for one person to go in and sleep.

In the middle of making it, I had time left and I hung up the door nicely, and now the shape of the house is ready for people to live.

Ray, who pretended to wipe the sweat from his forehead, nodded in satisfaction.

“It would be perfect if Ira was here.”

As I went inside, licking my lips in regret, the remnants of the trees strangely scratched my nerves.

“Clean.”

After purifying the air once, a pleasant place of one’s own was finally completed.

A soft pile of straw was placed in the place to lie down.

I lay down on the bed as a test, and there was no other bed that was as comfortable as this one.

“As expected, this is how people live.”

It’s a little narrow and narrow, but what is it?

A house like this was good enough for me.

Others, who now laughed at him, couldn’t help but admire the finished cabin.

“ha ha ha. That’s great. I really built my own house in the royal castle.”

“It’s a pretty good place to say it was built in half a day.”

Who would think of building a house in the royal castle if living in a separate room was blocked?

Besides, when he went out, he proudly said that he would return it to its original state, but the knights who tried to stop him went back dumbfounded.

The royal castle was filled with stories about the owner of the hut and banquets at times.

The three princes, who were busy preparing for the banquet, were interested in it.

He burst into laughter as he fell in love with the story told by the attendant.

“ha ha ha. So, where is the honored guest of the Celia Kingdom?”

“I was completely seated in the vacant lot next to the private room. Now I’m putting up a fence saying I’m going to save a tree and make a yard. The prince, please say something.”

When the attendant cried, the laughter of the three princes grew even louder.

“Ha ha ha ha ha! Where the hell are you going to find a carpenter like that? You are the hongbok of this kingdom.”

The three princes, who were exhausted from choosing banquet clothes and things to decorate, enjoyed their actions with infinite freedom.

However, there is no way to do anything about the gap in status.

Even if he wanted to meet, the prince could not recklessly step out.

“It’s a pity that I can’t meet you. If I had a chance, I would have liked to see your face at least.”

The three princes muttered to themselves, and the attendant answered them.

“You don’t have to worry. I heard that His Majesty personally invited him to the banquet.”

“Your Majesty?”

“yes.”

Sensing that something was wrong with his words, the three princes slightly frowned.

‘Why is my father?’

If it was Celia, it was a far away foreign country.

If it wasn’t to deepen friendship, why was it invited to a banquet?

It was also at the place where the central nobility and the nobility of the periphery were called together.

I guess I didn’t have a good feeling.

That would be the case, since there was absolutely no reason to kick him out of the private room if he was invited to a banquet for diplomacy.

The three princes looked out through the window frame at the private building.