To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 65

Episode 65 The night after the ceremony, the first ball (3)

The nobles who came down from the second floor and followed the marquis opened their mouths, worried about what would happen.

Words spoken by Marquis Harold. How could they not know that this was the downfall of the Marquis Harold, who had written history with the Holy Kingdom until now?

Looking at the marquis’ expression, he could see determination. He was throwing away his family for the sake of his family.

Ray made a strange expression as if he was surprised.

Frankly, he did not expect the Marquis to say such a thing.

At best, he thought of returning his property to the Holy Land, but he tried to protect his son even by giving up on the marquess family.

‘He’s a person with a lot of affection.’

I wonder how a person with so much affection could have maintained such a family.

The gaze of the nobles towards Marquis Harold was also not greedy, but was filled with concern.

It is probably because that kind personality has won the trust of many people.

Marquis Harold gritted his teeth.

‘I promised myself that I would never let you live the same life as me. I promised myself that only you would give me a good life.’

If this can save a child, he will only give one answer to ten questions.

Of course, if that is not enough, he can even give up his life with a smile.

A wife who died while giving birth to a daughter, and a daughter who left his side after not living long due to weakness.

All he had left was his son.

Ray looked at his desperate expression and met him at eye level.

Since Marquis Harold was kneeling, Ray, who was about to make eye contact with him, naturally also knelt.

“Sir Seongjae!”

“Get yourself up!”

Despite Zeke and Eucliwood’s dissuade, Ray waved his hand.

“It’s okay, stop it.”

“…”

At his words, the two of them backed away.

Ray grabbed Marquis Harold’s shoulders and arms and raised him up.

The Marquis, who was dragged to his feet without saying anything, couldn’t face Ray out of guilt.

At that, Ray said to the Marquis.

“Your son did the wrong thing. You are not guilty.”

“…How can you say that parents are not to blame for the sins their children commit?”

“…Is that so?”

As he spoke, he turned to the sons of nobles with a nonchalant expression.

“Come over here, Veris.”

There was no high or low in the tone. Already he did not feel the need to be polite.

At his words, Veris didn’t even think of grabbing his swollen cheek and ran to Ray.

“Did you call?”

“Do you know what you did wrong?”

He was silent for a moment, then said.

“It is a sin of daring to speak ill of the saint.”

“Wrong.”

“…”

It wasn’t just Verice who was puzzled by Ray’s words.

What else did you do wrong? If that’s not a crime, what kind of madness did he commit?

Zeke and Eucliwood’s eyes turned wild.

If he had looked at Veris as if he were going to kill him before, now his hand holding the sword twitched as if he was seriously trying to kill him.

He said quietly, looking directly at Veris.

“It was your fault that you brought your father to his knees.”

“…”

“Why does your father have to kneel for what you did?”

“I’m sorry.”

Veris hurriedly knelt down. Ray looked down at him.

Originally, I planned to punish him severely in front of everyone.

If the ruling class, the aristocracy, rots away, the ruled class, the common people, also rots.

Traditionally, when the upper water is clear, the lower water is also clear. As promised, these issues were very important to him, who intends to put Seongguk in the highest position.

That’s why I was thinking of crushing him thoroughly, but the man called the Marquis changed his mind.

The upper water had not yet rotted as it would rot.

No, rather, it would have been possible to keep the clearness because he was there. If the Marquis is ousted and his title and property confiscated, the nobles will pretend to be innocent in front of them, but they will peel the pumpkin seeds behind them.

In that case, it was better to leave him alone. Besides, there was a human side to the Marquis.

Ray gathered his thoughts and looked at Veris with a smile.

“Seeing the Marquis, I’ll close my eyes this time.”

“That word…”

“I will forgive you.”

At Ray’s words, the surroundings were buzzing again.

“It is blasphemy. But will you forgive me?”

“Isn’t that because you’re still young? Since the terrifying Marquis knelt down, his heart must have been shaken by pity.”

The younger children thought so, but their parents thought differently.

In the first place, it was not acceptable to ignore the current saint because he was young.

In terms of cleverness, he is at the forefront of wizards who are said to be incomparable to anyone else.

Grand Mage.

He was the one who walked alone on a path that no one had reached.

Do you measure them by the standard of age? That was absurd.

Because they have experienced all kinds of people and situations in the political world, their thoughts were inevitably different from those of their children.

“The marquis owes a big debt.”

“How merciful you are…”

“I can only think that God has bestowed blessings on the future of the kingdom.”

At that, Marquis Harold opened his eyes and ran as if flying.

The Marquis showed a high-level stunt by bending his knees and head at the same time as he ran.

“Thank you for your merciful grace, Holy Son! What are you doing! Bow your head too!”

While talking, he slammed Veris’s head down with his large palm.

The pressure was so strong that Veris’ face, which was in a kneeling position, was about to fall to the floor.

coo-

no already stuck

Judging from the sound of the hall reverberating, I wondered if Veris’ skull had been shattered horribly.

However, he couldn’t scream once and had no choice but to endure the pain.

It was because if I screamed here, I felt like my father would grab my head and knock it to the floor again, saying he was sorry.

Ray looked at him and shook his head.

“It doesn’t sound like you are in the mood for a prom. I’ll just go and see.”

“sorry again!”

coo-!

Veris’ head hit the ground again with a louder sound than the first.

“Ugh….”

Seeing that the sound cut off with a weak salivation, it seems that he passed out.

Looking at that scene, Ray smiled and went out the door of the lobby.

Zeke and Eucliwood followed him.

When they disappeared from view, Marquis Harold lifted his son’s head and said with glowing eyes.

“Don’t think this is the end… As soon as you return to the mansion, I will straighten your rotten spirit… Accept the gift of gratitude from the saint.”

“Ah father…”

The Marquis’s gritted teeth as he looked at his son was truly more ferocious than the monster’s distorted face.

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Said Zeke and Eucliwood who caught up with Ray who came out.

“I’m sorry, saint. Are you really okay with this?”

“If you just tell me right now, I will take care of it and come back.”

The way she spits out scary sounds naturally is similar to Iriel.

Are all the people of the Holy Land like this? Ray shook his head.

“I’m in debt to the Marquis, so this is enough.”

“…All right.”

There is no longer any disagreement with a single word from those who attend. How many people can do that?

Ray, who was curious about them, looked at Zeke and said.

“Come to think of it, I haven’t heard your name.”

Zeke’s eyes widened at Ray’s words.

Then, he immediately hits his head on the ground.

“I have committed a mortal sin!”

Do you mean bowing your head here?

“Because it’s not a mortal sin.”

“My name is Tracy Zeke of the Duke of Trey!”

It also had a poem in the center of its name.

Ray asked.

“What does the poem in the middle of your full name mean?”

Eucliwood answered instead.

“Poetry is a title. There are a total of six families that can use the title of ‘shi’ in the center of their name. There are three families that serve the saintess and three families that serve the saint.”

She paused for a moment, then continued.

“Poetry literally means ‘to serve’. A family that serves the lord. Those are the six families that have been given the title of city.”

“So you mean the servant family?”

Eucliwood was a little taken aback by his words.

How can the title of a poet equal that of a servant? It wasn’t completely wrong, but she agreed.

“…That’s right.”

Seeing her bewildered look, Zeke smiled beside him.

“Kuk-ku.”

Glitch-

Eucliwood glared at him.

Surprised by that, Zeke lowered his head and maintained a kneeling posture.

Ray asked again.

“Then who is the other family?”

Obviously, Eucliwood said six families. If the saintess has three families, then she also has three families.

The families I currently know are Belacroix and Trey. Two families have been revealed.

If so, what does one family mean?

At his question, Zeke erased his laughter and said.

“…I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you.”

“…”

Judging from the fact that Eucliwood didn’t respond, there seems to be a reason why they couldn’t tell.

“why?”

When Ray asked, Eucliwood answered.

“The other family is the family that escorts the saint in the dark. Even in the Holy Land, their identities are rarely known, and we don’t know all of them either. But they are always by my Son’s side.”

“huh? To be with me… even now?”

“Perhaps.”

Ray was a little taken aback by her words.

There is no sign that someone is hiding around him right now.

Doesn’t that mean you can’t even notice them yourself?

‘This is unsettling.’

It’s not a very pleasant feeling to have someone you don’t know who is watching you. Ray decided to release mana.

His mana, so secret that no one could feel it, completely dominated the atmosphere.

The buzz of the people at the ball and the windblown leaves falling. From bugs crawling in the grass to birds sleeping on trees. I started feeling all sorts of signs.

I could feel the presence of people clinging to the trees.

‘I was in a place like this. About seven people.’

It was easy to find them after releasing the mana.

However, among them, it was very difficult to find a sign like a hazy fog.

As soon as I focused my attention on the sign that was assimilated with nature to the extent that I inadvertently passed by, I was able to recognize the shape.

A flawless waist with long limbs and a graceful curve. With her short hair hidden in the darkness, she could feel the gaze watching her.

“…female?”

“…yes?”

“….”

The two of them looked at the saint who was suddenly talking incomprehensible.

However, Ray’s gaze was not on them.

He looked right at her sitting on one side of the tree.