To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 758
Episode 758 Choice and Decision (1)
As the morning dawned, pleasant sunlight flooded Count Cerian’s house.
Soyoung, who had been collecting information on Count Cerian’s family all night, let out a drool.
I scratch my head and try hard, but I can’t think of a sharp number like this.
The lord is under a curse, and the heir to inherit the title is the body of a woman.
The surrounding vassals do not appreciate the succession of the title by a woman, so they are unable to do this or that.
Is that all?
There are two tall mountain houses around the manor.
There was nothing he couldn’t handle if he and Heukyoung came out, but even that was not possible because the two sanchae had close relationships with nearby territories.
But it’s not that I don’t have a lot of troops, and I don’t have family influence, so I’m going to go crazy and jump up and down.
So-young, who suffered from a headache for a long time, finally couldn’t stand it and screamed.
“No answer! This is a place where there are no answers!”
Heukyoung, who was watching from the side, laughed bitterly at her screams.
“Calm down. Being hot doesn’t mean good ideas come to mind.”
“Do you look calm now after seeing this?!”
He holds up a piece of paper scattered randomly on the desk.
Quite large sums were written on them.
“It’s a debt.”
“Yes, debt! It’s not just a debt, it’s a debt so big that you wonder if you have to sell the mansion to repay it! Where the hell did you borrow this money from? What did you trust and borrowed the money for?”
She complained in tears.
“There’s nothing strange about this family dying right now. There won’t be any taxes to pay to the royal family next year. If that happens, the title may be forfeited.”
To raise this family again?
I’d rather turn the orc colony in the back mountain into a city!
He swallowed the words that had filled his throat.
I came to solve the count’s problems, but I can’t see any hope.
The only breakthrough would be the death of the lord right now and the transfer of all authority over the territory to his daughter, Levia, but the possibility of that happening was remarkably small.
Dark Young, who understood the situation roughly, spoke lowly.
“…Then I guess I have no choice but to kill the lord.”
At those words, Soyoung let out a small sigh and nodded her head.
“I hate that way, but I can’t refute this time.”
“What are you going to do after killing me?”
“First, I will leave a will in the handwriting of the lord. Since it was a personal letter left by the monarch, the vassals would not be able to step out recklessly. If you don’t, you’ll be accused of treason.”
“Right. What are you going to do with Gabo?”
“As you can see just now, Count Cerian is a family that lacks both funds and troops. In order for Levia to inherit the title, she needs to pay tribute to the king. We only have harps, so we push through with money and buy them ourselves.”
‘Anyway, she doesn’t seem to treat family heirlooms,’ he murmurs.
The Dark Spirit, who was crossing his arms, untied his hands.
“i get it.”
“I’ll tell you in advance, but let’s disguise it as an accidental death.”
“Know. Please do not ask for a will.”
“okay.”
The two who planned the lord’s assassination ended their conversation and naturally dispersed.
* * *
Soyoung walked in the garden to cool off for a while.
The beautiful garden with red roses embroidered here and there seems to be comparable to the royal garden.
“The gardener has a lot to do.”
After walking for a while while spouting candid comments, I saw Levia sitting on the terrace and looking up at the sky.
At first glance, a blank expression.
Soyoung approached and pretended to know.
“I thought you were at least looking at work, but I’m surprised.”
Although she didn’t feel any presence, Levia, who was startled by the voice coming from the side, was a little wary.
‘It’s this person again.’
Whenever I am in the mansion, I always unexpectedly run into the little woman in front of me.
At first, I thought it was just a coincidence, but after repeating it over and over again, I couldn’t dismiss it as a coincidence anymore.
Hiding her embarrassment, Levia greeted her face to face.
“You seem busy all night, did you sleep well?”
“The horse has thorns. Thanks to you, I rested comfortably.”
“Fortunately, the. I was worried that you might be uncomfortable.”
A voice that doesn’t even come to mind.
Levia handed Soyoung a cup of tea.
“It’s not like there’s poison in it, is it?”
“I am not so stupid as to do things I cannot handle. Please eat in peace.”
It was said as a joke, but the answer came back heavier than expected.
Are you saying that if you can handle it, you’ll even get poisoned?
Feeling uncomfortable inside, Soyoung accepted the teacup.
“It just went well. I have something to say.”
“If you have something to say…”
“It’s about Yeongji.”
“yes. Please speak.”
Levia’s eyes changed at the word ‘youngji’.
Already, the atmosphere seemed similar to that of the lord of a territory, so So-yeong thought it was quite right.
“First of all, we’ll talk about the problems outside the territory… Do you have any countermeasures prepared?”
Medium to large sized monsters and bandits of extraordinary skill.
Even though it was the territory of the Marquis, it was not possible to deal with all of them in a situation where there were foreign enemies to keep in check.
I deliberately asked a question that was difficult to answer, but she answered without hesitation.
“To be honest, there is no way. The footsteps of the merchants were cut off as the monsters and bandits were infested. The royal family is also busy with royal affairs, so the Countess Bonn is completely isolated right now.”
After hearing the words, Soyoung nodded and took a sip of the tea.
If she lied or exaggerated the current situation, she would have stood up without a word and forcibly prepared for the count’s transformation.
But she was well aware of the situation she was in.
position to receive assistance.
Without any lies, even the parts that could be embarrassing were frankly revealed.
It was the least polite thing to do to ask for help.
Soyoung put down the teacup.
“Fortunately, I am not stupid. As you know, the lord we serve has ordered us to solve the problem with the count family. As subordinates, we intend to follow that order at the cost of our lives.”
“I know. On behalf of the head of Count Bonserian, I deeply thank you.”
“Don’t like it too much. For when something is gained, there is also something to be lost.”
“That means…”
Soyoung said in a voice so small that only she could hear it.
“We can deal with the monsters and bandits outside. But it’s not that far. In order for this estate to survive, it needs a new monarch. So we intend to kill your father, Count Cerian.”
At Soyoung’s words, like thunder from the sky, Levia let go of the teacup she was holding.
Clink-!
When servants approach with the sound of breaking morale.
It was Levia, no one else, who raised her hand to stop them.
Leaving the attendants far behind, she looked at So-young with a serious face.
“What I am saying now is not something that can be simply dismissed as a joke.”
“I don’t intend to make the story long. Make a decision as the next monarch. Will you save your father and abandon your family, or choose your family and kill your father?”
After saying that, Soyoung stood up.
Levia, who reflexively tried to catch her, saw the grotesque reflection on So-young’s face.
Eyes that show no emotion at all.
The lips are stubbornly closed, as if not to say a word about him.
Unlike holding the hilt of a sword in front of a child and encouraging him to kill his father, there was no emotion of sadness, anger, joy, or resentment there.
It’s just indifferent, as if it’s from another world.
That look made me feel a little resentful.
Levia said involuntarily.
“Are you telling your son to kill his father? I don’t know what kind of help your lord wants, but don’t you think he’ll regret that way of life later?”
To her words, Soyoung still answered in a low-pitched voice.
“Either way, regrets remain. If you think about it for a long time, it will only deepen your thoughts.”
“…”
So-young left a word and tidied up her seat.
* * *
The road to Count Cerian’s family.
After encountering countless hordes of monsters, Ray was fed up.
“Even if it were unexplored, it wouldn’t be this much.”
I wonder if it was a small monster, but since there were only medium and large sized monsters like orcs and trolls, I was terrified.
“Fire ball.”
The fireball fired by the priest bishop hit the orc’s head squarely.
The fire moved in an instant, and the burnt orc collapsed.
It might be scary at this level, but monsters continued to come in droves, as if they were blinded.
“There will be no end to this.”
Despite being a wizard, Ley waved her hand aside from the bishop and priest, who were engaged in an all-out war with the orcs.
“Earth spear.”
Quad Deuk-!
Sharp roots protruding from the ground pierced the bodies of the orcs.
“Kuaaa!”
Quaang-! bang-!
Its body is so hard that it cannot be killed with a single hit of magic.
Rather, they writhe in pain and run wild, and the forest quickly becomes a mess.
“Even if we kill them all, the corpses will block the road! Would you rather go back?”
“I can’t afford that!”
“Then what shall we do! At this rate, everyone will be eaten!”
The bishop priest shouted while dealing with a number of orcs he had never seen before in his life.
Then a truly crazy sound came back.
“Ignore the Count’s family and run!”
Did you hear me wrong?
The bishop said as he managed to push the orc who ran up close.
“It sounds like you are saying to ignore everything because the surroundings are noisy! I beg your pardon?”
“So let’s ignore it and run!”
The bishop, who was dumbfounded, stared blankly at him, not even thinking about knocking out the orc for a moment.
Isn’t this pure shit?
The moment she was about to protest.
Ray suddenly grabbed the bishop’s hand and pulled it.
“Haste! Air hand!”
Her body became as light as a feather, and she flew through the sky with one leap.
Is it possible for the body of a person who has not learned flight magic to have such a long flight time?
Embarrassed, she cried.
“What do you mean?”
“Don’t worry! It’s up there!”
When I looked up at the ominous answer, there were two horses in the air, crouching in contemplation.
A man runs after a horse.
It also uses magic to pick up a horse and run.
Isn’t it hard to go through in one life even if it’s an alien species that lives a long life compared to humans?
The bishop-priest gave up thinking with his mouth open.