To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 779

Episode 779 Heirloom Stolen (1)

Ray hurriedly pushed the surroundings away.

“Air hand!”

The new model of the children who were watching nearby him was gently pushed away.

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

“What’s going on?”

Maybe it’s because he’s never been directly affected by magic, even though he’s seen it before.

The children were perplexed by the foreign sensations surrounding their bodies.

whether they are surprised or not.

When Ray saw the enormous amount of divine power emanating from the entrance, he turned white.

vast

The divine power I felt right now was so deep and wide that I doubted if I could explain it with these words.

The black spirit standing next to him also muttered with a face he hadn’t seen before.

“Divine power… why…”

If this happens, it is almost an established fact that Cerian’s heirloom is related to Gaia.

Soyoung said.

“This is a bit surprising. Wouldn’t it be better to report to the Holy Kingdom?”

“Good to see. Let me see for a moment.”

“Ho Ho. It’s really fun.”

When So-young, who had been talking without a smile on her face, stepped out in front of the stone gate, Heuk-young stopped her.

“what?”

“Calm down. The first step is to take action.”

“I haven’t even looked inside yet. There can be no countermeasures to be taken, right?”

“Even so, that means not now. I think it’s better to think carefully at times like this.”

“Keep…”

I wanted to refute it, but it was true.

So-young, who had been breathing in the deep divine power that had been emanating from earlier, finally wiped her drool and closed her mind.

“okay. Let’s go back for now.”

The Dark Spirit, relieved by him, stood aside.

When So-yeong and Heuk-yeong walked away from Seongmun.

Ray went inside as if it were natural.

“uh?”

“No, wait, my saint…”

There was no time to say anything.

It is absurd to lightly ignore the opinions of the two and enter.

Black Spirit sighed and said.

“We have to seal the area. I’ll tell you, but we can’t go in.”

Divine power emanating from the entrance.

He was a saint, so he endured it. If those with weak mana or holy power entered, they could lose their lives.

Just looking at it now, several of his children were approaching with interest.

Soyoung openly expressed her regret and sent them back.

“Go back to bed. I can’t go any further.”

“If you don’t want to get caught up in the holy power, don’t step over this stone.”

Heukyoung put a stone the size of a human head in a pile.

Fortunately, the disciples were good listeners, so no one went against their words.

“Here I am guarding. Go and tell Levia.”

“okay. Like it or not, it’s her territory now, so it’s right to let people know.”

When artifacts or ruins are found, they must be reported to the lord of the relevant territory.

After escaping the deep ruins with just one run, she headed for the county.

* * *

Inside the mansion, Levia, who was conversing with the leaders of the Wizards Association, interrupted the conversation for a moment when she heard a knock coming from outside the door.

“Come on in.”

“Excuse me for a moment.”

What Soyoung saw after coming inside was Levia, whose expression was as stiff as the seniors in the association with serious faces.

She asked, looking at Soyoung.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s not a big deal… I came to report it because it seems that there are ruins from your estate. Our lord has already gone inside, isn’t it okay?”

Nominally, relics and relics belong to the lord.

It could be said that it was disrespectful to the lord as he rushed inside to investigate before he even reported the report.

Levia nodded once as if it was okay.

“It doesn’t matter. But ruins… I guess I’ll have to see for myself. Do you also like the words of the Association?”

Count Vincent, who was sitting across from her words, also got up.

“I know that I am not qualified to discuss your estate with you. However, no matter where you look at such magic tools found in the backyard, you can’t think of them as a general category. I want you to hand it over to this association.”

“I should have told you I had no intention of doing that.”

“I don’t think it’s a bad suggestion for you either. From what I’ve heard, I heard that the Cerian Spirit is having trouble with monsters externally. We can promise you support from this association.”

What else does this mean?

Soyoung, who overheard their conversation, asked Count Vincent.

“Is the association coveting magic tools?”

“Craving? I’m just asking you to turn it over for a few months to investigate.”

In other words, since the magical value of magic tools seems high, they hope to study them.

If you’re a wizard, you’re supposed to be a subordinate who laughs and cries over a magic or two, but the problem is that Levia doesn’t have the heart to do that at all.

“I, the lord, take care of the affairs of this territory. It’s not a matter for Count Vincent or the Association to intervene.”

Levia gave a short greeting without saying anything.

“I will wake up first. Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

In the awkward atmosphere, So-Young was almost pushed out of the way.

* * *

“What is all this?”

The inside is so dark that you can’t even see the front and the air is stuffy.

When I touch the wall, I feel a slightly sticky texture.

I don’t want to use magic at all in a place like this where the holy power runs rampant, but I can’t help it because I can’t see.

Ray memorized the starting language.

“Light.”

A bright light illuminated the interior of the ruins.

Then, you see a grotesque road lined with numerous stone statues, large and small.

A girl with long hair in a shabby outfit.

A strong-looking woman with scars on her face.

Or a young man in a well-dressed robe.

Their attitudes were so unique that they had a lot in common.

All of them were distorted in pain or looked like they were drowning in sorrow.

‘I don’t know who made it, but it’s such a bad taste.’

Among them, there was a statue of a woman smiling happily, but the posture she was standing in felt like she was right after killing someone.

I walked along the road, looking at each of the stone statues that seemed to come alive at any moment.

When I thought I had come halfway down the road without even a side road, I saw the last stone statue.

Unlike the previous stone statues, it appears to be lying without strength.

Hair that falls gently down your shoulders.

There was a smile on his lips that seemed to be relieved, but the moment he saw it, a person passed through Ray’s head.

‘…Iriel?’

There is no certainty.

It’s just because the atmosphere of the stone statue resembles it.

My heart was in denial, but my head had already clearly recalled an image.

posture of the statue.

That is the appearance of Iriel right before he disappeared.

A saintess who committed disrespect to the goddess before dying and was unable to leave even her body behind.

There must be few people besides himself who saw the smile he showed at the end.

Then, what the hell is that stone statue with the same smile as back then?

Is it simply a coincidence?

Did an object made by a skilled mason a long time ago coincidentally resemble Iriel?

That is nonsense.

“This is…”

Ray approached and touched the stone statue. It’s

cold

and hard as expected.

It feels crude, nothing more and nothing less than stones rolling around.

The impression was quite shabby.

What were you expecting?

“I don’t know what this is doing.”

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Ray continued on his way.

Although I like it somehow.

If this is also the will of heaven, there will be a time when we will meet again.

He struggled to suppress the feeling of wanting to turn around and walked with more strength than before.

* * *

At the end of the road was a small cave.

The entrance was so small that I almost had to crawl to get inside.

“Oh, it’s saksin.”

Even if it’s not, my whole body is aching after I’ve been supporting my magic tools without resting for the past few days.

I should have rested for a bit.

Let’s enter the cave with belated regrets behind.

I see the shape of something with a brilliant light.

A lump of light the size of only two fingers.

It was sitting quietly on top of a pile of fine soil, but somehow it felt divine just looking at it, and it felt like my fatigue was gone.

A warm feeling enveloping the air.

Seeing it as the source of enormous divine power, it was infinitely calm.

If you look at it, you will naturally become reverent, so rather than rushing closer to the mass of light, Ray first observed it from a distance.

What is this?

A faint mass of light.

It feels like it will break any moment if you touch it.

“Could it be Gaia’s finger or something like that?”

Ray, who naturally harbored blasphemous thoughts in the sacred scene, turned around as if he had just had a good idea.

A special sealed pouch.

When you carefully open the entrance, a thick mage exudes.

Ray frowned at the intense smell that stung his nostrils.

“The stench is still there.”

It was a familiar color and was part of the undead dragon’s body.

I had it just in case, but I’m not a necromancer anyway, so there’s no way I’ll ever use it.

He raised his mana and fought against the demon.

Throw the undead dragon’s bone next to the heirloom.

Roaring-!

White flames rose, and soon the bones of the undead dragon, unable to withstand the sacredness, disappeared without leaving even a handful of ashes.

Although it is a bone fragment without a dragon heart, it is still the remnant of an undead dragon.

I hope it will literally perish.

“Isn’t this really like Gaia’s finger?”

It seems that the thickness and shape are somehow similar, and if it was cut during the War of the Heavenly Demon, wouldn’t it be plausible?

Will Gaman’s fingers reattach after suture surgery?

I know the human body well, but I don’t know much about the body.

Ray, who was imagining useless things, stopped laughing.

What can’t be

If this was really a part of the body, why did Gaia put it in such a dark and gloomy cave?

He packed the heirloom in the pocket that held the undead dragon.

Despite the specially treated material, the divine power flowed through the pocket.

A level of energy that surpasses that of an undead dragon.

Those who couldn’t handle it were damaged by divine power just by stepping into the ruins.

Ruins hidden underground and strange stone statues inside.

And even an heirloom that exudes divine power.

All of them are full of unknown things, so my head hurts.

“I have no choice but to leave it to the Holy Kingdom.”

Even if he brought it to the principality, there would be no talented person who could interpret such an enormous divine power.

After thinking about it for a moment, he left the ruins.