To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 79

Episode 79 Move (3)

Orcs fell asleep with his terrifying words.

I’m about to put all the orcs around me to sleep in preparation for an unexpected situation.

If they go on a rampage and even dust gets into the wound, it will be a headache.

Even as Ray, he had no intention of killing an orc, so he was paying attention in his own way.

Of course, the wound did not need to be re-incised. He wrapped mana around his fingers and made them pointy.

As he stabbed the orc’s large forearm with his hand, blood began to flow.

It doesn’t stop bleeding right away, but it doesn’t flow.

I stabbed a few more places while adjusting my strength.

The blood was transparent, as he had thought. If it had a certain thickness, it could also serve as a magnifying glass like a cow’s eyeball.

If there was a problem, it was degrees. Just as eyeglasses have a power, the artificial lens also has a power.

However, there was no medical device to measure the frequency in another world.

Therefore, it was necessary to create several more intraocular lenses of various thicknesses.

It’s because he doesn’t know exactly what will fit in Eclay’s eyes.

It’s just a rough guess, but if I insert an intraocular lens with a different power for no reason, more difficult problems might arise.

This is an experiment that has finally reached its end. A look of tension crept over Ray’s face.

Gulp –

swallowing saliva, I watched with half concern and half expectation.

If this goes well, it may be possible to create the much-awaited artificial lens.

If that happens, I’ll be able to fix Eclay’s eyes as well.

It wasn’t long before the bleeding stopped. It should have been natural since he only poked it lightly for the sake of the experiment.

Ray stared at the wound.

The orc’s blood did not fall to the ground, but hung on his forearm in a semi-solid state, maintaining its shape.

At that, the corners of Ray’s mouth went up.

‘…succeded.’

* * *

Ray poured orc blood into a specially processed leather pouch.

Even the remaining wounds were completely treated by him, so they were not even included in the axis of the scars.

After canceling the magic on the orcs, he hurriedly left the Gehel Mountains and headed for Selonia.

Now you can make an artificial lens! You can fix Eclay’s eyes!

Ray’s footsteps were very light in that joy.

As for how light it was, it was enough to cover a distance that took half a day to come in just four hours.

The first thing he did upon arriving in Selonia was to find Eclay’s mansion.

As if the knights of the mansion were used to it, they looked at Ray and prostrated themselves.

“Are you coming now?”

Now, it’s almost like greeting the owner.

As if the ownership of this house was jointly owned by both Eclay and Ray.

Ray entered the mansion roughly receiving the knight’s greeting.

He didn’t bother going to say hello to Eclay.

It was almost informal anyway. You won’t be kicked out for not saying hello once, saying it’s rude.

Rather than that, it was time to focus on the production of an artificial lens.

Ray locked himself in Eclay’s lab.

There was enough blood to make an artificial lens.

Originally, it should be made of acrylic glass called Perspecs for excellent performance, but since it was impossible to make it and did not know how to make it, there was no choice but to make it a substitute for Perspecs.

After thinking about it over and over, the answer I came up with was the blood of an orc transplanted with tissue from another species.

It was only discovered that the blood of orcs transplanted with tissues from other races became transparent by chance.

All he had to do now was how to shape it.

Imagining a small lens, Ray took out a piece of wood and held it up.

The size of the artificial lens has been measured before.

Without hesitation, Ray began to carve the block of wood.

Swish – Swish –

Originally, it should have been a crunching sound.

But the only sound I could hear was the sound of paper rubbing against each other.

It was because he was cutting with mana, which boasted enormous density, coated on the carving knife.

Fortunately, there was a job called a sculptor in another world, so I almost made a sculptor myself.

‘It’s a lens… a lens…’

He endlessly imagines the shape of a lens and carves out a piece of wood.

Concentration like a devil unfolded without fail.

Entering the mansion at the beginning of the evening, he did not let go of the chisel until the sun rose again.

* * *

“…still doing it?”

Eclay looked at Ray with a tired expression.

Knowing that he had returned yesterday, she shook her head at the sight of him shutting himself in the lab all day cutting wood.

I honestly didn’t know what I was doing.

I should be able to understand what the artificial lens is and what the degree is.

But he was silently cutting wood.

However, the results are noticeably better.

The first piece of wood cut was clearly polished in its own way, but it was angular and did not look like a hemisphere.

Besides, how well he was able to concentrate, even when he was cutting dozens of them, he had the same eyes as he did the first time.

He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if he had finished cutting down the tree he was working on.

Anyone can see that he is a professional sculptor.

“Whoa… are you here?”

It’s been quite a while since I came.

“okay. Here you come, boy. What the hell are you cutting down trees for? Are you not satisfied with the income of a saint, so you want to become a sculptor?”

Ray laughed at her joke.

“I will show you now. what are you going to do?”

“huh?”

He waved a small pouch at her, who tilted her head in puzzlement.

Ray said with a grin.

“This guy is the material to fix Mr. Eclay’s eyes.”

* * *

Their movements weren’t fast, but they weren’t slow either.

two days ahead. In two days, the Holy Kingdom will perish at their own hands.

And they will be able to devour surrounding kingdoms, including the Holy Kingdom.

The brown robe giggled while licking the tongue around the lips, as if it were sweet just thinking about it.

“It’s not long now. The day I will hold the continent in my hands…”

How many days have you been active in the shadows?

Raising Assassins and being rejected by wizards.

When they were young, the wizards who lived proudly with their chests open were no different from themselves, so why on earth couldn’t they just be themselves?

It was a black magic that he tried his hand at as a reaction against him. But because of that, he never imagined that he would end up looking down on the kingdom.

Now I could get my revenge.

To the high-nosed royal palace wizards who claimed their own magic.

If the castle is destroyed, neighboring countries will prepare in their own way, but it is meaningless.

This is because monsters exist in their country as well.

Even the Lessian Empire would be in trouble if they controlled monsters internally and pressured them externally through troops.

There is not one such force, but five.

No kingdom can stop them.

It would be meaningless if they did not even give them time to plan a union, but if they invaded without even knowing if they were united, it would be meaningless.

Furthermore, the neighboring kingdoms are eager to expand their borders with each other. How can we unite in such an imminent situation?

The brown robe looked at the distant mountains with a cold smile.

‘Coalition… Yes, it must be a fun spectacle to see bugs struggling together.’

You won’t be able to stop it by joining forces.

A gurg-creak-

a rattling sound came from behind the brown robe, along with the sound of something crying.

Skeleton soldiers with very thick bones.

Figures of knights holding sizable swords while wearing cloaks and armor. Even the horses they rode were skeletons clad in armor.

On one side, women quietly flying and crying.

If someone sees this, they’ll go crazy.

The hordes of walking dead and floating spirits are the magic of warlocks to anyone who sees them.

In addition, among those black magicians, the extremely vicious Necromancer.

It was because of this necromancer that the age of sorcery came to an end.

This is because there is no way for wizards with limited mana to survive in front of this necromancer who endlessly turns the dead into allies.

Moreover, the Deathknight, which protects the caster, is so strong that even Aura users cannot deal with it carelessly.

An opponent who can’t win from a distance is the strongest in an all-out war.

In the first place, there were those who dealt with divine powers that were in conflict with such necromancers, but there were few of them, so if they died, it was the end after that.

Troops surged like water and black magic poured incessantly.

In that nightmare, the past era of sorcery came to an end.

Warlocks and necromancers who had not been seen since. Some argued that they were gathering strength and that all warlocks should be found and killed, but that became the opinion of some.

It is because the pain of the past has been diluted as time goes by, and the claim has been broken by those who did not want to use their strength in vain.

Now, even if the magic world knew that black magicians still existed, their power was absurdly weak compared to the past, so they tended to leave it alone.

Because they could have trampled on them enough.

But could they have even imagined?

What the black magicians were planning now

?

If the Holy Kingdom disappears, there is no force that can stop them anywhere.

Even if he moved alone, he could have ridiculed one or two small kingdoms.

The top five of the dark magic world, including myself.

As they move their own forces and attack the Holy Kingdom, there is no way to stop it just because others know about it.

He was looking forward to the next two days.

How will the world react? How will the continent react each time a kingdom is destroyed?

What will they think when those they ignore make their home disappear with ignorant power?

“Chiggle.”

He laughed involuntarily.

I couldn’t be so happy to think that now I can reveal myself to the world confidently.

But there was something he didn’t know either.

A magician who handles mana that they looked down upon. There is a clear limit to mana, and there is a different being in the Holy Land than the wizard, who thought that they could not be opponents to the necromancer.

No matter how much a necromancer can infinitely resurrect the dead, he can’t compare to unlimited mana magic that uses mana in the atmosphere.