To Hell With Being A Saint, I’m A Doctor - Chapter 82

Episode 82 Defending the Border (1)

“Yes?”

Even Iriel, who had finished preparing to listen while taking a deep breath, couldn’t help but be surprised.

What do you mean? Sending a saint to the border.

‘Isn’t that why I’m asking the holy son to close the border?’

How can a pope arbitrarily give orders to the representative of God?

However, a few exceptions exist everywhere.

The current case was an exception to that.

If the pope gives an order in the present situation, he cannot refuse the order unless there is another justification.

It wasn’t just Iriel, it was the same for Ray.

Normally, you would say, ‘You requested it,’ but Marquis Harold clearly said, ‘You ordered it.’

That means the pope ‘ordered’ Ray.

Iriel thought while biting his nails.

‘If the pope is to give an order, it must be a considerable force. What kind of kingdom dares to go to war against the Holy Kingdom?’

she asked Marquis Harold.

“Who is the other country?”

“That… there is no other country.”

“…No?”

“yes. The opponent is estimated to be a significant number of undead and monsters.”

Iriel breathed in again at the words of the Marquis.

“Oh undead!”

“…It seems to have been resurrected… The Necromancer…”

“Oh my God…”

Iriel covered her mouth with both hands.

Necromancy is one of the worst of all black magic.

Has it been resurrected?

This was not a problem unique to Seongguk.

Calmly grasping the situation, she said to the Marquis.

“Send messengers to the Empire and neighboring kingdoms right now!”

“It has already been sent. However… it will take time for them to come. At least two days… In the meantime, we must hold out as best we can.”

“…a border only for enduring. That’s why you’re sending your saint. The Pope…”

Iriel gritted his teeth.

How dare the pope use God’s agent as a discard.

This cannot and should not be.

Of course, she knew that Ray would not be easily defeated.

However, instead of being able to use mana, he cannot use divine power.

No matter how great the 9th circle is, what is it! Mana has a limit and enemies come in with infinite life force!

Ray’s magic will come to a limit in front of an army that continues to stand up even if it falls.

In fact, in the war that took place during the age of sorcery, even the mages of the 7th circle were defeated.

Of course, the Pope probably doesn’t know that Ray can’t use divine power.

No, it was a fact that not only the Pope but everyone in the Holy Land did not know.

Can you imagine that, since he is generating tremendous divine power around his body?

It means that the saint cannot use divine power.

“How many troops are accompanying the Holy Son?”

“…the 3rd Holy Knights, the Holy Altar, and the Royal Guard. They are already ready to play and are moving to the border.”

Iriel frowned and asked.

“Couldn’t that be the end?”

“…”

Iriel shouted at Marquis Harold, who was speechless.

“The opponent is a necromancer from that age of sorcery! Unless the pope is insane, you should know very well that you can’t even count on that level of troops!”

Despite the saintess’ excessive remarks towards the pope, Marquis Harold did not say anything.

He opened his mouth with difficulty.

“Many movements are emerging one after another, not only outside but also inside. Even the pope can’t do anything to stop the forces trying to rebel or the monsters suddenly going mad.”

“I can’t…”

Iriel put her hand on her head.

my head hurts. What kind of force could drive the kingdom to this extent?

Seeing Iriel standing there with a devastated expression, Marquis Harold lowered his head calmly.

“…I’m leaving now.”

The Marquis hurriedly left the place.

He must be trying to prepare for this situation that may be the last.

Anyone who heard the news would react like the Marquis.

Meeting family, arranging a way to live, or praying to God.

Each one will prepare for the end.

I had no intention of sitting down because of her.

Iriel gritted his teeth and started running somewhere.

* * *

Two knights brought the pope’s messenger.

Ray picked up the parchment and looked at the knights while reading.

“So you want me to go to the border?”

“…That’s right.”

“…”

The two knights couldn’t bear to raise their heads.

How can you not know they are

That is, the order given to the saint means that he faithfully fulfills his role as a discarder and returns.

To ask a saint at such a young age to go to the border and die.

How could they say such a thing?

The head naturally bowed more deeply.

Ray looked at it and guessed the situation.

‘Just looking at the contents of the parchment, it’s not like they’re telling you to search at the border, right? Is that why Mr. Eclay suddenly ran out?’

After receiving the messenger from the mansion, she hurriedly donned plate armor and ran out, which made sense.

This means that the kingdom is in an urgent situation.

Furthermore, according to the book, he could not handle the necromancer alone.

Nevertheless, seeing that he is sending the saint himself, it must be that even the Pope has no choice.

It must be a serious matter to the point of using an adult called God’s agent as a throwaway card.

The opponent is just as powerful.

It was absurd that they hadn’t thought about attacking the inside since it was a force that possessed necromancers.

Even if the border is blocked, it may collapse from the inside and be useless.

‘This is embarrassing.’

Ray put the parchment handed over into his bosom and said.

“Tell the Pope that we are going.”

There was no longer any reason to show respect to the pope.

There is no need to respect someone who wants to use their life as a throwaway card.

One of the knights looked up at Ray’s appearance.

“Please…”

The knight, who was about to say something, finally lowered his head and said nothing.

Ray smiled at him.

“I am not going to die. I’m going to stop it.”

As long as I had a job to save someone, I always had the opposite situation in mind.

It is even more strange that now I am trembling with fear.

By order of the pope, Ray’s steps headed towards the border.

The knights watching his small back as he left did not raise their heads for a long time.

* * *

The 3rd Holy Knights and the Royal Guard of the Holy Altar were heading to the border on the same road.

Killing as many undead and monsters as possible before the arrival of the saint was all they could do for the saint.

It was the same for both of them to die at the border.

Who wouldn’t be afraid of death?

Moreover, in the case of the Holy Altar, there were also young priests and priests, so the fear must have been greater.

I can see a few people who are already trembling as they prepare for camp.

The commanders of the Holy Knights and Holy Altar Guards were preparing for tomorrow’s battle inside their tents.

“Finally, tomorrow is the temple day… Are you ready?”

“There is no problem with the Royal Guard.”

“It is the same with the Knights.”

“I think it would be better for the Holy Knights to take the lead.”

“All right. The Holy Altar provides cover from the rear.”

“Then, our guards will fight while protecting the Holy Altar.”

Spread out the map and decide where to fight and how to form herpes.

As his life was at stake, he set up a strategy through more serious and heated discussions than anyone else.

They talked about tomorrow’s battle for a while, and then sat down on a chair and took out a drink.

It was a drink handed down as a celebratory drink to defend the border.

However, there will be no one in this place who does not know.

That this was the last drink Seongguk gave him before he died.

“Whoa… The undead are the opponents… It still doesn’t feel realistic. Ha ha ha…”

The leader of the Holy Altar let out a helpless laugh.

At that, the commander of the guards and knights laughed bitterly.

“It tastes very bitter.”

They make useless impressions, but no one points them out.

After a moment of silence, the knight commander awkwardly opened his mouth.

“At times like this, I can’t help but think of my family first. Heh heh heh.”

At that, the captain of the guards also gulped down a drink and said,

“ha ha ha. I also thought of my family first rather than God who is far away. At a time like this, why do you want to see your disgusting son and son so much… I should have come to see you at least in a hurry.”

The head of the Holy Altar also agreed.

“I also had a daughter this time.”

“Is that true? Congratulations. ha ha ha.”

“Come to think of it, you’re still newlyweds.”

He said scratching his head shyly.

“yes. My wife is probably still waiting.”

“Hey, I’m envious. My wife just scolded me for going out to sleep. ha ha ha.”

“Ha ha ha ha ha!”

The fear of death that came before my eyes. Everyone tried to hide the sadness of leaving their family behind with laughter.

After that, they continued to drink without saying anything.

Why can’t I get drunk no matter how much I drink?

Is it because of a sense of duty to protect the country or because of the determination that he cannot let the undead kill his family?

Their eyes were more spleen and tough than ever.

Because they had no place to retreat.

But I didn’t know them. That there is someone coming towards the border at breakneck speed.

* * *

The border was quite a distance from Selonia.

It is about twice the distance from Selonia to Gehel.

Ray was heading for the border at breakneck speed.

It seems to be faster than the speed at which they ran to Gehel.

‘At times like this, I wish I had learned flight magic.’

There are no obstacles in the sky. So, if you use flying magic to cross all over the place, you should be able to arrive faster.

If I had learned from Aira before coming to the Holy Land…

Such a thought crept up in my heart.

There was a reason Ray was in such a hurry.

He thought he was going to the border alone. But that wasn’t it.

I heard that a total of three troops, including the 3rd Holy Knights, the Holy Altar, and the Royal Guard, have already headed to the border.

His steps, which were already in a hurry, became even faster.

This is because the power difference between the opponent and the opponent is so obvious, but the troops of the Seongguk side heading to the border were truly modest.

In this way, there will be no dog death. As soon as they collide, the troops will be smashed to pieces, and the opposing forces advancing to the border will not suffer any damage.

I’d rather be alone. What would I do if I was given such an ambiguous military force?