To Hell with Being a Saint, I'm a Doctor

Chapter 437

episode 437 the created saint (6)

the heretic inquisitors withdrew from the village.

‘if it becomes known that the inquisition is keeping an eye on the village, the union won’t move recklessly.’

as an alliance that doesn’t want to give the seongguk an excuse to intervene, it will observe the situation a little more carefully.

that will buy you time.

it will not be easy to break the alliance from the outside as it is made up of point organizations and acts, but if that doesn’t work, you can break it from the inside.

the starting point will be a mountain located near the village.

the commotion that shook the town disappeared as quickly as it had come.

the villagers were relieved that the heretic questioner easily backed down.

“fortunately, the. if i made a mistake, i could have been driven to the village of heretics.”

“then, those are the only ones left.”

they glared at the bandits hanging in the center of the village.

the bandits begged him.

“please save my life!”

“i will do whatever you ask!”

of course, their pleas were not going to work.

“don’t be ridiculous! i still shudder when i think of the villagers you kidnapped!”

“from what mouth do you say such abominable things! i’ll kill you right now!”

it grinds its teeth as if it would kill any moment.

the moment when the sturdy village men were about to approach the bandits.

ray slipped between them.

“...saint?”

“what are you doing?”

as if protecting them, the eyes of the men in the village became slightly fierce.

ray did not give in to the appearance of the villagers, who seemed like they would attack him if he made fun of a word.

“could you please leave the treatment of these to me?”

at his words, the villagers who exchanged glances with each other shook their heads.

“no matter how much my benefactor says, i don’t think i can listen to that.”

“...these are the guys who kidnapped my wife. these are the words of the benefactor who saved the village, but i cannot forgive them.”

ray shook his head without saying anything.

know.

ray knew that there was no way he could forgive, and the villagers knew too.

the damage that the bandits did to the village was so great, and there were many things that hurt them.

the village, which had weak power and lack of power and lack of supplies, had no choice but to be helpless in the meantime.

they lost the home they had built their whole life on.

wealth was robbed and even little happiness was ravenously plundered by them.

they were bandits who were barely able to catch them while being robbed and ridiculed like that.

there were only a few of them, but to the villagers, those few were targets of revenge.

all the grudges that have been built up so far are all directed towards ‘just a few guys’.

can’t forgive

should not be forgiven

even now, he seemed to want to cut off his hand with a farm implement, but it was in front of him, so he could feel that he was holding back desperately.

i blocked the sound of going to the bandits with mana so that ray wouldn’t be seen.

“then kill me.”

his voice sounded cold and quiet.

“if it were me, i would have thought of using them to destroy all the living things. as much as they took my life, they must have taken away their lives as well. we’ve already lost too much to be satisfied with just a few guys. if we don’t get rid of all the bandits, the castle won’t be full.”

the villagers clenched their fists.

“we do not have the strength to do so.”

“...how can a person born and raised in the village deal with bandits who have learned swordsmanship?”

they compromised early because they knew their strength.

sanchae was literally like a festival atmosphere.

an armful of kegs were placed on the floor, and all sorts of delicacies from the mountains and seas that we couldn’t even see except on a few days embroidered the chairs.

this was a luxurious award that even aristocrats could not afford.

the problem is that chae-joo turns on the lights in her eyes and doesn’t let her touch them.

when the splinted hand approached the food, chae-joo’s hand moved first.

they are not the only ones whose hands have become dirty like that.

the bandits gulped down their saliva.

“that looks so delicious.”

“the table is so wide, wouldn’t it get caught if i secretly ate at least one?”

“do you think the monstrous chae-joo won’t be able to see a single one of them? arthur. then break your leg.”

as they stared at the stool and were salivating, a loud noise came from the entrance.

boo woo woo-!

there was a roar, as if someone had blown a trumpet, and a figure wearing a dark cloth robe appeared alive.

chae-joo, who couldn’t even look at him properly, hurriedly ran.

“i’m sorry for the trouble i’ve caused.”

at that, the black figure looked at chae-joo.

pale skin and a slim body that is close to the level of hunger beyond slimness.

the black figure was so thin that i was worried that if i touched it wrongly, i would break a bone.

hana’s voice, on the contrary, was not thick enough.

“it’s noisy.”

the magi that erupted from his voice pricked his skin like it was alive.

chae-joo hurriedly lowered her head.

“sorry. i will bite you soon.”

as he waved his hand, fan owner mien, who was closely watching the situation from one side, bit the bandits.

“everyone go back to their original positions.”

at her words, the bandits expressed their regret, but retreated without saying a word.

it was because chae-joo could run away after saying something for no reason.

when there were only three of them left in the spacious space, the black figure took off his robe.

then, dark red skin with wrinkles and no hair was revealed.

a skin color similar to that of a demon.

chaeju, who looked at him for a moment, honestly admired him.

“have you finally reached the level you wanted? i will reduce the daesung!”

“i just got started. it was only after i came up that i realized that i had a long way to go, so this is also the subtlety of black magic.”

then, mian looked at him with a puzzled face.

the last time i saw it, it was definitely called ‘six hearts’.

in black magic, ‘heart’ means circle.

however, since it is said that it has reached the level there, then there is only one thing left.

‘circle 7...lord of dark magic...’

finally, the level of lord, which no one had ever climbed among the black magicians, was born.

this meant that, at a small scale, he could build a mage tower to keep all kingdoms in check, and at a large scale, it meant that since he had pioneered the level of the 7th circle, which was said to be impossible, there was a possibility of surpassing the level of the 8th and 9th circles in the future.

at this point, the power of the two forces, the small kingdom alliance and the dark force, was frightening.

chae-ju suggested a chair.

“it’s not like this, but i’m going to have a toast. would you like a drink?”

“i don’t like cheap liquor like this, but there’s nothing i can’t do on a day like today.”

when the black man sat down and offered a glass, chaeju politely filled his glass.

“i think he must have been happy too.”

“no matter what, you were happy. he even gave me such a cool magic stone.”

when he took out a leather pouch from his bosom, he found a magic stone bigger than a fist.

inside the shining magic stone, there was a young demonic energy shimmering in ink.

the black figure raised the corner of his mouth.

“this is the magic that the demons had. hehehe.”