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

Chapter 707

episode 707: stop fire, we’re allies! (6)

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to be honest, even she herself was somewhat attracted to the magic tools she had never seen before.

it’s to the point where i want to disassemble it and see what the structure is like.

however, since the royal family had already designated the magic tool as a given national treasure, they could not recklessly study it.

philia shook her head.

“it is impossible.”

several wizards sighed at her short words.

it is a magic tool that may be the discovery of the century.

not being able to study such an object was painful for them.

dignifiedly knocking on the podium, she opened her mouth.

“as you all know, the effectiveness of magic tools has been proven. also, as a result of multiple checks by various wizards, it is almost certain that it is not a dangerous item.”

as the listeners seemed to agree, filia continued her words.

“therefore, we want to decide the treatment immediately.”

“that means...”

“yes. since his majesty’s will is stubborn, the magic tool will enter the royal castle. what we have to decide is whether to welcome the magic tool as a national treasure or as a gift from a foreign person.”

the wizards gathered in the hall understood philia’s meaning at once.

national treasures and gifts.

if i chose the former, i didn’t know if i should at least bestow a title on the saint who gave me a national treasure-level item.

moreover, despite his young age, he is undeniably the grand duke of the duchy of soleil.

giving someone a halfway title could have been an insult.

and above all, there was no territory in the current kingdom of gleiman that could be given away to the duke.

on the other hand, choosing the latter is a different story.

gifts are not compulsory.

if you do some kind of case, it will be a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of a bit of there is no need to give a title.

after thinking about it for a while, they insisted without saying who came first.

“i don’t think it is a national treasure.”

“only the latter would be more appropriate.”

“i have been favored, so it should be.”

unlike the king, who wanted to keep ray around even if he bestowed a title on him, the wizards unanimously opposed it.

however, philia also had a similar idea.

if it is designated as a national treasure, troublesome problems will arise.

knights dedicated to guarding the magic tools must be selected, and accordingly, several layers of anti-theft magic circles made by wizards squeezed blood must be overlapped.

is that all?

even a new building to store national treasures had to be built, so if you were to consider the time frame, it would have taken a year.

she also felt relieved when the magicians who were said to be using their strength in the royal capital united in one mind and shouted their objections.

“looks like the majority is over... i’ll say that to his majesty the king.”

* * *

ray sucked money from noble children all night long.

in addition to the food, he ordered expensive alcohol that made his mouth drop, and drank it instead of water.

even the faces of the children, who were bright at first, turned blue when it reached that level.

in the end, ray, who was sent off as if he was kicked out, headed for the inn that way.

“hey, i ate well.”

i was pounding my stomach and trying to enter the inn.

i saw knights in plate armor waiting at the entrance.

looking at the crest engraved on his chest, he must be a royal knight.

did he strengthen security because he was in trouble with the black room? let’s leave the question behind and enter the inn.

the knights who recognized him approached him.

“your majesty the prince.”

“yes?”

“you should go with me.”

talking about it with a brutal face comparable to that of a bandit made my limbs numb.

seeing them here, it seems that someone from the royal family has summoned him.

‘is it the king?’

well, as long as the matter is the matter, it’s worth calling.

the streets of the royal capital have become a mess.

ray nodded.

“all right. can i just eat a skewer or two before that?”

the knights, who were worried that they might refuse, opened their faces.

“it is a matter of course.”

“let’s go.”

hongyoung said as usual.

at that, soyoung looked at the impeccable scenery that spread out in front of her eyes.

the warm sunlight falls from the sky, and beneath it you can see the far-flung cliffs that you have become accustomed to.

the length between the cliff and the cliff seemed to go well over 60m even if you look at it.

i doubt whether hong-young is sane as she calmly says, “let’s go,” with a rope tied between them.

“...will not die?”

even in broad daylight, the bottom of the cliff could not be seen very well.

i had to strain my eyes to see that there were sharp protrusions protruding from it.

if you fall, the sword master or whatever dies.

hongyoung just silently nodded.

in this case, she is sincere.

because they chose food instead of personal comfort.

soyoung sighed and said.

“yes... let’s go...”

she was confident when it came to walking.

soyoung took the lead without saying who came first.

i maximized my five senses and focused my attention on my toes to walk on the rope.

because she had a great sense of balance, the rope didn’t shake much.

hongyoung followed suit and walked calmly.

“i guess i have no choice but to do this...”

“if i die, you don’t have to take out the body.”

“thanks.”

the black spirit and the blood spirit, who swallowed their saliva, climbed onto the rope together.

shake-shake-

no matter how many people are on the receiving end, as several people climbed onto the thin rope, the rope slowly began to tremble.

let the seven guards climb the line like that.

zeke, who was the last one left, smiled meaningfully and followed.

by the time soyoung was almost half way there.

suddenly the rope vibrates.

rocking-!

“uh uh uh...!”

“what!”

did the rope hanging from the tree on the other side come loose?

there was a possibility if the rope was about to sway like this.

embarrassed, soyoung looked at the rope.

however, the noose hong young had decided to throw was firmly tied to the tree.

i mean...

she jerked her head and looked back.

sure enough, there was zeke, who performed tricks on the ropes like a madman jumping.

“can you train with this?”

“hey you crazy bastard! stop!”

i can’t even go to stop it!

soyoung had no choice but to run for life.

concentrating on each step and running, i covered the distance of 60m in an instant.

it was the same for receivers.

even hongyoung seemed to feel a sense of danger, and reached the other side with a fairly quick pace.

eventually, the guards except zeke arrive at the cliff.

soyoung cut the rope without hesitation.

“wait a minute...”

it happened without a second to say anything.

even the other security guards opened their mouths and looked at soyoung.

“aaaaaagh!”

zeke, who had almost arrived, was in the shape of being dangling from the cliff.

thanks to jumping off the line at the last moment, i reached the rock wall.

well, i guess i’m not a sword master for nothing.

“aaaaaagh! die!”

despite the sorrowful screams, so-young was unforgiving.

instead of extending a helping hand, she prayed briefly.

“may you be at peace in heaven.”