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

Chapter 75: Small Trade City, Gehel (1)

Eclair slightly frowned and said,

Turn transparent?

Im not sure why, but it turned as transparent as water!

Wow Thats fascinating. It was worth researching.

Right?

But why were you so excited?

Eclair smiled at Rays childlike behavior, which she saw for the first time, and asked.

Ray took a deep breath to calm his excitement, then looked at Eclair and smiled.

If we did this right we might have been able to cure Ms. Eclairs eyes.

Eclair threw the book she was reading as if she was throwing it away.

What did you say!

She too started to show signs of excitement.

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Ray received permission to exclusively use the laboratory.

Eclair wanted to watch the research that might cure her eyes, but her position as director didnt allow her to rest easily.

She only had about three days off per month. But as a saint, she had days off all month long.

It seemed she was still in the settlement period as there were no tasks given to her, and the god didnt give her any instructions, creating the birth of an unemployed saint.

Ray, the model unemployed saint, was now conducting an experiment mixing troll blood with orc blood.

As it was the experimental stage, there was no need to give shape to the troll blood when it coagulated.

After mixing the troll blood without letting it coagulate, he slightly poured the orc blood.

The two species blood, which seemed to mix well at first, suddenly coagulated on one side and became slightly transparent on the other.

Ray sighed.

Phew we needed to combine the two.

Despite trying to combine them, it wasnt easy.

It wasnt clear what the problem was, but the two were like oil and water, not mixing well.

But it had only been a day since the research began.

It wasnt reasonable to give up after only figuring out the basics in one day. Ray started to mix other things as well.

Ogre blood, troll skin tissue, and even other species samples.

But he always ended up failing.

Two days passed and when Eclair returned, they researched together.

However, there was no noticeable progress.

Because they didnt know why it had turned transparent or what ingredients it contained, failure was inevitable.

Ray decided to use the last method he had thought up.

Where could we find trolls and orcs around here?

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After departing from Selonia, Ray swiftly moved to the outskirts of the Holy Kingdom.

He knew that strict guards and knights would follow if he announced he was leaving, so he had to secretly leave the kingdom.

Since Eclair agreed to keep his departure from Selonia a secret, he likely didnt need to worry for a while.

It took half a day just to travel.

After leaving Selonia, Ray entered the outskirts city of Gehel.

What he saw was horrific.

Though it was called an outskirts city, all the buildings were ruined, and the inhabitants were all children.

It didnt make sense that only children lived in the city.

The inner workings of the Holy Kingdom seemed worse than he had imagined.

Despite earning quite a lot of money through mercenary priests and developing agriculture, not a penny went to those in need.

Their appearance resembled the residents at the end of the century.

In the devastated area, there was nothing to eat, only dust swirling around.

A girl who couldnt fit in with the crowd and was caring for her younger brother caught his eye in one corner.

The girl, who must have been about fifteen, had cold eyes, and there was something eerie about the frostiness surrounding her.

Was it an innate fierceness? It seemed like she could make a name for herself if she became an assassin.

In fact, there was not a single person around her.

Ray approached the girl.

He took out some well-dried jerky and water from his pocket and offered it to her.

Eat.

Then the girl looked at Ray.

Her luxurious clothes seemed out of place in this environment. The silk appeared to move as if it were alive, and it looked like she could brush off the sand dust with a single gesture.

What about her appearance? The striking white hair and the vitality in her eyes, which, like her clothes, seemed out of place in this environment.

However, the girl shook her head and declined the food he offered.

It was somewhat understandable why she declined the food.

Ray chuckled and offered the jerky and water again.

I didnt do anything strange to the food, so eat up.

He tore off a corner of the jerky and chewed it to show her.

Then, her suspicions seemed to ease a bit. She nodded and stuffed the jerky into her mouth.

Did she still have the strength to chew with her emaciated body? It was evident that it was difficult for the girl to move her jaw.

After struggling to chew the jerky, she took it out of her mouth and put it into her brothers mouth.

The brother, who must have been about ten, swallowed the food without even thinking of chewing.

No matter how much jerky there was, it wouldnt have been much. After the girl repeated this three times, there was no jerky left for her, and her brother looked at her as if he were still hungry.

Unable to meet her brothers gaze, the girl hung her head low. Ray sighed.

Its heartbreaking.

Ray, who seldom spent money, took out a purse from his pocket.

He tossed it to one side of the girls feet.

The girl looked at him in surprise, and Ray said,

Live in Celonia with that.

As far as he knew, the best place to live in the Holy Kingdom was Celonia.

It was also the capital of the Holy Kingdom, and more importantly, it was the best place for them, with the priests and nobles who would ensure everything was good.

There were twenty gold coins in the purse. With that amount of money, she could buy a house in Celonia and even open a small store.

The girl slightly opened the purse and looked at Ray in surprise.

She wore a look that seemed to ask why he was doing this for her, a person he had just met.

At that, Ray frowned.

How can I ignore you when youre sitting here looking miserable, holding your brother in such a conspicuous place?

It was indeed a pitiful sight.

Furthermore, he was hungry, and seeing her take care of her brother before herself made him want to give her the purse.

Initially, he had looked around Gehel and thought, This place needs development too, and intended to pass by.

Most importantly, he didnt know how many orphans were in this city, and he couldnt care for each of them individually.

But he couldnt resist the urge to help the girl, who looked like she wore a sign saying Im pitiful.

He also liked her character. She might have hidden it with her cold eyes, but there was affection within, and from her tightly closed lips, he could sense her strong will to live.

This was the last time Ray could help her.

If she couldnt stand up after all this, it would be due to her own lack of ability.

He glanced at the girl once more before turning away without hesitation.

There was another reason he had come to Gehel.

Using his unique, slippery running style, he quickly entered the Gehel Mountains.

According to Eclair, not only trolls and orcs inhabited the Gehel Mountains, but also many other monsters.

Of course, she was aware of the holy power radiating from his body, so he didnt warn her to be careful.

However, he had been told that he should always be on guard because he couldnt predict what kind of monsters might appear.

The mountain range was enormously large, enough to emit an atmosphere as if it might house a dragons lair.

As he ventured into the mountain range, he noticed a place resembling an orcs settlement right from the start.

It was a clear reason why there were no villages nearby.

Not far in, he noticed that there were settlements of monsters boldly located.

The city of Gehel had become such a state, likely due to the monsters. At that time, orcs discovered Ray.

Squeak! Its the smell of a human!

Theres a human here! Squeak!

Ray frowned again at their nasal voices.

Their nasal voices were so strong that he never got used to them, no matter how many times he heard them.

He seriously considered whether he should widen the orcs nostrils.

But, despite his concerns, the orcs hurled spears at him.

Swish-!

With a tremendous sound splitting the air, a spear flew towards him.

He slightly nodded his head and dodged the spear aimed directly at his face.

Boom-!

Great speed and accuracy. You would have succeeded if you had been a baseball player, he remarked as he looked at the spear lodged in the rock.

As if provoked, more than twenty orcs from the settlement surrounded Ray.

Squeak! Human, you will die. Squeak!

Die quietly! Squeak!

Females and males, strange-looking creatures were snorting from all around, making it difficult to concentrate.

Observing them holding spears, wood, and even swords they had picked up from somewhere, Ray quietly chanted the command word.

Hold.

Stop.

At his word, the orcs who had been grumbling as if they were about to charge at any moment, halted in their tracks.

Suddenly unable to move their bodies, their eyes began to show confusion.

Ray, unconcerned about them, started examining the health status of each orc.

He was a legendary doctor who had always led the modern medical world.

Just by observing their eyes or posture, he could roughly estimate where they were in pain.

Ignoring the sick ones, he released the hold on the healthy ones.

Cancel. Follow me.

Squeak! Squeak!

Squeak!

They could breathe, and as soon as they regained movement, they snorted.

Looking at their hands and feet and clenching their fists, they charged at Ray.

Although they were monsters with intelligence, their level was evidently low. Without any fear, confident in their numbers, they attacked him.

Ray smiled and raised his fist.

In an instant, his fist pounded the bodies of the orcs.

The charging orcs felt pain throughout their bodies when they thought something had passed by them.

Squeak!

Ah, it hurts! Squeak!

Looking at the orcs that had fallen to the ground in the state in which they were charging, Ray started beating them.

It sounded like he was hitting them with a club rather than a fist, as if he had infused mana into his punches.

The orcs felt threatened for their lives.

The orcs, thinking that they might meet their end by a humans fist, said,

Squeak! Human! We will follow! Stop it! Squeak!

We were wrong! Squeak!

We will die at this rate! Squeak!

But there was no stopping the fists.

He laughed ominously and said,

I dont need you!