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

Chapter 614

episode 614 war presence (4)

chirp-

the mountain birds chirped, announcing that the dawn had dawned.

zeke, who got up early and tidied the bed, muttered as he felt the presence from far away.

“...it’s a bit much to fight happily.”

the picture of thick blood pouring over the vast vegetation is already clearly drawn.

deep down, sieg, who liked the state of the principality now, didn’t expect much.

what to do with one

the sword they hold and they just block it.

suddenly, i remembered what soyoung told me last night.

‘no matter how much you’re a master, don’t be careless. there must be a corner where they believe too.’

be careless

it was the first thing i heard after reaching the highest level of master.

it means that the current fight will be difficult.

of course, he is not an idiot who doesn’t even know that.

what’s up with one

the two words ‘carelessness’ lingered in my head all day.

‘be careless... careless.’

according to your mind.

if you release your mind without making up your mind, the sword will become weak, and if you eat it firmly, it will become stronger.

in other words, the victory or defeat of the fight and their life and death.

doesn’t that mean that everything is up to you?

that moment.

aaaah-!

blue mana poured from his body and began to surround him.

as if your body is on fire.

zeke was roaring with mana.

* * *

feeling the sudden wave of mana, the receiver ran to zeke’s place in a month.

“what’s happening?”

“enlightenment! everyone back off!”

the faces of the other receptionists were stained with astonishment.

moment of enlightenment.

they have personally experienced several realizations as much as everyone has heard them in a state of despair.

as such, i was well aware of how difficult it is to find ‘enlightenment’.

not to mention the master’s enlightenment.

it was an article i had never heard of before.

“is zick all right?”

“ugh. maybe...”

“at a time like this...”

soyoung chewed her nails.

even if enlightenment comes, today is the day.

the army of the leven mercenaries was already heading here.

cheongyoung said as if he was embarrassed.

“i think a few people will have to stay here to protect zeke.”

“...i know. but... if only two of them fall out right now, the plan will be in jeopardy.”

“even if it is dangerous, there is no difference. as always, it’s enough to fill it with your body.”

that’s definitely true.

haven’t you been doing that before?

she looked around.

the other receptionists also met eyes silently, as if agreeing with cheongyoung’s opinion.

“...good. what should i do, hongyoung?” hongyoung, who looked at zeke for a while, answered soyoung’s question.

“hyeol-yeong and cheong-young want you to stay here to protect zeke and take care of the rest.”

it’s all a sweeper.

isn’t that an unconventional plan?

for the defense guards, who were hiding in the shadows, fighting in yangji was not their constitution.

it is hongyoung who should know that fact better than anyone else.

at her words, which were more reckless than he could have imagined, the dark spirit showed his teeth and laughed.

“khehehe. there are no fools.”

at first glance, it sounded like a mockery, but i never felt any dislike.

jeokyoung also shook his head and said.

“it’s my first time fighting in the sun, so i might die, but let’s enjoy it as much as we can.”

it is truly peaceful.

but for now, that side was perfect.

as much as the tension doesn’t make the body hard.

thinking about it makes me smile.

did they, at best, engage in a head-on fight with the subject of an assassin stabbing a knife in the dark?

just to show an example.

a young mercenary drew his sword and stepped forward.

“i’ve seen a few guys like you on the battlefield. those who have succeeded in assassinating a few times and are drunk with pride. i will show you today that there is a sky above the sky.”

jeokyoung blew a whistle at his ambitious words.

even if you touch it, you have to touch a dark spirit with a strong heart.

soyoung shook her head and said.

“crazy.”

as expected.

the black spirit was taken aback by his provocation.

“you are brave. what is your name?”

“there is no such thing as a name to tell someone who is about to die.”

“ha ha ha. the momentum is good. athlete, please give up.”

“you are the kind of person who will only shed tears when you play the sutra! don’t curse at me for saying my sword is ruthless!”

a young mercenary threw a sword.

it didn’t seem like he was carrying a large bastard sword for show, the sword had considerable power.

seeing that even though he is weak, he is covered with mana, so it seems that he is a talented swordsman.

dark spirit did not move while the mercenary’s sword descended to the top of his head.

seeing this, the mercenary could not hide his ridicule.

‘he can’t even react.’

the man in front of him didn’t even move to the point where he felt like an idiot.

the moment when the sword finally drew down and cut the opponent in two.

slow-!

the mercenary’s head fell to the ground.

confusion among the mercenaries increased with the result that no one expected.

among them, the mercenaries who were proud of their skills felt their backs wet from the current situation.

‘ah, i didn’t see anything.’

even the slightest movement of the sword would cause his neck to fall, but the man’s hand did not move from beginning to end.

from their point of view, the situation just before seemed as if the young mercenary’s head had fallen off of its own accord.

did he reduce the gap between the two powers?

a mercenary who looked older than he was came out.

“i am a mercenary named lortel. may i ask for your honor?”

“i don’t know.”

“...wouldn’t further fighting be futile for each other? say what you want. we will unconditionally follow his will.”

what is this again?

when they put up a fight and their lives were about to run away, now it’s a futile fight?

no matter how shameless the mercenaries were, i didn’t expect it to be to this extent.

the moment the black spirit was about to say something.

hongyoung waved her hand and stepped out.

“we are asking for one thing. take your companions and return to celia.”

“hongyoung!”

soyoung exclaimed urgently.

those called mercenaries talk like they’ll do anything in front of them, but they don’t know what to do behind the scenes.

why are you trying to free people who are worse than a lot of back alley thugs!

just as expected.

lortel’s eyes lit up.

“i will. i will call in all the mercenaries i know.”

as if it was a promise, the surrounding mercenaries nodded their heads.

it really couldn’t have been more funny.

“then... i’ll assume it’s a story and we’ll leave.”

lortel tried to quickly join the main force by culling nearby mercenaries.

contrary to what he said, his true intentions were different.

‘no matter how strong they are, at most five people. there’s nothing i can’t do if i push through with humane tactics. if that happens, i’ll let you play tricks under me.’

he secretly licked his lips.

the appearance of hongyoung in a night gown was alluring enough to bewitch anyone.

lotel, who had been thinking of taking her as a trophy from the moment he first saw her, was smirking as if hongyoung had already become his.

as soon as it seemed like a story, the mercenaries also quickly prepared to run away.

even if you stay like this and die, you won’t be able to find your money.

all they could think of was running away now, but later regrouping and avenging their humiliation.

the moment the mercenaries turned their backs on the security guards to retreat.

hongyoung’s sword flew like rain.

piik-!

pick-!

to the point where i couldn’t even scream.

he found only the vital points of the black mercenaries, who moved extremely fast, and cut them down.