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

Chapter 610

episode 610 goblin principality (9)

their first impression was that they were very close.

all of them covered their faces with their hoods on, and all had snakes drawn on their chests with blue thread.

it was a small group of only about 10 people, but i was overwhelmed by the momentum i felt from them.

the one standing in the front opened his mouth.

“looks like a difficult situation. i will help you.”

the mercenary guild leader wearing plate armor replied.

“you guys?”

“we? just think of it as nonexistent.”

the mercenary guild leader frowned at the fairly simple answer.

“i can’t accept the help of such shady bastards. reveal your identity what are you doing with this guild?”

as the atmosphere seemed to become more and more threatening, the mercenaries around them gradually took their hands as swordsmen.

then, a chuckle was heard from within the black robe.

“do you think that the principal came to make a request? he’s a guy who can’t grasp the atmosphere.”

let’s wave our hands lightly as if we were chasing away flies along with the horse.

faaaaang-!

the mercenaries lost their swords from their hands in an instant with a gong sound.

chaenggang-!

chaeeng-!

mercenaries who are accustomed to combat never let go of their swords.

on the battlefield, if you lose the sword, it will soon result in death.

even so, all the mercenaries in the guild had to drop their weapons.

the guild leader didn’t even say a word about his confidence in subduing them all with just one wave of his hand.

he continued.

“if you rush to measure your opponent, your tongue will be cut off, and if you refuse to do so, your throat will be cut off.”

feeling the terrifying energy flowing from him.

the guild leader shook his head fiercely.

facing a man or an old man, the guild leader felt like dying.

the feeling that the whole body is constricted.

in the tension of not knowing when i would die, it felt like my heart was going to explode.

didn’t they have a choice from the beginning?

as soon as the guild leader seemed to understand enough, the black robe waved his hand again and regained his momentum.

only then did the guild leader gasp for breath and ask.

“heo eok... is also helpful... what kind of help are you talking about?”

“aren’t you guys just lacking in weapons and funds? i will solve it for you.”

at that, the guild leader hesitated.

in my heart, i wanted to ask why they do good things to them, but if that happens, my throat will fly.

the guild leader nodded instead of asking.

“let you decide the date. come back when the time is right.”

the black robe that was about to leave turned its back and spoke as if asking.

“please, think only of attacking the principality. if you have other thoughts, then that will be the end.”

after those words, the black group disappeared as quickly as they had come.

the momentum that had been exuding mysteriously disappeared.

the mercenaries breathed out one by one and picked up their weapons.

“the guild leader, they just...”

“don’t say anything.”

he interrupted the mercenary.

you probably still have ears to hear.

if i brought up their stories, my life could not be intact if things went wrong.

the guild leader looked around and shook his head.

“maybe they have ears to hear.”

“hup. sorry.”

for a prosecutor, those two things can only be obtained by being gifted with great talent, but sometimes, too much can be poisonous.

i saw swordsmen who lived while being eaten by their teachers, and i saw countless people who neglected their swordsmanship, blaming only the poor sword.

that’s why he thought that if he was going to teach the goblins properly, he should bring in a swordsman suitable for him.

zeke said while thinking negatively in his heart.

“let’s think about it.”

that was enough.

even chung-yeong didn’t expect a big answer, so she agreed and moved on.

“great. if the master teaches it, they will like it too.”

cheongyoung finished eating.

during the conversation, zeke felt something strange.

why?

i’ve heard a lot of things from cheongyoung over the past few days, but most of them are related to goblins.

those were words that would be helpful to the goblins.

purple.

isn’t it like that even now just by suggesting that he teach himself swordsmanship?

due to cheongyoung’s personality, he probably wouldn’t have been lobbied by the goblins.

then there is only one answer.

since my comrades are working under the goblins, isn’t it a sign that i will make at least one person to work on top of the goblins and roll them to my liking.

‘i’ll have to be careful with this guy.’

i thought he was a purebred, but he was completely black on the inside.

* * *

a telegram came from the top half of hafman.

as the goblin queen did not yet have an independent information network, harfman had to go through the security guards.

hongyoung, who was leisurely dipping her feet on the shore of the lake, glanced back.

then, a person who appeared to be a member of the hafman group approached.

“the sovereign has sent it.”

while talking, politely hand over a small letter.

what is this?

it would be easy to use the mana orb, so why bother writing a letter?

hongyoung asked again as if to confirm.

“halfman?”

“yes. my work ends here... excuse me.”

hongyeong, who lowered her head and watched the resignation greeting, soon turned her attention to the letter.

carefully remove the wax and examine the inside.

at the top of the half-man, i saw a luxurious piece of paper with a seal stamped on it.

“...”

she read the letter without speaking.

in it, the whole story of the mercenary guild gathering troops and trying to drive out the goblins in the principality was written.

and recently, the movement of the black room has been suspicious, so they deliberately send both a mana crystal ball and a letter with a seal.

judging from the fact that there is no response to the mana crystal orb yet, it seems that only a letter has been sent.

hongyoung looked at the sky without saying a word.

if harpman sent a letter like this, it must mean that the opponent was determined and attacked.

is it time to move slowly?

hongyeong, who had been splashing around with her long legs for a while, stood up quietly.

“sayoung.”

at those words, the receptionist who had been in the dark slowly appeared in the air.

“....”

“call the receivers. it’s time to get back to work.”

“....”

sa-young responded by basking in the darkness.

let him go

hongyoung also suddenly disappeared as if it was erased by the wind.

danger was approaching for the first time in the duchy of soleil.