Doctor Player

Doctor Player Chapter 501 – Gaiden 49

It was an academic skill related to canine diseases such as wolves and foxes.

Paralac knowledge flooded Raymond’s brain, and he swallowed.

“I have one.”

“Saint?”

Raymond looked at the tows.

“May I have an autopsy on the remains of a tow-leg who died of a recent seizure?”

“As for the autopsy… … .”

“It means dissecting remains.”

“… … !”

The tow tribe’s face hardened.

“Horrible!”

“Doing what a black mage would do… … !”

It was a natural reaction.

Raymond said sincerely.

“It is necessary to find out what tricks the Lord of Despair has done. I want to help you, so trust me.”

“… … .”

Did you feel the sincerity in Raymond’s voice?

The tow tribes kept their mouths shut.

“… … If you do something like that, will you be able to cure the disease caused by the ruler of despair?”

“Please trust me.”

‘The disease I think is right. Still, I have to check it with an autopsy.’

The tow tribes discussed with each other with serious faces for a while.

Then it came back to Raymond.

“All right. I will obey you. Instead, there are conditions.”

“What is?”

“Please find a way to save us! If you rescue us, we will serve you as our benefactor.”

It was a desperate voice.

I could see how much I had suffered under the ruler of despair.

Raymond nodded firmly.

An autopsy was performed immediately.

Raymond cut the chest with a scalpel to minimize the scope of the autopsy.

A hardened heart was revealed.

‘I don’t see anything wrong with my heart.’

If the heart was the cause of death, signs of necrosis were visible or should have been, but it was fine.

‘It’s as you guessed.’

It wasn’t even the heart that Raymond wanted to see.

right ventricle.

Arteries branching out from there.

The pulmonary artery was cut with a scalpel.

Still didn’t see anything special.

The inside of the tube of the pulmonary artery was also clear.

But Raymond didn’t stop.

‘Skill use magnifying glass!’

As if looking through a microscope, the field of vision was magnified and only then could it be seen.

faint.

Insects invisible to the naked eye.

It was heartworm.

* * *

Heartworm.

It was a famous parasite on modern Earth.

It is a deadly parasite that lives in dogs and cats and causes heart failure by staying in the pulmonary artery.

‘When the parasite dies, it causes pulmonary embolism or anaphylaxis in the host, resulting in sudden death.’

Raymond took a closer look at the found parasite.

‘It’s similar to Earth’s heartworm, but different. Was it improved?’

Originally, heartworms continue to grow and multiply, causing heart failure.

However, the heartworm found in the tow-footed people did not cause any particular problems and quietly stayed in the pulmonary artery.

Then, upon receiving a special ‘signal’, it seemed to die, causing an anaphylactic reaction in the host.

“How are you?”

The tow tribe asked in a nervous voice.

“It can be cured.”

“iced coffee!”

The tow tribe’s eyes widened.

“Unbelievable! Are you really the savior prepared by the legend?!”

“no. He’s just a rich healer. Instead, it requires a price.”

“What is?”

“You must give me the gold.”

Gold was needed to make medicine.

‘I can’t do it at a loss.’

Raymond was thinking of extorting money from the towing tribes, as soon as this situation came to pass.

Because his greed was still there.

‘I’ll have to ask for more gold than I need. I’ll save your life, but can’t you accept this much? Hehe.’

But the tow tribes hesitantly spoke.

“Of course I will. By the way… … .”

“however?”

“We don’t have any gold right now. All the treasures called treasures have been plundered by the ruler of despair.”

“… … .”

Raymond was silent.

‘I hate trauma.’

But I couldn’t help it.

‘If you defeat the governor who ruled over the tow tribes, you’ll be able to take away the treasure he’s keeping. Let’s shake off as much as possible then.’

Raymond thought cool.

He’s the continent’s best denial (who will become).

Waiting patiently was enough. Because that’s the virtue of being rich.

“All right. Then I will treat you right away.”

Dig!

He expressed his skill and converted gold into medicine.

The gold he treasured like his life disappeared like melting snow, but he tried to think boldly.

‘Because I just need to get it back several times.’

Fortunately, the gold he brought was plentiful.

This is thanks to the enormous amount of gold stored in the E-cart, not knowing when and under what circumstances the medicine will be needed while campaigning for the Holy Land this time.

“Ah, making medicine with gold! How sublime that is!”

“He is a saint who uses gold like water only for others!”

The tow tribes groaned loudly, but Raymond tried to ignore them.

Soon the medicine was completed and the medication was administered sequentially.

Of course, it could not be administered to all tow-footed people.

The amount of gold was also positive, but it was highly likely to be noticed by the governor.

It was mainly administered to the highest-ranking powers, who are the main axis among the towing tribes.

‘This should be enough.’

Raymond put on a reassuring face.

Towkin and elven warriors.

All of them were incredibly majestic.

Compared to the knights, all of them were advanced experts or higher, and there were also quite a few superhuman level sword master level or higher.

“Then let’s go.”

“Your golden saint!”

The Tow Tribe and the Elves answered with morale faces.

The time has come to go rescue Linden, the saint of wind (?).

* * *

In the depths of the residence of Governor Karanshi.

Sobs were coming from the prison.

“Heh heh heh. Why am I like this?”

It was Linden!

“When the hell is His Majesty coming to rescue me?”

that day.

Unluckily, after being caught up in a spatial distortion with Raymond, I moved to a place I had never seen before.

how embarrassing

Since then, Linden has worked hard to survive on her own.

Fortunately, the magician of the Tow Tribe I met for the first time cast an interpreter magic, so there was no problem with communication.

He had only medical skills, so he treated patients with tow-footed feet, and he was revered as a saint unexpectedly.

‘It was good until then.’

Receiving admiration he had never experienced before, Linden, who had always lived under pressure from his outstanding alumni, became more and more elated and treated patients more diligently.

‘Even if you see me like this! He’s the disciple of the Penin Healing Center!’

But Linden didn’t know.

How dangerous is this continent of Jormund.

While treating patients without thinking, he was noticed by the governor of the ruler of despair, and thus became a prisoner.

‘Sobbing! Why is my salesman like this! I met a bad master and suffered only. I can’t even rest in peace and become a sacrifice!’

Linden sniffled.

‘Your Majesty is not forgetting me, are you? no. It can’t be. What kind of person is His Majesty? You will come to rescue me. Let’s trust His Majesty.’

But why?

Even though I tried to believe it, I kept feeling anxious.

It could never have been, but it seemed that Raymond was forgetting him!

Then the prison door opened and a pale-faced man entered.

It had a pale complexion like that of a corpse, giving it an ominous look.

Linden made a fearful face.

“What’s going on?”

General Raminson, governor of Carranshi.

It was the identity of the person who visited Linden.

General Raminson said in a goosebumps voice.

[Are you the disciple of the saint of poverty, the savior prepared by the legend?]

“… … !”

Linden’s face hardened.

Only then did he realize that the other person knew his identity and captured him.

Linden cried out with all the urgency to survive.

“He was my disciple, but… … Not anymore!”

[…] … No?]

“Your relationship with the saint of poverty is a thing of the past! I am… … From now on, I want to give my allegiance to the ruler of despair!”

‘Ahhh. I’m sorry, Your Majesty. I want to live!’

Governor General Raminson’s eyes were slightly perplexed.

[I heard that the servants of the saint of poverty are all saints with loyal and noble convictions.]

“Not me! Helping the tow tribes was just helping them eat and live! If you spare me, I will forget the saint of poverty and give my allegiance to the ruler of despair! Loyalty Loyal Loyalty!”

[…] … .]

General Raminson was silent for a moment at Linden’s fervent cry, then raised the corner of his mouth.

[Surely the disciple of the saint of poverty. Are you trying to become a servant of the ruler of despair and become a sword that will stab us from the inside?]

“Oh no? something like that?”

I had never thought of it like that at all.

However, General Raminson overestimated Linden.

[You, one of the disciples of the saint of poverty, would not have chosen betrayal just to live. The meaning is imaginary, but it is impossible to deceive me.]

“Oh no… … Trust me… … !”

[Stop.]

When General Raminson raised his hand, Linden’s mouth fell shut.

The magic of not being able to speak was manifested.

[It’s about time now. Take me.]

I’m talking about human sacrifice.

Humanoid monsters attacked Linden.

“Eup!”

He struggled, but there was no meaning to Linden’s struggles, the weakest.

Soon, Linden was placed on a stake with a lot of creepy magic circles on it.

Linden screamed inwardly.

‘Ah! am i going to die like this? You bad majesty! When the hell are you coming?! If you let me live, I’ll eat delicious beef for the rest of my life!’

It was the moment when the stake was about to be set on fire.

A long-awaited voice was heard.

“Stop!”

And the moment he saw the person who appeared, Linden almost shed tears.

It was Raymond.

“Get your hands off my disciple. Evil villains.”

He’s like a hero in a legend.

It appeared with a lot of sublimity.

* * *

‘… … I’m sorry to Linden.’

Raymond broke into a cold sweat when he saw Linden tied to the stake.

I had completely forgotten about Linden.

‘I’m sorry, I’ll have to feed you a lot of beef later.’

Raymond looked away.

It was toward Governor General Raminson, who was standing above him.

[Are you the saint of poverty?]

The saint of poverty.

At those words, the hall was shaken.

The towed elf warriors looked at Raymond in amazement.

“That person was a saint of poverty? The famous Ley Pentaina?”

“Didn’t you say you were a golden saint?”

“Did you become a poor saint by using gold like water?”

Raymond made a poopy face.

‘Why is that guy talking nonsense?’

Anyway, that didn’t matter.

Raymond’s heart pounded.

‘What is that guy? You look so strong, right?’

Now Raymond is also a mighty superman.

So I was able to get a rough idea of the opponent’s strength.

At first glance, it seemed incredibly strong.

‘… … but it doesn’t matter I’m not going to fight.’

Raymond reassuredly looked at the tow tribe and elven warriors who had come with him.

They will fight for you, so all you have to do is cheer for yourself from behind.

“Don’t worry Linden! You are my dearest disciple. I’ll save you from the hands of that villain in no time!”

It was Raymond who pretended to be for his disciple as much as he could on the subject he had forgotten.

Then, he slowly stepped back.

“Now, it’s time to let go of your anger! Everyone, defeat him!”

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