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

Episode 301 New Party (1)

After all, they waited in line for another six hours to receive a new certificate.

I was exhausted from standing still and standing in line.

“Oh, it’s a bridge.”

The sword master kneaded the legs that would not hurt even if he hit them hard.

When it was my turn, I approached the receptionist.

Then, as if he had waited, he presented an adventurer’s certificate.

“If you lose it, you have to come back to the guild to get it issued. Please note that you cannot receive any requests during the issuance period.”

“All right.”

I safely accepted the hand.

Waiting six hours for a conversation that should only take less than a minute.

Disappointment beyond regret

Ray walked helplessly toward the bulletin board.

I see an empty bulletin board, just like my heart.

“Eh?”

He skimmed through the bulletin board.

Looked up and looked down.

I even looked upside down and heard the receptionist scolding me.

No matter where you look, you can’t see the request.

It will do just that.

It was because the adventurers sitting around were waiting for the request to be attached.

Are the eyes of a hyena waiting for its prey like this?

He ran his tongue over his lips, and it looked like a bandit who had starved for several days saw him leaving for the first time.

“Since the end of the world, there is no request from the guild.”

I muttered with a sense of despair, but nothing was missing.

However, it has only been two days.

There was hope left. The next 5 days should be enough.

There will definitely be new requests.

Ray sat quietly and waited.

Half a day has passed.

As soon as one of the requested papers was attached, his model flew away like an arrow.

He was very determined and even raised his mana.

Before the adventurers who were waiting in advance even reached the bulletin board, Ray’s hand was already hanging.

The adventurers stared at him as if they were dumbfounded by honey, but he only focused on the requested destination as if he didn’t care.

Let’s look at the contents. The first thing you can see is the word ‘limited to combat jobs’.

Below that, there was also the content of ‘Therapist Refusal’.

In general, there are a lot of cases where a healer who is weaker than others dies while carrying out the request.

It is probably the guild’s own measures to prevent such a result.

“It was a request I couldn’t even do.”

Guild rules are strict.

No matter how much you insist, it is impossible to do it yourself as long as there is a sign saying no therapist.

Ray clicked his tongue and pasted the request sheet on the bulletin board.

Then, the adventurers who used to lick their lips like looking at the roof of a dog chasing a chicken rush at it like crazy.

“Get out of the way! I got it first!”

“what are you talking about! My hand touched it first!”

“Now wait a minute and I’ll tear you up!”

A fight ensued over one of the commissioned locations.

it’s very shit

However, the guild ends by warning that there is no other way.

He sighed and waited for the request again.

* * *

Even after six days, the request did not stick.

No, to be precise, there was no ‘referral to a therapist’.

If there was a request for any one, it would have useless letters attached to it, such as party-limited or priest-limited.

There were only requests that could not be received from Ray, who was alone and could not even use divine power.

“It’s a big deal. When this qualification period is over, I don’t know when another therapist will come…”

Guild screening can only be reviewed by first-class therapists or higher designated by the guild.

They don’t always reside in the guild, so I don’t know when I can get adventurer qualifications again.

In fact, when I first received my adventurer’s license, I had to wait for a full month before the therapist returned.

That’s why he didn’t want to miss the current proof period.

Driven to a dead end, Ray nodded.

He finally took a heavy step.

Tavern Savior.

It is said to have been built to mean a tavern where heroes live.

However, in reality, it is not a place for heroes, but for adventurers.

The huge inn can accommodate a large number of people and the food is delicious, so it is one of the favorite places for adventurers.

As Billo Village grew, the size of the tavern, Savior, also increased.

As it grew to that size, it became a popular meeting place in the village of Bilo.

Ray opened the door and stepped inside.

The smell of bitter alcohol and the scent of fragrant food that goes well with it.

The woman of the courtesy saw him and pretended to know him.

“Here it is!”

The waving hand seems to overlap with that of a dog welcoming its owner.

At the table was a man with huge arm muscles and a woman in a robe.

And there was a courtesy woman who was still waving.

They said it was a party, so when I asked how many there were, there were three.

At this level, it would be more appropriate to call it a small gathering rather than a party.

Under the table, you can see a net covered in dirt and wooden sticks wrapped around a cloth.

It seems to be a tool for commissioning.

When I find an empty seat and sit down, the man smiles pleasantly.

“I feel lucky to see a white-robed therapist I’ve only heard about. ha ha ha.”

The woman in the robe says nothing.

In an awkward atmosphere, he said hello first.

“…This is Ray. Instead of grandiose titles like white-robed healers, call them by their first names. This time…”

“Oh, it’s okay because I know everything.”

Ray turned his head and looked at her with a puzzled look.

What do you know?

The fool smiled and introduced himself.

“My name is Sonya. I’m in charge of the front line at this party. Ray found us because he didn’t have a request, right?”

One glance is very fast.

Let’s nod our heads in affirmation and clap our hands.

“also! It’s almost impossible to find a quest in the guild right now. If you don’t have how much, would you like to pay money to buy the requested place?”

I guessed it, but I can’t believe it’s to the point of giving money and trading.

At this point, I wondered if the guild had just received an adventurer without thinking.

Well, since the guild doesn’t have the right to force you to become an adventurer, it can’t be helped.

Ray, whose original purpose was revealed (?), spoke.

“If you already know, it will be quicker. Is there a direct referral that even a therapist can receive?”

To be honest, I don’t mind any party right now.

Ray was ready to form a party with goblins as long as there was a request for the healer to join.

Sonya nodded with a victor’s smile.

“Of course not yet.”

Ray also nodded in satisfaction and rose from his seat.

“good bye.”

“Ah, wait a minute! You should listen to the whole story!”

I sat down again with a suspicious look at the continued dissuade.

Sonya starts persuading.

“We don’t have it right now, but there is a way to airlift it. I saw that one of the adventurers I knew had a referral.”

“Is there any possibility of completing the request?”

The man who had been listening quietly answered.

“Probably not. Because they already had a request in progress.”

“Ugh. Then, how are you planning to airlift that precious request?”

Sonya, who had a confident face, smiled sinisterly.

“There is nothing in the world that cannot be done with money.”

I would never have thought that the monster created by capitalism would exist here too.

However, it was certainly more persuasive than the absurd sound of using friendship or sympathy to receive a request.

Those who want to attract them to the party and themselves who need a request right away.

It is a business where there is nothing to lose as interests are aligned.

There was nothing to lose, so the deal was concluded quickly.

“great. If there is a request, I will join the party.”

“I will tell you when I find it. Come back here in the morning.”

I got up quietly at Sonya’s words.

It’s a direction I didn’t want, but I was able to make a request.

Even though there is a condition that you have to form a party, it is nothing in terms of what you get.

Besides, Ray also had a desire to experience a party at least once.

I was wondering how far a therapist could play her part at a party.

Ray, who came out of the tavern Savior, let out a cold breath.

“It was a better party than I thought.”

Unlike some parties who ran wild with a single sword, they knew their skills well.

That’s why it seemed that nets and oil were always ready.

Ray appreciated that.

In a large-scale quest like a subjugation quest, pride kills the party.

If they weren’t some kind of sword master or a 6th circle mage, it would be natural for them to die if they went out with only a sword and a staff.

The difference between admitting it and not admitting it is extreme.

And it’s never easy.

Sonya’s party can be said to be far ahead of other parties in that respect.

Ray, who looked at the tavern once, turned his back.

* * *

As the morning dawned, Ray moved to the tavern Savere.

Immediately, Sonya, who appeared right in front of him, greeted him energetically.

“Look at this!”

In his hand, he holds a request sheet.

“You’re coming to the party with this, right?”

The eyes are very bright.

I don’t understand why you need a therapist.

What is needed in battle is divine magic that can be restored immediately, and even in case of emergency, the healer cannot surpass the priest.

But why are you so stubborn?

Is there a problem that cannot be solved without a therapist?

If not, is it simply because of interest in yourself?

Ray said after clearing the doubts in his head.

“I will go to the party as promised. There is only one condition.”

“What is it?”

“Basically, I do not participate in combat. They take care of subjugation requests and monster extermination.”

There is nothing good about showing strength at this time when you are active as a therapist.

If I didn’t have luck, I didn’t know if I could rise to a higher level than this level therapist. And you will be placed under close unintentional surveillance.

While receiving the utmost hospitality from the Celia Kingdom.

It was said to prepare for him, but they accepted and passed on as their bodies were weak.

The man smiled and said.

“Even if we look a little like that, we’re not a party so rotten that we force the healer into battle. don’t worry about that We will definitely protect you.”

“That’s good.”

“Is that the end of the condition?”

“no. I have one more.”

“ha ha ha. This is how you had a picky friend at a party.”

When I spoke with a friendly smile, Ray also smiled at me.

“If I am in danger, everyone runs away on their own. That is the final condition.”

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