Doctor Player

Chapter 105

Swish.

Raymond avoided the attack.

“What?”

No one really understood the situation that just happened.

Seytil’s face turned red.

He was still completely ignoring Raymond.

“How dare you!”

He launched another attack.

It was a stab this time. He put all his strength into it with the intention of breaking his shoulder at once.

But Raymond dodged the attack again.

It was only then that Seitil noticed something strange, but it was too late.

“The gap!”

Since the stabbing was carried out with a large movement, his side became widely exposed.

“Running away!”

Raymond swung his wooden sword at the gap with all one’s might.

Whoo!

‘What?’

Seytil’s eyes grew bigger.

There was no escaping the wooden sword as it flew in. That was too fast. And it was strong.

It swung so hard that wind pressure was about to occur.

‘That’s ridiculous.’

At the moment, Seitil felt the dejavu phenomenon.

It’s during the national foundation banquet duel. It was when Raymond had beaten him with a wooden sword as well.

Come to think of it, even then, at that moment, the inevitable attack cam eto him just like this.

But it was a belated realization.

Whoo!

Just as then, the wooden sword slammed straight to Seytil’s face!

“Ugh.”

Seytil fainted with a single groan!

The knights on Seytil’s side rushed over in surprise.

“Your Highness!”

“What? His nose broke!

“His front teeth fell out again! Two this time!’

“Oh my god, oh my god!”

With a woeful cry, they transferred Seytil to a barracks dedicated to another healer.

The rest looked at Raymond in bewilderment.”What happened?”

Raymond himself was also embarrassed.

‘I can’t believe I beat him?’

It was different from the last founding party.

It could have been dismissed as a coincidence then, but this time it was the second time.

‘Did I really became strong?’

The soldiers looked at Raymond in surprise.

‘Weren’t he supposed to be weak?’

‘But what about the movement he just had made?’

It was such a tumultuous duel that so many people just witnessed the scene.

Many of the witnesses were experienced soldiers.

They opened their eyes in disbelief.

‘……It’s a move that looks stronger than the knights.’

Then, a low voice rang through the hall.

“The winner of this duel is Baron Penin. You can now all disperse.”

Then Duke Raid looked at Raymond.

Raymond’s heart throbbed as the Sword Master stared.

However, he just turned his back and disappeared.

***

Duke Raif’s eyes shook when he returned to the commander’s barracks.

He didn’t just stare at Raymond with a bad feeling.

He was astonished.

“What was that just now?”

The Duke is a Sword Master.

Thanks to this, he was able to see through every movement Raymond did.

And he was greatly dismayed.

‘It was a terrible move that. He couldn’t even hold the sword properly. But how can he be so fast and so strong?’

Duke Raif made one guess. ‘……Is he really a genius?’ But he soon shook his head.

He didn’t win because of his sharp sense or because he is a swordmaster genius.

He just moved as he could.

But nevertheless, it was faster and stronger than an ordinary knight. He overwhelmed everything with just his physical ability.

• • • • ……How is that possible?’

Duke Rai swallowed the lump in his throat.

There was one possibility.

There was only one talent in the world that could make a move to overwhelm a Sword Expert, even though he had never even mastered the sword.

“……Could it be that he is the legendary Heavenly Warrior?”

The words of disbelief came out of Duke Raif’s mouth.

A legendary talent that grows stronger over time without any special training.

In addition to the ‘natural wizard’ talent of wizards, who were able to learn magic on theri own without studying, it was the number one talent for knights, its counterpart.

‘Don’t tell me… Raymond has it… Such absurdity.’

Duke Raif shook his head.

It was such an absurd assumption.

Even the four strongest men in the present continent, the “Sword Master” of the Cross League Empire, the “Sword Emperor” of the Free City Union, the “Sword Emperor” of the Iron Empire, and the “Holy King” of the Holy Kingdom were not heavenly.

But.

‘…If he is not heavenly, what is that movement just now?’

Duke Raif had a confused face.

He felt like he was facing an incomprehensible understanding.

‘I’m going to have to keep an eye on him.’ Duke Raif thought to himself.

***

Meanwhile, at the capital of the Kingdom of Droughton.

On the throne in the splendid royal castle, a young boy who must’ve been about only ten years old was angry.

“What’s going on here, Grand Duke? Why did you start such a terrible war?!”

The boy’s name is Macapell III!

He was the current King of the Kingdom of Droughton. He wore a large crown that didn’t fit his body.

Of course, he was a nominal king with no real power. He was only Grand Duke Berad’s puppet.

In fact, Grand Duke Berard, standing in front of the boy, opened his mouth in a manner that felt nothing like respect.

“Your Highness doesn’t have to worry about it. Trust and leave adult affairs such as war to your faithful servants. Your Highness should only focus on his studies.”

Grand Duke Berard lifted the corner of his mouth.

“The professors were concerned that Your Highness did not concentrate on studying and seemed to have a lot of useless distractions. Your Highness is still young, so it’s time to concentrate on studying without caring about anything else.”

“That’s it! It’s a war that the people of my country are going through!”

At the mocking words of the Grand Duke Berard, the young king cried out angrily.

“Isn’t all this caused by your desire!? I discouraged the war so much!” The boy king was not stupid. He was actually very intelligent.

It was clear to him why the Grand Duke had started the war.

“This terrible thing happened because of your ambition!”

After his victory over the Kingdom of Houston, Grand Duke Berard intends to ascend the throne himself based on his achievements!

“The sould of the people of Droughton who died for you will curse you!”

The young king pointed a finger at him.

Grand Duke Berard suddenly felt tired.

Even if he didn’t he was annoyed that the situation on the battlefield didn’t work out as he expected, and he was also tired of listening to the young king’s complaints.

“Your Highness seems to be young still and unable to bear the scars of war. If you are a monarch, you should always have a cold heart. I think you should study your mind more in a quiet place.”

“……What did you say?”

“Hey, bring your Highness to the Winter Byeolgung!”

Winter Byeolgung!

Located in the eastern corner of the Kingdom of Droughton, it was a royal exile!

Now Grand Duke Berard is trying to keep him closed!

“You punk!” He cried out bitterly, but to no avail.

Grand Duke Berard’s knights brought the young king off the throne.

“Your Highness, no!”

“No, you damned bastard!”

Some remaining Royal Droughton knights came forward, but fell to their knees.

In vain, they all lost their lives.

The young king looked blankly as he saw the knights dying for him.

Grand Duke Berard let out a sly smile.

“That’s a lot of loyalty. It’s futile, though. Consider their sacrifices, but try to condition your heart.”

“You……!”

The young king glared at the Grand Duke Berard.

“I will never forgive you. I will surely drop you to hell, even if I sell my soul to the devil!”

“……!”

Grand Duke Berard’s face stiffened.

It was too eerie a voice to ignore the curse of a young boy.

But he soon reacted with a flurry of enthusiasm.

“You know what? Among those who said that, His Highness, the late king was also there. Many cursed me, but it didn’t work. Maybe it’s because I’m the more vicious than the devil.”

The young king was then taken away, and then Grand Duke Berard reclined on his throne.

“I congratulate you into taking the thron, Your Highness.”

“Not yet. Our priority is to win against the King of Houston.” said Grand Duke Berard coldly.

If he dethrones the current king right now, there will be a lot of backlash. The usurpation of the throne had to take place after victory.

“The battlefield situation is not good. And is it because of Raymond again?”

“Yes, Your Highness. Because of him, the moral of the Houston army is sky-high, and it is not easy to deal with.”

There was a reason why they said that.

In fact, the morale of the soldiers of the Houston Kingdom Army, who were moved by Raymond, has risen significantly.

‘The prince is so nice to us, and we can’t stand still either.’

“Let’s do our best to fight!”

“Majesty Raymond!”

“Long live the House of Houston!”

“Long live the Houton Royal Family!”

This happened because Raymond was the illegitimate son of the king.

The soldiers were impressed by Raymond’s loyalty to the royal family.

‘Is it Raymond again?’

Grand Duke Berard frowned.

Raymond! Raymond!

It was a name that him grit his teeth everytime.

He interfered like that before the war, and he is again a stumbling block after the war.

“Then we should use a ruse, not a head-to-head match. I’m sure you’re preparing as I said, right?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“What’s the possibility of them noticing?”

“There isn’t. They’re so careless with their repeated victories that they can’t even imagine our plans.”

Grand Duke Berard looked satisfied only then.

“So far, I have been pushed back, but it’ll be different in the future. It’s no job to use tricks to wipe out the ignorant Houston guys.’

But suddenly, he was worried.

“Raymond, he’s not interrupting again, is he?”

There were so many times when he was disturbed by him that he was worried about him endlessly.

But he soon smiled and shook his head.

‘He’s a healer. There’s no way he knows how to do it. Unless he is a genius in the art of tactics, there is no way he can see through my plan.’

Grand Duke Berard leaned back comfortably in his throne.

Now that he will surely win, it will not be long before this throne becomes completely his.

***

And just like that, Grand Duke Berard’s demons approaches the Kingdom of Houston by the hour.

Raymond, who had a moment to spare, was swinging his sword.

‘I’ve definitely gotten stronger. My body has become lighter.’ Raymond thought to himself.

Even if it wasn’t for the ‘Survival Instinct’ skill that beat Seytil, he definitely felt stronger.

‘Well, I’m a healer anyway. It’s not a big deal.’

‘I had one question, though.’

“How strong have I become right now?”

‘I couldn’t fathom it.’

‘I can’t even try to spar with the knights to see how good I am right now.’

‘Ugh. I don’t want to spar ignorantly. I could get hurt for nothing. I’m just going to support by healing injured patients.’

‘I vaguely guess that I have become stronger than the ‘minimum’ official knight.’

‘Maybe i am stringer than a mana user…….’

‘And one more thing I’m curious about.’

‘If I keep raising my stats, how strong will I be in the future?’