Doctor Player

Doctor Player Chapter 142

Those who saw Raymond like that exclaimed in surprise.

“Lord! Dangerous!”

“Master, please step back! Dangerous!”

“older brother! We'll take care of this!”

In turn, it was Elmud Christine Rao.

Duke Leif also shouted with a pale complexion.

“Hurry up and run away! You are the best talent who will bloom brilliantly someday! Save your life!”

But Raymond did not back down.

I was honestly scared.

Even with a C-grade steel heart, the pressure of the battle could not be relieved.

‘Ugh... … When this job is over, I won't even look at the sword.'

Raymond realized that he was a healer and not a knight. didn't fit the bill.

But now I had to pick up the sword.

to live!

‘Skill-using healer's death saint!'

[We are fighting against a powerful enemy to protect the patient!]

[The skill ‘Healer's Murderous Saint' is manifested!]

[Stamina stat increases by 1.3 times! Sense stats increase by 1.5 times!]

[Stamina: 63 → 141.35]

[Sensation: 52 → 120.3]

Stats jumped in the blink of an eye.

Raymond's body became stronger and more agile.

and.

[The healer who sets out to protect the patient is strong!]

[The ‘fighter's instinct' dwells in an instant!]

The moment that message comes to mind.

Raymond's world has changed.

Once the fear is gone.

The only thing that exists is the fierce fighting instinct!

‘I have a fighting instinct?'

Raymond felt embarrassed.

By analogy, it was like being a mother bird who became aggressive to protect her young.

What was even more surprising was that the unfolding battles were being fully understood.

It was not possible to follow the sword's trajectory with the eyes.

It just felt instinctive.

What kind of sword path is unfolding now and what kind of situation will unfold in the future.

‘… … This is the effect of ‘projection instinct'?'

It was the moment I thought so.

Raymond unknowingly thrust out his sword.

It was not a deliberate attack.

I just felt like I had to do this.

It was an impulsive or instinctive attack.

A crude, straight line flew at Khalis.

“dare… … !”

Khalis vented his rage at the dare of the healer to stab her with a sword.

‘I'll cut your throat right away!'

I tried to simply dodge it and cut my throat.

Callis's eyes widened.

‘This one?'

It wasn't a great attack.

Of course, it was quite fast and strong.

It is comparable to the attacks of advanced sword experts in front of me.

Even so, it was a level of attack that could be sufficiently blocked with his skills as a sword master.

But the problem was elsewhere.

‘Why is it at this angle?'

The attack was flying straight into the right shoulder.

The problem was that it was unavoidable.

‘If I avoid that, my posture will be completely disturbed.'

Now he was fighting one-on-one fight.

I had to avoid it while considering the other swords, but the angle at which they flew was unfortunate.

It was an angle attack that would inevitably expose a huge gap if it was dodged.

‘Damn it!'

In an instant, Khalis spat out a curse.

Even if you give up your right shoulder, it's over.

That said, it was over even if I avoided it and exposed the gap.

It was truly an outing.

‘How could this attack?'

Callis made her choice.

If your right shoulder is pierced, you are unable to fight.

Raymond's attack was dodged, but

‘Gap!'

The knights, including Elmud, the Duke of Leif, did not miss that gap.

First of all, Elmud launched the first attack.

A blow with all his might tore Khalis' waist apart.

“Gagging!”

Behind him was Muhad, a warrior of the Lan tribe. Khalis narrowly dodged the attack.

Even though he blocked successive attacks from Viscount Tees of the Drowton Kingdom, he couldn't avoid completely distorting his posture.

finally.

The moment she met Duke Leif's cold eyes, Khalis knew her fate.

‘Oh, no.'

Dig!

Duke Leif's aura blade pierced Khalis' heart.

* * *

Silence fell after the battle.

Everyone looked at Raymond in astonishment.

Everyone knows.

It was thanks to Raymond's blow that he was able to catch Carlisle.

In particular, the impact of those who had been with Raymond for a long time was great.

‘How did the master attack like that?'

‘I knew that my brother had a talent for swords, but. that one?'

‘Is your lord great with a sword?'

Of course, they all knew that Raymond had a knack for the sword.

But the attack just wasn't that level.

First of all, speed and strength.

It was not enough to compare with the sword expert advanced.

What was even more surprising was the roughness of the sword.

It was just an attack in a straight line. As if stabbed by someone who doesn't know the sword.

Still, it was surprisingly strong.

It was incomprehensible.

This is because the brilliance of swordsmanship is not manifested by simply striking hard, but by perfect posture and perfect swordsmanship.

Even more astonishing was the exquisiteness of the attack.

‘I made an attack that was impossible to counter at the exact moment. How did you attack me like that?'

Christine Rao Elmude looked at Raymond in amazement.

Others were just as shocked.

‘I thought Baron Penin had swordsmanship skills like that?'

Even otherwise, he was a great Raymond.

Not only did he have genius resourcefulness, but he also had the ability of a healer and a personality that was respected by everyone.

However, when he showed off his swordsmanship skills, everyone looked at Raymond in amazement as if they had lost their souls.

Meanwhile, Raymond cleared his throat at their gaze.

‘Hehe.'

I had no choice but to go out, but it seems like I had a major accident.

‘… … Um, this is a skill. It seems everyone is misunderstanding something. What do you say?'

Raymond shook his head.

‘I don't think I'm in a situation where I can pretend I was lucky.'

Raymond was troubled.

‘This is not my skill. I was lucky enough to do it because of my skill.'

In any case, it seemed necessary to explain the situation.

‘But isn't this a bad thing? Anyway, you did a great job. Isn't it an opportunity to make an image if I pack it well?'

Raymond decided.

Let's use this opportunity as an opportunity for image making!

He coughed again and opened his mouth.

“You don’t have to look at it that way. I just got lucky.”

“Luck?”

Viscount Tees, a senior expert in Drowton, shook his head.

“To think such a great blow was luck. You are too humble.”

Muhad, a warrior of the Lan tribe, also said.

“Yes, O light of the Gentiles. That blow was a great attack like light.”

Raymond shook his head.

“Of course, I am a swordsman genius. But the blow I just made wasn’t just a matter of genius.”

“then?”

“It was because of the desire to help you. Thanks to that heart, a miracle happened.”

Everyone made puzzled faces.

It was a look that said what that meant.

“You know the story that a mother bird can instantly display incredible strength when her chicks are attacked?”

“I know. Could it be that?”

“Yes, thanks to the desire to protect you, it seems that I was able to manifest a power that surpasses my abilities in an instant.”

Raymond deliberately put on a heavy face for others.

“When you were in crisis, I thought a lot. How can I help you?”

“… … .”

“As a result of my troubles, there was only one way. That I had to risk death and get Khalis's attention. So I risked my death to help you, and I think I was able to produce unexpectedly good results.”

“… … !”

Raymond continued with a stern voice.

“I think I was able to generate such great strength thanks to my earnest desire to help you all.”

The intestines became sober.

‘He gave up superhuman strength to protect us?'

It would be surprising if that was true.

A few figures nodded in admiration.

First, Machapel III.

“To think that he exerted greater strength with the desire to help others. Are you, Baron Pennin? … I really respect you. Jim will try to be like you.”

Like a child, he was sincerely moved and brought tears to his eyes.

Christine Lao Elmud also bit her lip in admiration.

They were familiar with his saintly (?) heart, so they easily understood Raymond's words.

‘If it's Master, it's possible enough. How big was the heart for others to be able to unleash such a miraculous blow? I just fought to live and I'm ashamed.'

‘Brother, I respect you.'

‘Elmud you pathetic bastard! What did you do as a lifeguard? Let's see and remember clearly. That lord's appearance is the model of a relief article.'

They each felt respected and ashamed.

The others also nodded.

To be honest, it wasn't that there wasn't a side of me tilting my head to believe it, but since the person concerned explained it that way, I didn't even say no.

Especially not Raymond?

The light of the great Houston kingdom that is only for others!

Being such a great man, it was understandable that he expressed superhuman strength with a heart for others.

but one. Someone snorted at Raymond's words.

“You are talking nonsense. To say that he developed superhuman strength with a heart for others. Is such a thing possible?”

“… … !”

It was the Duke of Life!

He looked at Raymond with sharp eyes.

“As a sword master, I swear to you, the blow I just took is absolutely not like that. It is clear that you, Baron Pennin, delivered such a blow with only a sense of genius. Isn't it?”

‘What's wrong with that man all of a sudden?'

Raymond made a troubled face.

“Because the martial arts you were born with were sent down from heaven (Cheonmujiche: 天武肢體).”

Duke Leif looked at Raymond with burning eyes.

His eyes were more intense than last time.

“You saved me twice. From previous treatments and to this day. Thank you very much. I will definitely repay this favor.”

Then Duke Leif spoke again as if swearing.

“Definitely… … I will definitely pay you back.”

It's a thank you, but why?

It smelled of sticky obsession.

Raymond swallowed.

‘Please say that. You're not saying you're going to teach me swordsmanship to repay the favor, right?'

Somehow it seemed possible.

‘No, that's not what I wanted, you were to become my hukou?'

Raymond thought about this when he treated Duke Rife.

Let's make sure to live and make it a hukou for the rest of our lives!

However, after all, Duke Leif was not easygoing.

Far from being Hogu,

‘It's more of an obsessive look!'

Raymond screamed.

I felt a stronger obsession than before.

Did you feel that your obsession became much stronger with a grateful heart?

‘No. What I want is a hoe who will suck the marrow unreservedly from me, not an obsessive stalker.'

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