The Saint Was the Devil’s Henchman chapter 53

The Saint Was the Devil’s Henchman 53

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Ethan smiled broadly.

He easily avoided the counterattacks of the masked men as if he was playing with them.

It didn’t stop at just dodging the attack.

Ethan, who had amplified his leg power with divine magic, disappeared from the sight of the masked people in an instant.

“Where are you?”

The masked men quickly looked around and took a defensive stance.

“Uh-huh!”

But even taking a defensive stance was to no avail.

One of the masked men was hit in the stomach by an attack that he did not know where he came from.

It was a fatal blow.

Even that wasn’t enough, Ethan grabbed the masked man’s head and injected him with magic.

“ね! Crackle!”

The masked man let out a groaning groan as he scratched his neck, which was shaking like a worm in the veins.

Ethan used the masked man as a shield to approach the other masked men.

Even the masked people felt fear at the sight.

They exchanged glances with each other.

‘A battle beyond this is meaningless.’

‘Let’s disperse and let at least one survive!’

And the moment the masked people nodded their heads.

“Where are you going?”

Ethan quickly stopped them.

After that, what unfolded was a one-sided beating.

The masked people could not even resist and died in an instant.

Only one survived.

And the masked man knew well why he had survived.

It wasn’t because he was good at it.

“Ugh.”

The masked man grabbed the bleeding abdomen and stepped back.

Information.

That must be what this boy wanted.

Ethan looked at the last masked man with cool eyes.

* * *

In the distance, a rustling sound of metal clashing was heard.

It was the sound of knights’ armor.

Ethan clicked his tongue low.

He plunged the living masked man into his shadow.

“Oh, no… … !”

The Masked Man screamed and was buried in Ethan’s shadow.

It was the ‘Shadow Realm’, one of the dark magic.

Then, Ethan erased the magical energy he was exhaling and spread a little divine power.

And with the sword the masked man was holding, he lightly cut his arm.

The flesh swelled up and blood shed.

Ethan pretended he was injured by the masked men and pressed the wounded area.

At that moment, the knights appeared in front of Ethan.

“How could the Saint Candidate be here!”

“Are you okay?”

The knights hurriedly tried to support Ethan.

But Ethan waved his hand.

“it’s okay.”

Among the knights were Ethan and Spherical Ben.

Ben asked Ethan.

“Why is Priest Ethan here?”

“I came here because I felt strange magic, and I ran into some masked men. Are they the ones who came after the Imperial Princess?”

“yes. That’s right. They are very quirky guys. You are doing this as soon as Your Majesty is fully healed!”

“That’s when I feel the most relaxed. Fenrir was there, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Ben was surprised at that.

Could it be that this boy had anticipated this attack in advance?

Because that’s what I thought.

But now is not the time to ask that.

“How are they?”

At Ben’s urging, Ethan pointed his back.

The cloud that had covered the moon receded, revealing the scene behind Ethan’s back.

The corpses of masked men were scattered there.

The knights opened their eyes in surprise.

“You’ve killed them all!”

“Awesome.”

However, instead of replying, Ethan continued to spread only the energy of divine power.

It was to decorate with things that had been destroyed by divine magic.

The knights looked at each other’s faces and whispered a little.

“He said he was a saint candidate.”

“I thought I was younger than I thought, but it wasn’t Heo Myung.”

The knights who followed the raiders knew.

The masked men who were sent in to assassinate the princess were quite talented at a glance.

I couldn’t help but be surprised that Ethan, who had not yet reached the age of majority, had killed them.

Meanwhile, the knight who was collecting the corpses of the masked men said:

“There are 21 bodies in total. One wishes from what has been reported.”

“What? Why is one empty? You counted right?!”

“I will search again!”

The knights were busily scattered.

After giving instructions to his subordinates, Ben narrowed his brow and looked back at Ethan.

“Are they all here? There’s a guy who ran away in the middle… … .”

“When I came here, it was all there was.”

“okay.”

That was then.

Suddenly, blood dripped from Ethan’s lips.

Ethan frowned and wiped his lips.

‘damn. It doesn’t seem like it’s still possible to do delicate battles for a long time with new magic.’

There were no major wounds on his body, but internal injuries were felt.

Ben was taken aback by Ethan’s appearance.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s nothing. Just take a break.”

Ethan healed his internal wounds by generating divine power from his hands.

Ethan sighed at the sudden surge of irritation.

‘I’m just dealing with those bastards and wearing an inner box.’

* * *

The chaotic night passed and the morning was bright.

After the attack, Cynthia changed her bedroom and asked for a nap.

The bright sunlight woke Cynthia like that.

Woof woof!

Fenrir’s barking could be heard nearby as if he had risen from the bed.

Cynthia stood up blankly.

Moments later, a knock was heard and Ben entered.

“Sir, is there anywhere you feel unwell?”

“No, no problem. it’s okay.”

“That’s right, I’m so glad. I have something to report on last night’s raid. Priest Ethan took care of all the assailants who fled immediately after the attack.”

“What? Is that real?”

Cynthia’s eyes widened at those words.

Ben immediately nodded.

The ugliness he had for Ethan had been completely resolved.

Not only did he detoxify Cynthia’s poison, but he also killed attempted assassination attempts, so Ethan’s ability was sufficiently proven.

“I think I was very lucky to have met Priest Ethan in New York at that time. As a candidate for sainthood, he is so talented and even insightful, it’s hard to believe that he’s still a boy.”

“Insight?”

“This is only my guess, but Priest Ethan seems to have anticipated this.”

“What?”

“I felt that way when we met and talked. So maybe that’s why I asked a reliable God-super to deliver the message?”

Ben continued to look at Fenrir, who was lying on the bed.

“Actually, I was injured because I didn’t receive Shinsu-nim’s protection.”

“Are you seriously hurt?”

“no. It wasn’t a big injury. As a priest, he also healed himself.”

“I’m glad you did.”

Cynthia rubbed her chest.

Still, he was ashamed of what he had done last night.

‘Maybe I made the mistake of doing that?’

Ethan would have had limited choices in what might or might not happen.

Above all, Ethan gave Cynthia’s safety more priority than his own by entrusting the divine beast to Cynthia.

‘okay. What can you gain by using me?’

She spoke kindly to Fenrir.

“I’ll take you to your original room later.”

And I was going to say thank you.

bruise!

Fenrir barked once as if he knew.

After a moment’s hesitation, Ben spoke to Cynthia.

“Your Majesty, even if you go now, Priest Ethan will not be in the room.”

“What? why?”

“He said that he was going to heal those who were released after being arrested on a charge of raiding a nobleman.”

“If you are accused of attacking a nobleman… Maybe they?”

Cynthia remembered that some time ago, Ethan’s request had released the remnants of the Empire.

“yes. you’re right.”

“Then it will fly out of my uncle’s eyes, so it’s amazing.”

It was markedly different from the usual priest.

‘Other priests would have come to the Empire under the pretext of healing me and attached themselves to my uncle.’

However, thanks to that, the misunderstanding about Ethan disappeared as if it had been washed away.

Cynthia got up from her seat with a fresh heart.

‘I’m all well, so I can’t stay in bed.’

Cynthia decided to do what she could.

* * *

An old treatment center outside Velium.

There were people who were involved in the raid on the nobility and suffered all sorts of hardships.

“Ugh… … .”

“Heh heh… … .”

The old clinic was filled with the sounds of sickness.

From abrasive wounds to large broken bones protruding out of the flesh, there were also cases of burns.

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Vivian was stunned at the sight.

“Have these people ever been tortured?”

Upon hearing that the people had been released, Vivian hired the pub owner, Paul, to rent a treatment center.

And he was running in a hurry while his father was away.

But the scene unfolding before my eyes was more terrifying than I had expected.

Paul answered.

“It is said that this happened during interrogation after resisting or being arrested during the arrest process. First of all, people in a hurry. There are more casualties.”

“People who don’t know anything… … .”

“It is common for the original guards to persecute the prisoners.”

At those words, Vivian was blown away.

Isn’t that what she would have been like had she not been the daughter of the regent?

But Vivian struggled to make up her mind.

She looked around and asked.

“By the way, why can’t I see the therapist?”

Paul made a perplexed face.

He took out a bag of gold coins and handed it to her.

“Hey, as you said, I barely managed to find a therapist, but I couldn’t find a therapist. Even the therapist in this treatment center can only rent a place, but I nailed it firmly to not doing treatment… … . sorry.”

“what?”

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Vivian sighed in shock.

Just because people were released didn’t mean things were resolved.

Because people still believed that they were the ones who attacked the nobles.

‘I didn’t think everything was resolved just because I was released, but it’s serious, isn’t it?’

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Vivian bit her lip.

The main customers of skilled therapists are the nobles.

So, because they don’t want to get out of the eyes of the nobles, they won’t treat those with magical powers.

“Did you ask the pars church priest?”

“Yes. Even so, I went to the priest in charge of Velium. We only told you the location of the treatment center, so if you come here and know who the patient is, I’m not sure if they will treat you or not.”

“It would be better than not trying. Well done.”

Then there was a knock on the old door of the clinic.

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Vivian’s eyes became vigilant.

Then Paul walked over to the door and said,

“Probably the priest. Don’t worry.”

When I opened the door, in front of me was a middle-aged man in a white priestly uniform of the Pars Church.

The priest smiled with a kind face.

“I came to you with a call. You said a lot of people were injured in accidents, right?”

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Vivian stepped forward and nodded.

“yes. Donations will be made in the best possible way. So please heal people.”

“ha ha ha. I’m sorry you said that. We just want to follow the will of Pars and help those who are suffering.”

“I made a mistake. Come in.”

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Vivian greeted the priest with a smile on her face.

The priest still entered the treatment room with a smile on his face.

But looking at the patients on the bed, he hardened his face coldly.

“Maybe these people… … .”

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Vivian swallowed dry saliva.

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