Chapter 413

Doctor Player Chapter 413

Even Raymond was considerate of their situation.

“If receiving treatment from me is burdensome, please contact me in advance. We will make it possible for you to receive treatment while avoiding the gaze of others.”

Regardless of the political relationship, Raymond was just trying to collect as many hukou as possible, but the opponent was even more moved.

‘How can someone like that exist?’

‘I can’t believe you’ve taken care of us like this.’

In this way, Raymond became the protagonist of a complete banquet.

Looking at Raymond like that, the saint of brilliance.

“... ... .”

It was tightly closed.

“I will go back.”

“Saint? Is there a banquet yet?”

This banquet was a banquet in which two candidates for the throne were the main characters.

But, it wasn’t even halfway through the banquet yet, and I was going back.

It was absurd, but the saint of brilliance did not give up.

“He said he would return.”

“... ... all right.”

Suha, who noticed that the saint of brilliance had already been hurt, could not dissuade him any more.

‘It won’t matter. After all, the throne belongs to the saint of brilliance.’

Yes, the contest for the throne is nothing more than catering.

When the selection of the electorate was completed, the next emperor had already been decided.

Now, Saint Rosette Kingdom and the Saint of Poverty struggle in vain.

‘Still, going back in the middle like this isn’t a good move.’

But who will stop the saint of brilliance?

Reluctantly, he nodded his head.

At that time, the saint of brilliance spoke quietly.

“I will hear the slums.”

“... ... You mean today?”

“Okay, we’re going to enjoy ‘Yu-hee,’ so get ready.”

Suha made a troubled face.

play.

It was the terrible eccentricity of Biond, the saint of brilliance.

Biond was made a saint from birth, and as a result, he had an extremely distorted mind.

It was this ‘eccentricity’ that was expressed to the extreme.

‘If rumors spread, the imperial capital would be upset.’

Fortunately, rumors did not spread.

First of all, it was because the Kingdom of Gears thoroughly blocked it, and Biond also covered its opponent.

He unleashed his terrible eccentricities only on the poor.

The slums of the imperial capital are the worst crime zone.

No one thought it strange that a few people were missing, so the eccentricity of the saint of brilliance could not be revealed until now.

“Your Highness, though, until the election for the throne is over, take care of yourself.”

“hey.”

Biond, the saint of brilliance, shone brightly in his eyes.

“Should I make you say it twice?”

“... ... !”

Seeing those mad eyes, Suha got goosebumps.

He hurriedly lowered his head, realizing that if he did something wrong, he could end up in needless anger.

“I will follow your word.”

So the saint of brilliance left the banquet hall.

Just before leaving, the saint of brilliance turned his head.

I saw Raymond smiling brightly, surrounded by all sorts of people.

He frowned as it seemed to be shining.

‘Let’s see.’

Nothing would change anyway.

Thus, the saint of brilliance ignored Raymond.

* * *

The grand banquet was a great success.

“No Master!”

“yes? but?”

“If you go, you might be eaten!”

get eaten

In the end, it was Christine expressed in primary colors.

Raymond widened his eyes.

“Are you getting eaten? what is that?”

Also naive Raymond.

Even though it was expressed in primary colors, I couldn’t understand it at all.

It was because his whole mind was focused only on money, so he had no interest in that side(?) at all.

Of course, Raymond’s innocence was interpreted differently by Christine.

‘... ... Master too. Only the sick and the people know, so they don’t understand this slang at all. I have to protect it even more.’

It was time to make a firm commitment.

The attendant who delivered the note cleared his throat.

Unlike the innocent (?) Raymond, the attendant was worn out in the imperial palace and, of course, understood Christine’s words.

“... ... Excuse me, but that won’t happen, lady.”

“... ... How can you believe that?”

Christine still looked suspiciously at her, but the attendant looked around and said in a quiet voice.

“... ... Because the person who sent this note is Her Majesty Catherine.”

“... ... yes?”

For a moment, Christine’s face hardened.

Who are you now?

The servant still whispered in a low voice.

“His Majesty Catherine would like to see Saint Raymond in secret.”

Catherine.

The current emperor requested a meeting with Raymond.

* * *

“... ... .”

Christine blushed and disappeared.

The emperor secretly asked for a political meeting, but he was embarrassed by a misunderstanding alone.

On the other hand, Raymond just tilted his head.

‘What does it mean to be eaten?’

He understood the meaning of the words.

‘You mean you’re aiming for what I have? Then my property?’

Of course, his fortune is minus 20 million pennies.

But he has a goose that will soon lay golden eggs, the medical industry, so he might be aiming for that... ... .

Thinking that far, Raymond shook his head.

‘... ... Well, somehow it doesn’t seem like it. Let’s get nervous though. I don’t know what they’re aiming for.’

Raymond hardened his face.

I would have been nervous even if it wasn’t for Christine’s warning.

For reference, Raymond was pure in the world of adults, but had a sensitive sense of things related to his own gain and money.

Of course, it’s a useless feeling that only causes loss every day, but that sharp feeling was warning me.

That Catherine would say something bad.

It was a natural guess that the current emperor, who would soon be dethroned, secretly invited the next candidate for the throne.

It was clear that it was an unusual business with dark feelings.

‘Calm down. can’t be swayed Keep in mind and only think about money. The only thing that matters to me is money.’

So Raymond made up his mind and followed the attendant.

“This way.”

The attendant led Raymond to a corner of the imperial palace.

For some reason, when he entered the palace where people did not seem to be able to step, a surprising figure greeted him.

“Meet the famous saint of poverty.”

A beautiful face in her mid-thirties with a good impression.

It was Emperor Catherine, whom I had seen many times in portraits!

Raymond thought a little surprised.

‘You look much younger than when you saw it in the portrait.’

Catherine the Great was known to be in her mid-forties.

But since he looked like he was in his mid-thirties, it had been quite a while.