Doctor Player Chapter 123

Doctor Player Chapter 123

Count ibo opened his eyes in amazent.

“Is that true? Raymond has been conspiring with the people of the enemy country?”

“Yes, soone witnessed a secret eting with Drowton's people last night.”

“also! There was such an ulterior motive!”

Count Maybo revealed this.

‘What about the Houston Kingdom? Now that this evidence has been secured, you are finished.'

Count Maybo received a special order from Seytil.

Use the authority of the commander to destroy him sohow.

But I couldn't find an excuse, so I gave you the perfect justification!

“Take him with you right now!”

The shocking story of Raymond's court-martial spread throughout the castle.

It was because it was Raymond's job, who was followed by all soldiers.

“No, is that really true? Did the prince conspire with the people of the enemy country?”

“Can't believe it?”

“What kind of absurd bullshit is that?”

Most of the responses were nonsensical.

Only so of those who were instigated by Count Maybo actively claid Raymond's guilt.

Afterwards, the central square of the castle.

The trial was held in front of everyone.

The trial was held in a completely public place in order to bring maximum disgrace.

“Pego Pennin, co forward!”

Raymond walked out calmly.

Count Maybo frowned.

Raymond's face showed no sign of trouble.

‘bouncer. Being proud is still up to this day. As of today, you are guilty of high treason for colluding with the enemy country.'

With that in mind, he growled and said.

“You must be well aware of Baron Pennin's own sins, right?”

“What do you an?”

“Are you pretending?! The evidence is so clear! Didn't you communicate with the people of the enemy country!”

“On what evidence do you say that?”

“Soone witnessed your secret eting with the Drowtons last night. This is clear evidence of inner pain. You will be severely punished!”

“You have no idea what I was talking about, do you?”

It was a valid rebuttal, but Count Maybo laughed.

On the battlefield where the commander's words were legal, this circumstance alone was enough to cover the cri.

“It’s obvious even if you don’t listen to what the conversation was about. Clearly unfavorable to allies, to the enemy... … .”

Then Raymond stopped talking.

“What if I have evidence that I did not ddle with my enemies?”

“evidence? what!”

Count Maybo snorted.

What proof could there be?

But Raymond didn't back down.

“If I am innocent, please apologize and compensate for dishonoring by bringing to court without clear evidence.”

“compensation?”

“A noble's honor is a precious law. We demand compensation accordingly.”

Raymond looked straight at the sword Maybo was wearing.

“The count's heirloom ‘Winter Sword' would be appropriate.”

“… … !”

Maybo's face turned red.

Winter Sword!

As a symbol of the once prestigious Countess ibo, it was a treasured sword that was no different from the honor of the family.

‘Since you tried to tarnish my honor, you should risk the family's honor as well.'

Raymond thought to himself.

‘If I sell that at auction, I can make 100,000 pennies, right?'

Even if it wasn't, money was tight, but I thought it was going well.

“If you are not confident in the Count's judgnt, you don't have to accept it. Instead, please refrain from making rash judgnts like this in the future.”

No wonder the Count was furious at that provocative statent!

“Okay, don’t take your opinion. Instead, if you cannot provide clear evidence that anyone can understand, you will be punished for conspiring with the enemy.”

My guilt!

It was a terrible sin, but Raymond nodded without hesitation.

“All right. This is proof, Chief Lao. It is difficult to disclose to others, so only the Count and his staff should confirm it.”

By the way, Rao, an elite mber of the administrative staff, was assisting in the trial.

The military leaders, including Lao and Count ibo, opened the letter and said,

“… … !”

Everyone's eyes widened to the size of a lantern.

Incredibly surprising information was written in the letter.

“This is… … What the hell is this information about?”

“This is the information we got from our eting yesterday. Would this be enough evidence to prove my innocence?”

“… … .”

Looking at Count Maybo, who had beco mute, Raymond smiled leisurely.

“Sir Ingel.”

“yes yes?”

Sir Ingel was the lieutenant of Count Maybo.

“Could you prepare for the operation according to the contents of the letter? This is your chance to win.”

The command staff moved in a hurry.

It wasn't the ti to be like this.

It was a letter in which everything the Marquis of Dulac would do was written. If you plan your strategy based on this information, you will be able to reap a big victory!

After that, the trial ended in a hurry, and Raymond took the most important thing before he forgot.

“Then, would you like a winter sword?”

“… … .”

That's how Raymond got his hands on the heirloom of the count's family.

It will sell for a very good price!

* * *

It wasn't just the treasured sword that I got.

The Houston Kingdom army prepared a counterattack based on the information Raymond obtained and was able to achieve a great victory.

Upon hearing the news, the Houston Kingdom army praised Raymond.

“They said that those stubborn bastards, moved by the prince, bowed their heads and confessed General Durac's strategy.”

“Then, what about the big victory this ti?”

“Yes, it was only because our prince found out about the plan in advance. They say that if it wasn't for the prince, the castle might have fallen.”

The soldiers groaned.

Once again, thanks to Raymond, a big crisis was overco.

I didn't even know how many tis it was.

“The prince saved us again.”

“I've been with the prince ever since the Rafal region, and I can't count how many tis I've saved my life thanks to the prince.”

The conversation ended as usual.

“Long live Raymond!”

“Long live the prince!”

“Majesty Raymond!”

Thanks to the court-martial held by Count ibo, all the soldiers knew what had happened.

Thanks to this, the sound of Raymond's hurray resonated throughout the castle, and this incident was conveyed to the Royal Army Headquarters.

It was a great victory on an important front.

Moreover, the opponent was behind.

The best commander of Drowton, who is like a nightmare for the Houston Kingdom!

The people at headquarters were amazed.

“As expected, Baron Pennin.”

“Even on the front lines, it’s still the sa. To make a ball like that again.”

“Moreover, to win when the opponent is behind. It's amazing.”

At the beginning of the war, most of the knights were jealous of Raymond and crushed the ball.

But now a lot has changed. He put so much effort into it that he was eventually recognized.

Raymond's greatness.

There was also a reason why he changed his mind after admiring Raymond's self-interest for others.

Of course, not everyone was like that.

So still envious people condemned Raymond's actions.

“Still, treating enemy soldiers.”

“That is not right. No matter how good the results are... … .”

Duke Raif, who had been listening quietly at that ti, spoke.

“What is more important than results on the battlefield?”

“… … !”

Duke Leif looked at them as if he was pitiful.

“On the battlefield, nothing is more important than results. Got it?”

“I’m sorry, sir.”

So oppositionists lowered their heads without even making a sound.

The montum of the Houston Kingdom's army rose to the first great victory on the central front.

but after a while

An incident occurred that poured cold water on that montum.

The Houston Kingdom army in Bioton Castle was defeated.

It was also one of the few major defeats after the opening of the war.

It was because Count ibeau, who was blinded by his achievents, was caught up in the deception of the Marquis of Dulac and went out of the castle to intercept and fell into a trap.

In the defeat, many soldiers lost their lives and most of the command, including Count ibo, were either killed or captured.

As a result, only Raymond and so soldiers remained in Bioton Castle.

It was the outbreak of the worst crisis.

* * *

“Aagh!”

“help !”

“My arms! my arms! Whoops!”

It was hell.

A scene more horrific than any horror he had ever experienced unfolded in the Penin Treatnt Center.

A number of wounded soldiers were brought in.

The soldiers who returned alive were better off.

It was because a far greater number of soldiers could not even return to the castle and beca unwelco guests.

‘Shit. Because of that Maebo pig.'

Raymond gritted his teeth.

It was all due to Count ibeau's careless attack, falling for the deception of the Marquis of Dulac.

If he had known in advance, he would have stopped it, but after the court-martial, Count Maybo, who was firmly crooked, did not give Raymond any words and attacked arbitrarily.

‘I have to live even a little more!'

Raymond desperately treated the crowd of patients.

But it was not enough.

There were too many wounded.

Many soldiers passed away without receiving dical treatnt.

To make matters worse, Raymond faced the worst.

“… … Should I be the commander of Castle Bioton?”

“Your baron.”

Raymond was hit in the head with a hamr and had a face.

What kind of beef gravy is this?

‘Would you expect to beco the commander of the castle?'

Sir Ingel, the only surviving staff mber, explained in a difficult manner.

“In the battle that day, all of the high-ranking officers were either killed or captured, so now the baron is the most senior among the soldiers in this castle.”

‘What nonsense! I'm a healer!'

But what Sir Ingel said was true.

When a commander dies, command authority passes to the next superior. With all of the higher ups gone, it was only right that Raymond be the commander in turn.

For reference, Raymond was the leader of the healing corps and held the sa rank as the commander of the other special corps.

‘What kind of command do I, a healer!'

At that mont, I suddenly beca conscious.

It wasn't the ti to be like this.

‘You have to run away. If I stay here, I'll be captured by the Droton Kingdom.'

Raymond ordered a lightning-fast retreat!

“Did you say Sir Ingel? You said I had command? I give up the castle and order the entire army to retreat.”

Fortunately, Sir Ingel did not object.

Rather, he imdiately nodded.

“Yes too. You are wise. I will pass it on to the entire army imdiately.”

Sir Ingel.

As an adjutant of Count ibo, he opposed Count ibo's careless attack during the defeat, but was hated and did not participate in the battle.

Thanks to that, he survived, and as an example, he had excellent judgnt.

‘It would be foolish to cling to rcury under such unfavorable circumstances. It is wise to retreat. As soon as he took command, he made such an accurate judgnt. As expected, he is a master of strategy.'

Sir Ingel admired Raymond's bold (?) decision.

However, the plan failed before implentation.

The Marquis of Dulac moved quickly!

“Drawton Kingdom Army has blocked the retreat!”

“… … !”

“The castle is under siege!”

Raymond's face went white.

worst.

The crisis of desperation had arrived.

Now he had to sohow block Dulac's attack with his abilities.

‘But am I a healer? How on earth? The only ability I have is that of a healer!'

Raymond thought with a white face.