To Hell with Being a Saint, I’m a Doctor
Chapter 59: Baptism Ceremony (2)

From her back, she seemed to overlap with his figure.

The Bellacroix family, who served the saint, was not a notable family in this era originally.

Though it was a prestigious family by reputation, it was nothing without the saint.

But in this historical era, where both a saint and a saintess appeared simultaneously, it would have been absurd if the Bellacroix family hadn’t made a move.

Serving the saint was their mission. Now that a new saint had appeared, they naturally showed movement.

But why was one of the young ladies from that place volunteering as a servant in the saint’s mansion?

Iriel muttered, not understanding their actions.

“…I can’t understand it.”

She shook her head.

Arriving at the summit for the meeting, Ray whistled softly when he saw the village laid out below him.

“Whew, that’s quite a sight.”

The landscape was filled with people to the point that they were more noticeable than the village itself.

The bustling crowd was looking up at where he was.

It was far, but the village below was not out of sight.

Seeing Ray, the crowd murmured.

“Is that the new saint?”

“I can’t see well, but the white hair is quite noticeable. If it’s white hair, then he must be the saint.”

“Doesn’t he look handsome?”

“Where, where!”

Ray felt the weight of his new title as he monopolized the attention of many.

Just showing up had drawn the attention of many.

With just a few words, he probably could have made them move like waves.

In the midst of these unnecessary thoughts, Euclid bowed her head as if apologizing for interrupting his thoughts and said,

“…Saint, I apologize, but before the ceremony, you must say a few words to the people.”

“…What are you talking about?”

“Just as I told you. The ceremony is originally a sign of respect to the gods. Before that, showing respect to the people is like asking them to support us in the future.”

“…”

He didn’t remember hearing such a thing from Iriel.

No, it wasn’t that he couldn’t remember, but such an event was nonexistent in history!

Why was he missing out on these important teachings?

If he had asked Iriel, she probably would have answered like this.

“Huh? You don’t need to remember such things. You’re just talking to the people, so just say something and they will interpret it in a good way. Hehehe.”

He felt as if he could hear her laughter.

Ray held his forehead and shook his head, and Euclid said,

“Anyway, since you’re just talking to the people, you can speak comfortably. They will interpret it in a good way.”

Looking down with an expressionless face, Ray felt a shiver down his spine as he heard the exact same words he thought Iriel would say.

The only difference was that her expression was an infinitely cold and expressionless face.

Could it be that Euclid was similar to Iriel? Pushing away the rising thought, he took a step forward.

The pressure he felt was not small, but he steeled his heart and headed for the platform.

The platform, designed to be visible to the crowd, was so burdensome that just standing there was enough to draw attention.

Feeling their gaze, the murmuring of the crowd was quite loud.

He couldn’t understand exactly what they were saying, but he knew they were talking about him.

“…….”

Being someone with excellent speech skills even in the modern era,

Moreover, it wasn’t that he had never given a speech in front of such a crowd before.

He felt nervous, but he wasn’t afraid.

On the contrary, he felt a sense of excitement that he hadn’t felt in a long time.

However, to others, he might have looked too nervous, with his facial expressions all tensed up.

Euclid also seemed to feel the same way. Quietly observing him, she cautiously handed something to Ray.

“What’s this?”

Ray asked as he looked at the small object decorated with gold in the palm of his hand.

“It was a magical tool. When you held it in your hand, the speaker’s voice became louder. Please use this when you speak.”

She politely extended her hand, but Ray shook his head.

“I don’t need it.”

“… I’m sorry, but the Saint’s voice won’t reach the people. So……”

Despite her words, he smiled and shook his head again.

“……”

Ignoring her mysterious gaze, Ray drew up his mana.

Sound was created by the transmission of sound waves to the ear as a result of vibrations. This meant that if the sound waves did not disappear, the sound could be transmitted no matter how far away it was.

Ray spread the drawn-up mana widely in the air. He limited the target to the radius where the crowd was spread out.

“Ah, ah.”

Just like testing a microphone, he let out his voice, and the murmurs of the crowd grew louder.

By using mana to prevent the sound waves from disappearing and continuously vibrating them, it would sound very clear, as if the person next to them was speaking.

Euclid was also surprised by the clarity of his voice.

As far as she knew, there was no such magic or magical tool.

‘Magic…?’

Considering the Saint’s age, he was very young. To use this level of magic, he must have been at least a 3rd-circle mage.

Moreover, since it was impossible to manifest magic without an incantation, the probability of it being a magical tool was higher.

Ray observed the reaction for a moment.

It seemed that amplifying the sound worked better than he thought.

He slowly looked around at the people.

And then he quietly began to speak.

“Nice to meet you, respected citizens.”

The people below, who were looking at him, were shocked from the first word Ray uttered.

Adults did show respect to the citizens, but they couldn’t have imagined that he would use the term ‘respected’.

The murmurs among the citizens grew louder.

Ray continued speaking without minding it.

“My name is Ray, selected as a Saint this time. I don’t know how to thank the god who chose me, a person still young and lacking.”

He wanted to punch rather than thank the god.

But he spoke the false words without even a hint of hesitation.

To captivate the hearts of the people, it was necessary to form a common ground with them. And this could be easily achieved with ‘faith’ at that moment.

He looked around again and continued speaking.

“Originally, you and I, the Saint, would have been no different. I wasn’t from a good family, just a child who grew up in a small village. If I hadn’t been chosen as a Saint, you might not have looked at me as you do now.”

“……”

“……”

Silence filled the air.

“I’m telling you this because I want you to follow ‘reality’, not ‘dreams’.”

“…Reality?”

“Reality, you say……”

No matter what, it was difficult for them to empathize with the Saint, who was supposed to be living in their ‘dreams’, talking about reality.

Their perplexed reaction wasn’t unreasonable.

But Ray was undaunted by their response.

“At some point, people started turning their backs on the reality right next to them and only chased after dreams. Isn’t it strange? They don’t even look at reality, nor do they think about changing it, yet they chase after dreams.”

He paused for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth.

“Dreams are nothing more than the shadows of reality. Just as shadows change when the substance changes. If reality changes, dreams too will transform into something achievable.”

“No matter how much you say that…”

“Well, you’re young, you see…”

Hearing their voices, Ray smiled.

“Do you know what my initial goal was when I first came ‘here’?”

“…”

“…”

“I wanted to become a magician who could bring down meteor showers from the sky.”

“…Huh?”

“Meteor? …Magician?”

For those who had been thinking of a cleric or a high priest, this was an unexpected statement.

And it was natural for them to think so, as he was now a saint, not a magician.

“So, did you think I achieved that now?”

They had no response to that. However, they could all see that their gazes were negative.

Becoming a magician at his current age seemed nearly impossible.

Just like Hopel of the Silos Duchy, who was just a 1st Circle user.

Despite that, he was being praised as a magical prodigy.

If he had entered the 2nd Circle by the age of 20, he would have been called a genius.

The fact that he, at just fifteen, was both a meteor shower-casting magician and a saint was unbelievable.

“If I said that I created a meteor in the sky, what would you think?”

“Then wouldn’t that be a lie?”

“How can a person command meteors? It seems the Saint has given an exaggerated example.”

Even the nobles who had been attentively listening to his story at the baptism shook their heads.

“That was a bit too much.”

“But still, you’ve spoken well so far.”

However, Ray did not stop despite their words.

“I will show you the dream I had and the reality I achieved.”

As he spoke, mana gathered around him.

Drrrrrrr-

As the surroundings faintly trembled, the nobles and commoners tensed up.

Ray’s mana had dominated the atmosphere around him.

He turned off the amplification magic to make the incantation inaudible.

“Rock Storm. Psychokinesis. Fire.”

Krrrrrr-

In an instant, small rocks around him rose like a storm, forming a large sphere in the sky.

Soon after, in the blink of an eye, ignited flames enveloped the spherical rock floating in the sky.

Wooosh-

A noble dropped a plate filled with food onto the ground.

They were at a loss for words at the unbelievable phenomenon unfolding before their eyes.

The way he reversed only the gravity of the rocks with his mana control was truly miraculous.

Moreover, it would be difficult to find someone in this other world who could manifest all of this with the amount of mana they possessed.

Looking at the enormous sphere floating in the sky, not only the commoners but also the nobles opened their mouths in awe.

Euclid, too, could not maintain her usual expressionless face. She stared at the sphere in the sky with a pale complexion.

The thought of fleeing never crossed her mind. After all, if that thing plummeted to the ground, they would all perish just the same.

But the sphere, despite its colossal size, showed no signs of falling.

Instead, it merely floated in the sky, burning tranquilly.

How much mana would one require to make such a phenomenon possible?

Ray enhanced his voice once more and spoke.

“I altered reality bit by bit. Eventually, in accordance with my wish, I transformed into a magician who could summon meteors.”

“…”

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No one could respond to his words. The absurdity he had uttered had acquired a sense of reality.

“Do you have dreams? What about your reality?”

The nobles, too, considered Ray’s words once more.

“Cancel. Psychokinesis.”

At his command, the sphere morphed back into small rock fragments and descended to the ground, but Ray intercepted them.

He then directed them all to a nearby mountain. Since they had originally been suspended in the sky, scattering them was not a difficult task.

The meteor, which had vanished from the sky without a trace, left them gazing blankly at Ray.

“I hope you all achieve your dreams. I will spare no effort to assist you in reaching them. Please lend me your strength in doing so.”

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