The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 417

Trevor exclaimed, "But I'm with you! We're fighting on the same side. Why would you want to kill me?"

Matthew coldly replied, "Have you ever heard the advice to take out the goody-two-shoes first before going to war?"

Trevor stayed quiet. He gaped at Matthew and was too shocked to say anything for quite a while.

Moments later, he couldn't bring himself to sit upright anymore and slumped in his seat as if he had lost his confidence. Like a deflated balloon, he looked completely downcast.

His voice turned soft and powerless. "How am I a goody-two-shoes? I'm a soldier, ready to give my life for my country in a war. I'm the kind who charges headfirst into battle and spills blood."

Matthew snarled, "Scholarly Tradition, the medical literature, is the Afflictan Sect legacy. It's a compilation of more than one thousand years of medical practices and the essence of traditional medicine.

"The Eastorians stole our knowledge of traditional medicine and rebranded it as Willoris medicine, but it didn't work out. That's why they came to steal our medical literature.

"Marcus, Renae's late husband, was killed by them. Haley brought me and Renae to meet the buyer, but it was really just a trap. They had set it up to kill us and snatch the Scholarly Tradition. "Haley led us straight into the trap, and Carmelo was the mastermind killer among them.

"I almost died there, and Renae almost ended up as Carmelo's plaything. You're seriously whining about me killing an old man and a woman?

"You're such a bleeding heart. Before any battle, you'd get a hundred lashes, and you'd deserve every single one of them."

So, that was what went down.

all on the same side in this peaceful time and that they were just people losing their way for money. I didn't expect Eastorians to be involved. I

care if they're Eastorians or anyone else. If they're my enemies, I'll take them down without hesitation. A goody-two-shoes like you is getting in the way.

Matthew. These people would be his enemies as well, and he wouldn't think twice to take

was wrong. Please don't

Matthew was in a life-threatening situation. He'd been way too soft-hearted. On top of that, Trevor hadn't finished the task Brad had assigned him. He couldn't face going back. Was Trevor really

door. "Break the door down with

of the blue, Matthew

Trevor headed straight for the door and punched it without a second thought. After a bang, one punch landed, and

started bleeding.

with his fist. After three consecutive punches, the wooden door cracked, and

hole in the door with a crack. Then, he stopped. His fist was trembling, and blood dripped

walked up to Matthew and saluted. "Task completed, sir.

Matthew approvingly nodded. It

follow orders without question. Otherwise, having a softie like

Matthew. Matthew waved at Renae, who was watching in the yard. "Can you bandage him up?" Renae was utterly

looked for something to patch up Trevor with a baffled look. "What are you guys doing? Why are you hitting the door? Your hand is all messed up." Matthew smiled and explained, "He wanted to see if the door was sturdy, and now we know it isn't. I'll

see a point in explaining it to Renae

realized he might have been

be better. I'll get to sleep peacefully at night now. Anyway, the bandaging is done,

enough, the

Wisdom Pen from the kitchen. It looked like it had just been