The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 102

Episode 102 The legend comes from disguised employment (2)

“I have an ominous feeling.”

“Damian, are you like that too?”

“Yes, Sir Gardin.”

“That premonition is probably not an illusion.”

“If we do that, maybe we’ll be better off now.”

“Is there a way? “He is the lord we chose, so we must endure through evil and strength.”

“….”

A group of people moving slowly. At the end of the procession, Damian and Sir Gardin sighed side by side.

The eyes of the two people were directed towards the carriage in the middle of the procession. To be precise, it was aimed at the crown prince who was riding in the carriage.

“By the way. “Why on earth is His Highness the Crown Prince doing something like this?”

“That’s right. “To be honest, I don’t understand either.”

“Is that true of Lord Gardin?”

“yes. Who on earth would readily understand this? “A royal family member willingly steps forward to treat wounded soldiers, even those from a foreign country that has nothing to do with him.”

“Thanks to you, Sir Gardin and I were tied up together and brought here.”

“…ha.”

“Whoa.”

The two people’s sighs deepened.

These are the joys and sorrows of an employee suffering from the tyranny of an evil employer!

“ha. “I had an appointment next week.”

“yes? “A promise?”

“I’m talking about a date. date.”

“…were you dating any woman?”

“Not even dating.”

“then?”

“We’re just meeting.”

“….”

“Isn’t that what everyone does? Then, if we both agree, we start dating. If you lose your mind while dating, you break up. I’ve always been like that. About once… twenty times? “Is there more?”

“….”

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“no. “I just got angry for a moment and wondered if this was a country.”

“…Hmm? why?”

“It’s done. By the way, Lord Gardin missed the date, so I guess he asked for more allowance?”

“extra pay?”

“yes.”

“What allowance?”

Sir Gardin tilted his head. Damian responded as if it were natural.

“The dispatch allowance.”

“Dispatch… allowance?”

“yes. “Didn’t you follow His Highness the Crown Prince this far to Amboise, a foreign country?”

“That’s right.”

“So this is a kind of long-distance dispatch work. Of course, you should receive an allowance. Moreover, this is a country in the midst of a civil war. Of course, hazard pay for risks in the working environment should also be guaranteed separately.”

“Um uh…”

“Why are you doing that?”

“No, that’s…”

“That?”

“I didn’t know that.”

“no way. Didn’t you negotiate your allowance?”

“…uh.”

“Heh.”

“….”

“1 win, 1 loss.”

“…Tsk.”

Sir Gardin and Damien.

A bitter smile appeared on the lips of the two men. Actually, as they say, neither of them had any complaints about the fact that they had come all the way to Amboise. No, actually, I was admiring the crown prince.

‘I have medical skills, and there are patients over there who need treatment, so I should overcome everything and rush in to help and save the patients… In fact, that’s only natural. Who would have thought that His Majesty would willingly practice something that is so obvious but no one does it…’

Sir Gardin felt his heart skip a beat.

Suddenly, I remembered the time when I first learned medicine. It was a time when things were a little more pure and naive than now. It was a time when it was only considered natural to do what was obvious.

But what do you think of yourself now? It has changed. From a certain point onwards, he stopped practicing medicine with a pure heart like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

‘I still have a long way to go.’

He reflected.

I made a promise after seeing the crown prince’s self-indulgent misunderstanding. Let’s learn about His Majesty’s attitude. Let’s try harder.

Meanwhile, Damian’s admiration had a slightly different texture.

‘The crown prince rushing to treat wounded soldiers from a foreign country. Is it really true? ‘That kind of crazy person exists in reality?’

But it seems to exist. He is the crown prince whom he serves. I truly thought it was amazing.

‘…It doesn’t matter anyway. ‘I just need to get my allowance properly.’

That was it, Damian thought.

Meanwhile, the party finally joined the Amboise Kingdom army. After that, it was all smooth sailing. Rachiel received support from Princess Adeline. Thanks to her guarantee and support, I was able to safely get a disguised job(?) as a military doctor in the Amboise Kingdom army.

I was immediately assigned a position.

It was a camp for wounded soldiers in the safe rear.

“Thank you. “Thanks to the princess, the process was very simple.”

“What are you saying? “I am truly grateful.”

Fly!

Princess Adeline smiled and waved a piece of paper.

“You mean you can make Injinho-tang by following the recipe written here?”

“yes. The ingredients used in Injinho-tang are simple, so it won’t be that difficult. Instead-”

“Never miss it and take it every day. That way, you can effectively prevent gallstones from forming. Is that right?”

“…you’re right. “It seems like you are now an Oriental medicine doctor.”

“Then, please stay safe at the wounded soldiers camp.”

“It’s a safe rear area, so nothing bad will happen.”

“yes. then.”

That’s how I received Adeline’s send-off. He departed from the main camp of the kingdom’s army with Lord Damian Gardin and about a dozen bodyguards assigned to him by the princess.

The journey continued again.

I didn’t cross the mountain or the water. The rear camp for wounded soldiers was only half a day away from the Valois fortress where the main army of the kingdom was stationed.

‘In terms of perceived distance, hmm. About Ilsan in front of Yonsei University in Seoul?

Thanks to this, I was able to arrive quickly. However, the atmosphere at the wounded soldiers camp when we arrived was a little strange. To be precise, rather than strange…

“What? “Why is it so shabby here?”

It’s only half a day away from the main base. It’s only a short distance away. However, the condition of the camp looked very shabby.

“….”

Rakiel looked around the camp. The fence surrounding the camp was extremely flimsy. Defense or protection in case of emergency? It seemed like a luxury. It seemed like that wouldn’t even be enough to stop petty thieves.

That was just the beginning.

‘Is this the true story of the tents erected here and there? It’s torn and tattered, and there’s barely any trace of even minimal repairs. It’s just in tatters. If it rains, it’ll leak.’

It was strange watching it.

Rakiel’s expression darkened.

‘no way.’

Historical knowledge that suddenly came to mind.

At that moment, his steps became busy.

“Are there any medics here?”

Flap!

I approached a nearby tent. I asked as I lifted the tent curtain and looked inside. Immediately after that, he was shocked. This was because I witnessed the horrors inside that were beyond imagination.

“….”

No one answered inside the tent. It was natural. Because dead people can’t answer. So, everyone inside the tent was dead.

‘What is this?’

A swarm of pitch-black flies flying around dizzyingly. Eight bodies underneath.

It wasn’t even laid flat. I was rolling around. How long has it been since it was left like that? Two days? three days? Four days? It seemed like it was more than that. Some bodies are already in the process of decomposition.

It was then.

“Who is there?”

A question came from someone behind me.

I turned around.

I saw a soldier alive and well. He was a soldier wearing the uniform of the Amboise Kingdom army. Strangely enough, the soldier’s uniform was not shabby at all. His expression was also calm.

Eight bodies were left lying around inside the tent. Outside the tent, there was a Kingdom soldier who looked fine. A very contrasting sight, side by side with a tattered piece of tent in between.

It was strange.

It was really strange.

Rachiel looked at the soldier with stern eyes.

“It starts with who I am. Who is it?”

“Are you an officer from the main camp?”

“I asked who it was.”

“I am a caretaker at a camp for wounded soldiers. “By the way, are you the officer who came down from the main camp?”

“I’m a military doctor.”

“You mean the military…coffin?”

“okay.”

“Hmm, I haven’t heard of someone like that coming.”

The soldier tilted his head.

That nonchalant appearance was so strange. Rachiel couldn’t hold back any longer and asked.

“What are they doing here? “Do you know what the situation is like inside this tent?”

Eight people died. Even then, it looked like it had been abandoned for several days. I can’t believe something like this is happening in a camp for wounded soldiers, not anywhere else. I couldn’t believe it.

However, the returning soldier’s answer was even more unbelievable.

“You mean inside the tent? I know. “They would all be dead.”

“…what?”

“Oh, are there any people who haven’t died yet? Then it’s difficult. “I don’t think there will be enough space to store the next wounded soldiers.”

“What does that mean?”

“iced coffee. It’s the military doctor’s first time at a camp for wounded soldiers, so I guess he doesn’t know much about it yet. Everyone in the tent must be dead. That way, we will be able to vacate the position and fill it in with the next injured soldiers.”

“…what?”

“So I came to check on the condition of the tent. If all the people inside die in due time, the bodies will be removed and sent to the incinerator. “By the way, are there a lot of flies inside?”

“Why is that?”

“Because it was annoying to clean up the body.”

“….”

Rachiel was silent.

Historical knowledge that briefly came to mind earlier. A fragment of history that I once saw through a book. The contents unfolded in my mind again.

‘medieval Europe. The war and wounded soldiers of that era…’

Did you say that the treatment of wounded soldiers was very poor at the time? It is said that conscripts brought to the battlefield were considered expendable, ending in death. Perhaps that is why there was almost no concept of proper treatment or nursing rehabilitation for injured soldiers.

‘What if I get a little injured while fighting on the battlefield? No one cared. But what if you get seriously injured? What if I get injured so badly that I can’t move? Likewise, no one cared.’

They said they just moved it to the rear. Did you say that the reason was not for recovery or treatment?

‘The reason was that if you leave seriously injured people together in the unit… it would be cumbersome to move together and the morale of the remaining soldiers would drop. That’s why. Moving the wounded soldiers to the rear. ‘It was just to be left out of sight and left unattended.’

So what was the fate of the wounded soldiers who were moved to the rear? He said it was miserable. Even if you only get minimal treatment, you’ll be fine. He said that most of them were neglected and that they often died on their own.

Which soldier makes a miraculous recovery?

They say it was fate.

It is said that God’s grace is upon us.

He said he received great luck.

All I had to do was to be sent back to the battlefield!

‘That’s it. Either die on your own. If you’re lucky, you’ll survive and be sent back to the battlefield.’

At that time, I couldn’t believe how much I was tongue-tied while reading the book. I wondered if there were all kinds of shitty places like that. But this camp for wounded soldiers seemed to be just like that.

Even when I look at the calm soldier in front of me. Even if you look at the dead people inside the tent. I couldn’t deny it.

‘ha. Life really.’

A deep sigh came out of nowhere.

Do you feel pity for the miserably dead wounded soldiers? Did you feel an unexpected culture shock? That was natural. On the other hand, there was another reason.

‘I’ve come this far, but if the camp conditions are like this, how do I get the bonus life?’

If things continue like this, we are destined to fail.

It shouldn’t be like this.

The atmosphere of the camp must be changed. Awareness and treatment of wounded soldiers must be improved. Only then will the wounded soldiers survive. You too can achieve the purpose you came here for. It’s truly a win-win for everyone.

Then what?

Shock therapy is needed.

Rachiel made up her mind and opened her mouth.

“Did you say he was the camp’s manager?”

“yes? yes!”

“What is your name and affiliation?”

I asked for the official name. Did you feel the unusual atmosphere here? The soldier quickly answered.

“This is Sergeant Lueno from the 21st Support Battalion.”

“okay. Corporal Lueno. “Then who is in charge of this camp?”

“He… is the battalion commander.”

“Who is the battalion commander?”

“You are Viscount Provins.”

“okay? The Viscount Provins. “Are you in this camp now?”

“Yes that’s right.”

“Good. “Bounce back.”

“…yes?”

The senior soldier was shocked.

But Rachiel didn’t care. He spoke with confidence, as if he had some reason to believe it, and in a calmer voice.

“Go and tell them. I’ll give you one person, the battalion commander, so come out right away.”