The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

Chapter 116

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 116

Episode 116 Bullshit behind your back (1)

“Then, from now on, I will once again express my eternal loyalty to His Majesty the King, the rightful ruler of Amboise, and report on the situation of the war.”

This is Valois Fortress.

The only passage through the rugged mountains in the central part of the Amboise Kingdom. In that heavenly fortress conference room, the King of Amboise, the King of Amboise, Merrovanger and Valois Amboise, listened to the report of his intelligence staff. And I was angry inside. It was a renewed anger toward his relatives who had rebelled.

‘That guy from Javilon….’

Javilon Flambert Amboise. Collateral royal family with blood ties to their ancestors. At the same time, he was a sword master.

He was a valuable talent.

So I cherished it.

This was especially true because there were only two sword masters in the royal family in the first place.

‘But do you repay my favor like this…? Hello?’

I knew from the beginning that Javilon was very ambitious. Some subjects even expressed explicit concern. He’s a dark-hearted person. He is said to have outstanding abilities as well. He said that such a person should not be given much authority.

But his thoughts were different.

It was believed that the more ambitious a person was, the better he should be. I thought that if they were treated too poorly, resistance would build up and it would become even more dangerous. Rather, I thought that if I were given appropriate authority and allowed to use my abilities appropriately, my ambition could be appeased to some extent.

He was given the position of commander of the eastern region. For a few years, that thought seemed right. Actually, Javilon has been quiet so far. I thought it would continue to be like that in the future.

But that thought was wrong.

“As I mentioned, there are currently no major conflicts except for small-scale fighting in the northeastern region. Of course, it is understood that the reason is that the main force of the rebel army is gathering here to target Valois Fortress.”

A report from the intelligence staff prickling my ears. The king’s expression darkened.

“We are concentrating our main forces here. “He has no intention of avoiding conflict with us.”

“I think that’s probably the case.”

“Whoa.”

A sigh flowed from the king’s mouth. It’s a huge battle against the rebels. A burden filled my chest.

“Is there anything else to report?”

“Oh, there you are.”

Is there perhaps some hopeful news? I asked without any expectations. But the intelligence officer’s expression unexpectedly brightened.

“There is a camp for wounded soldiers that has been showing surprisingly good results recently.”

“A great achievement? A camp for wounded soldiers?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

King Merobanger tilted his head.

A report on a camp for wounded soldiers at a time when a fierce battle with the rebels is about to take place. I couldn’t understand. I also wondered how successful a single wounded soldier camp would be. However, the information staff’s report that followed made his ears perk up.

“This is a place where the survival rate of wounded soldiers has exceeded 70 percent over the past two months.”

“…what?”

70 percent?

The king almost got a lump in his throat. It was an incredible number.

“So if ten people are injured and carried away, seven of them will come out alive?”

“That is so, Your Majesty.”

“Is that really true?”

“Yes, Your Highness. Actually, I couldn’t believe it at first. Considering that the survival rate at a casualty camp is usually around 10 percent, this was an extremely good result. Haonde….”

“Haonde?”

“As a result of our own investigation, it was determined that the results were transparent and without any manipulation.”

“Is that really true?”

“Yes, Your Highness. It is said that rumors of this camp are even spreading widely among soldiers of all levels of the Kingdom Army.”

“rumor?”

“The belief is spreading that no matter how you get injured on the battlefield, you can survive if you are taken to the wounded camp of the 21st Support Battalion there. As a result, a nickname was created for the soldiers to call that place.”

“Even a nickname?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

The intelligence staff grinned at the king’s question.

“I hope the soldiers refer to the 21st Support Battalion…”

?

“Healing Camp?”

“yes.”

“Why is the healing camp here?”

Rachiel tilted her head and looked at Sir Gardin with a puzzled look.

“Have you ever been an avid public broadcaster, Sir Gardin?”

“What do you mean by that…?”

“Oh, it’s nothing special.”

Rakiel chuckled.

“You just said that. I heard that our wounded soldiers camp is called by an unusual nickname within the Kingdom Army. But somehow Kyung brought up a name that seemed familiar to me.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

It’s been two months since I came here. In the meantime, rumors about the wounded soldiers camp here were spreading among the soldiers of the kingdom. There is a rumor going around that you can live if you bring it here. They even gave it a nickname.

‘But that’s called a healing camp. ‘Cough.’

He turned his head, putting aside thoughts about a certain broadcast in Korea, an old memory that suddenly came to mind. Then he looked around at the twenty or so people standing behind Sir Gardin.

“Well, anyway, it’s just a nickname for us. “So, the King heard the rumor… His Majesty sent those people to our camp?”

“Yes, master. “To be precise, they were very satisfied with our camp’s results, not just rumors.”

“You were satisfied?”

“yes. “The survival rate of wounded soldiers was over 70 percent.”

“Isn’t that always the case?”

“Definitely not.”

Sir Gardin shook his head resolutely.

“Usually, if it exceeds 10%, it is considered excellent.”

“is it.”

“yes. It’s true.”

“So anyway, our performance was so good that His Majesty the King was very pleased and sent those people here for training?”

“Yes, master. “These are military doctors drawn from each wounded soldier camp in the Kingdom’s army.”

“Oh oh.”

Rakiel’s eyes, which had been grumpy the whole time, opened brightly. It had to be that way.

‘All 20 people here are active military doctors? So you’re not a beginner? oh my god. We already didn’t have enough workers!’

In fact, he was struggling due to lack of work. He was in a situation where the only proper medical personnel were himself and Sir Gardin. However, there was no end to the number of wounded soldiers being brought in. Thanks to this, I haven’t had a single day of restful sleep since I came here.

‘The King of Amboise is saving my life!’

Rakiel felt the light blooming across the dark circles around her eyes. He smiled broadly at the military doctors, barely holding his cheekbones as he tried to overcome the danger of death from overwork and ascend to heaven.

“Hmm, nice to meet you all. It’s my first time meeting you. “My name is Army Doctor Lee Han.”

“….”

“I heard you were sent on a training mission. You must be tired from the long journey, but first, everyone, please follow me. We will personally guide you to the camp. “The tent has been divided into areas according to the condition and recovery status of the wounded soldiers, so understanding that first will be helpful for future work.”

“….”

“What are you all doing?”

“….”

It was strange.

None of the twenty military doctors responded to this question. No, I didn’t even think about moving. Everyone was just staring blankly in this direction.

But those eyes were a bit strange.

It’s like…

‘Why are you giving us orders?’

I had a strangely disturbing feeling. And that prediction was exactly right.

“Excuse me, but I think it would be good if you showed me a place to rest first.”

Twenty dispatched military doctors.

One of them stepped forward.

He was exceptionally handsome and tall. His voice was also confident. Perhaps he is a leader among those military doctors who speaks out in his own way? It seemed like that.

“Surgeon Lee Han? As you know, we have come here on a noble mission, following the solemn orders of His Majesty the King. But it was by no means a comfortable journey. It was a forced march that lasted six days. But isn’t it too much to not give them a chance to relieve their fatigue as soon as they arrive after all that hard work?”

“Too much?”

“yes. “I think this is inconsiderate treatment.”

“….”

A statement made so confidently. Hearing those words, Rachiel had to hold on tightly to the absurdity of running away.

he asked back.

“So, to summarize, are you saying that it is inconsiderate of me to make them work right away without giving them time to rest?”

“Of course.”

“Why is it obvious?”

“yes?”

“What is the name of the military doctor over there?”

“It’s Chandel.”

A military doctor who revealed his name. He still had a confident face. It was like someone ordering a bowl of Jjajangmyeon at a Chinese restaurant and then asking why the fried dumplings weren’t served. Rakiel felt even more absurd.

“Surgeon Chandre? Let me ask you something. Does the patient wait for the doctor?”

“yes?”

“Let’s say there is a patient who is on the verge of losing his life. But does the patient patiently wait for the doctor?”

“What do you mean?”

“Right now, there are wounded soldiers dying all over the place, so why is it so easy to demand that it is their right to rest because they are tired?”

Rachiel’s voice was clear. Anger gradated in his heart. It had to be that way.

‘I’m already busy! ‘My bonus life!’

There was a lot of work to do.

Normally, it would have been time to make rounds for wounded soldiers. But now that I was wasting my time fighting with this guy, I felt like it was a waste of time. However, Chandre said something even more bizarre, whether he was aware of this person’s frustration or not.

“If you count the dying and wounded soldiers, there will hardly be any noble officers among them, right? “Do you have any?”

“…what?”

nobility?

What does that mean?

Chandre’s retort continued.

“A nobleman. “Did Military Doctor Lee Han not classify nobles separately?”

“Of course…”

“You didn’t. Tsk tsk. I can’t believe you couldn’t even keep those basics. “I’m disappointed.”

“….”

When people become so absurd, it seems like they just run out of things to say. Rakiel kept his mouth shut. I felt like if I opened my mouth, two swear words would come out.

Meanwhile, Chandre’s nonsense parade continued.

“Surgeon Lee Han? Although I am a little cautious about saying this as someone who was dispatched to receive training. Still, I have to say something. Apparently, the wounded soldiers are divided into two. Those who are nobles and those who are not. Those who must be saved with utmost care and those who cannot. “Let’s leave it at that.”

“….”

“It might sound a little inhumane. But why are the wounded soldiers divided into two? There is a reason for everything. Medical personnel are limited and there are too many people in need of treatment. “It’s a camp for wounded soldiers on a battlefield.”

“….”

“In the meantime, who should we save first? If you save someone’s life, will you receive a large reward? Of course he is a nobleman. Wouldn’t you say so? How much praise and fame would you receive if you revived a dying noble officer? And there’s something even better. “If you are a little lucky, you can receive generous support from the family of the noble officer you saved.”

“….”

“Then, shall we look at it the other way around? What is there to do if you do your best to save a commoner soldier? doesn’t exist. There is nothing. I only hear words of gratitude. There’s really nothing left in your pocket. No, there is a greater possibility of losing money. “You would be wasting precious time and effort to save a noble officer.”

“….”

“That’s why I’m giving advice to Military Doctor Lee Han that he doesn’t have the basics. Phew, it really almost caused a big problem. If His Majesty had known the unfortunate circumstances of this place, he would have been greatly disappointed. Are you still glad? “We were able to come and point that out before that.”

“….”

“Surgeon Lee Han?”

“….”

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Oh, are you surprised? But this is the cold logic and trick of the actual field. I guess you’re saying that because you still have little experience…”

“Stop. “The bullshit ends there.”

“…yes?”

Chandre widened his eyes.

I was taken aback by the sudden verbal abuse that was bullshit. I couldn’t understand. Why is that fat red-haired military doctor suddenly cursing when he is giving very obvious and helpful advice?

But Chandre’s thoughts stopped there.

Crack!

“…!”

Rakiel’s fists exploded in anger for exceeding the monthly limit. Chandre’s head turned. His body also spun around in the graceful trajectory of a triple axel. A corn, or rather a molar, sticking out of his mouth sparkled as it flew through the air.

The eyes of the remaining military doctors shook violently, doing the lamprey ascension dance.