DP

Chapter 95

"As usual, Master. You're making a bloody effort to treat as many patients as possible before you go off to war."

"Huh?"

He gave him a 'I'm not going to war' look, and Hanson held out a piece of paper with an 'I know what you're thinking, Master' expression.

"This is a letter of business."

"...what?"

Hanson's warrant was more terrifying than a debt demand!

'Why me?!'

Rao, who happened to be there, explained.

"Each noble family is obligated to send one or two men to the war. It's a proud duty of nobility, a tradition that dates back to the history of the Twelve Kingdoms."

Rao pushed up his one-eyed glasses.

"For your information, I am also participating as an administrator. In the spirit of Noblesse Oblige, I will endeavor with my brother in no shame."

But Raymond did not hear him.

'Because I'm a nobleman, I have to go to war? Where's that?'

Raymond stared open-mouthed and had only one thought.

'Then I don't want to be a noble. I'll give up the aristocracy, so take it out!'

And so Raymond was put into the war.

***

'Heuk.'

What a bolt from the blue!

Raymond turned a blind eye to reality.

"Senior Hanson, Master is acting a little strange."

"He's probably worried about the war that's coming.

"A favorable war? They say we're going to win easily."

"Lyndon."

"What?!"

Lyndon tensed at the sound of Hanson's voice.

Hanson was the scariest man in the world.

"The Master doesn't worry about such things. He only cares about his patients. He will even spare the life of an enemy soldier. Do you understand that, you newcomers?"

Newcomers.

The two new healers who had come in.

Hanson had been working on their training to ease Raymond's hands.

"Yes, I see!"

"And?"

"What?"

"Don't you feel anything when you see a master like that?"

The rookie healers looked at each other, then spoke up.

"We will try to imitate the Master!"

"We will!"

Hanson said with satisfaction.

"Then let's have some of the finest prime beef for dinner tonight, for beef has a calming effect on the mind. And it will ease the Master's worries."

Raymond munched on the beef Hanson roasted for him.

'...I can't even enjoy eating beef when I have to go to the army. I just barely escaped the vegetable soup.'

If he went to the army, he would have to eat vegetable soup again.

Just thinking about it brought tears to his eyes.