Chapter 123

Chapter 123

What is your plan at this moment?

As soon as they entered the accommodation, Demians voice struck his ears, almost reprimanding him. It was irritating enough to cause discomfort in his ears. He was well aware that the current situation was far from ideal, or to be precise, they were in serious trouble.

However, Raciel remained silent. Instead of responding, he surveyed the accommodation they had been led to. True to their promise, the field tent was surprisingly spacious and luxurious. However, it lacked security.

Shh.

He pursed his lips and made a hushing gesture with his index finger.

In response, Demian flinched.

Just then, they noticed paper, ink, and a pen on an improvised field table. Raciel alternated his gaze between Demian and Gardin, then pointed at the writing materials.

Someone might overhear us. Lets communicate in writing.

They nodded.

Did they understand? The two of them drew closer.

Raciel took the pen in hand.

Well, even I wasnt aware of this. Ive apparently gained fame as a saintly military officer, thanks to my exceptional healing abilities during blood transfusions. I assumed the rebels were after me for my healing skills. Ah, darn.

He set the pen down at that moment.

Next, Gardin picked up the pen.

However, Your Highness, as youve witnessed, it doesnt seem like they want to entrust their wounded to you. This is a significant issue. There must be a considerable number of wounded individuals here waiting for your care.

Demian swiftly grabbed the pen too.

Thats what Ive been saying. Instead of making rash attempts, it would have been wiser to return to the Star Palace.

Tsk. Did I foresee this?

Raciel clicked his tongue.

His pen moved swiftly across the paper.

Did I ever imagine that they would use me as a propaganda tool for political purposes? Its unfair to me. I wanted to find a sense of accomplishment in treating the wounded here. Thats what I truly wanted.

It was a genuine sentiment.

He had hoped to continue a life similar to the healing camp of the Kingdom Army even after arriving here. His plan was to heal the accumulated wounded and extend some extra lifespans.

But the rebel leader Javillon, that guy, hes something else.

He demanded Raciels declaration of support for their revolution. He provided a date and place, and all Raciel had to do was deliver an impassioned speech. No need to deal with rotten flesh or immerse himself in blood.

It felt like they were considering him.Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

As if it were the utmost courtesy.

How absurdly polite it all seemed. It felt like a mismatch, like something had lodged itself in his throat.

He belatedly realized the situation.

Thats why.

He quickly responded, or rather, protested.

So I told him I dont like that. Taking care of the wounded isnt difficult. Its not cruel; in fact, I find it fulfilling. So, give me the wounded, not political statements. Thats what I came here for.

That was the truth.

The moment he heard Javillons shocking statement, he instinctively made such a protest, almost pleading.

He had a deep affection for the wounded. If he didnt care for them even for a day, it felt like thorns would sprout all over his body. He couldnt eat or sleep. So, if they brought a few carts of wounded right now, he would genuinely be delighted. Just entrust them to him.

He pleaded.

He fervently appealed.

But it was in vain.

Javillon looked his way and gave a meaningful smile. He shook his head ever so slightly and, without even blinking, politely declined.

Sacred Officer Rihan, I understand your intentions. I also appreciate your noble sentiments. However, theres a time for everything in human affairs.

Time, you say?

The opportune moment when something can be accomplished. For example

You cant be serious.

Youve caught on? I appreciate your quick grasp of the situation. Its even better that our thoughts appear to align.

So, youre suggesting that I can declare political support now, but tending to the wounded can wait for another time?

Exactly.

Javillon maintained his polite smile, but his stance was resolute. He couldnt comply with this request. At this moment, a public political declaration was of utmost priority.

In the end, retreat was the only option.

Acceptance was also the only option.

Raciel continued to write with determination.

I have to accept it now. Weve been defeated, utterly defeated.

There was no room for negotiation.

Javillons resolve regarding caring for the wounded was too firm to be swayed further. Pushing the matter could potentially raise unnecessary suspicion.

So, the conclusion was straightforward.

Cut our losses.

Demian and Gardin looked puzzled at what Raciel had quickly added.

Since I dont see any possibility of making progress here, lets wrap it up and leave. Head to Star Palace.

I agree. However, theres a problem.

Demian snatched the pen and wrote down his query.

Dont tell me you cant bear the separation from your lover and want to visit her briefly something like that?

Thats correct!

And you wont return?

No, I will.

Why did you seem to nod your head just now?

Officer Rihan.

Yes, My Lord.

I understand whats on your mind.

Javillons watchful gaze remained fixed on him. Unconsciously, Raciel shrugged his shoulders under that scrutiny.

Javillon continued speaking.

As I mentioned before, I understand that you want to tend to the wounded. You want to fulfill your role in that way. However, you must also understand that I cannot entrust you with that task right now.

Why not?

Because it would be problematic if you were exposed at this moment.

No way.

Youve grasped my intentions again. I appreciate your quick understanding.

A satisfied smile appeared on Javillons lips. He inquired, gesturing to that smile.

Do you believe that if my involvement is exposed before the political endorsement I have to deliver in 7 days, it will diminish the impact of the endorsement?

Youve hit the nail on the head.

Javillons smile grew even more pleased. He went on,

Your endorsement will be a turning point for the revolutionaries, a stepping stone for a comeback. It must be that shocking. It has to be something no one could have predicted. Thats why it would be problematic if your affiliation with the revolutionaries were to become known before your endorsement. It would diminish the impact.

I understand.

I assume you want to avoid spoilers. But another question has crossed my mind.

Why dont you have me make the endorsement right now?

Because the timing isnt right yet.

What do you mean by timing?

Rihan, its when you genuinely hold even the slightest support for my cause.

Raciel remained silent. Honestly, it was an answer he hadnt anticipated. Javillon continued,

Thats what I believe. Even if a hint of sincerity is evident in your endorsement, that would be beneficial. In fact, its necessary.

Why is that?

Only then can we truly touch peoples hearts. Only then can we inspire voluntary involvement to the point of moving people emotionally. Only then can we lay the foundation for a revolution that will make Anbouaz a great kingdom.

Just delivering an endorsement because I instructed you to? It might be doable. But it wont move people. If shallow endorsements were sufficient, I would have employed different methods long ago.

What kind of methods are you talking about?

I could have used drugs or magic to brainwash you.

But that wouldnt yield good results. It might attract public attention briefly, but it wouldnt take long for people to realize that the endorsement wasnt genuine, as thats how brainwashing operates. In the worst-case scenario, it could even lead to a backlash that negates the value and spirit of the revolutionaries. I dont want that outcome.

Then

So, I wanted you to closely experience the essence of the revolutionaries for ten days and to empathize, even just a little, with my ideals and goals. I had hoped that a degree of sincerity would come through in your endorsement. However, now I feel that perhaps my thoughts and hopes were somewhat naive, and I regret that.

Regret?

Hmm.

Javillon nodded.

Theres something foreboding about it.

Dangerous.

Why do ominous premonitions always turn out to be spot on? Javillon looked at Raciel as if he could read his thoughts, and with eyes that seemed to pierce through people, he spoke without blinking.

So, Ive come up with a good alternative. Officer Rihan?

Yes.

Be my personal physician.

What?

Just staying in your quarters wont give you a proper opportunity to comprehend and empathize with my ideals and goals. Therefore, become my personal physician and remain by my side 24/7.

What do you say?

What on earth?

Raciel felt like crying.

(To be Continued)

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