I Am the Crown Prince in France

Chapter 668 Mission and Responsibilities

In the VIP room of the "Poroskafi", after repeatedly confirming that Camelia was fine, Joseph handed her over to the more professional Perna, and then walked out of the cabin quietly.

The captain and others waiting at the door quickly saluted him.

Sorel stepped forward and asked: "Your Highness, how is Miss Delvaux's situation?"

"Perna said she is out of danger." Joseph said, "Fortunately, this place is hundreds of kilometers away from Paris, and the river water is relatively clean, so there should be no infection."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, "Ah, great, thank God."

"Had it not been for the warning sent by the Seven Birds, no one would have noticed that someone fell into the water."

"Yeah, if I found out a few minutes later, I'm afraid it would be too late..."

Joseph looked at Sorel: "Were you the first to see Camelia fall into the water?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Sorel nodded, and then briefly described the situation at that time.

Joseph bowed to her and said, "On behalf of Camelia, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you."

"I just did some trivial things, Your Highness." Sorel said hurriedly, "In the end, it was your magical 'surgery' that saved Miss Delvaux."

Joseph waved his hand and asked again: "Are you sure that Heriot has no accomplices?"

Sorel said with certainty: "Absolutely not, Your Highness. Although the two ships were about half a chain length apart at the time, my eyesight was very good and I could clearly see that they were the only two people there."

1 chain is 185 meters. The half chain is about 93 meters away.

"There are such vicious women in the world."

Joseph frowned and shook his head, and suddenly thought of something: "The Seven Birds is so far away, how did it transmit the news that Camelia fell into the water to the Poroskafi in time?"

He guessed that semaphore might be used, but semaphore could only convey a general meaning, such as "stop", "turn left" and so on. And just now he heard the captain mention that the "Seven Birds" pointed out the exact location where Camelia fell into the water.

Captain Bliss hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, that is a popular communication method among us river transport people. It can express clear sentences."

He said, raising his arms sideways: "You see, this represents B. And this represents F."

He continued to change his posture as if dancing: "Your Highness, I just 'said' the two words 'bless you'. As long as you move fast enough, you can deliver a whole sentence to a ship several chains away in ten seconds." ”

When Joseph heard this, his eyes lit up.

Communication capabilities in this era were extremely poor. Especially on the battlefield, after tens of thousands of troops are deployed, the distance between the left and right wings can be several kilometers. The commander issues the order, and the rider passes the order to the subordinate officers. The whole process can take as fast as ten minutes or as slow as more than half an hour.

And if the communication methods of the ship owners can be transplanted to the battlefield, and a signaling point is set up at regular intervals, it will only take three to five minutes to send the order several kilometers away!

Information is a combat power multiplier on the battlefield.

The officers on both sides discovered a key point on the battlefield at the same time. I mobilized the nearest soldiers through efficient communication methods and may have already occupied the place. The cavalrymen who sent orders from the other side were still on the way.

The more Joseph thought about it, the more he felt that this technology had unlimited prospects. He immediately patted Captain Bliss on the arm: "You may receive a special bonus from the General Staff soon."

"ah?"

Joseph wrote down the idea of ​​"ship owner communication mode" and looked at Sorel: "By the way, why are you on the Seven Birds?"

"Because I am a distinguished guest on the ship."

"Did you buy a boat ticket?"

Sorel's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she muttered: "I, I bought the boat for 400 francs and won. The VIP ticket is included."

Joseph sighed: "Your gambling luck seems to be not very good...that ship can't win.

"Let's do this. I'll give you 400 francs for the winning bet on the Poroscafe. Oh, I bought this myself as a reward for rescuing Camelia."

"This is..." Sorel struggled for a while, and finally knelt down and said, "Thank you, Your Highness. I really need this money urgently to help Mr. Hartky return to the tribe. Oh, as soon as I receive my salary, I will The money is returned to you.”

"This is my opinion, you don't have to be polite." Joseph smiled and shook his head, then asked curiously, "Who is Mr. Hartkey?"

"He is an Indian from the Creek tribe, Your Highness. He and four companions fell into the hands of slave traders in England. I accidentally rescued them, and now I want to send them back to North America."

Joseph couldn't help but praise: "You are such a kind and good-hearted person."

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The next day at dusk.

The "Poroscafe" arrived at the port of Le Havre first and dropped anchor to prepare for the night. It has thrown away the nearest "Seven Birds" by more than 20 kilometers.

Without navigational equipment in this era, sailing after dark was impossible.

In Camelia's cabin, the shaking of the ship's hull woke Perna who was lying next to the maid's bed from her sleep.

She sat up straight, looked around, and found that the boat had stopped, and she felt relieved.

After her short sleep and the fact that the ship was no longer rocking, apart from being slightly dizzy, she no longer had seasickness symptoms such as nausea.

Perna looked at Camelia, who was still sleeping soundly, and stepped forward to caress her forehead. The fever had completely subsided.

Then, she pressed her wrist and counted her pulse silently for a while, then nodded slightly: "The recovery is pretty good."

She put Camelia's hand back under the quilt, and inadvertently glanced at the latter's already bloody lips, and her mind immediately recalled the "kiss" that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had leaned over during the day.

Perna's face instantly turned red, and she shook her head nervously and shyly: "Your Highness was just rescuing."

She suddenly felt a little sour in her heart. If His Highness's "kiss" was for her...

"What am I thinking about?" She glanced at the maid again in panic, turned around, opened the door, lowered her head and walked out, as if she was afraid that the sleeping Camelia would hear her thoughts.

However, when Perna closed the door gently, she found that yesterday's scene kept lingering in her mind and she couldn't stop it.

"No, no, His Highness is performing 'artificial respiration.'" She said to herself seriously, "That is superb medical technology, not a kiss, no!"

Wait, she was suddenly startled and murmured in a low voice: "Such a superb medical technology, if it can be promoted, it will definitely save more lives.

"As a doctor, I haven't mastered this technology at all, so how can I use it to save patients? Yes, this is my mission and responsibility as a doctor!"