I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 668 Mission and Responsibility

In the VIP room of the "Poloskafi", 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 who were waiting at the door saluted him hurriedly.

Sorel stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, how is Miss Delvaux doing?"

"Perna said she's out of danger," Joseph said. "Luckily, this place is hundreds of kilometers away from Paris, and the river water is relatively clean, so there shouldn't be any infection."

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

"If the Seven Birds hadn't sounded the alarm, no one would have noticed that someone had fallen into the water."

"Yes, if we had discovered it a few minutes later, it would have been too late..."

Joseph looked at Sorel and asked, "Were you the first one to see Camelia fall into the water?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Sorel nodded and then recounted the situation in general.

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

"I only did something insignificant, Your Highness," Sorel said hurriedly. "In the end, it was your miraculous 'surgery' that saved Miss Delvaux."

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

Sorel was very sure: "Absolutely not, Your Highness. Although the two ships were about half a chain apart at the time, my eyesight was very good and I could clearly see that there were only two of them there."

1 chain is 185 meters. Half a chain is about 93 meters.

"How could there be such a vicious woman in the world."

Joseph frowned and shook his head, and suddenly thought of something: "How did the Seven Birds, which was so far away, pass the news of Camelia falling into the water to the Poroskafi in time?"

He guessed that they might use flag language, but flag language can only convey general meanings, such as "stop", "turn left", etc. 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 explained: "Your Highness, that is a popular communication method among us river transporters. It can express clear sentences."

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

He changed his postures continuously as if dancing. "Your Highness, I just said the two words 'bless you'. As long as the movements are fast enough, I can send a whole sentence to the ship several chains away in ten seconds."

Joseph's eyes lit up when he heard this.

The communication capability of this era was extremely poor. Especially on the battlefield, after tens of thousands of troops were deployed, the left and right wings could be several kilometers apart. The commander issued an order, and the riders passed the order to the lower-level officers. The whole process could take more than ten minutes at the fastest and more than half an hour at the slowest.

And if the ship owners' communication methods could be transplanted to the battlefield, and a communication point could be set up at certain distances, it would only take three to five minutes to transmit the order several kilometers away!
Information is a force 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 means and may have occupied this place. The other side's cavalry who were delivering the message 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's arm and said, "You may receive a special bonus from the General Staff soon."

"what?"

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

"Because I am a VIP on the ship." "Did you buy a ticket for the tour?"

Sorel's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she stammered, "I, I bought the winning boat for 400 francs. The VIP ticket came with it."

Joseph sighed, “Your gambling luck doesn’t seem to be very good… that ship can’t win.

"Well, I'll give you 400 francs to bet on the winning of the 'Poloskafi'. Oh, I bought it myself, as a reward for your rescue of Camelia."

"This is..." Sorel struggled for a while, but finally knelt down and saluted, "Thank you, Your Highness. I really need this money to help Mr. Hatki return to the tribe. Oh, I will return the money to you as soon as I get my salary."

"This is a little gift from me. You're welcome." Joseph smiled and shook his head, then asked curiously, "Who is Mr. Hatki?"

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

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

……

The next day at dusk.

The Poroskafi arrived at the port of Le Havre first and dropped anchor to spend the night. It had left the nearest Seven Birds behind by more than 20 kilometers.

There were no navigational aids in this era, and it was impossible to sail after dark.

In Camelia's cabin, the shaking of the ship woke Perna, who was lying beside 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 the short sleep and the boat no longer shaking, she no longer had any seasickness symptoms such as nausea, except for feeling a little dizzy.

Perna looked at Camelia who was still sleeping, walked up to her and gently stroked her forehead. The fever had completely subsided.

Then, she pressed her wrist and silently counted her pulse for a while, then nodded slightly: "You are recovering quite well."

She put Camelia's hand back into the quilt, and inadvertently glanced at the latter's lips, which were already somewhat bloody. The "kiss" that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had given her during the day immediately emerged in her mind.

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

She suddenly felt a little sad. If the "kiss" from His Highness was for her...

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

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

"No, no, Your Highness is performing 'artificial respiration'." She said to herself seriously, "That is a high-level medical technique, not a kiss, no!"

Wait, she was suddenly startled and murmured softly: "If such advanced medical technology can be promoted, it will definitely save more lives.

"As a doctor, I have no idea how to use this technology to save patients. This is my mission and responsibility as a doctor!"

(End of this chapter)