Chapter 1112 - On To The Next!
Pangord struggled to get up but was gently pushed back by the nurses.
"Please rest. The doctor will be here soon."
Doctor?
What was that?
Pangord was even more frightened, but seeing the care they have him, he knew he wasn't in danger.
After all, what was there to be afraid of if the other Zalipnians on the other beds were busy enjoying themselves silly?
He realized that those in the hall were all no less here in his city that had also been locked up in the dungeons too.
F***!
They didn't even realize that he was awake.
That's how deep they were immersed in whatever they were looking at.
Pangord took the cup of water and drank it before opening his eyes in shock.
There was no mouldy or under-pot taste in it.
Even if water was boiled, it always left a certain taste in his mouth.
In fact, everyone was used to that taste.
That was the sign of boiled water and purity to them.
If water was boiled and they couldn't get that taste, then It wasn't cooked long enough.
Stream and Spring-sourced water was also clean to them and didn't need much boiling.
But dirty water to them were those gotten from the wells, muddy regions and so on.
Those needed to get boiled.
At the same time, that from the sea was salty and bad for them.
That said, after tasting the water given to him, he couldn't believe it.
How could water be so clean?
It was a miracle!
Very greedily, he gulped the entire thing with a few drops falling from the corners of his mouth.
~Tahhh~~
Refreshing!
He closed his eyes and licked his lips as if savouring the essence of what he drank
Damn. Where did they get the water from?
He was about to ask for seconds, when he suddenly noticed the clear, flexible cup in his hands.
What was this?
But to him who knew nothing, he felt like it was a priceless artifact.
It looked so simple, yet so brilliant.
Moreover, he had never seen any material like this before.
Of course, Plastic was something he never knew of.
All the raw materials, additives, catalysts, chemicals, machines and theoretical chemistry, physics and whatnot behind it, from boiling points, pressures, and other essential factors... He would never have known how much work was put into making this tiny cup in his hand.
He didn't even have the chance to marvel about things more because very soon, he saw a man in white approaching him with something handing over his neck.
"Mr. Pangord. I'm doctor A.D Rudolf."
"Hmm," Pangord replied with his injured throat.
The nurse had already explained that 'Doctor' meant healer, so he was a little more relaxed than before.
They could speak it, but they weren't as good as he or his people.
But at least everyone could understand them and communicate with them too, irrespective of their mistakes.
This showed that Roma wasn't their primary language.
Duh! Their skin tone alone showed that they were outsiders.
So, who were they? Why had they helped them?
No. Who sent them?
Pangord listened to the doctor about his health in confusion for these people's origin, as well as what the doctor was saying.
Why did it seem like his doctor was so detailed more than the healers he was used to?
The doctor took his time, explaining the things they found wrong with him, even bringing up his old battle injuries.
And by the end, they prescribed him something called a pill and gave him a medical book as well.
'_'
Okay?
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Pangord was still very lost. But this wasn't an issue now.
Of course, the Baymardians teams staying here would explain more and more of these things as time goes on.
After all, they were to stay here for a month or 2 until Landon was done with all business in Zalipnia.
What was funny was that a Military filming crew had been assigned to shoot scenes of the aftermath of war, with the consent of the Zalipnians, of course.
And once the treaty was signed, it had to be recorded.
Both sides, be it Baymard or Zalipnia, could watch it for years and years to remind themselves of this agreement.
Everything needed to be said, clear and direct.
And all issues would be brought up one by one and discussed.
Of course after the war, Lucia wanted to give the goods they brought to several merchants here to put in their stores too.
As for the money gotten from these Adonis people, Baymard would take 40%, and the rest would get shared to each household, no matter how tiny the amount gotten was.
This was in a way, compensation for their dead loved ones.
Over here in this coastal town, they found Adonis sh.i.p.s with 21 heavy c.h.e.s.ts of treasures.
Again, the city lord's palace would also have to give out some wealth from their many treasure rooms too, to accommodate for the damage done as well.
From what they knew, each city lord or town lord had relief money for times like this, which were taken from taxes and kept in their treasure rooms.
This was a law here in Zalipnia.
So now that trouble had come, each native had the right to get a certain amount of money as relief money.
As for villages, they were somewhat under the rule of the nearby town lords, so they also had to get a certain amount for damage too.
Zalipnia was an organized place.
Before Baymard came into existence, Pyno had no such systems that took care of their people.
But here in Zalipnia, there were many systems put into place that made everyone live comfortably.
Here, it was hard to differentiate between the poor and the rich.
The differences were not as drastic as the situations in other places.
Most people lived, having 2 or 3 meals and the basic requirements in life, even with their bad weather.
And the situation was very similar all around Romain.
This was just one of the reasons why they were far better than Pyno in continental rankings.
Not to talk of their unique building designs that could put many buildings in Pyno to shame.
The main reason why they were very much willing to pay this tax was because of the destruction during winter and sometimes in spring.
With their deadly weather, they were used to taking compensation every year.
After all, they did it in tax, no?
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Pangord was still lost in thought when he suddenly saw Lucia and the rest come in.
Princess?