Dark-Haired British Doctor Chapter 503

Episode 503: Plague [6]

ancestral rites.

A ritual is a ceremony in which a sacrifice is offered to gods, spirits, or the souls of the dead.

I did it in both the East and the West.

This means that it has nothing to do with civilization, but of course, in Japan, they do this kind of thing in shrines and such.

You might think that the West doesn't do this, but that's not the case.

They did it all too.

As urbanization progressed, it became a hassle, so we stopped doing it… … .

“I told you, people can’t do that.”

Anyway, four more days passed.

It's been 14 days, but surprisingly, none of my subordinates, the redcoats or the samurai, have died.

Even the guy who had been careless at first and dug up the corpse survived.

Honestly, I think he survived not because of Seongsu, but because he was strong.

Doesn't the fact that a guy who lived like that in 19th century Japan became an adult prove his strength?

“Go, thank you!”

"Okay. It's the Lord I believe in who protected us, so I don't think it's appropriate for me to receive the thanks."

But what… … .

How would they know such facts?

In other words, other than this guy, the other kids actually survived with the help of preventive injections, or rather preventive liquids, that were given to them to treat small abscesses.

“But then what about this feeling….”

"There's something called a donation. When we return to England, we'll make a formal donation in your name."

"I, really? Would you take such trouble…? I heard England is at the ends of the earth…"

“Haha. I’m a doctor by profession and a believer in God. Can you say that’s hard work?”

“No, then instead of staying like this, go home and….”

“There’s no rush. Let’s offer the sacrifice first. I told you, people can’t do that.”

So I decided to officially collect donations.

'Are you really planning to go to England and give it all up?'

Of course.

'really?'

"Just take a little commission. Honestly, I've been busier than you this time. Why are you suddenly looking at the sky?"

'I did that because I was afraid that lightning would strike.'

'Ah… that's not true. He's a very generous person.'

Liston was shocked by my behavior and started clicking his tongue.

Even so, it was only for a very short time.

He also ended up moving around and collecting money.

It's not that his brain is good, and since Korean and Japanese are somewhat similar, he was already better at Japanese than me.

"money."

“Ah, hi!”

“More.”

“Hi!”

I think it's because the direction is clear.

Actually, I wonder how he could do that… … .

“Hey, that person is not allowed!”

While I was thinking that, they pushed another sane person in.

Surprisingly, this is not something that samurai or interpreters do, but something that the villagers do.

I asked them to offer a suitable sized mountain sacrifice, but I don't know how many people they've already brought.

He didn't even seem particularly guilty.

I wondered if this could be possible.

‘No… … and she’s a kid?’

Oh, just because he's young doesn't mean he's a real baby, he's just a little younger than me.

So, you're a teenager… … .

'Looking at it this way, it looks pretty.'

She's a girl.

uh?

Now that I think about it, they were all girls.

Even so, I wondered how many girls of this age would be in a village of about 200 households, and when I calculated it, it seemed like they were just going around in circles.

'Look at the gender discrimination.'

Certainly, Japan seems more underdeveloped than Korea in this regard.

Well, I haven't been to 19th century Joseon, so I can't say for sure…

Contrary to our prejudices, I heard that Joseon was a society with less gender discrimination than we thought.

Well, I didn't hear it from someone who studied it properly, I just heard it from a friend who writes web novels, so it's a bit uncertain.

“What kind of person do you want?”

Anyway, as soon as I fed him the fourth pack, the interpreter came running.

He had a really embarrassed look on his face.

I thought he was crazy.

Because I never once said I needed anyone.

“I told you I don’t need anyone. Didn’t Brother Liston catch them?”

Our Liston… … .

Wasn't that the guy who caught that big bear all by himself in America?

This was no exception.

He said, 'You need meat, right?' and suddenly ran into the mountains and fields to catch it.

There was a bear literally the size of a house.

The skin was also peeled off like a ghost, giving it a quality that would make it look like it belongs in a human body mystery exhibition.

I was planning to light a fire later, put it out when smoke started rising, and let the villagers take care of their health.

It is a sight that would steal anyone's attention, not just the interpreter, once they see it.

The guy glanced at the bear, then shook his head.

“No… It’s not an offering, it’s a thank you.”

“Thank you…? What are you talking about?”

“Aren’t you emptying out all the best houses and cleaning them up now?”

“Ah… we don’t need it.”

19th century Japanese countryside was a bit horrific.

I don't know if it would be different if it was a house built after the Meiji Restoration had succeeded…

This is not it.

The house of the village chief or Nabal is quite large, but it is in ruins here and there, perhaps due to the repeated famines that have left it unmaintained.

It might have been okay at one time, but if I told you to go in and sleep right now, it would be like experiencing a ruined house.

“Oh, don’t say ‘we’.”

"huh?"

That's when Liston stepped in.

As I was blinking with eyes that showed that I didn't understand, Liston suddenly came up to me and whispered in my ear.

“I’ll allow you to spend that one night, something like that…?”

“Ah…? Ah. No, then what do you mean by thank you?”

“Haha, that’s right. We’ve had a hard time.”

“No, but even so, are you saying you just sleep like that?”

"What a barrier. Think about it. Those of us who are excellent have a duty to spread seeds here and there."

“Shit… Stop shoving me around.”

I feel that the deep roots of eugenics are already growing.

There is an academic foundation there that the great powers can exploit as they travel around the world, so that says it all.

Even Darwin's theory of evolution will put a wedge in there.

As a result, a really strange theory emerges… … .

We white people are a good people chosen by God, and at the same time, as the most evolved human beings, we have the duty and right to teach, civilize (and exploit) the rest of the inferior races.

It could be said to be an outrageous theory that mixes evolution and creationism according to one's own needs.

“What the hell.”

“And you want to do that, brother?”

“I want to do that. It’s pretty.”

“I remember him. He had smallpox. He’s gotten better thanks to the food we gave him… but he’s probably not completely recovered yet.”

“Hmm…….”

“Do you want to rape the patient?”

“Oh, you’re committing a crime? We both agreed to it.”

“He understood? It was the villagers here who did it.”

At my words, Liston groaned, as if the last shred of his conscience had begun to flutter.

That's one of the reasons why I hang out with this guy.

If you say with force, "I'm going to do it!", who can stop you?

But how fortunate I am that I can control it to some extent with just my three-inch tongue.

“What the hell.”

“Yes. Let’s not forget that we are human beings with free will.”

“Damn it!”

"Stop swearing. People are scared. Everyone was already scared when you brought the bear here alone."

"Isn't that what appeals? A strong man! Isn't that the kind of man every woman longs for?"

“Does that…does that look like the expression of someone you admire?”

Liston followed my finger, saw a girl who looked like she had literally seen an oni, and then immediately lowered his head.

Of course, the girl whose eyes met mine ran away with a 'Wow'.

Mutual understanding?

Does that make sense?

‘If you get pregnant even by a little bit… … the child will just end up like me… … .’

It is more difficult than you might think for humans to tolerate beings different from themselves.

I don't know if it would be different if I had access to it through TV, but isn't it not the case these days?

I have a Nine-Tailed Fox and I'm really strong…

'No, I guess it'll be tough. If he's Liston's son.'

hmm.

What kind of life will I live?

I'm curious.

But it didn't seem right to experiment with a few lives just to satisfy my cheap curiosity.

So we politely declined the offer and decided to set the bear on fire.

Because of the long drought, dry firewood was scattered everywhere, so lighting a fire was not that difficult.

I stood in front of him and opened my fan.

“Oh my gosh!”

I followed the director of the orphanage to a revival meeting when I was young and shouted at a pastor.

I learned then that a slightly hoarse voice can make you sound more hoarse.

Well, I'm young and my voice is really strong…

Nevertheless, everyone was on their knees, either because of the many miracles I had shown them so far or because of the bear carcass that was burning while standing.

“Now let this evil spirit leave this village completely! Won’t you say Amen?”

“Aimene!”

“Now, let peace descend upon this land! Isn’t there peace?”

“Peace!”

I walked around the bear carcass, swinging my fan back and forth.

While talking about this and that, it seemed that Amen was too difficult to pronounce for 19th century Japanese people.

I'm going to do it.

No one has told you not to call your god in vain… … .

So I was looking for a phrase that was even slightly more Japanese-friendly, but I ran out of time and ended up calling out my own name.

Is it a coincidence?

Or maybe it was because my name was mentioned so often, but I was surprised at how well he pronounced it, almost like a ghost.

“Here I go, here I go. In the name of this Taepyeong, I command you to leave!”

“Peace!”

Just then, the leather tip that Liston had left behind on purpose started to burn, producing black smoke instead of white smoke, so I shouted for them to get out.

Then everyone was startled and shouted "Peace!"

In the meantime, I looked at the bear, but I decided to stop because I thought I would end up losing it if I continued like this.

Anyway, what… … .

I thought that if I tried more here, my faith would only decrease and not increase any further.

It's already full, that's what I'm saying.

'I have a lot of faith.'

I chuckled at the thought and signaled to Liston.

Then Liston ran over with a sword drawn and performed a bear dismemberment show.

To those who didn't know, this too would seem like a sacred ritual.

Bear bones, which are much thicker than human bones, are just cut off with a crunch. Is this divine power? What else could be divine power?

Anyway, to be honest, when I grilled the cut up bear, it didn't smell very good to eat.

If bears were so delicious, wouldn't 21st century people, who know how to eat them, have domesticated them?

But that was only true for well-fed people like Nana Liston, while the other villagers seemed to simply value meat.

Even though no one said anything, I could tell by the peaceful, peaceful sounds coming from here and there.