In the afternoon, the carriage of the Marquise Janen Winstede stopped on the side of the road on the commercial street in the center of Tagarvi.

The noble lady dismissed most of her servants, taking only a bodyguard and a maid, and wandered around the bustling commercial street,

Looking at the dazzling array of goods in the window, her mind was still thinking of her husband's words in the letter, and her ears were the rumbling of cannons, although the shopping process was quite pleasant, her heart was still clouded, and she felt anxious about her husband's safety.

An hour later, the entourage was full of shopping paper bags, containing models of tin toys that the Marquise had purchased for her son, as well as several delicate knick-knacks, small ornaments, and even a landscape painting by the artist.

When I walked to a fountain square, I saw a group of military musicians beating drums, and the flag bearer next to me waving the night owl military flag in his hand, and the people shopping around were attracted and quickly gathered around.

Seeing that the crowd was getting more and more, a pot-bellied army officer nodded, "Very well, it's time," he muttered.

The fat officer, with the help of a soldier, laboriously climbed onto a military flatbed,

He raised his hand on it and motioned for the military musicians next to him to stop playing, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and read it aloud to the hundreds of onlookers in a loud voice:

"Citizens of the Valstad Empire! Citizens of Tagarvi! Thank you for your interest!

Let me introduce myself, I am Colonel Jesfar of the First Division of the Imperial Army, in charge of propaganda, and I am here to recruit scarce talents for our Imperial Army!

As you may have known, it is not the first time that two powerful countries have formed an alliance to declare war on us again, and we have experienced worse and more difficult moments, so there is nothing to fear.

But now there is a serious problem that needs to be solved urgently, the soldiers of Valstad are fighting bravely on the front line, but the wounded are not cared for in time, due to the serious shortage of doctors and nurses in the army, many young men do not get professional medical care, so that the injuries continue to deteriorate, amputation and even serious injuries! What a tragedy!

We, the Valstad Imperial Army, are in dire need of medical personnel right now! Specifically, we will recruit 300 medical officers who hold a first-class medical license, have more than 20 clinical surgeries, and be able to deal with serious wounds and broken bones, which is a captain-level officer position, and enjoy special state allowances and high bonuses.

Even more scarce are female nurse managers, who need 100 in total, who are treated like medical officers, with a bachelor's degree in primary medicine, basic practical experience, and more importantly, patience and compassion, not afraid of blood, not dislike the sick and wounded, and responsible for training and managing new nurses.

Because there is a large shortage of nurses, there is no upper limit on recruitment, and the conditions can be relaxed, as long as they have worked in the hospital for more than one year.

If you can't meet the conditions, as long as you can read and hyphenate and are in good health, we can train you for free! Unified distribution of employment qualification certificates.

Those who pass the assessment will be admitted directly and will receive a high salary of 10 silver stars per week, and those who perform well will receive additional bonuses and the opportunity to be promoted to officers!

Ladies and gentlemen, if you are the talent we are desperately needing, please sign up and help our fighters get out of the pain of injury and illness!

The Valstad Empire will win! Long live the Emperor! The officer put down the script, ended his speech with a slogan, and the military band around him began to play again.

"Long live the Emperor!" Hundreds of citizens in the square also responded in unison.

Several officers set up several sets of tables and chairs next to them, set up signs with the words "Recruitment Office", and began to work on the spot.

The enthusiasm of the people is high, but the professional skills are insufficient. An hour passed, only three doctors met the requirements for the rank of medical officer, and there was not a single qualified head nurse, and all the female applicants had filled in the medical care training course, which obviously did not meet the urgent needs of the troops, and the officer in charge of recruiting people was also full of sadness.

At this moment, a tall, beautiful aristocratic woman appeared at one of the recruitment offices, attracting onlookers.

When the line reached her, the officer in charge of recruiting talent glanced at her, his eyes full of suspicion,

I said...... This young lady, we are recruiting for a position on the battlefield, I don't doubt your courage...... I'm really afraid that you won't be able to endure this hardship...... So......"

"So, you want me to retreat?" The aristocratic woman said.

The officer played with the quill in his hand and looked embarrassed: "Hey, do you have to force me to tell the truth, we want people who can bear hardships and stand hard work, a beautiful and weak and pampered aristocratic daughter like you is not suitable for this, I admire your patriotism, you can make some other contributions, such as raising funds for disabled veterans." ”

"I've made up my mind, no need to say more, give me the registration form!"

The officer was obviously not very happy, and threw the registration form angrily, "You can fill it out yourself, I warned you, and there will be no place to cry when you suffer at that time." ”

When the aristocratic woman finished filling out the form, the officer glanced at it, "Oh, you're still so young, you're already married, and you have children?" I really can't see it.,I thought it was the daughter of the family who secretly ran out to be naughty.。 ”

"Thank you for complimenting me on my youth." The aristocratic woman replied with a smile.

After a few seconds, the officer glanced at the lower lines of the registration form, and immediately stood up, his voice becoming extremely excited: "Oh my God, you have a degree in medical care?" It's a rarity! You're exactly what we're looking for! Can you show me your diploma? ”

"I've already sent a servant home to get it, after all, I learned this to help the wounded, please ask you, if I sign up now, when will I be able to go to the front?"

The officer glanced at her, "If it's convenient for you, you can be assigned to the ambulance station on the front line this week, that's great, we are more short of experienced nurses than military doctors, after all, there are too few women studying medicine, and it is even more rare for you to have real talent and learning, and you are still young." ”

At this moment, the fat colonel Jesfar, who had just read the proclamation, walked up to them, he looked at the registration form, and then looked at the noble woman, and his attitude immediately became respectful:

"Oh my God! Are you... Janen Winsted...... Lady of Elector Dalí? ”

"That's right, it's me."

"I'm sorry! I didn't know how much you were so disappointed to be here! ”

"It's okay." The aristocratic woman said.

Jasfar gently slapped his officer on the back of the head,

"You idiot! Can't even recognize such a big shot? She's the number one noble lady in the Empire! Or a baroness personally awarded by His Majesty the Emperor! ”