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The carriage was slowly advancing and he had intended to let things slide by concealing the conflict between his brother and the Northern Nobles; however, a terrible piece of news had come again.

The bustling Dardiel City, unfortunately, had come to the point of manslaughter.

His intuition told him that he could not dawdle on the road any longer.

If the tension escalated and a full-scale clash between local and Northern Nobles broke out in Dardiel City, it would be a shocking calamity no matter who won or lost.

This scale of scandal, he simply could not bear it with his minor status, but it would inevitably fall on him as the Governor.

Without hesitation, Earl Piers mounted his War Horse, leading a team of cavalry on a hurried departure.

As for the carriage and the procession, they could only follow behind slowly.

He made the remaining hundred miles in less than three hours, with his cavalry pushing hard to their limits.

The poor War Horses were exhausted after a desperate hundred-mile run.

If it hadn’t been for their Magical Beast lineage, they would have been utterly spent.

The head of the angered carriage arrived early, leaving the stream of nobles who hadn’t had time to welcome him, terrified.

As one of the parties involved, Baron Hudson was inwardly cursing.

Although he had tried to pin the blame on Baron West, everyone knew what was really happening.

Just because Earl Piers disliked the Northern Nobility did not mean he favored Hudson.

The old incident of declining recruitment had never been mentioned, but that did not mean it was forgotten.

The only reason no bad luck had found him was due to “political correctness”.

The prestige from killing Church Cavaliers was not entirely gone, and a prudent Piers would not hand his enemies any weapon to use against him.

Should a valid excuse present itself to teach him a lesson, Hudson knew the beating would be severe.

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“Why are you all silent?

You all have done remarkably well lately!

First, there were the mutual raids and killings, causing civilian casualties in the thousands.

There’s no trace of nobility in any of you.

Lately, you’ve even upgraded from civilian casualties to noble casualties.

But fear not, only one noble has died and only twenty-three have been injured.

You can surely keep fighting, get rid of those you dislike and then you’ll be supreme.

The whole continent will be yours!…”

Scolded, Hudson breathed a sigh of relief.

His experiences taught him that it wasn’t bad to be reproached when in trouble, but to be treated kindly was a frightening signal.

Being scolded meant there was still a chance to redeem the situation, but the leader’s kind face was a sign that they were preparing to make him the scapegoat.

Resignation would be a minor consequence, even spending the remainder of his life trying to clear things up was a possibility.

“Incompetent Baron West, as the Lord of Dardiel city, many conflicts have taken place under your rule.

Are there no words you wish to say?

If age has impaired your ability to perform your duties, I can suggest to the Kingdom to replace you with a more vigorous lord.

For example, our Baron Hudson has shown more promising performance.

He arrived at the scene immediately, provided aid to the injured and even supplied the deadly weapons that were used…”

Hudson grit his teeth in the face of this provocation.

It didn’t matter that he was blamed for the conflict with Baron West, he was already tagged a marked man anyway.

But, the final accusations were truly too much.

Yes, he had helped mobilise aid to the wounded, only because the Priest had not arrived in time and the injured man couldn’t make it.

Being mocked was just part of the game, but being blamed for supplying deadly weapons was injust.

He had sold a lot of weaponry during the conflicts within the city, but that was simply business dealings.

What people did with his weapons was their freedom, he had no right to interfere.

Hudson acknowledged that he had made profits out of wartime, particularly after the “hammer opening” incident, his hammers sold particularly well.

Not only was the existing stock sold out, the production orders were also lined up for a month afterward.

But these were just business affairs, they had nothing to do with “deadly weapons”.

Defence was impossible, even the stubborn Baron West didn’t dare to rebuke.

Halifax didn’t dare to pop up his head either.

Let him vent, anyway, it won’t cause any physical harm.

Let him keep the record for now, and we’ll sort it out slowly when the Dalton Family will hit a hard time one day.

The revenge for injustice Hudson had sworn to one day carry out would always be patient.

After all, he was younger than Earl Piers.

As long as he takes care of himself, he will definitely get the chance to celebrate at Piers’s grave.

Fortunately, the number of aristocrats targeted was a bit high.

Whether it was the sons of noble families from the North or the local nobles, they all were addressed.

Almost every noble with a bit of strength had enjoyed the privilege of being criticized on the spot.

It’s clear that strength and the ability to stir up trouble were directly proportional.

If one didn’t have enough strength but still dared to stir up trouble, one would probably have been taught to behave oneself long ago.

After the scolding session ended, Hudson was surprised to find that Earl Piers had not mentioned the individual involved in the “bowl opening” incident.

Obviously, this did not mean the matter was over.

Whether it was intentional murder or accidental death, it touched on the life of nobility.

Not being discussed on the spot meant that he was prepared to deal with it calmly.

But the final result will certainly not be simple, otherwise, the Northern Nobles who had lost their comrade would never let it go.