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Chapter 1090 - 1090 159 Soldier Training Academy_3

1090: Chapter 159: Soldier Training Academy_3 1090: Chapter 159: Soldier Training Academy_3 Go fishing for three days and sun-drying the nets for two, such an educational model might still not be better than the current one.

Moreover, besides their personal strength being stronger, their knowledge deeper, and their insights broader, what other advantages do they have?

The current batch of instructors all came from fighting with swords and guns on the battlefield, with a wealth of combat experience.

Their personal strength might indeed lag a bit, but they excel in being loyal and reliable.

An army relies on collective strength; individual fighting power, if lacking, can be wholly compensated by group cooperation.

There are so many Magic Martial Arts Academies on the Continent, yet they haven’t produced many Sanctuary Powerhouses, so don’t take them too seriously!”

Hudson said without changing his expression.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to improve the quality of the faculty, but that he simply didn’t dare.

A school that mixes private interests with a group of noble instructors is purely asking for trouble.

Hudson didn’t think all nobles were as easy to fool as the noble children under his command.

If there were instructors from the Major Nobles, it wouldn’t take long for them to see through his plan.

Even the staff in front of him might have seen through his plan, but they possibly didn’t dare to confirm it for the time being.

Or perhaps they saw through it but chose to feign ignorance intentionally.

After all, Hudson’s series of actions, though they appeared to skirt the edges, were in reality a challenge to the noble system.

There was no opposition because they had bought into Hudson’s fanciful promises.

Deep down, they were already fantasizing about the wonderful life after developing the Snow Moon Territory.

As for the interests of the Noble Consortium, what did that have to do with them?

Beside the title of noble children, they now had almost nothing.

To cross the class barrier, they must first make Master Hudson comfortable.

Maintaining class interests also required becoming part of the existing beneficiary group first.

At the moment, their interests were completely tied with Hudson.

It was essential to fill the gaps, plug all potential trouble-provoking loopholes, resolve troubles for Master Hudson, and establish their own merits.

With no major issues remaining, subsequent matters like school site selection and building construction no longer needed Hudson’s attention.

There were only two principles: the speed must be fast; the cost must be kept as low as possible.

The annual budget was just two million Gold Coins, which, besides the cost-free land, included expenses for basic infrastructure, educational equipment purchases, and personnel wages.

After deducting the costs for these hardwares, the budget allocated per student was estimated to be less than fifty Gold Coins.

In fact, even this fifty Gold Coins couldn’t be fully spent on every student; the maintenance of educational equipment also needed consideration.

The maintenance of the teaching building, dormitory, and weapon equipment, these figures weren’t large, but the warhorses always needed to be fed.

As reserves for the Knight Corps, learning to ride horses was basic.

Although not aiming for one warhorse per person, at a minimum, every two or three students should share one warhorse.

Luckily, Hudson had done well in the army.

After leading the army on several expeditions, surplus advanced military weapons like Magic Crystal Cannons and Magic Crossbows were available without needing additional expenditures.

Otherwise, this small budget could hardly even cover the household funds, not to mention supporting a year’s operational costs.

The budget determined the standard of living.

Forget about Magical Beast meat, ensuring a daily supply of ordinary meat was considered good enough.

It was probably hard to find such a shabby academy anywhere across the Continent.

However, for training soldiers, this was still too expensive.

Were it not for the profits from Magic Potions, the financial revenue of the Mountain Domain would never suffice to support this academy.

…

“Franz, a man should stand up by himself!”

“Come on, walk over here…”

In front of the castle on the large lawn, inexperienced Hudson started his journey of fatherhood.

Beside him, Melissa was lazily basking in the sun.

Under Hudson’s hard work, she was pregnant again and now had little energy to manage the father and son.

No matter how Hudson called, his son just wouldn’t buy it.

Sticking to the principle of lying down where he fell, Franz simply lay on the ground, laughing incessantly.

His eyes had long shifted from Hudson to Belsden and Maxim beside him, as for the little one, the miniature versions of dragons and bears were far more interesting than Hudson.

At such a young age, Hudson dared not let his son interact with those two, fearing they would lead him astray with nowhere to turn for solace.

By age, Maxim was still a young dragon, and Belsden was definitely a mischievous bear child.

They were children themselves; letting them care for a child would be a terrifying prospect.

However, magical beasts also possess a rebellious streak.

The more they were forbidden to do something, the more they liked to do it.

Hudson stopped them from getting close to his son but couldn’t prevent them from acting cute on the side to attract Franz’s attention.

On the contrary, Melissa was very open-minded and quite willing for her son to interact with the Dragon Bear.

She probably thought that by establishing a good relationship, the magical beast could be passed down generationally.

With two Sanctuary Divine Beasts guarding, even if the son was spoiled rotten, the family legacy could still be passed down.

On the Continent of Aslante, no Major Noble Family had ever declined under the guard of Sanctuary Powerhouses.

Not yet at the age to reason, his son was uncooperative, and Hudson felt helpless.

Deep inside he had decided that, once his son was older, he would arrange for a home tutor, assigning him piles of homework daily so he could truly understand ‘parental love as heavy as a mountain.’

Perhaps noticing Hudson’s defeat in this father-son standoff, Melissa couldn’t help but snicker.

“Hudson, you’re such an adult and yet getting competitive with your son.

Franz is so young, how would he understand your intentions?

Even if you want to instruct him, at least wait until he is a bit older!”

Nothing was really amiss, but speaking out turned it into an issue—a typical scenario where bystanders enjoy fanning the flames.

Hudson simply rolled his eyes in response.

Now was not the time for pettiness.

His son was too young, fully unaware of his actions, and pregnant women should not be provoked.

Without any more superfluous words, Hudson stepped forward, picked up little Franz who was lying on the ground, and handed him over to Melissa, saying cheerfully:

“The Koslow Clan has risen under my watch, and whether we can preserve our legacy and secure our foothold depends critically on the next generation.

Although Franz is still young, educational planning must be arranged early.

The Family’s education system is too outdated and no longer suits the current situation.

Melissa, you’ll need to put extra effort into this.”

Regardless of whether the Noble Consortium is decayed, the ancient Major Nobles’ education systems for their progeny still hold significant value for reference.

Generally speaking, as long as the system is strictly adhered to, the successor produced will not be incompetent.

Those who spoil their progeny usually do so by incorporating too much of their subjective will during the educational process, severely disrupting the children’s normal development.

Typically, the stronger the parents’ desire to control, the higher the probability of spoiling their children.

Even a perfect talent development system cannot withstand such meddling.

“Don’t worry, Hudson.

Before I got married, I copied a set of successor training materials from my family.

I’ll show them to you later to see if they need updating.

If it’s not too much trouble, it would be best to convene a family meeting and have the elders jointly draft a training plan for the younger generation.”

Hearing Melissa’s light-hearted critique, Hudson smiled slightly.

The current Koslow Clan was like a blank canvas, which he could paint at will.

The rules passed down by the old ancestors had no binding effect before him, the strong Family Head.

In fact, the ancestors of the Koslow Clan hadn’t really passed down any rules, or perhaps, though rules had been established, they weren’t properly carried on for various reasons.

Due to being separated for too long, different branches often had their own records and interpretations of the same matter.

Between them, no one could convince the others.

For Hudson, this was undoubtedly a good thing.

Unburdened by historical constraints, he could establish rules according to his own will.

The current family rules of the Koslow Clan were all gradually added by Hudson.

As they hadn’t been established for long, many aspects were still imperfect.

Most of the time, issues would arise first, and only then would he patch them up, similar to legislation.

The only difference was that there was no such thing as ‘the law does not punish past actions’ here.

The misdeeds committed in the past could still be dealt with under the newly established rules.