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Chapter 1280 - 1280 227 Clan Leader Election

1280: Chapter 227: Clan Leader Election 1280: Chapter 227: Clan Leader Election Maybe they were tired of bickering, or perhaps the persuasion of the two Dragon Knights awakened the deep sibling affection hidden in their memories.

Finally, the dispute came to a pause.

After a farce of mutual fault-finding, aside from satisfying the curiosity of the onlookers, Maxim and Barbara ended up both worse for wear.

But of course, the prideful dragons would never admit to it.

A huffy Barbara took her Knight and left directly, leaving Maxim to foot the bill for the mess.

Glancing at the long bill, Maxim didn’t even bother to calculate the details and just focused on the total damage.

“Hudson, you’ve really screwed me over!

We barely fought; how could it result in such a large loss?”

The buying power of Gold Coins is quite significant.

Just a little aftermath of the battle causing hundreds of thousands in Gold Coins losses is hard for the Giant Dragon to accept.

“Mister Maxim, the invoice is right here; you can verify each and every damage, or personally visit the site for inspection.

Besides the destroyed buildings, farmlands, bridges, and water conservancies, the casualties caused by the battle aftermath are your responsibility too.

The 680,000 Gold Coins is already with a discount.

If we go into detailed calculations, a few thousand more Gold Coins could be added.

In principle, you only need to compensate for half the damages.

But the other culprit is your own sister, and if not for the sake of your face, I would have never let her leave in the first place.

Now you have two options: either bear the full loss yourself or I’ll have people chase Barbara back and you siblings can discuss the compensation.”

Hudson had just finished speaking when Maxim’s dragon face turned beet red.

Bringing the Female Tyrannosaurus back?

Isn’t that just asking for misery?

Bullied since childhood, barely turned things around, and now he’s too busy trying to avoid her—how could he possibly go and ask for trouble himself!

“Hmph!”

“Hudson, I will only acknowledge paying half.

As for the rest, you go ask that Dragon Knight for it, but remember not to let Barbara come back!”

Having said that, Maxim headed straight to the Magical Beast Breeding Base.

With such a massive loss this time, he needs to quickly earn back the money spent.

Reputation gone?

He couldn’t care less.

After all, it’s something he never had.

If the money goes too, what joy would there be in a dragon’s life?

Watching this, Hudson shook his head secretly.

Thankfully, he had omitted the decimal points in the account books; otherwise, the losses for this irresponsible wretch of a dragon would have been grand.

Asking for compensation from the other Dragon Knight is purely a joke.

They’ve already scampered back to the South Continent, how could he chase them to another territory to collect debts?

Not to mention everyone knows, amongst the Four Great Dragon Knights of the Continent, three are poor as dirt.

Who really thinks it’s easy to be a Dragon Knight?

Facing a greedy Giant Dragon, if you’re not careful, your wallet gets transferred elsewhere.

Maxim can stay this well-behaved only because Hudson strong-armed a contract under pressure, which includes the clause of mutual respect and the inviolability of private property.

Otherwise, thefts from the Manor House treasury would be a regular occurrence.

If he can steal from his own sister’s treasures, what else is the scum dragon not capable of doing?

But considering Maxim’s plight, it’s quite tragic.

Just after stealing his sister’s treasures, he got caught by the former owner and received a severe beating.

If not for the ban on fratricide among the few Giant Dragons, he’d probably be pushing up daisies by now.

Tarnished with the notoriety of theft, beaten for nothing, not a single Gold Coin pocketed, and being hunted by his own sister—a true dragon life tragedy.

With things settling down, Hudson didn’t relax.

He didn’t believe this incident was just a fluke.

“A shot bird leads the flock!”

Hudson is now that shot bird.

Looking over the Continent, there hasn’t been anyone stirring more trouble than him in recent years.

Standing at such a position, it’s inevitable to become a target.

This incident is just the beginning; there are countless more ambushes waiting for him in the future.

…

“Duke, news from the frontline, the Orc Empire has begun rotating their troops.

According to the intelligence we’ve gathered, replacing the Bimon Tribe are the Boar People, Hyena People, and Minotaur Clan.”

As he spoke, Tom handed over the documents to Hudson.

As the Front-line Commander, monitoring the enemy’s military movements is a basic requirement.

The garrison species changing from Orc royal family to common species is not just a military change; it signifies a political decline in strategic status.

If the Orc Empire is signaling goodwill to the Kingdom through this, there’s only one explanation: The Orc Empire needs peace!

As incredible as it sounds, logically, it makes sense.

The losses of the Orcs in these years are something Hudson knows all too well.

If they don’t recover and regain strength promptly, the collapse of the Empire is just a matter of time.

Compared to the average species, the Boar People, Hyena People, and Minotaur Clan are also renowned for their combat prowess, plus they have significant numbers.

Especially the Boar People and Hyena People, they breed like rabbits.

If not for their underdeveloped brains, these species would also have a place among the rulers of the Orc Empire.

Positioning these guys at the frontline not only fortifies the borders but also allows the Empire to eliminate domestic instability and unrest.

“Tom, pass the message on to all the Noble Lords, especially the Lords in the northern regions, and tell them to strengthen their defenses!”