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Chapter 176 - 176 117 The Big Deal_1

176: Chapter 117, The Big Deal_1 176: Chapter 117, The Big Deal_1 The dead Lizard Beasts weren’t wasted.

After being salvaged, they were all wholesaled to Baron Caryo.

Those who dabble in magic are not paupers, they have plenty of capital to toss around.

Magical Materials are always in demand.

Hudson was quite satisfied with the sale of over forty lizard beasts for the price of 800 Gold Coins.

If it hadn’t been for the fortuitous appearance of Baron Caryo, these ugly, foul-smelling monsters would probably have ended up in the stomachs of Orc Slaves.

Unfortunately, Hudson had forgotten to instruct Belsden to capture some alive.

According to Baron Caryo, the price for live Lizard Beasts could triple.

The price was high mainly because humans considered the swamp to be a forbidden area.

Even with a team to delve deep into the swamp, it would be difficult to pry these creatures from the depths of the mire.

Hudson had no interest in participating in extravagant magic research.

With this time, he would rather learn Bearman Clan Magic from Belsden.

Instantaneous spells that do not require incantations are much more efficient than human magic.

After all, if you’re going to have an advantage, it might as well be a big one.

If it wasn’t for his youth, with this kind of instant magic, he could potentially pose as a Sorcerer.

What restricted Hudson’s magical level advancement was mainly his lack of spiritual power.

Magic Power can be outsourced, but spiritual power is one’s own.

Theoretically, without enough spiritual power to control Magic Power, one could still forcefully unleash more powerful magic, but would have to bear the backlash of magic getting out of control.

Hudson was timid.

He stopped all his daredevil attempts after he accidentally burnt his clothes while casting Sky Fire Dance.

Fortunately, Sky Fire Dance was not that high level.

If he foolishly tried to cast a forbidden spell, he might likely end up another casualty of risky magic play.

The spiritual power of an Intermediate Magician is enough for an Intermediate Magician.

There is no need to risk one’s life for bragging rights.

“Intermediate Knight + Intermediate Mage + Divine Archer”.

With such abilities, among his peers, Hudson could be considered one of the most outstanding talents.

There are certainly more talented individuals, but they exist in myths and legends.

In the real world, some “logic” still needs to be applied.

No matter how talented, it takes time for talent to be converted into strength.

The strong are forged in blood and fire, flowers nurtured in a greenhouse cannot withstand storms.

After seeing off Baron Caryo, Hudson pondered the gains and losses of this meeting.

The matter of the huge land clearance couldn’t be kept secret; it didn’t matter if it was exposed.

The Dalton Family didn’t lack land.

A few tens of thousands of acres of mountain land were hardly attractive to them.

The plan to increase crop yield must be temporarily halted.

Especially the land in the plains, no more Swamp Brand Fertilizers could be used there.

A bumper harvest in a year can be considered coincidence.

But if the crop yield increases substantially every year, this can’t be explained away as mere chance.

Anyone with any interest will eventually link the increased crop yield to the Swamp Brand Fertilizer.

On the other hand, the newly-opened mountainous region can continuously use it, as long as the usage is limited so that the crop production is slightly lower than that of the plains, there wouldn’t be a major problem.

The soil in the hilly region isn’t constant either, with variations in different areas.

If the developed land happens to be fertile, the crop yield would just be a tad less than the plains.

Maybe more not-so-demanding crops like soybeans, flax, potatoes…

should be planted.

Even if the yield is slightly higher, it won’t raise suspicions.

No matter what crops are grown, none will be wasted.

In the vast Mountain Domain, apart from Hudson, who as the Lord could afford to be picky, everyone else ate what was available.

There is nothing wrong with potatoes being the staple.

As long as it can fill the stomach, it’s not a problem.

More vegetable oil would be beneficial both for keeping the domain people satiated and for making soap – all of which are significant consumers of oil.

No amount of soybeans would go to waste.

Even the residue left from oil extraction could be used for feeding livestock.

Some orc species with robust digestive systems could also consume it, ensuring nothing is wasted.

If he played his cards right, even if the word got out, people would only marvel at how lucky Baron Hudson was to discover fertile soil during the land clearance.

If anyone discovered the use of swamp mud, it could be explained away by the thin layer of topsoil on the newly reclaimed land, necessitating some thickening.

The remainder of this information will be filled in by people.

Even if there are some inconsistencies, others will find ways to rationalize them.

The “lucky” label might easily stir jealousy, but it also brings amazing benefits.

As people got used to his fortunes, they would find it normal for Hudson to encounter positive events.

If you don’t believe it, just sift through the history books left by your ancestors.

The rags-to-riches journeys of the “legendary individuals” couldn’t be more fantastical.

From the start, Hudson deliberately accentuated this “luck” label, attributing his success to luck to ward off many unnecessary troubles.

No one wants to court disaster.

When encountering someone exceptionally lucky, a normal person would not only avoid offending them, but they would also refrain from deliberately antagonizing them.

It’s a good thing Baron Caryo was a Magician.

His focus always involuntarily leaned toward magic and he was not interested in mundane technology.