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195: Chapter 123, Locust Plague_2 195: Chapter 123, Locust Plague_2 It wasn’t just Baron West who had a similar reaction.

Many of the Northern Nobles struggled with controlling their emotions after becoming lords.

If it weren’t for the fact that everyone’s sanity was still intact, Steward Faren would’ve suspected a collective curse was at work.

If Hudson were here, he could’ve diagnosed the problem in an instant — post-war syndrome.

The malign energy accumulated on the battlefield hadn’t been released.

They had relocated to a different world where rules bound them everywhere.

Any slight transgression was forbidden, and they had to swallow their grievances.

With no place to vent their anger and repeating frustrations over time, it was natural for their moods to be affected.

Quick tempers were just the basic symptom.

“Understood, I’ll be mindful.”

Baron West replied indifferently.

He’d heard advice like this too many times, the impact diminishing each time.

His continually suppressed fury demonstrated his firm willpower.

“Young Master, a single transaction doesn’t construe much.

Even if they want to ameliorate ties, it can’t be achieved with just one transaction.

As the representative of the native nobles, Baron Hudson is equally constrained now.

Even if he is willing to accept these people, he must consider the reaction of his subordinates.

According to historical experience, it often takes two or three generations for foreign nobles to integrate locally.

The process would entail its share of hardships.

Unfortunately, these guys are all ambitious and consider themselves extraordinary.

How could they submit to being subordinate?

Compared to the situation in Layton County, we need to pay more attention to Wharton County.

After Baron Caryo moved into Luoye Town, he’s continued to remain silent, which is unusual.

A few days ago, he proactively visited the Mountain Domain.

It’s possible the two have already made secret agreements.

The power struggle within the native nobles might not erupt because of our presence.

Regrettably, the nobles in Wharton County aren’t any easier – all wanting to compete for the position of Prefectural Governor.

Despite knowing Baron Caryo’s malicious intentions, they couldn’t unite.”

Steward Faren analyzed with a wry smile.

His vast experience in life told him that the bigger the storm brewing, the less activity there was.

The northern nobles who had moved south had involuntarily become a unit.

If there was a problem with the northern nobles in Wharton County, Baron West wouldn’t be able to evade it.

In a certain sense, Layton and Wharton Counties were now a unit.

Whatever the outcome on either side, it would affect the other.

According to the original plan, Baron West was supposed to control Layton County first before supporting a trusted person to control Wharton County.

Regrettably, the plan failed at the first step, turning the situation in Layton County into a long-term confrontation.

It was impossible to determine who was superior for the time being.

On the contrary, it was easier to identify the winner in the struggle in Wharton County.

“Hmm!”

“The situation in Wharton County is indeed worrisome.

Please send out invitations for me to meet those individuals.

Even if they want to fight, they should kick out the competitors first!”

…

In the Mountain Domain, Hudson was studying the translated formula as if planning to transition into an Alchemist Master.

It was a forced choice.

Depending on others wasn’t as reliable as depending on oneself.

Finding an Alchemist Master wasn’t easy.

By begging and pleading, pulling strings left and right, it took nearly two months only to find an ordinary Alchemist.

Asking him to translate the formula was feasible, but expecting him to make Life Essence from an incomplete formula was too much.

Now the rest depended on other branches.

In any case, all the members of the various clans in the Southeastern Province had made their best efforts.

The bear cub nearby was even better, treating the feared “Blood Moon Horn” from the outside world like a toy, sometimes raising it, sometimes striking it down.

Admittedly, the “Evil Tool” was different.

It looked like a shabby horn that didn’t change no matter how much it was toyed with by Belsden.

Before this, none of the weapons and armors in Hudson’s collection could withstand Belsden’s slap.

To limit the loss, Hudson had issued a prohibition to the bear cub early on.

The sturdy and resilient Blood Moon Horn, showing no obvious use, became the cub’s sole toy.

“Bang!”

Accompanied by the sound, Hudson blew up another alchemy furnace.

Ever since he acquired a bit of simple alchemy knowledge, such occurrences had become the norm.

Only Hudson would treat the creation of Life Essence as a game.

Looking at the black, so-called medicinal substance, Hudson wasn’t sure if it would work.

He proceeded entirely according to the formula.

Lacking the critical method of refining, he could only innovate based on his understanding.

For instance, in melting the Demon Core, Hudson manipulated the Golden Finger to absorb the energy from the core and then reinfused it back into the remnants.

The other raw materials were processed as per the formula’s instructions.

Lastly, he added water, resulting in a black paste.

Tried steaming it, frying it, and boiling it in a pot— all ended in failure.

Finally, with no other option, he simply threw it into the alchemy furnace to tamper with.

As a result, the blacksmiths of the domain took on additional work: crafting alchemy furnaces for Master Hudson.

He had played with firewood, charcoal, and now the Magic Fireball Art.

His inability to control the firepower resulted in another successful destruction of an alchemy furnace.

“Belsden, come help me check this!”

Hudson called out to the bear cub without any reservation.

Even though Belsden couldn’t confirm the progress, it could determine if the substance was poisonous.