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Chapter 686 - 686 11 Tired to Death_1

686: Chapter 11, Tired to Death_1 686: Chapter 11, Tired to Death_1 In the Jade Palace, Caesar III was looking out the window and sighing.

The news of Hudson’s wedding had reminded him that it was time for his own son to marry.

As the top family on the continent, Crown Prince Caesar has been a sought-after marriage prospect since birth.

Even excluding those of unequal status, there are plenty of options.

But because there are too many choices, the matter has been delayed.

As the Crown Prince of the Alpha Kingdom, the marriage was inevitably full of political considerations.

Cesar III had not made up his mind until the Orc War broke out.

And as the matter got pushed off, the circumstances changed.

A military exercise meant to enhance his reputation had unexpectedly exposed his son’s weaknesses in the eyes of the public.

The matter was smoothed over by Caesar III, but the fall in the Crown Prince’s public standing was an irrefutable fact.

It never rains but it pours.

Having his personal capability questioned was one thing.

But in political marriages, the power behind the parties involved is often an even bigger consideration, leaving the actual capability of the individuals as a secondary factor.

At this critical juncture, the Alpha Kingdom’s power took a severe blow.

It would take at least a decade or two to recover.

Had it only been that, Crown Prince Caesar would still be an attractive marriage prospect.

Investment in marriage is a future thing.

To wait for a decade or two to obtain a powerful ally would not be a loss.

Regrettably, within international competition, Alpha Kingdom has started showing signs of decay.

It has fallen behind southern countries economically and is lagging technologically in military matters.

All these factors made the value of Crown Prince Caesar’s potential marriage inevitably decrease.

Originally, Caesar III aimed to form a marriage alliance with the Frank Kingdom.

The collaboration between the northern and the southern superpowers would have made a great force, but at this point, he could not even broach the subject.

“Your Majesty, we just received word that the Warhammer Kingdom is in a state of revolt.

We don’t have much information yet and cannot anticipate the developments”, said Count Francis with concern.

What the Alpha Kingdom needs most at the moment, having been greatly weakened, is time.

This upheaval in Warhammer Kingdom is bound to stir up the situation in the Northern Continent.

No matter what happens next, it will be a disaster for Alpha Kingdom.

Even if a great opportunity is handed to them on a silver platter, without enough power at hand, they will be unable to seize it.

“Keep a neutral stance and observe; for quite a long time into the future, we are incapacitated to interfere in foreign affairs”, said Caesar III, who couldn’t help but sigh.

Given the unexpected circumstances, there were few options left for the Alpha Kingdom.

Deep down, he had decided to ally with Moxi Duchy.

Both nations had been crippled by the war, making them ‘brothers in distress’.

Moxi was only slightly better than the Warhammer Kingdom.

At this point, it was time to band together for warmth.

The reason for the delay was primarily that the issues facing the Moxi Duchy were even more serious than those of the Alpha Kingdom.

Both have gone into debt and have stood on the brink of bankruptcy.

Caesar III, more than anyone else, knew how deep the Moxi Duchy’s financial hole was.

Based on the information he had gathered, he could easily conclude that the Moxi Duchy is already resorting to taking new loans to pay off old ones.

Even though they have added a “debt repayment tax”, they won’t collect much until production generally recovers.

If he had a choice, Caesar III would not have wanted to choose for his son a marriage that is full of “troubles”.

Unfortunately, at this point, he could not consider so much.

No matter how troublesome Moxi Duchy was, it was still one of the major countries of the Northern Continent.

To quickly stabilize the situation in the Northern Continent and prevent other human races from intervening, joining forces was the best choice.

“Your Majesty, after contacting many of the kingdom’s large and medium-sized nobles, we have reached a preliminary agreement on the formation of the Magical Beast cavalry corps,” stated Grand Duke Efiel seriously.

“Everyone is very enthusiastic.

We have collected 586 breed-beasts, and after careful selection, we still have 317 left.

This number is still growing.

Those who can afford it are forming hunting teams to contribute as much as possible to the formation of our corps.

There are no issues on Earl Hudson’s side.

Next, we just need to wait for the Red Dragon to enter his mating period.”

As the Minister of Defense, Efiel had worked hard to make this plan proceed smoothly.

In such a short time, coordinating dozens of royal noble families was not an easy task.

Despite his efforts, Caesar III was not satisfied.

Over three hundred breed-beasts might seem plenty, but in reality, they came from various species and were all low-level magical beasts.

The kingdom does have medium and high-level magical beasts, but these intelligent species are not suitable to become breed-beasts.

“The Magical Beast Cavalry Corps” just by the name, it is clear that the scale cannot be small.

If they want to achieve scale in a short time, they have to resort to artificial maturation.

Considering the cost of the Maturity Magic Potion, it is clear that it won’t be of high quality, so the side effects would certainly be substantial.

The issue with low-level breed-beasts is not critical, but the actual number of beasts in a single species is rather small.

Even if those magical beasts are prolific breeders, giving birth to many babies in one go, it would still require time to grow to scale.