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Chapter 818 - 818 65 Continent War Breaks Out_2

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Heading back to the Southeastern Province, Hudson was leisurely taking in the sights and pleasures along his journey.

By taking the initiative and contributing Orc slaves for mining, Hudson successfully secured a quarter share.

It was apparent that everyone else was timid, giving Hudson this opportunity out of fear of contracting the “curse of life span.”

As someone who knew about the curse and saw a chance to make a fortune quietly, Hudson naturally kept quiet about it.

The cycle of demonic pollution was too long, and it couldn’t be verified in a short time.

Even if he spoke out, people might not believe him.

Hudson could only silently apologize to the Viscount O’Toole’s family in his heart for their tragedy.

They were neither relatives nor friends; he didn’t have the time to play the saint.

After all, identifying the problem was easy, but solving it was hard.

The amount of evil energy wasn’t large, but its quality was extremely high, or else a group of experts wouldn’t have failed to detect it.

For the purification of this substance, Hudson believed that one would need to either find a Saint of Light Magic to act or seek out a Saint-level Priest.

Regrettably, Saints of Law had vanished from the continent a long time ago.

The only Saint-level Priest Hudson knew of was Pope Dawn.

Telling Viscount O’Toole would be pointless.

The Pope’s influence was even greater than the King’s, and even if they spent all their wealth, they couldn’t enlist the aid of Shelter VII.

Moreover, with the Alpha Kingdom and the Clergy being hostile toward each other, there was even less possibility.

Rather than racking his brains to find a solution, it would be better to just move away and rely on time to gradually dilute the evil energy in their bodies.

After a few generations, everything could return to normal.

Compared to the unexpected profits from the Magic Crystal Mine, the Magical Beast Captives now sleeping on the cart were Hudson’s initial target.

There were a total of one hundred and seventy-eight Magical Beasts, eight of which were Middle-Level Magic Beasts, with the rest being Low-Level Magic Beasts.

Perhaps due to price considerations, the captured Magical Beasts comprised two-thirds females.

Besides a few Magical Beasts captured by the soldiers, most were caught by Maxim, ready to be taken back to establish his harem.

Now, Hudson’s worry was that Maxim had recently been in heat and wouldn’t go into heat again for a long time.

Convincing a Giant Dragon that was not in heat to become a Breeding Dragon was not an easy task.

Hudson had searched the history books and found no successful cases.

The thought of “drugging” it had barely surfaced before Hudson extinguished it.

Engaging in such tasteless acts could earn Maxim’s resentment for a lifetime.

Even if drugs were to be used, it had to be with his full consent.

Fortunately, there was no rush for this matter.

In any case, one would have to wait until the Magical Beast Base was completely evacuated.

The foreign powers had already left, but the major domestic forces were still content to keep the pregnant creatures in the Mountain Domain to nurture their offspring.

With worries on his mind, his enthusiasm for sightseeing dwindled.

Officially, Hudson was out for leisure, but in reality, it was Belsden who was amusing himself alone.

One moment chasing rabbits, the next raiding bird nests, and then again tormenting insects.

Truly a mischievous imp, he disturbed the peace of the wildlife.

In contrast, Maxim was much more mature and composed.

Lying on the ground and closing his eyes, he drifted off to sleep under the sun.

Hudson wondered if it was unusual, but lately, he felt Maxim had become increasingly sleepy.

Whenever there was a chance, he would take a nap.

Fortunately, each sleep wasn’t long.

If he slept for decades, Hudson’s life as a Dragon Knight would be tragic.

As Hudson knew, among the Continent’s Four Great Dragon Knights, there was one unlucky Giant Dragon that had been sleeping for over a dozen years now.

Giant Dragons were not known for their patience, and disturbing their sleep could lead to a beating, even if one was a Dragon Knight.

Unless it was a matter of life and death, no one would typically force a sleeping Giant Dragon to awaken.

Between the lines, Hudson realized that the Giant Dragon’s slumber seemed to be related to its strength growth.

It appeared to be sleeping, but in fact, it was digesting the power that was growing inside its body.

Following him for these years, Maxim’s strength had grown much faster.

In just a few short years, he had covered the distance that would normally take hundreds of years under normal circumstances.

The rapid increase in strength obviously required time to digest.

Not having to sleep for decades was already giving him face.

Of course, it was also possible that Maxim was worried that the days of rapidly increasing strength were limited, and he forcibly controlled the urge to hibernate.

After all, compared to the lifespan of a Giant Dragon, that of a human was far too short.

If he were to wake up to find Hudson no longer around, it would become difficult to increase his strength rapidly again.

The Dragon, too, would weigh the pleasures of a moment against those of a lifetime.

Lighting a bonfire, Hudson skewered a well-prepared wild rabbit, getting ready for lunch.

As for his own Dragon and Bear, in such circumstances, of course they had to fend for themselves—he certainly didn’t have the time to act as the chef for two Big Stomach Kings.

“Count, an urgent message from the capital—last night, the Human Alliance Council made a decision—to declare war on the Alien Coalition.

The war across the Continent has now fully erupted!”

Upon hearing the soldier’s words, Hudson’s face changed drastically, and even the wild rabbit fell into the bonfire.

He had heard about the tense international situation, but conflicts were already commonplace on the Continent of Aslante, with tense days far outnumbering those of peace.

Traditionally, it usually started with localized conflicts, which then sparked regional wars; from there, the flames of war would escalate step by step, eventually evolving into a continental war.

Based on Hudson’s analysis, a full-scale continental war would break out in five years.

He had not anticipated that, barely after beginning its preliminaries, it had already surged to its climax.

Unfortunately, the Koslow Family had risen too recently and had not yet won the approval of the Continental nobles, causing their application for a seat on the Human Alliance Council to be rejected.

If he wanted to understand what was happening behind the scenes, he would have to wait for news from the Kingdom.

With the information passing through additional hands, one could not just talk about the accuracy issues, the efficiency had already been greatly delayed.

Declaring war on the Alien Coalition was a life-and-death matter, and normally, the moment a decision was made, it should have been transmitted back immediately using a Communication Magic Array.

If nothing unexpected happened, the old nobility would have received the news last night, making Hudson a full half day behind them.

This little bit of time might not seem like much, but at a critical moment, half a day could determine the life or death of a faction’s power.

Determined, Hudson decided that once he got back, he would construct a Communication Magic Array.

He could not continue to let others relay messages for him.

Should an important event arise, if the Dalton Family purposely delayed, he would receive messages even later.

As for obtaining a position as a councilor of the Human Alliance, that would require a long-term effort.

It was not enough to just gain the support of the nobles within the Kingdom; he also must secure the support of nobles from all over the Continent.

“Send orders to have Tom strengthen the guard, and ensure the safety of the troops at all costs.

If they run into trouble on the road, they can seek help from the nobles along the way.”

Having said that, Hudson extinguished the bonfire with a water ball spell, not lingering a moment longer.

He immediately called for Maxim, and leaping onto the Dragon, they soared into the sky, racing toward his domain.

The outbreak of the continental war would affect all aspects.

Not only would the Alpha Kingdom have to make strategic adjustments, but a series of policies in the Mountain Domain also needed to change.

In comparison, escorting Magical Beast captives back was only a minor problem.

With two battalions as an escort in the Southeastern Province, an accident was nearly impossible.

Even if they encountered trouble, there were nobles along the way who could offer assistance.

Hudson’s reputation was still useful among the lower and middle ranks of nobility.

As long as it did not harm their own interests, they would not mind doing him a favor.

Even if there was no communication now, no one could guarantee that they would not deal with each other in the future.

Not to mention anything else, but once a war broke out, the position of the Kingdom’s Commander in Chief would most likely go to Hudson.

At that time, the difference in treatment between those with a relationship and those without one would be completely stark.

With just a bit more consideration, the chances of survival on the battlefield and the opportunity to earn distinction would greatly increase.