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Chapter 822 - 822 67 Born From Anxiety and Woe

822: Chapter 67, Born From Anxiety and Woe 822: Chapter 67, Born From Anxiety and Woe Territorial affairs had not yet been settled when Hudson received an invitation from Governor Piers, followed swiftly by one from the King.

The continental war had erupted, and the Mountain Domain needed to adopt countermeasures, a necessity that neither the province nor the Kingdom could ignore.

Especially the Kingdom, which as the foremost power on the Northern Continent, held not only glory but also responsibility.

Should the Different Races launch a large-scale invasion, the Kingdom would inevitably send troops to the aid of other nations.

Of course, the extent of such a rescue would hinge on integrity.

…

“Hudson, are we going to war again?” Melissa asked with concern.

For some reason, ever since giving birth to her eldest son, her political acumen had dulled.

Dusting off her son Little Franz’s clothes, Hudson nodded slightly.

“The continental war has already broken out, and there will soon be no unscathed land on the entire Continent of Aslante, no one can remain unaffected.

However, Our Human Race holds a significant advantage this time; the likelihood of our victory is as high as ninety percent, so there’s no need for excessive worry.

It’s possible that after this war, the Different Races will no longer be a threat.

To solidify Our Human Race’s dominant status by means of a war, any price we pay will be—worth it!”

Though the principle was sound, the picture changed when one had to bear that cost themselves.

Fighting for the survival of their Species, everyone stood justified from their respective points of view.

“Then be careful, and don’t try to show off on the battlefield.

Franz is waiting for you to come back!”

As she spoke, tears had already begun to form in the corners of Melissa’s eyes.

The more one knew, the more one learned to revere.

To ordinary people, a Dragon Knight like Hudson was unstoppable on the battlefield, where he only killed others and no one could lay a finger on him.

But Melissa, well-versed in history, knew all too well how bloody the struggle between Species could be during a continental war, and that Dragon Knights had fallen in no small number.

In times of chaos, heroes arise, yet the majority serve merely as stepping stones to heroism.

“When a general achieves success, countless lose their lives,” and most fall before ever reaching heroism.

Hudson wiped away Melissa’s tears with his hand, saying with a chuckle, “Don’t worry.

The flames of war won’t reach the Kingdom any time soon.

Even if we join the battle now, it would only be a token deployment.

Unless the situation at the front worsens significantly, I won’t need to enter the fray.”

Nothing was amiss; as a standard-bearer for the Alpha Kingdom Army, Hudson wouldn’t be sent to the front lines unless absolutely necessary.

After all, if others led their troops to reinforce and lost, it would be just a loss.

The impact on the Kingdom wouldn’t be great.

If Hudson were defeated, however, even a minor loss would cause an uproar, affecting the Kingdom’s military morale.

…

Jade Palace.

Watching the senior officials from around the Kingdom, Caesar IV said wearily:

“The continental war has fully erupted.

We don’t need to worry about the situation in the South Continent and Central Continent.

They initiated the war and should be fully prepared.

The trouble lies in the Northern Continent!

The power of the Different Races is strongest here, with the Elves, Orcs, and Ancient tribes, none of which are easy to provoke.

Regrettably, the strength of our Human Race is weakest in this region.

In every continental war, the Kingdom has borne the primary task of resisting the Different Races.

The current situation is somewhat better; we’re separated from the Orc Empire by the Prairie Seven Kingdoms, which provides a strategic barrier.

But we all know the real score.

The meager forces of the Prairie Seven Kingdoms are incapable of holding back the Orc Army.

The other two fronts aren’t looking promising either.

The Elves and Ancient Races have likewise sparked conflict.

So far, the Department of Foreign Affairs has received urgent pleas for aid from eleven nations.”

As he spoke, the Attendant had already distributed the aid requests among those present.

After a moment to digest the information, the Major Nobles’ expressions fell.

In theory, the Alpha Kingdom is obligated to send troops to rescue allies.

Yet with so many aid requests arriving nearly simultaneously, it’s impossible to help everyone!

“Your Majesty, from a military standpoint, the Kingdom does not have the capacity to rescue all nations simultaneously.

I suggest we forward these aid requests to the Human Alliance Council and seek assistance from countries across the Continent.

Of course, as a responsible country, we cannot simply do nothing.

The Warhammer Kingdom is in constant civil strife, and now that their situation is critical, this may be the opportune moment to persuade both sides to cease hostilities.

Whether they reunite or become two separate kingdoms, ending their internal conflict is of great significance for the Northern Continent battleground.”

Hudson unreservedly offered his suggestion.

Beyond the first sentence, his words were a prevarication, devoid of substance.

Without a choice, as all eyes were on him, he was compelled to tell a blatant lie.

Deploying troops with divine strategy was enough to swindle others, but if he began to believe it himself, that would truly be disastrous!

In reality, Hudson was making a high-stakes gamble, using the safety of the Northern Continent as collateral, betting that the Elven tribe would not invade with full force.

As long as this champion of inaction continued to coast, the Alpha Kingdom would weather this impending disaster.

As for negotiating the end of the Warhammer Kingdom’s civil war – that was pure nonsense.

Apart from the initial battles, for the most part, they had been merely “bickering and brawling.”

Everyone was astute enough to know that continuing to fight desperately while the Continental situation was tense would be tantamount to begging for death.