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Chapter 873 - 873 84 Unexpected Rule Comprehension_3

873: Chapter 84: Unexpected Rule Comprehension_3 873: Chapter 84: Unexpected Rule Comprehension_3 “If a few stimulations aren’t enough, then let there be dozens, hundreds, so that examples continually appear around everyone.”

“After all, it’s the kingdom that pays the bill, not our own lands being carved up.

A bunch of minor nobles more or less makes no difference; it’s all about quick success.”

“The mere thought of a significant figure could often mean a change of fate for ordinary people.”

In an instant, Hudson seemed to realize something profound, completely immersing himself in it, though this state of mind vanished in a flash.

However, from the envious looks of the dragon and the bear next to him, he knew it must be something extraordinary.

Unfortunately, his current level of skill was too shallow to grasp such elevated concepts.

“Hudson, what just happened, and why did Belsden suddenly release the guardian enchantment, blocking even me outside?”

Melissa asked with concern.

“I have had a slight comprehension in my cultivation; rest assured, it’s a good thing,”

while speaking, Hudson also gave Belsden an approving look.

An insightful magical beast is indeed different; had someone disturbed him and he missed this opportunity, Hudson would have regretted it immensely.

Even though the comprehension seemed to last less than a quarter of an hour, intuition told him that even this moment had saved him a great deal of cultivation time.

“By the Dragon God, this is illogical!

A sixth-level Grand Magician beginning to comprehend the laws, human talent is so defying that it doesn’t even let dragons live peacefully?”

Maxim exclaimed, visibly frustrated.

From his expression, it was clear he was very upset.

Beginning to comprehend the laws, even if it was just a bare minimum, meant that Hudson was likely to break through to the Sanctuary.

The career of a working dragon would be extended.

He had thought that after a hundred and eighty years, once his contractual obligations were fulfilled, he could live the life of a free dragon again.

Now, it seemed he had thought too simply.

Not bothering with Maxim’s thoughts, Hudson’s mind was currently occupied with only one concept: “law”.

Unlike the Giant Dragon Clan and other naturally gifted species that inherently possess divine powers including laws from birth, allowing them to break through to the Sanctuary with ease upon reaching adulthood,

humans must comprehend the laws themselves to break through the Sanctuary.

How much to comprehend, exactly, nobody could clearly say.

Knowingly discussing “laws” was a result of Hudson’s extensive knowledge.

Every growth path of those at the Sanctuary level was different, and the laws they comprehended varied as well.

If one were forced to summarize the experience, it would be attributed to innate talent.

All the materials in Hudson’s hands, about the specific descriptions of the laws, were incredibly vague.

At first, he thought some were deliberately hiding it, but now it seemed that those at the Sanctuary level were in a similar state as him, without a clear understanding of what exactly they had comprehended.

Were he to truly make sense of it, he might have reached an even higher realm.

“Belsden, Maxim, what do you understand about the laws?”

With humans’ limited lifespan, breaking through the Sanctuary was already challenging, and the likelihood of reaching higher levels was even lower.

In comparison, these long-lived species had the advantage, having centuries to slowly research.

“Let me explain, there are many kinds of laws, primarily including: earth, fire, wind, water, light, darkness, and thunder, which are the easiest to comprehend.

Fate, destruction, death, life, time, space—these six major laws are relatively less comprehended.

There are also some special ones like: Dragon’s Law, Bloodline Law…these are inherent from birth, mostly irrelevant to you humans.

No matter what cultivation system, breaking through the Sanctuary is inseparable from the comprehension of laws.

You better study the specific subdivision of laws after you reach the Sanctuary!

The comprehension just now was purely accidental; don’t mistake coincidence for ability.

Knowing too much at this point does no good.

Not having reached the required realm, it’s too easy to indulge in wild thoughts, mistaking them for comprehension of laws, and carelessly deviate from the correct path.”

Belsden spoke with the tone of someone experienced, which left Hudson speechless.

Clearly relying on inherited talents for growth, yet he still acted as if he had extensive experience.

However, Belsden had a reason for his pride, for when a Sanctuary Divine Beast reached adulthood, it could indeed possess Sanctuary-level strength, the timing of which was uncertain.

Some Sanctuary Divine Beasts achieved this status at adulthood; others needed some time after reaching adulthood to digest their realm.

Before this digestion was complete, they could only be considered pseudo-Sanctuary.

The same problem existed within the Giant Dragon Clan.

After all, even in species known for their talents, there would inevitably be some failures.

Those dragons, who spent hundreds or even thousands of years to digest their realm after adulthood, were likewise not few in number within the Dragon Race.

However, relying on their innate talent, the pseudo-Sanctuary-level dragons still had stronger combat power than the typical human Sanctuary figures.

Of course, this was without any external aids.

Humans’ bodies were far inferior to those of magical beasts, but humans liked to use tools.

For example, the Holy Sword of Light in Hudson’s hand was a fine augmented weapon.

If a Sanctuary Knight was wielding a Divine Artifact, slaying a dragon was not out of the question.

“Hudson, don’t listen to Belsden’s nonsense.

What you just comprehended seems like the rule of fate, almost all of the Earth Bear Tribe comprehend earth laws; there has never been a strongman in fate law born among them.

As for the messages of fate law, there are hardly any records in his inherited memories!”

Maxim said disdainfully.

In terms of the number of strongmen born, no species on the Continent of Aslante could compare with the Dragon Race.

Although the Earth Bear Tribe was decent, they were truly specialists.

There were many strongmen of the earth element, but their research in other laws depended on how many anomalous bears were born.

“No matter how few the records, it’s better than you, a dragon without inherited memories!

You rely entirely on the Dragon Mother to cram knowledge into you; I don’t believe she was so diligent as to pass on all inherited memories to you?”

Belsden, whose attempt to seem superior had failed, immediately retorted.

In this matter, he had considerable experience.

Belsden knew all too well how irresponsible his bear mother was; he refused to believe the Dragon Mother would be any more industrious.

Perhaps it was because it hit a sore spot, Maxim, his face flushed with anger, glared at the young bear.

Had he not lost too many times before and lacked confidence, he might have challenged him there and then.

“Alright, you both are distinguished dragons and bears, mind your image.”

Seeing that the situation was nearly getting out of control, Hudson, enjoying the spectacle, provided an opportunity for both sides to back down gracefully.

Similar arguments occurred regularly.

Initially, he tried hard to resolve the conflicts, but later he found it totally futile.

The more he attempted to mediate, the more lively the disputes became; eventually, he simply ignored them.

After all, the quarreling was only for a short while.

If things really got out of control, Hudson would step in to offer both parties a way out.

If they really couldn’t resolve it amicably, then as per the Continent’s common rule, the one with the bigger fist was right.

Fighting wasn’t without benefits, the combat experience for both dragons and bears kept on increasing.

…

After staying at home for three days, Hudson once again went to the Capital.

Major Nobles from various regions had mostly arrived, which increased the daily social activities.

Unlike the superficial banquets of court nobility, over which Hudson could completely dismiss, the current visitors were the true power holders from across the Kingdom.

Regional noble lords, not wanting to be cannon fodder, sought a good relationship with him, the Commander in Chief; Hudson needed everyone’s close cooperation on the battlefield, so he had to handle relations well too.

Including the Five Great Dukes of the North, who didn’t get along with him, now behaved like long-lost friends.

As for the previous conflicts, they seemed to have vanished with the wind.

What they truly thought inside, no one knew.

Outwardly, everyone already embedded the theme of “unity” into every word and action.

As the Commander in Chief, Hudson spoke to people according to their understanding and to ghosts in their language.

If it hadn’t actually happened, he wouldn’t have known he could be so proficient in social interactions.