King

In the early morning, the soft sunlight shines into the ancient castle, through the windows, and falls on the bed.

Rubbing his tired eyes, Hudson stretched greatly.

Yes, he decided to go for a walk. After two days in the hospital bed, Hudson's whole body was almost moldy.

Without mobile phones, computers, or any entertainment activities, living in bed is simply hellish torture.

If he wasn't worried about getting involved and being treated as a devil and being put on the grill, he wouldn't bother to pretend to be sick.

In the past two days, important people in the castle have come to visit him. With his super memory, Hudson can guarantee that he will not admit the wrong person.

This is enough. In this hierarchical aristocratic world, all you need to do is handle the relationship with the upper class.

A large glass of animal milk, a piece of bread, a tomato-like fruit, some sauce, butter, and a piece of barbecue were Hudson's breakfast.

There is no doubt that this kind of luxurious treatment is obviously not something that an ordinary son of a baron can enjoy every day.

It is estimated that Pastor Quinn's words may have had an effect. Nature has to make up for the excessive energy consumption.

As soon as she stepped out of the door and walked a few steps, she bumped into the baroness who was walking towards her. It was obvious that someone had tipped her off.

There is no need to delve into this matter. As the mistress of the castle, it is too easy to bribe a few confidants.

"Hudson, it's great that you're okay! May the great Lord of the Dawn bless you. You know, I've been so worried in the past few days..."

Hudson half believed the Baroness. She had indeed been very worried in the past few days, but she was not worried about the body of the original owner, but about her biological son hanging on the pillar.

Although he has been in bed for the past two days, Hudson is not ignorant of what happened in the castle.

I learned from the maid that on the day of the incident, the angry Baron Redman caught Letul and beat him severely. Even the baroness who went to persuade him was whipped.

Perhaps out of frustration, or perhaps in order to give an explanation to all parties, he ordered people to tie Laisul to a pillar.

If he hadn't occupied the magpie's nest and replaced Hudson, I guess Raisuer would have followed suit this time.

"Stealing the original liquid of life". At the very least, it was just a prank; at the most serious level, it was an attempt to murder his brother.

The awakening of life seeds is full of dangers. In ancient times, there was always only one out of ten. It was not until Kaimboy, the greatest alchemist in the Aslant continent, invented the life liquid that the situation changed.

Not only has the success rate been increased to half, but even if the awakening fails, a life can still be saved, unlike in ancient times where it was either success or death.

It was the birth of the original liquid of life that greatly improved the success rate of awakening the life seeds, and knights blessed by the gods gradually became the mainstream in the mainland.

Of course, whether it is really "blessed by the gods" remains to be further verified. Anyway, this is what is recorded in the history books.

However, the knight who awakened the life seed did gain benefits. Not only does it improve physical fitness, but it also greatly increases the affinity with beasts.

Almost all knights have their own mounts. When fighting alone, perhaps this advantage is not too obvious. When an organization appears on the battlefield, it will be a crushing scene.

The children of the nobles are all precocious, and Raisul is almost fifteen years old. It is impossible that he does not know the dangers of awakening without the aid of life liquid. A prank will definitely not be able to explain it.

"Dear Mrs. Tassie, people must be responsible for their own actions. If you do something wrong, you must pay the price. This is the rule that a noble should abide by."

Hudson mocked unceremoniously.

Frankly speaking, he didn't want to be tough with the Baroness at this time. But there was no way, the relationship between the original owner and the Baroness had always been very bad.

Now that something like this has happened, if you still maintain a pleasant appearance, it will be difficult not to attract attention.

"Hudson, don't say that. Raisul is your brother, he is just a child..."

Before the Baroness could finish her words, Hudson interrupted pretending to be angry: "Yes, he is still a child.

However, this does not affect compliance with the rules of the game, unless Madam feels that Raisul is not a noble! "

Ridicule, naked ridicule. Her background has always been the Baroness's biggest problem, preventing her from integrating into the aristocratic circle.

Normally, if anyone dared to bring this up, she would have to fall out on the spot. But she couldn't do it now. Her precious son was still hanging on the pillar, making it impossible for her to be strong.

Looking at the baroness who was too angry to speak, Hudson sighed secretly. The hint was so obvious that no one could hear the implication, so the play was in vain.

Sure enough, this kind of high-end gameplay is not suitable for everyone.

But it's right to think about it. If the Baroness was really that powerful, this kind of thing wouldn't happen, and most of the brothers wouldn't be able to grow up smoothly.

Perhaps this is also the reason why she can become a baroness. She is obviously too smart to be a stepmother.

After a pause, Hudson said helplessly: "Okay, madam. For your sake, I can let Raisul go for once, but this requires compensation."

The sudden turn made the Baroness unable to keep up with the rhythm for a moment. Perhaps it was her innate talent, but when she heard the word "compensation", her expression was obviously shocked.

"what do you want?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, the Baroness realized the gaffe. You are now at a disadvantage, so rushing to deliver it to your door is obviously not in line with the principles of doing business.

Hudson frowned and talked about the price directly. It was too tacky and completely inconsistent with his aristocratic demeanor. Just thinking about his shriveled pocket made him lose his confidence.

"500 gold coins!"

It's not that he doesn't want other things, the main reason is that the real owner of the castle is still his father. Apart from some money in the hands of the baroness, she can't make the decision at all.

"Why don't you go and grab it?"

Blutting out almost instinctively, it was obvious that the figure that Hudson thought was reasonable far exceeded the Baroness's expectations.

"Madam, please respect yourself!"

"According to the common practice in continental wars, the ransom of a noble knight is 500 gold coins. My asking price is completely in line with the rules. Madam, please abide by the rules."

Hudson said expressionlessly.

Everything becomes serious once rules are involved. Although it is a bit nonsense to match one's worth with the ransom of a prisoner of war, it is not entirely unreasonable.

Although the Baroness knew that Lesueur would not die, the matter was not over as long as Hudson did not let go.

If we don't settle the matter now before the news spreads, and wait for other members of the Koslow family to intervene, things will not be so simple.

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