MTL - The King-Chapter 14 temporary alliance

  Chapter 14 Temporary Alliance

   With a sense of presence all the way, Hudson can be regarded as a duck to water. The nobles present were not ordinary people, and all of them spoke nicely.

  Dogs look down on people, provoke, despise and hate. There is no shadow.

   As the youngest player, Hudson is still very popular among the crowd. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, I guess I would have sold my daughter to him.

  The only regret is that all the big men attended the banquet, and none of the expected ladies and noble ladies appeared.

   There is no way to do this. Who will bring their family members when they go out? The outsiders did not bring their family members, and the nearby nobles naturally did not bring their female companions.

  Everyone came here to exchange feelings and hug each other to keep warm. In the face of the pressure of survival, all the romance and love have to lean back.

   Eating dark dishes, Hudson despised Chelsea's invention more and more. The magic dining table can be pretentious, but the taste is really hard to describe.

  But this is normal, just like the unmanned cooking machine in the previous life. All the ingredients and side dishes are put in according to the most scientific ratio, and the final food is just barely swallowable, without soul at all.

   Seeing Cheers drinking alone, Hudson picked up the glass and walked over with an idea, and said with a smile: "Uncle Cheers, are you going to change your career to become a bard?"

   Cheers, who was already unhappy, became more and more gloomy when he heard this, and his eyes were no longer kind when he looked at Hudson.

   "Bard" seems to have a bright future, but it is actually not a good job. In the eyes of the nobles, they are a group of guys who are full and have nothing to do.

   It’s okay to listen to stories, but any child from the family who became a bard has been ridiculed for decades.

   The joke went too far, Hudson didn't panic at all, and continued to calmly say: "Uncle Chells, there is a chance to make a fortune, I wonder if you are interested?"

   Seeing that he wasn't joking, Cheers' anger that had risen was instantly extinguished.

  A few days ago, I did a magic experiment and accidentally overdid it, which caused the territory's finances to be on the verge of bankruptcy. If he doesn't find a solution as soon as possible, thousands of people will starve together with him.

   In order to raise money, his beard is almost graying. However, the house was leaking and it was raining all night, and Earl Pierce's call-up order made Cheers nowhere to borrow money.

  Wars are a waste of money. For this kind of compulsory recruitment, they all bring their own dry food to participate in the war, and all expenses are borne by the noble lords themselves.

  You can tell from the intensity of mobilization that everyone will have to tighten their belts to live. Even if you still have spare energy, you should keep it in case of a rainy day.

   Wanted to borrow money, but couldn't open his mouth. The pressure on Chelsea can be imagined.

  If the territory really goes bankrupt, he, the lord, will be over. Aristocrats not only enjoy rights, but also have obligations.

  No matter how successful the education of enslavement is, it must fill the stomachs of the local people, and at least guarantee the minimum survival line. Otherwise, people will rebel if they are hungry.

  Cheers also has a wife and children, so he would never dare to lose his family business. As a last resort, there is today's banquet.

  From the current point of view, this wave is already a blood loss. They didn't sell anything, but they lost the money for holding the banquet.

  Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are. For Chelsea, who is on the verge of bankruptcy, holding a banquet is not a small expense.

  Hearing that there was a chance to get rich, Cheers didn't hesitate, and immediately asked: "Hudson, my cutest nephew, what is the chance to get rich you are talking about?"

   After taking a sip of wine, Hudson replied calmly: "Of course it's war money!

  The scale of this rebellion is not small, and the accumulation of many nobles and wealthy businessmen has fallen into the hands of the rebels. Now these guys are very rich.

  As long as they are wiped out, we will surely gain a lot. If you are lucky and catch a few big fish, it will be **** money. "

   After getting the answer, Chelsea's interest suddenly dropped, and he said angrily: "Hudson, you are still too young.

  War money, everyone knows. But do you think there are a few people who made a fortune through war?

   No matter how much loot there is, it belongs to the big shots above. We can only pick up some leftovers, and we can't even make up for the cost of dispatching troops, so how can we talk about getting rich! "

   This is a fact. Since ancient times, few have made a fortune through war. It's not that there is no wealth in the war, the main reason is that the wealth has been divided up by the powerful.

  If the little nobles can drink the soup, it means that the bosses above have a conscience. When they meet the master who eats alone, they can't even drink the bath water.

   "Uncle Chelsea, don't worry!"

   "In the end, the world still has to use its strength to speak. We naturally have no right to speak on the battlefield alone, but if we unite, it will be different.

  There are more than 30 noble families present today, and if everyone gathers their soldiers and horses, there are thousands of people.

  If Uncle Cheers can take the lead and unite everyone, there will be a place for us on the battlefield.

  If you are lucky, you may be able to fight for a single area. At that time, how to divide the loot, isn't it up to us? "

   Hudson tried his best to bewitch.

  Originally, he was not prepared to do anything, but the opportunity came to him, and he would be a fool if he didn't know how to take advantage of it.

   Regardless of the low title and poor status of Knight Cheers, he is too powerful to hold him back, and his influence among the nobles is not low.

  If they are willing to take the lead in forming an alliance, few of the nobles present can refuse. After all, no one wants to be cannon fodder on the battlefield.

  With the alliance, at least they can send representatives to participate in the military meeting, so as not to lose sight of it.

   As for the existence of the alliance, will it cause displeasure to the big men above? What does that have to do with Hudson?

  When the sky fell, the tall man was the first to bear it. He won't be the boss, as a small person, who has nothing to do to pay attention to him when he is full?

   "Is everyone really willing to join?"

   Chelsea asked uncertainly.

  It’s okay to let him fight, and it’s okay to do research, but it’s really embarrassing for him to play politics.

  After so many years of mixing, not only failed to carry forward the family business, but on the contrary made it on the verge of bankruptcy, which is enough to explain many problems.

   "Why do you reject something that is beneficial?"

   Hudson smiled and threw the question back. The communication just now was not in vain, and he also imitated the little thoughts of the nobles.

  If he hadn't been sure, Hudson would not have run over to tease Knight Cheers. After all, offending a great knight is also very troublesome.

   After hesitating for a moment, Cheers suddenly let out a sigh of relief, as if he had made a major decision.

   "Okay, I've done this!"

  (end of this chapter)