307: Chapter 9, The Great Deceiver_3 307: Chapter 9, The Great Deceiver_3 Bargaining, such an undignified thing, how could the great Master Hudson do it?
Did they genuinely think he was a lecher, stirring up women in front of serious business?
If he wasn’t trying to establish an image of a “quirky character” as a Necromancer, which he could then use to lead people into traps in the future, he wouldn’t have the spare time to do so.
With a Magic Contract, in theory, it can be guaranteed that the other party can keep their lips sealed.
But theory is just that – theory.
Since Hudson was able to escape the shackles of the contract using the Mysterious Compass, who could guarantee that others couldn’t do the same?
If everything were to be exposed in the future, the extra “Necromancer” title would be his best method to evade suspicion.
What is false will always be false, no matter how it is examined, it can never become true.
Not to mention undead magic, as long as Hudson is willing, he can even deduce the talent of a magic idiot.
When different matters are mixed, if one of them is proven to be a lie, then everything else can also be considered a lie.
To manipulate a power-focused nobleman, one needs the consent of the kingdom.
When it involves the core interests of the Noble Consortium, support won’t be lacking.
No matter who is behind this Mysterious organization, Hudson already had a scapegoat in mind.
In the Southeastern Province, who didn’t know that the first gold Master Hudson earned, came from defeating church cavaliers?
A simple accusation of the Church retaliating, deliberately spreading rumors, and tarnishing Master Hudson’s image, instantly earned him sympathy.
The rules within the noble circle are such, it doesn’t matter what you say, it’s about what you do.
Those who have killed members of the church are considered by default as opposing forces to the church.
Even if it were to be a ruse, it wasn’t worth sacrificing hundreds of cavalry for Hudson, a newbie knight with an unpredictable future back then.
Especially the Kingdom Aristocrats, who believe that the church killed the King’s Special Envoy in order to steal the “Blood Moon Horn”, have brought a full circle to this explanation.
What everyone agrees on must be the truth.
Even if it was originally false, it would become the truth.
Glancing at the list, the old man’s expression altered slightly.
He had been prepared for Hudson’s outrageous demands, the issue was that the things Hudson wanted were too random.
You are a bloody Necromancer, demanding a large amount of Magic Crystal, full set of Magic Spells, Magic Formation, Alchemy knowledge… that makes sense.
But what is this mess about nautical charts, shipbuilding technology, Magic Crystal Cannon casting technology at the end?
Perhaps having been dealing with the undead all the time has polluted his brain and made him stupid.
If he truly dreams of living like a lord someday, Kevin could understand that.
What left him speechless was that Hudson not only demanded his signature on the contract but also insisted on having at least five Earth Knights or Sorcerers sign it to guarantee the authenticity of the information.
It was overly cautious.
The items on the list were indeed valuable, but most of them could be copied, they were not unique techniques of the clergy.
For the clergy, it doesn’t matter if one more or one less faction master these knowledge.
What was needed instead were the really painful ones, the twenty thousand Magic Crystals and five thousand Magic Cores in different specifications.
They had pulled out their most valuable resources.
Was it worth abandoning him, the Earth Knight, just to fabricate false information?
Did they really think strongmen were cabbages that one could easily throw away?
For any organization, the strongman is the most precious asset.
To bargain with a delusional Necromancer?
Kevin didn’t see himself as crazy enough to do such an insane thing.
Based on past experience, Necromancers are no different from ordinary people when they are sane.
But once they go crazy, no one knows what they would do next.
Especially those who study too much and practice their brains into stupidity, they are ticking bombs.
Besides, the value of the “Blood Moon Horn” is worth this price.
At the end of the day, he didn’t have to shoulder these expenses, why risk his life to save some money for the Holy Treasury?
Coming here to negotiate with the Necromancer was not going to be a wasted effort.
Deep in his heart, Kevin had started to secretly calculate how much to add to the list for his own interest.
As for whether the current Hudson is real or impersonated by a Necromancer, it doesn’t matter to Kevin.
In any case, from the moment he saw the list of quotes, Hudson was forced to become a “Necro Magician”.
No, correction, he had to become a “Necromancer Grand Magician”!
The stronger the strength, the greater the say.
It’s only reasonable to ask for more supplies.
——Perfect.
Isn’t it better to make money together when the Dawn Sect has big business?
Why delve into it?
If something else was discovered, how could the trade continue?
The clergy also have principles.
They don’t offer high prices to just anyone.
If they can’t offer high prices, then they, as intermediaries, won’t be able to reap huge profits.
Perhaps some treasures for practicing undead magic should also be added.
Although he can’t use them himself, that doesn’t mean he can’t sell them.
As an intelligence organization under the clergy, “Holy Hand” always accomplishes tasks well due to its adaptability.
The Judgement Knights are a negative example.
They started off rough and ended up with a bloody nose, without locating the Blood Moon Horn.
“Viscount Hudson, may I have a look at the Blood Moon Horn?”
The prerequisite for the deal is that the “Blood Moon Horn” is in the Mountain Domain.
If not, the wealth plan can’t be drawn out.
“Belsden, lend your horn toy to this gentleman for a look.”
Hudson said casually.
But in fact, he was hinting at Belsden to keep a close eye on the man.
If there was any movement, he would kill him directly.
The common horn fell into Kevin’s hands.
It looked very similar to the “Blood Moon Horn”, but its temperament was starkly different.
The eerie resentment was replaced with a strong milky aroma mixed with the scent of honey.
“Viscount Hudson, isn’t this a bit of a joke?”
Kevin asked angrily.
The money-making plan is important, but the prerequisite is to be able to bluff it through.
The imitation in front of him was nothing more than a milk bottle lookalike.
“Mr.
Kevin, don’t be angry.
I just used a little trick to seal the aura of the horn.”
As he spoke, Hudson waved his hand.
The original ordinary Blood Moon Horn suddenly became terrifying, giving people the chills.
“Yes, that’s the feeling!”
Kevin, who was originally worried, instantly smiled.
If the thing is real, everything is negotiable.
Without any hesitation, he immediately said:
“There is no problem with the item, and I am delighted to do business with you!
However, I have a personal question.
You must be lacking a lot of funds to develop your territory, so why don’t you ask for gold coins?”
Hearing this answer, Hudson inwardly rolled his eyes.
If he could ask for money, wouldn’t he bring it up?
The financial situation of the Mountain Domain is no secret to large power.
A sudden influx of large funds would obviously raise eyebrows.
In contrast, Hudson could directly charge the mysterious compass with magic crystals and magic cores without leaving any traces.
The knowledge within those things was even easier to deal with.
The information was directly transcribed in the “Memory Stone”, the stones used for trading were insignificant and would not attract attention.
He can use it after the war.
Hudson can shamelessly announce that these were spoils taken from the Orcs.
As for how the Orcs obtained these things, that can only be investigated in the Orc Empire.
Given the tension between the two races, people are likely to be grilled if they visit.
“Mr.
Kevin, you misunderstand.
For those of us who pursue the truth of magic, the development of a territory is irrelevant.
Life is short.
It’s better to improve one’s strength than waste limited life on these material things.
To break the Sanctuary as soon as possible, that is the right way!”