351: Chapter 25, On the Frontline (Asking for Votes)_2 351: Chapter 25, On the Frontline (Asking for Votes)_2 It’s the honest truth, he genuinely had no interest in noble daughters who could only be looked at but not touched.
Unlike Isabel and those kinds of singers, even if they were invited into the room, it would only be for a sensual affair.
If he gets involved with a lady of equal or higher status, his fiancée would never allow it.
It could easily result in failed marital alliances, and instead cause enmity.
After all, for nobles, singers are just actually toys.
Her father-in-law has taken care of many, Melissa’s ability to endure has probably been exercised by her father’s actions.
However doted upon they are, singers are always singers, they can never threaten the position of the lady of the house.
But if it’s a noble lady, it’s different.
This extramarital affair, if pursued, could easily result in the mistress overthrowing the wife.
Although divorce is not popular in Aslante, they still have widows!
Anyone would find it intolerable to face such a threat to their position.
Especially before a grand wedding, there is no room for tolerance.
“What a pity!
If this news spreads, I’m afraid many noble ladies will grieve in secret.
Look over there, there are still a few noble ladies staring at you!”
Chancellor Hercheg teased.
Hudson’s looks were just average, not the type to be adored by thousands, but he had quickly risen to fame, with his strongman’s charm radiating from him.
Admiring strength is the inherent instinct of women.
The identity of Crown Prince Caesar is too high, most can’t attain it, Hudson, this rising star, is also the favorite of many noble ladies.
“Really?
That’s regrettable.
But my little charm can’t compare with Your Excellency’s.
Those socialite women over there, their eyes are all looking eagerly in your direction!”
Seeing Chancellor Hercheg intentionally approaching him, Hudson abandoned the caution of their different statuses, and began to joke directly.
After all, he was a guest at the moment, even if he was a little rude, it wouldn’t be a big issue.
“Viscount Hudson, you’re quite a smooth talker.
But I’m very confident in my own charm.
Even though I’ve aged, there are still quite a number of socialites aiming for my body.
Unfortunately, time spares no one, and my body can’t compare to you young folk.”
After hearing Chancellor Hercheg’s narcissistic words, Hudson rolled his eyes in secret.
With his bulging belly, he dared to talk about charm.
If it wasn’t for his position as the Prime Minister, no one would even pay attention to him, let alone proactively throw themselves around him.
If you study these socialites’ identities, you’ll find that most of them come from declining noble families or are widows who have no one to control them, or needed to make sacrifices for some clan benefits.
Morality, has always been a luxury.
For decadent nobility, it simply does not even exist.
Having no idea of Chancellor Hercheg’s intention, Hudson simply dealt with him concerning trivial matters.
Regarding specific affairs, that was left to Caesar.
He showed his position through his actions: Any problem should be discussed with Caesar, he himself wouldn’t join in the argument.
Tossing the problem back to his boss was admittedly a bit unethical, but who let Caesar be so busy flirting with a woman at this time?
Deep down, Hudson had already felt something was off.
The Moxi Duchy was playing the beauty trick, in case young prince Caesar fell for it, things would get troublesome.
The only thing worth celebrating was that he had prepared in advance, placing the label of “elite” on the Layton County Legion.
Elite Teachers, in any kingdom, are considered a luxury.
Unless it’s absolutely necessary, most wouldn’t abandon an elite force.
He feared running into the main forces of the orcs.
Pretending to be elite when facing real elites, that scene was unimaginable.
Of course, if they met the Bimon Army Corps in the wild and suffered a defeat, it wouldn’t matter that much.
Under equal forces, there isn’t an army in the Human Race that can match the Bimon Army Corps in combat power.
If they met such a strong opponent and were defeated, no one would question the combat power of the Layton County Legion.
A reputation for being good at warfare wouldn’t collapse, but a reputation for being “lucky” would be much harder to maintain.
Unless they met the Bimon Army Corps and were able to evacuate most of their troops safely.
Then they could brazenly declare to the outside world: Withdrawn safely under the Bimon Army Corps.
…
What you fear, you often encounter.
On the fifth day after the banquet ended, Hudson received the order to go to war.
“Your Highness, our troops have not yet all arrived.
Only with the forces of the Layton County Legion, hastily entering the front line, I fear we won’t be able to create even a ripple.”
Hudson argued forcefully.
He had already made up his mind, if he did not get a satisfactory response, as for the matter of going to war, anyone who liked it could go.
Even if it’s the crown prince, he cannot force a noble to lead his troops to death.
If things get out of hand, not only would Hudson have a hard time, but Crown Prince Caesar’s reputation would also be affected.
No one likes a person who’s inconsiderate, not even a crown prince.
Before making a decision, the crown prince also needs to prioritize the interests of the kingdom.
“Viscount Hudson, don’t be angry.
If it wasn’t for necessity, I would not have agreed to the proposal of the Moxi Duchy.
The situation at the front line is urgent.
The Teluns Defense Line, painstakingly built by the Moxi Duchy, is now shaky.
The morale of the soldiers and officers at the front line has been greatly affected, and they urgently need some good news to stimulate them.