Chapter 2
In the early morning, soft sunlight shines into the ancient castle, through the window, and falls on the bed.
Rubbing his tired eyes, Hudson stretched a lot.
Yes, he decided to go for a walk. After staying in the hospital bed for two days, Hudson was almost moldy.
Without a mobile phone, a computer, or any kind of entertainment, living in bed is a hellish torture.
If it wasn't for worrying about going through the gang and being sent to the barbecue as a devil, he wouldn't bother to pretend to be sick.
In the past two days, important people in the castle have all visited him. With his super memory, Hudson can guarantee that he will not recognize the wrong person.
That's enough. In this world of aristocrats with a strict hierarchy, as long as the relationship with the upper class is properly handled.
A large cup of animal milk, a piece of bread, a fruit similar to a tomato, some sauces, butter, and a piece of roast meat is 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 played a role. If the energy is exhausted, nature must make up for it.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he bumped into the baroness who was walking towards him. It was obvious that someone had tipped her off.
There is no need to delve into this kind of matter. As the hostess of the castle, it is too easy to bribe a few confidantes.
"Hudson, it's great that you're alright! The great Lord of Dawn, you know, I've been so worried these days..."
Hudson believed half of what the baroness said. In the past few days, she was indeed very worried, but she was not worried about the body of the original owner but worried about her own son hanging on the pillar.
Although he has been in a hospital 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, Baron Redman, who was furious, caught Lesur and beat him up. Even the baroness who went to persuade her was whipped.
Maybe it was because he felt puzzled, or maybe it was to give an explanation to all parties, and ordered someone to tie Lesur to the pillar.
If he hadn't occupied the magpie's nest and replaced Hudson, it is estimated that Lesul's wave will follow suit.
"Switching life essence". At a young age, it's just a prank; at an older age, it's murdering my brother.
Awakened life seeds are full of dangers. In the ancient times, there was no one out of ten. It was not until the greatest alchemist in the continent of Aslant, Kemboy, invented the life essence, that the situation changed.
Not only has the success rate increased to half, but even if the awakening fails, one life can still be saved, unlike the ancient times, it is either success or death.
It was the birth of the life essence that greatly increased the success rate of awakening life seeds, and the knights blessed by the gods gradually became the mainstream of the mainland.
Of course, whether it is really "blessed by the gods" needs further research, anyway, it is recorded in history books.
However, the knight who awakened the seed of life did gain benefits. It not only improves the physical fitness, but 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 the system appears on the battlefield, it is a crushing scene.
Noble children are all precocious, and Laisul is almost fifteen years old. It is impossible not to know the danger of awakening without the aid of life essence. A prank will definitely not explain it.
"Dear Mrs. Taci, one must be responsible for one's actions. One must pay the price for doing something wrong. This is the rule that a nobleman should abide by."
Hudson mocked unceremoniously.
Frankly speaking, he didn't want to be tough with the baroness at this time. But there is no way, the relationship between the original owner and the baroness has always been very bad.
Now that this kind of thing has happened, if you still maintain a pleasant face, it will be difficult not to attract attention.
"Hudson, don't say that. Lesser is your younger brother, he is just a child..." Before the baroness finished
speaking, Hudson interrupted pretending to be angry: "Yes, he still A child.
But this does not affect compliance with the rules of the game, unless Madam thinks that Raisul is not a nobleman!"
Ridicule, naked ridicule. The birth has always been the baroness's biggest pain, preventing her from integrating into the aristocratic circle.
Normally, whoever dares to talk about it, she has to turn her face on the spot. It's just not right now, the baby son is still hanging on the pillar, so she can't get strong.
Looking at the baroness who was too angry to speak, Hudson secretly sighed. The implication was so obvious that even the implication was not heard. This play was a waste of time.
Sure enough, this high-end gameplay is not suitable for everyone.
But thinking about it is also true, if the baroness is really that powerful, this kind of thing will not happen, and most of the brothers will not be able to grow up smoothly.
Perhaps this is also the reason why she was able to become a baroness. She is too smart to be a stepmother.
After a pause, Hudson said helplessly: "Okay, ma'am. For your sake, I can let Lesur go, but it needs compensation." The
sudden turning point made the baroness unable to keep up for a while . Rhythm. Perhaps because of her innate talent, when she heard the word "compensation", her expression was visibly shocked.
"What do you want?"
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, the baroness realized that she had made a slip of the tongue. I am at a disadvantage right now, so rushing to deliver it to my door is obviously not in line with the principles of doing business.
Hudson frowned, talking directly about the price was too vulgar and completely out of line with his aristocratic demeanor. Just thinking about his shriveled pocket made him lose his confidence.
"500 gold coins!"
It wasn't that he didn't want anything else, the main thing was that the real owner of the castle was his father, and apart from some money in the hands of the baroness, she couldn't be the master at all.
"Why don't you grab it?"
He blurted out almost instinctively. Obviously, the number 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 for 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 blankly.
Once the rules are involved in anything, it becomes serious. Matching the value of the prisoner of war ransom, although some nonsense, but it is not entirely aimless.
Although the baroness knew that Lysoul would not die, as long as Hudson did not let go, the matter would not be over.
If the matter is not settled before the news spreads, and other members of the Koslow family intervene, the matter will not be so simple.