231: Chapter 135, Closing the Net_3 231: Chapter 135, Closing the Net_3 By sacrificing the strength of unstable elements within the Alliance to gain control over the entire Alliance, this trade-off was obviously beneficial.

According to the principle of whoever benefits is the prime suspect, Katelai had enough reason to suspect that it was the work of West.

However, despite his suspicions, there was nothing he could do at this moment.

He didn’t know what the eventual outcome would be, but he was certain that the northern nobles in the two regions would have to acknowledge Baron West as their leader moving forward.

Resistance was futile.

The opposing forces had been heavily damaged and were no longer capable of challenging West’s authority within the Alliance.

Even to survive, many would have to reluctantly align themselves with the past.

…

In the Mountain Domain, Hudson, an observer of the situation, had shifted his focus away from the debilitated offspring of the northern nobles.

From the moment the roundup plan was launched, the subsequent events were beyond his control.

As it turned out, the intentions of the powers-that-be were indeed different from his expectations.

An incident which should have been a straightforward robbery, due to one accident, directly buried the future of half of the northern nobles in the two districts.

Of course, for ordinary nobles, a social death of this magnitude was not entirely unendurable.

In the rigid class system of the Alpha Kingdom, every step forward is fraught with difficulties.

For the vast majority of fief nobles, it is extremely difficult to make even a single upward leap in their entire life, while sliding downward is incredibly easy.

But for a few ambitious individuals, this is the greatest disaster, one can only imagine how much resentment it would accumulate in their hearts.

Where this resentment will eventually be vented is unknown for the time being, but the elements of unrest have been laid out.

“Tom, go home and personally deliver this letter to Baron Redman,” Hudson instructed.

Everything has two sides.

After dealing leniently with the northern nobles, the kingdom will inevitably have to appease the indigenous nobility.

As one of the representatives of the interests of the native nobles, Hudson would undoubtedly benefit from this wave of political dividends.

Although he failed to trap Baron West and inadvertently helped him consolidate the northern nobles, the governorship was naturally out of Hudson’s reach.

However, the corresponding vice royalty, which the Dalton Clan had been working on for him, was now almost a sure thing.

The progression of nobility, especially the progression of fiefdom nobility, is extraordinary at every step.

Especially this kind of symbolic promotion, which can be considered as a class leap, is of great significance to any clan.

This is no longer a matter for Hudson alone, but has risen to the level of the entire Koslow Clan.

The corresponding preparatory work that needs to be done has also increased significantly.

Hudson did not want to get himself entangled in this pile of messy affairs.

It would be better for him to strive diligently to enhance his own strength.

What Hudson was unwilling to do, others were willing to do.

As a father approaching his fifties, Baron Redman was past his golden period for cultivation, and there was not much to worry about the inherited territory.

At this age, for lower-class nobles who have not yet made it up the ladder, what really matters no longer lies in their career but in their next generation.

Since there’s demand from the father, the son naturally had to cooperate.

Leaving such a high-profile occasion to him would undoubtedly be without fault.

Notify in advance, get ready for the preparatory work, lest a joke be made out of the rush when the time comes.

…

“Master, we’ve had a large attrition of slaves in our territory recently.

Recently some Orc Slaves were on sale, shall we take the opportunity to buy some at a low price to replenish?” Luke, the one in charge of the swamp reclamation project, proposed.

He was originally a merchant but unfortunately went bankrupt in the previous looting by the northern nobles, so he sought refuge here to avoid his creditors.

Seeing his competence, Hudson, who was in desperate need of talent, promptly promoted him to manager of the reclamation project.

In fact, when it comes to exploiting tactics, merchants are indeed more professional.

With one more person in charge, the development progress of the swamp increased by another forty percent, but the corresponding consumption of slaves also increased day by day.

It can be bluntly said that every acre of reclaimed swamp is filled with blood and tears.

If not for the merciful Master Hudson’s intervention, the speed could have been even faster.

While being kind, Luke firmly held onto his position as the person in charge, instantly becoming Master Hudson’s left and right arm.

“Are those northerners already unable to hold on?”

Hudson asked cheerfully.

In fact, everyone has secretly contacted each other about the issue of the Orc slave trade.

However, the disparity between the expectations of both parties is too large.

Hudson, who is only willing to pay a potato’s price, could not satisfy everyone’s appetite.

A group of northern nobles, in order to show their defiance, even committed the atrocity of artificially reducing their population.

Unfortunately, these actions could not scare Master Hudson.

After all, the executed Orc slaves were not his property, and it was not worth worrying about their fate.

“Master, it is said that there was a riot among the Orc slaves in Taige Territory due to poor food conditions.

Although this rebellion was quickly suppressed by the neighboring noble lords, Taige suffered heavy losses.

Enraged and full of shame, Knight Justin executed all the remaining Orc Slaves on a whim.

However, he regretted it soon after the execution…….” Luke said with glee.

The Slave uprising in Taige Territory was not an accidental incident.

As one of the main participants in the robbery incident, Justin’s soldiers naturally could not escape the fate of being hunted down by the Governor’s Mansion.

With no soldiers in hand, the Orc slaves, who were originally precious labor, naturally became the biggest security risk in the territory.

Once the fuse was ignited, the explosion was inevitable.

Seeing the bad luck of Knight Justin, the other northern nobles were naturally worried.

Rather than keeping a ticking time bomb in their hand, they would rather sell it as soon as possible, at least they could get some gold coins to offset their losses.

The only regret was that there were too few buyers, and there was no margin for choice.

After going around in a circle, they could only end up in front of Hudson.

This was part of the original plan, and at this time, Hudson naturally would not be polite with them.

“Tell them, I’ll pay thirty pounds of potatoes for each healthy Ratman Slave, fifty pounds of potatoes for each Minotaur Slave, and Doghead Race….”

Cutting the original quote in half, Hudson directly stated his terms.

As for whether the northern nobles would accept it or not, it didn’t really matter.

In a vast forest, there are all kinds of birds.

Not every northern noble has the capital to be tough, there will always be compromises.

Selling them now could at least get some food in return.

If a slave rebellion were to happen, it would be a complete loss.