After arriving at Wossen Port and having a simple breakfast, Hudson immediately summoned the representatives of the various families for a meeting.
It was somewhat overstepping his authority, but the commander-in-chief's powers had never been explicitly limited to the army. Everyone could probably accept him occasionally commanding the navy as well.
"I took a stroll over the sea just now and found isolated Church warships fleeing in disarray. Something must have happened.
As fellow members of the Human Alliance, we cannot simply stand by while our allies are in trouble.
Send men out to conduct a full-scale reconnaissance. Find out what happened as soon as possible, then organize a rescue."
Politics was like that. Some things could be done, but not said aloud.
To make sure everyone understood, Hudson deliberately emphasized the words "allies" and "rescue."
"Marshal, the Church's three great fleets are immensely powerful. Across the entire continent, few could stand against them.
Moreover, there are many experts traveling with the fleets. Under normal circumstances, an accident would be almost impossible.
Could they have encountered a storm and been scattered?"
Byron asked doubtfully.
Before the power of nature, humans were insignificant. Humanity might not be able to destroy a fleet, but nature could.
Once caught in a great storm at sea, even with the protection of Magic Arrays, severe losses would be unavoidable.
The Dalton Family fleet had lost several warships to a storm last time.
"You'll have to ask the Church about that. The sea is ever-changing; who knows what exactly happened?
I hear piracy has been unusually rampant recently. They even dare attack isolated warships.
Be careful when you go out to search and rescue."
Hudson said casually.
Kicking someone when they were down was not something the navy should do. At the very least, they could