Emerald Palace. Hudson, who had been summoned to an emergency meeting, sensed that something was wrong the moment he stepped into the hall.
The great nobles seated inside all glared at him as if he had dug up their ancestral graves—or fired at their wives and daughters.
Hudson was speechless at the sight. Lately, he had not done a single thing that crossed the line.
Had one of his past deeds been exposed?
At that thought, Hudson became confused as well. He had done quite a few taboo things on his way here.
For example, secretly keeping the Blood Moon Horn and selling it to the Church.
For another, secretly keeping the divine artifact, the Holy Sword of Light.
And some time ago, he had joined King Caesar IV and the Moxi people in a deal, secretly dividing benefits that had originally belonged to everyone.
Adding it all up, Hudson suddenly realized that his dark history was no less extensive than that of the other great nobles.
"Why are you all looking at me like that? I was only a little late. Was there really any need to make such a fuss?"
Hudson snapped irritably.
Without knowing what had happened, he could not afford to lose momentum. This was the kingdom's council hall, which meant the situation had not yet reached the point of no return.
If they had truly intended to deal with him, they would already have prepared all sorts of traps. Why would they let him enter here and discuss matters with the kingdom's top figures?
"Marshal Hudson, the kingdom has produced so many talents lately. You deserve great credit for that!"
Prime Minister Grand Duke Newfoundland's words immediately made Hudson understand. So he was taking the blame for someone else.
The unease in his heart