After the military conference ended, the relationships among the Fifth Army's nobles had grown much closer. Count Pierce's words had shattered all their illusions.
Faced with the colossal Church, they were all grasshoppers tied to the same rope. The military alliance, which had nearly collapsed over the division of interests, was consolidated once more.
If they did not want to die in confusion, they had to watch out for one another. Even if the Church wanted revenge, it could not act openly and could at most make some small moves in the shadows.
For example, the next heretic rebellion might very well begin in some unlucky fellow's territory.
Waiting for the kingdom's reinforcements was clearly unreliable. With the nobles of Layton and White Counties as examples, no one believed Count Pierce would suddenly change his ways.
After deepening his bonds of comradeship with everyone, Hudson had been preparing to discuss mutual support when he suddenly noticed that the energy within the Mysterious Compass was continuously draining away. He hurriedly found an excuse and took his leave.
The Mysterious Compass was his lifeline. Although he had only developed its most basic functions, it had already benefited him immensely.
Disguising himself as a mage, posing as a divine archer, increasing his cultivation speed, and improving his overall physical fitness—any one of these was immensely significant to Hudson.
After inspecting it inside and out without finding anything unusual, Hudson finally fixed his suspicious gaze on the sleeping Young Bear.
Legend had it that after forming a contract with a high-ranking magical beast, if it highly acknowledged its partner, there was a certain chance of sharing its talents. If cultivation talent could be shared, then sharing the energy within the Compass was not impossible either.
Hudson was just about to wake the Young Bear,