Taking a look at the recorded contents inside the projection stone, the smile on Hudson's face grew even wider.
Holy Domain powerhouses were strategic weapons anywhere. Taking out thirteen formidable enemies all at once was a feat capable of shaking the entire continent.
Aside from myth and legend, Hudson had fought north and south for so many years, yet he had never once witnessed a single battle that resulted in the killing of thirteen Holy Domain experts.
The battle process was indeed very metaphysical, but that did not matter at all; he only needed the ultimate result.
Seeing a trace of fatigue appear on everyone's faces, Hudson opportunistically spoke.
"You have all just returned from the great grassland, and I imagine you must be tired. You might as well rest a bit first.
The celebration banquet will be held in three days. By then, front-line generals and border lords who are able to make it will all come over to celebrate your achievements!"
The celebration banquet had always been prepared, but because they had underestimated the battle results beforehand, the scale was going to be much lower than this.
Even if these powerhouses didn't care about surface appearance, having achieved such a glorious victory, the kingdom still needed to make a gesture.
As for how to specifically handle it, it didn't require Hudson to worry.
He only needed to report the military achievements truthfully, and the subsequent matter of rewarding merits and bestowing honors should be the responsibility of the kingdom government.
The three-day reservation was both to let the participating powerhouses recover their vitality and to leave preparation time for the kingdom.
Regardless of how the rewards were calculated, the royal capital would definitely send people over to attend the celebration banquet.
Summoning many front-line generals and border lords