Late at night, Emerald Palace.
"Grand Duchess Madeline, are you sure Hudson sincerely wanted to retire rather than deliberately testing us?"
Duke Newfoundland asked with concern.
After receiving Madeline's message, these old men had climbed out of bed and rushed over overnight to discuss matters.
Hudson's recent actions had indeed been somewhat unusual, and the Coslo Family had not expanded its influence at court.
But that did not mean he intended to retire. Before they had absolute confidence, any move by the royal family could trigger uncontrollable consequences.
"Duke Newfoundland, how could something like this be false!
Marshal Hudson had never been keen on politics. Everyone knew that.
The only reason he remained as a regent minister was because of my imperial brother's final decree, which he could not refuse.
As the Number One Strongest on the Continent, what he pursued had long ceased to be worldly power.
At his level of cultivation, it was common for a single period of seclusion to last several years.
He had long since made his path clear. Once he crossed his current realm, he would enjoy a lifespan of a thousand years.
Perhaps the disputes at court were nothing more than a farce in his eyes.
All his recent actions had actually been signaling his intention to leave.
If we did not take the initiative, the two factions would likely merge next.
Given Marshal Hudson's prestige within the country, if he personally stepped forward to mediate the conflict between the old and new nobles, the chances of success would be very high."
Grand Duchess Madeline vigorously promoted the idea.
The title of regent minister did not live up to its name, mainly because her contributions to the royal family had been far from sufficient.
She had killed more than a dozen Holy Domain