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Chapter 57 - 57 56 Extra Money Bear_1

57: Chapter 56, Extra Money Bear_1 57: Chapter 56, Extra Money Bear_1 “Damn, the sacrifice has begun!”

Recognizing the grave consequences, Earl Piers hurriedly issued an order to his troops, “The entire army must advance.

We cannot let the enemy finish the sacrifice!

The Crimson Knights Brigade must escort the priests and the Magician Regiment into the city.

We cannot let the black cloud continue to spread…..”

The military order was met with compulsory obedience.

Hudson, who was merely an observer, was forced to join the charging troops.

It was as if a silent agreement had been formed, and the nobles of the Fifth Army had spontaneously gathered together.

As a part of the Allied Forces reserve team, it was only natural for them to fall in line behind the charging troops.

Since all their allies had learned to conserve their strength, Hudson was unsure whether to be happy or worried.

But for the short term, this seemed to be advantageous.

Seeing everyone charging about like headless flies, Hudson hastily suggested, “Let’s head towards the City Lord’s Mansion.

There should be some benefits.”

Other people charged into battle for the sake of glory, naturally heading where the enemy was thickest, hoping to find the location of the altar for their major breakthrough.

But the Fifth Army didn’t need that.

Having benefited from political correctness, their gains were already guaranteed, so they simply followed suit!

If they wanted to gain more, they would need to make a significant contribution, otherwise it wouldn’t influence the final rewards.

Though the honor was desirable, it was also necessary to stay alive to enjoy it.

To the severely battered nobles of the Fifth Army, rather than struggle for the final glory, it was more practical to raid and rob.

Perhaps because they had previously suffered from raids, when they heard the plan to rob, surprisingly, no one responded for a moment.

After a moment of hesitation, the hardened General Chels said, “Let’s head towards the City Lord’s Mansion then.

The Rebel Army is cornered and desperate.

As long as we don’t charge directly into the enemy’s altar, we won’t be in danger.

God damn it, I refuse to believe that we can keep being unlucky.

With such a small probability, we can’t always hit the worst-case scenario.”

Ultimately, poverty was the fear they all shared.

For the sake of money, Knight Charles decided to take risks.

However, his words had the opposite effect, making the group lose all confidence.

Ever since the formation of the Alliance, peace had never been granted.

Good luck never fell onto their laps, whereas bad luck always found them when it was least wanted.

The two battles they had experienced had reduced the original members by half.

Those who were still alive could be said to have a rough life.

Hudson also became anxious.

Always being on the sacrificial end was not a good sign.

The idea he proposed was now about to be put into action, and it was too late to regret.

Hudson reached out and touched Belsden’s forehead, hoping that its combat power could match its usual boastful claims.

However, its cute bear-like appearance really made Hudson lose confidence, forcing him to add, “Slow down a bit this time, and move with the main army.

In case that…”

There was no need to say anything unpleasant, everyone understood.

Basically, if there was any danger, let the cannon fodder take the lead.

This didn’t conform to the spirit of the knights, but it was definitely in everyone’s interest.

Moreover, the Rebel Army, which had spread across two counties, had undoubtedly gathered a lot of plunder.

Even if they’d moved their wealth in advance, there would still be a large amount left in Dardiel City.

If the robbery was successful but couldn’t be moved away due to lack of manpower, that would be truly embarrassing.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…”

While speaking, Hudson already let loose an arrow from his hand, taking down the head of the Rebel Army blocking the path.

This would normally have caused some chaos, but the bloodthirsty rebel soldiers ignored it, having only one thought in their minds – Kill!

Yet another bunch of pitiful vermin controlled by an evil tool.

Despite the sadness, they did not stop.

One after another, they demonstrated what the art of killing truly is.

With the increase in slaughter, the black cloud in the sky also continued to grow.

Reason told Hudson that danger was getting closer.

Suddenly, the cub slapped out a paw, and a person who appeared out of nowhere turned directly into a meat pie, the word “assassin” flashed across Hudson’s mind.

On the Continent of Aslante, there is a group of people who make a living from assassination, they are particularly good at sneaking and surprise attacks, their actions are swift and they are known as assassins.

This group of people have mastered the Art of Killing since their childhood, their goal is efficient killing.

It is said that the best among them can turn any part of their body into a deadly weapon.

Because they have superb skills, they can kill without leaving a trace, which is very suitable for underhanded tasks, many powerful forces secretly have a group of such people.

They are all groups that can’t stand the light of day, and it doesn’t seem strange that they’re linked to the Skeleton Society.

They didn’t appear before because assassins aren’t suitable for open battlefield combat.

Now that it has turned into street fighting mode, the buildings on both sides are the assassins’ natural cover, and the success rate of assassination has greatly increased.

The unlucky fella on the ground clearly didn’t have a bright mind; he didn’t even scout properly before attempting a sneak attack.

Trying to sneak in front of the Earth Bear, isn’t this a provocation to the bear cub’s dignity?

“Well done, Belsden.

Anyone with ulterior motives who gets too close, just slap them to death like that.”

Hudson encouraged.

Unfortunately, the bear cub didn’t think much of it.

Not only did it not rise up to the occasion, it also shrank its body and returned to Hudson’s shoulder to continue sleeping.

It demonstrated by its actions: Mister, if you want Uncle Bear to work, no way!

Nothing is more important than sleep.

Choosing to sleep on Hudson’s shoulder was because the little bear found that it absorbed energy from the surroundings faster, accelerating its growth.

Seeing this funny scene, Hudson let out an awkward laugh.

Never mind not helping with the fight, as long as it could protect his safety at the crucial moment.

As a Divine Archer, no one expected him to lead the charge.

There were soldiers all around him, apart from the sneaky assassins, other enemies would find it hard to get close.

A mistake is a lesson.

Seeing an assassin launch a sneak attack on Hudson surprised the nobles of the Fifth Army, they didn’t have an Earth Bear to guard them, could easily suffer a big loss if caught off guard.

Everyone became vigilant and slowed down their pace, choosing to steady themselves before striking.

Of course, this is just the official explanation.

The truth is that the Fifth Army has already made gains, confiscating war spoils takes time, delaying the advance.

The enemy’s warehouse hasn’t been found, but the private treasure of the rebel soldiers has become the war spoils of the Fifth Army.

There are a lot of scattered things, the value is hard to estimate at the moment, but this doesn’t affect everyone’s enthusiasm for making money.

“Belsden, when the war spoils are counted later, sneak in and play around.

Find the Demon Core, Magic Crystal, Magic Equipment etc, if you get a chance hide them in your space and bring them back.

I’ll prepare a big bowl of Beast Milk for you.”

Hudson suggested.

The bear cub stretched out a paw, looked at him with innocent eyes, as if to say: I’m a bear who knows nothing, I don’t understand what you’re saying at all.

“Plus a jar of honey!”

It seemed to be considering, but in the end, it shook its head and said in a childish voice: “I am a principled bear, I never do such things…”

“Two bowls of Beast Milk + two jars of honey, enough to stuff you, big bowls and jars!”

Hudson tried raising the offer.

Tasting its tongue, the bear cub seemed interested, stretched out a claw tentatively, Hudson, realizing what it meant, immediately replied: “Okay, we’ll go with your price!

After the job is done, I’ll give you six bowls of Beast Milk + six jars of honey as a reward.”