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Chapter 60 - 60 59 The Disappearance of the Blood Moon Horn_1

60: Chapter 59, The Disappearance of the Blood Moon Horn_1 60: Chapter 59, The Disappearance of the Blood Moon Horn_1 Knight Hudson wasn’t sure whether Charles had jinxed him or if he had just made a poor choice.

Either way, the Fifth Army was once again in trouble.

Although they hadn’t plunged headlong into the hellish side dungeon of the altar, encountering a large number of rebel soldiers wasn’t exactly a pleasant experience either.

In a reckless push forward, they inadvertently ended up at the headquarters of the Rebel Army.

The sight of a group of fearless soldiers would make anyone’s hair stand on end.

Logic told Hudson that the best strategy wouldn’t be to attack, but to wait for the enemy’s wave of courage to wear out.

However, reality didn’t abide by his wishes.

The Fifth Army could refrain from attacking the Rebel Army, but they couldn’t prevent the Rebels from attacking them.

Surveying the battlefield, Hudson, with his bow and arrow in hand, couldn’t find a single worthwhile target among the misfortunate soldiers hypnotized by the Blood Moon Horn.

What was the point of killing mere foot soldiers?

Knight Hudson had higher ambitions.

If he was personally going to draw his bow, it had to be to kill an enemy officer at the very least.

Archery was a physically demanding job, and only the strongest soldiers could become archers.

Often, the archers are the ones composed of the most physically imposing soldiers in an army.

Pick up a bow and you’re an archer.

Put it down, and you’re still an elite soldier.

If your physical condition isn’t up to par, you can’t be an excellent archer.

Firing each arrow consumed a significant amount of energy.

There were so many rebel soldiers in the city that he would surely exhaust himself if he had to personally shoot each one he saw.

Left with no choice, Hudson had to be more selective with his targets.

Besides occasionally firing an arrow to relieve his comrades, he would only target the rebel leaders.

Suddenly, an old man with white hair shakily blowing a horn appeared in Hudson’s field of vision.

Without hesitation, Hudson instantly ended him with an arrow.

The eerie sound of the horn instantly halted, and the rebels, who had previously been charging wildly, suddenly became sluggish.

As the term “Blood Moon Horn” emerged from his thoughts, Hudson felt extremely unlucky.

Of all the Allied Forces that had entered Dardiel City, only he had the misfortune of encountering this.

There was nothing to say about such bad luck.

Just as Hudson was considering fleeing the scene, a bear-like figure sprang out.

It was a trap cooked up by Beast Milk and Honey, and the bear couldn’t afford to miss it.

As soon as he had the hot potato in his hands, Hudson could feel the rich evil energy, constantly urging him to play the horn.

Suddenly, the Mysterious Compass in his mind moved, and the rich evil energy disappeared instantly.

The previously agitated Blood Moon Horn fell silent, appearing no more than an ordinary bugle.

Besides some damage to its exterior, there was no distinct feature.

“Was it ruined just after playing with it just now?

Is it really an Evil Tool?

“Could it be a shoddy product made by the Skeleton Society?”

Hudson couldn’t help but question himself.

The rebel soldiers, who were no better than walking corpses, could not answer his questions.

With these unresolved doubts, Hudson quickly left the scene.

His rational side told him not to stay in this place; otherwise, trouble would soon come calling.

Being politically savvy, Hudson was well aware that both the Kingdom and the Clergy were looking for the Blood Moon Horn.

If he had a higher status or more power, he wouldn’t hesitate to hand it over to the Kingdom in exchange for favors.

However, it wasn’t possible at the moment.

Given his current status and position, Hudson could not obtain benefits commensurate with the Blood Moon Horn, even if he presented it.

Even if the Kingdom was willing to give, he wouldn’t dare to accept.

If merit doesn’t match your position, it doesn’t necessarily lead to disaster, but if power doesn’t match your position, it will certainly end in terrible death.

No competitor would need to take action; the infuriated Clergy would ensure his disappearance from the mortal world.

Just as Hudson was fleeing, Carlos, who had been ordered to snatch the Blood Moon Horn, suddenly changed his expression.

Not caring about observing the fight from the sidelines, he urgently ordered, “The presence of the Blood Moon Horn has disappeared.

Everyone, head to Dardiel City immediately!”

The distance of several miles was nothing more than a blink of an eye for the flying dragon.

Based on the traces of energy, they found the last location where the Blood Moon Horn had appeared, but all they saw were corpses everywhere.

A white rat leaped down from Carlos’s arms and after loitering around for a while, stopped on the corpse of the “white-haired old man” who had been killed by Hudson.

After one of the knights skilled in reconnaissance had inspected the body, he replied, “Lord Carlos, this man didn’t die from old age.

Based on traces, he was affected by an Evil Tool that sucked away all his energy, accelerating the aging of his body.

From the scene, he was killed without making any movements, probably ambushed while using the Blood Moon Horn.

The arrow that killed him was very ordinary, without any identifiable markings.

It should be part of the ordinary equipment of the Nobles’ Allied Forces.

The presence of the Blood Moon Horn likely disappeared after this man was killed.

Unless we get the full cooperation of the Southeastern Province Nobles, it will be tough for us to identify the killer.

There are signs of human disruption at the scene, and the body has been moved.

All the wealth on the deceased’s body is gone, possibly the result of the Nobles’ Allied Forces clearing the battlefield.

It could also be that after the enemy took the Blood Moon Horn, they intentionally created this mess to destroy any traces of their presence.”

After hearing this analysis, Carlos knew that this mission had become troublesome.

Hoping for the Southeastern Province Nobles’ cooperation was nothing short of dreaming.

Ever since the Skeleton Society stirred up trouble in the Southeastern Province, they had been on opposite sides.

Knowing that the Clergy was manipulating everything behind the scenes, not immediately severing ties with them was already a concession.

Now that the Alpha Kingdom had been dragged into it, the two were fighting over the Blood Moon Horn.

At this critical moment, whoever dared to cooperate with the church’s actions would become a traitor to the Kingdom.

Although the Blood Moon Horn isn’t a top-tier Evil Tool, it still ranks relatively high on the Continent of Aslante.

To completely mask the presence of the Blood Moon Horn, either a Sanctuary Powerhouse is required, or an item that can hide energy signatures is necessary.

Sanctuary Powerhouses have long since become a legend.

Even if the Alpha Kingdom possessed such an existence, they wouldn’t risk exposing themselves for a mere Blood Moon Horn.

Items that can mask energy signatures are rare, but it’s not impossible for some Major Nobles to have one or two in their collection.

Among the nobles of the Southeastern Province, the only one capable of privately storing the Blood Moon Horn is the Dalton Family.

Let our insiders keep an eye on Earl Piers to see if he makes any unusual moves.

If there’s no problem discovered, then find an opportunity to assassinate the Kingdom’s Envoy during the journey.

No matter what the cost, we can’t let the Blood Moon Horn be brought to the Capital.”

Carlos said coldly.

The world of the strong never needed evidence; merely motive and suspicion were enough.

When it comes to the Clergy’s grand scheme on the continent, no loose ends can be left.

Better to mistakenly kill three thousand, than to let even one slip by.

Even if this results in a fallout with the Alpha Kingdom, it’s still better than exposing the scandalous news of the Clergy supporting a Cult organization.

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