Finding a relatively well-preserved stone house, before Hudson even had a chance to push open the door, a strong smell of decay came wafting out, causing him to hastily cover his nose and retreat.
This was absolutely nauseating, even the normally good-natured cub revealed a face of disgust. No matter how well this house was tidied up, Master Hudson would not live in it.
After exploring several houses, all with a similar stench, it was too ominous for Hudson, who promptly gave up on the idea of scavenging an existing house.
A noble castle, as the face of a noble, needs to be arranged. The problem is, distant water won't quench near thirst.
By convention, building a castle often takes several years, even decades to complete.
Either build a makeshift wooden house, or continue living in tents. Unquestionably, Hudson chose the former.
The military tent he had, the space was just too small. During a campaign, it was bearable, but as a daily residence? That would be too stifling.
