The casualties of the Dalton Family had nothing to do with him. If it hadn't been for Master Hudson's effort to save the day, the Dalton Family would have suffered considerable damage.
Having lost their main fleet, their maritime trade was bound to be affected, and the loss of this most important source of income could have led to their decline.
If it weren't for the ongoing continental war, Hudson needed a good reputation to amass more political capital, they definitely couldn't have escaped this wave.
"Ah Piao, if you don't want to die, sign the contract!"
During the conversation, Hudson quickly drafted a Soul Contract on the parchment. Dealing with a mere Third Order Ghost didn't require much effort.
It was merely an experiment, and if the Soul Contract could control these ghosts, that would be ideal, but if not, it was no matter.
"Why are you dawdling, you idiots? I'm talking to you! Hurry up and sign the contract!"
The mini version of Maxim barked out an order.
