At this moment, Kalanis seemed to have thought of something and spoke.
"What you previously instructed us to gather — two thousand Wetland Lizard-men — have now been found, all detained within the manor."
"Should we take them away now..."
Lear felt a headache hearing this.
The more warriors he had in hand, the better, but the matter of Cold-blooded Cavalry in the territory advancing to 4 Stars was still unresolved.
The amount of blood energy needed was too exaggerated.
Another two thousand, it truly makes one's head bald...
"The space rift I've opened cannot transport so many people back, leave them for now."
He opened this Gate of Space by invoking the Authority of Tyranny and responding with Kalanis.
To traverse, one must endure the dual pressures of Swamp Power and Authority of Tyranny intertwined.
An ordinary life does not possess a strong body and soul.
After Lear finished his instructions, he suddenly thought of something else and inquired.
"How is Firina now?"
