"Young Master Thor!"
The three respectfully saluted.
"The Beastman War is about to break out, and the kingdom's conscription has already begun. We need someone to take charge of the territory. Who among you is willing to stay behind?"
Looking at the three, Thor pondered for a moment and then spoke.
This time, although the Beastman War presented a great crisis, Thor also knew from daily intelligence that it held countless opportunities.
So, apart from the necessary garrison, Thor planned to take most of the force with him.
To use the Beastman War to temper the strength under his command.
To prepare for possible future wars beyond the territory.
"Well!"
Hearing Thor's words, the three couldn't help but feel shaken, and exchanged a glance.
In the end, it was Pelos who stepped forward.
"Sir, I will stay behind."
Pelos spoke respectfully, with a hint of a bitter smile.
Among the three, his strength was the weakest, and his talent was also the lowest.
