The Orc Champion frowned after hearing Leone's reply.
"Not a warrior, but a King," Logan muttered.
Originally, it wanted to look down on Leone and utter some words of ridicule. However, it wasn't able to do that.
It couldn't do that because Leone was right.
A King didn't need to be at the front of every battle.
Even monsters used their underlings to fight for them. Whenever two monster tribes shared the same territory, it always led to territorial wars where the loser would either be annihilated or be forced to leave.
That was how it had always been.
And Logan knew it well.
Because he and his tribe were one of those losers.
Just like what they did to the Kobold Tribe, they had also been forced out of their homes because someone stronger had forced them out.
Logan narrowed his eyes as he gazed upon the fortress with its formidable defenses.
It instinctively knew that if they fought here right now, their tribe would suffer countless casualties.
