The count, his sons and all soldiers from his force were gobsmacked. The head Salvikan was proof that Raiden had killed the invading monster in just 5 minutes and didn't get hit during the battle even once.
In their case, they had lost over 150 thousand soldiers and 4 warships to fight that very legendary rank monster and still failed, adding more salt to the wound instead of achieving their mission.
An intense surge of realization hit count Horik.
"Is he… is he your strongest warrior?" asked the exalted noble with a perplexed expression.
Legolas on the other end nodded with a light smile.
Sigh!
This also assured the count and his sons that they did right by asking the Misthios guild to work for them.
Now, even losing those legendary monster cores that were worth a fortune didn't feel like a bad deal at all.
What use could wealth provide if you were dead?
