HEAVEN'S GATE

CHAPTER 58

Orc Knight Bror was eating freshly roasted meat after applying salt and pepper to it.

“Sir Bror, why are you eating meat when our captains and men are being killed?” one of the underlings hesitantly asked. “Shouldn’t you go out and beat them?”

“Why would I fight for my minions?” Bror casually replied. “Their job is to support me and protect me. If they died doing that, then they’ve served their purpose. There’s no need to feel bad about their deaths. Instead, we should feel proud of them.”

Despite what he said, Bror didn’t look the least bit proud of his minions.

“But we lost nearly 8000 of our men,” the underling said. “We have only two thousand more left in the central camp. They are all resting or playing games. If you allow me, I’ll take a thousand and overwhelm the opposition and kill all of them. I’ll throw their heads at your feet.”

“Mm…” Bror thought about it for a second. “What’s your level?”

“182, sir.”

“Do you think you can take a blow from me?” Bror asked.

“I-I think so.”