Duke Huten looked toward Toonka who was running in a straight line toward him and started to laugh.

�Commander Toonka, your warriors will die at our knights� hands while your soldiers will die at our mages� hands.�

The warriors with magic resistance would be dealt with by the knights while the soldiers without magic resistance would be killed by the mages.

The horse Duke Huten was on started to rush forward as well.

Bang!

Duke Huten�s sword and Toonka�s iron club clashed against each other.

Slash.

The iron club was cut by Duke Huten�s aura.

This was the law of nature. The strong suppress the weak.

Duke Huten lightly swung his sword around as he asked Toonka a question.

�Can you feel the direction of the wind?�

The wind was blowing from the Empire toward the Whipper Kingdom.

�The spring wind travels from the Empire to the Whipper Kingdom.�

The Western continent�s spring winds always traveled from the west to the east. Toonka picked his sliced club back up and rushed toward Duke Huten.

Baaaaang!

The moment the sword clashed against the sliced club, Duke Huten smirked toward the barbarian whose hair seemed worse than a lion�s mane and whispered to him.

�You should have just thrown away 80 years.�

100,000 slaves for 80 years.

Huten removed one layer of his pretense.

It was at that moment.

�What bullshit spring winds.

Kehehehehe.�

He could hear Toonka�s laughter.

He could feel the wind at the same time. JrNovels.com