Compared to the other nobles of the Golden Valley Kingdom, Duke left a completely different impression on Roland.
The Duke of the West was far more candid and unrestrained, his every word and action carrying an unpretentious frankness.
He acted decisively, without any of the usual roundabout political games, and he was surprisingly generous.
Gloria had only just made her request for troops, without even detailing their purpose, yet Duke had unhesitatingly assigned a full two thousand elite soldiers to her command.
Even more surprisingly, he had also dispatched two true Extraordinary Professionals to accompany them.
However...
Roland glanced at the sizable army behind him, confirming that the soldiers were indeed well-equipped, disciplined elites. Only then did he turn to face the two men before him, who looked almost identical...
...bald, burly men, and offered a faint smile.
"Hello, I'm Roland."
"I'm Sven. A pleasure to meet you, friend!"
