These undead cavalry from the depths of the desert actually had the intention to negotiate.
It was indeed interesting, but the corner of Kant's curled lips did not represent the solemnity in the depths of his eyes. In fact, this phenomenon was not truly interesting, but rather, it wad sheer trouble!
This meant that the undead were indeed intelligent.
They all knew how to negotiate.
Actually, one could probably guess that.
They even knew how to use a sneak attack, which meant that among the undead, there was definitely a commander who was not inferior to the living in terms of intelligence and also equipped with a certain level of war wisdom in decision making!
The Veruga archer asked from the side, "Lord, do you want to send someone over first?"
"Yes, I do."
Kant nodded.
However, he stood up and said calmly, "I'll go myself."
