Marcus looked around at the knights and guards radiating hostility with an unconcerned expression on his face.
Houten was not a weak nation by any means, but it also was not a particularly strong one.
He had gotten a decent look at their overall military might during his stay in the country, and if he compared it to Borealia, they were maybe a third as strong.
Some of their best combatants who were present reached the mid-seventies in terms of level, around the same as Marcus and his companions. But they were lacking in quality. None of them felt all that threatening.
"You know, I was hoping to come to a peaceful resolution here, if possible. I don't believe resorting to force will end well for Houten." Marcus said, his tone conveying genuine concern.
Of course, most of the guards and knights took his words as provocation, and had the king not interjected quickly, many of them would have lunged at Marcus.
