Even a slight delay would result in abuse and punishment. In serious cases, it would even order execution not to mention they might even be executed not to mention being ignored and unvalued.
The white-tailed cat race had always lived in fear.
Now, the lord who had easily annihilated the orcs and killed the level 17 orc chieftain was telling him in such a serious manner that their value was higher than all the other orcs combined.
It was difficult for outsiders to understand the feeling of being recognized.
Even a simple compliment would be enough to excite anyone with Richard's status.
The influence of a superior was nothing more than this.
Brook said in a trembling voice as it tried to suppress its excitement.
"My Lord, you're too kind. The white-tailed cat race can't be..."
"If I say you can, then you can!"
Richard's tone was unquestionable.
