"Lady Rebecca, to be honest, I've previously captured a sleeping vampire. He's not weak. And I want to enslave him. Do you have any ideas?"
Richard's bold voice rang out.
It was the good thing about the desert camp. They could boldly recruit suitable troop-type and heroes.
They didn't have to be as careful as the good camp.
Their morale would drop at any time if they recruited troops from the evil camp. And they might even defect during the battle...
The Ice Empire had worked with the vampires for a long time as a neutral camp. Rebecca and Klei did not have any negative feelings toward Richard's words.
In the eyes of the neutral camp, good or evil did not matter as long as one could use them. They were people who did things.
"Lord Richard, may I know your strength?"
The other party slept in a special treasure. Richard's level is estimated to be no lower level 15.
He didn't want to lie, so he gave a vague answer.
