"Starting from north at west of Michigan, down to west of Illinois and ending up at Missouri, these areas will be his reign of activity," I explained, "he will act as our buffer fighting force, fighting any other race nearby and make sure not a single army stays in peace."
"Will he accept that?" she seemed to not truly understand the essence of these Berserkers.
"He will even thank me for this," I laughed, "but that doesn't mean we'll have to lower our guard in that area."
"Considering your plans…" she returned to look at the map before adding after a long moment of pause, "our south will be well protected by the Selvator dude. Our east is secured by the ocean. So only this region in the west will have our full concentration."
"Indeed," this was the best approach I thought about, "but we won't station all of our forces there. We need to start training them."
"At the dungeon?"
"Not only that," I shook my head, "I want all of them to start their cultivation."
