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Everyone looked at each other.
Rheagar was about to draw his sword, but he put it back halfway.
He looked at Matthew. "It's up to you to decide how to deal with it. Everything on this battlefield is your spoils of war, including the captives. You should have the right to deal with them."
This sentence was equivalent to the official deciding the distribution of tonight's results.
Matthew was not surprised.
Putting aside the fact that he hated necromancers and female slaves, Rheagar was indeed an upright and fair lord.
However, Matthew had not thought of how to deal with this big-hearted Troll.
He circled Sinwak three times.
The latter snored like thunder and had no sense of crisis.
"I can kill him for you."
Rheagar suggested.
Matthew shook his head. "I think a living Troll might be more valuable. I want to train him."
Rheagar shrugged.
