However, the Ratmen's coins also have two sides, Merk fulfilled his lifelong pursuit so easily, Shrek always felt there was a trick.
As expected—
That fat pig treated him as a sacrificial pawn,
although in the past there were occasional frictions with the human kingdom, it's obvious this time they screwed up big.
Coming at least has to be an Earl!
"Get moving! You lazy bunch!"
Vigorously planting the banner symbolizing power into the ground, Shrek roared at his already frantic subordinates.
"Quickly reinforce the entrance! Prepare the rolling stones and poison gas! Also, quickly clean out the biggest cave for me! Now I, the great king, am a warlord, the Earl's palace no longer fits my status! I want to build a bigger palace!"
As he was shouting, a dirt-covered Ratmen underling tumbled in, scrambling and kowtowing as he bowed.
"Great King! Bad news! Great King!"
"Call me a warlord! Idiot!"
Shrek kicked him, sending that rat tumbling several times.
