That was a sense of honor for the Duchy—
As a Sir of the Ryan Kingdom, he was like this, not to mention the other lads in the Laine Camp. Those eyes were burning with fervent emotions.
Unlike them, the "Soul Shatterer" Mork, who was feasting in the "Blood and Flesh Royal Court," was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
With the support brought from the Ryan Kingdom and the Academic State, he had originally planned to defend to the end, but ended up losing several square kilometers of land in just one day.
Not only that, the tricks he thought up also turned into foolish ideas that deceived himself.
For example, he tried to let the Ratmen on Burial Peak establish themselves as a warlord faction, but humans completely ignored his little schemes, swatting away his plans with a slap.
Shrek was even craftier; on the first day of battle, he packed up and fled to distant lands without even a hint of hesitation!
