"Your Majesty, the remaining ordinary Orc races have a total of eight Saint Domain experts and roughly eight hundred thousand troops. That is no small number, but the combat strength of each race is extremely uneven."
"The Bearkin, Rhinoceroskin, and other powerful races possess combat strength comparable to the royal races, while Pigkin and Feralkin are even weaker than human soldiers."
"To prevent the kingdom's finances from being wasted on these Orc cannon fodder, I suggest disbanding the armies of the ordinary Orc races on the spot and focusing all efforts on cultivating powerful races such as the Minotaurs, Naga, and Bearkin."
After hearing this, Roland's excitement faded. He shook his head solemnly.
"No!"
"We absolutely cannot handle this that way."
Roland's attitude made Reff's expression turn serious. He had not expected his casual suggestion to receive such a stern rejection.
Before he could voice his doubts, Roland spoke again.
"Reff, have you forgotten the two most important words in the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom?"
"Sacred?"
The veins on Roland's forehead bulged as a hint of murderous intent rose in his heart.
If Leslie was as reassuring as could be, then Reff was just as troublesome.
And... there were also those two bastards, O'Neal and Luke.
"It is co-prosperity!"
Roland roared through gritted teeth.
Seeing Roland's ferocious expression, Reff instinctively shrank back.
"Equal status for every race and shared prosperity through development—this is the most fundamental cornerstone of our Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom."
"Without that foundation, why do you think the Naga, Foxkin, and Minotaurs so readily betrayed the Beastkin Empire and joined us?"
"Remember this well. Every race that joins the kingdom possesses equal rights and status, including crucial political rights such as joining the military and participating in government."
Prompted by Roland, Reff caught on quickly and nodded repeatedly.
"Your