"It feels unexpectedly weak.
"Of course, being able to block one of my strikes is already quite impressive."
After cutting off the Blood Claw Chieftain's head, Roy thought it over and gave his assessment.
"Hero, you're truly incredible!"
At that moment, Bogov walked in and praised him from the bottom of his heart.
"Who are you?"
Roy had sensed his presence in advance, but since he detected no hostility, he paid it no mind.
"I'm Bogov, the lord of Glaris.
"Thank you very much for your contribution to this city. In my capacity as its lord, I sincerely invite you to join the imperial army...
"But not to serve me. You would be serving the Empire.
"If you're willing, I could even cede part of my own territory to you, allowing you to become an imperial noble in the name of a lord."
Bogov spoke.
Hearing this, Kosanto, who had entered behind him, was genuinely astonished.
Once upon a time, treatment like this had been his lifelong dream!
When he was young, he had also imagined that one day he would become a noble of the Orc Empire and enjoy wealth and glory.
But after years of setbacks, by the time he reached the Hero-level, he had already abandoned that dream.
All he could do was work in a tavern.
Yet he had never expected Lord Bogov to be so proactive.
But after thinking about it, he found it perfectly natural.
Some people wanted such things but could never obtain them, while others had people chasing after them, begging them to accept.
Then he heard Roy refuse. "That sounds like too much trouble. I might as well just laze around in the tavern."
"Isn't that a terrible waste of your talents?"
The lord could not help frowning.
"I think it's