The accompanying warriors' hostility was obvious.
They looked ready to raise their axes at the slightest disagreement.
Yet the burly man named Gulta did not care in the slightest.
These accompanying warriors were all Tier 6 Nord Royal Guards.
They were also Queen Sandina's painstakingly cultivated, utterly loyal followers.
However, Letai and he were not loyal followers, but hired reinforcements.
Moreover, both Gulta and Letai had reached the Epic tier.
In terms of soldier ranks, they were equivalent to Tier 7 kingdom warriors.
He did not care about these Tier 6 Nord Royal Guards.
Of course, if four squadrons of Nord Royal Guards really came to gang up on him, they would still pose a lethal threat.
But they would not attack him merely for talking shit about Queen Sandina.
After all, along the way, the thick-skinned Gulta had fantasized about Queen Sandina countless times, and he had not held back with his filthy remarks either.
After every bout of trash talk, those Nord Royal Guards would draw their axes and glare at him.
But as long as he kept quiet at that point, these Nord Royal Guards would soon shift their attention elsewhere.
No one knew what method Queen Sandina had used to make these Nord Royal Guards completely lose their sense of self, while retaining all sorts of combat instincts.
They had become her utterly devoted lapdogs.
Naturally, Gulta could not figure it out, nor could he be bothered to think about it.
At that moment, he simply chose to remain silent.
More than ten seconds later, the Nord Royal Guards shifted their attention away.
Maintaining their marching formation, they continued into the newly opened Shadow Wormhole.
Gulta and Letai walked at the very rear.
They were both capable fighters from the Bloodfang Mercenary Company.
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