West of Iowa Pass, beneath the three tallest towers at the center of the Beastmen camp, White Wolf Retainer Xivier White Wolf lay on a mat, looking at the Archmage Rosef Vishidno Gallop beside him.
"Old man Rosef, want to make a bet? Will your youngest son die on the battlefield, or successfully break through Iowa Pass?" White Wolf Retainer suddenly asked.
Rosef answered coldly, "Hmph. My son will be the one who comes closest to our homeland in our family's hundreds of years of history. If he dies on the road home, I believe our Gallop ancestors won't blame him."
"Good. Don't worry. I'll make sure the Royal Court and the Human Empire hear far and wide that 'a member of the Gallop Royal Family led a Beastmen army back to their homeland, only to be slaughtered by the Barbarians.' The Royal Court will surely treat the Gallop Family well. Your family will become the finest physicians in the Royal Court." White Wolf spoke leisurely.
"You!" Rosef clenched his fists. Ever since Honnier had been tied up and brought to the camp by Xivier, he had known what the beast was really after. Yet hearing it with his own ears still made him want to risk his old bones and fight the Wolf Retainer himself.
White Wolf glanced at the Archmage and smiled. "If I were you, I'd stay right here and wait patiently for the outcome of the war. After all, you have more than one child. You have children among the Humans and the Beastmen. It'd be a shame if you did something reckless and got them dragged into it."
As they spoke, a group of Beastmen hauled five enormous creatures on five flatbed carts beneath the three altars.
Looking closely, Rosef recognized the creatures on the