Within Elf Garden, Tierney began his life as a "fisherman." He still had more than a dozen Mermaids whose blood needed to be drained one by one, drawing out the insect eggs from within their bodies.
Yavenni, whose memories related to the Sea God had been sealed away and who only remembered Tierney killing dozens of mantis shrimp, walked over and said excitedly, "Not gonna lie, those shut-ins can really fight. Such an enormous wave, and they shattered it with a single coordinated volley."
"Fifty High-Ranks against one. If they still couldn't win, they should stop calling themselves royal descendants," Landen said with a smile. "I sent them over so they could build up some combat experience, and so they could take some of the burden off Princess Halkara. Not every little thing needs to be brought to her."
As a High-Rank from the Knight Order who had served in the Imperial Capital for years, Yavenni immediately grasped how those shut-ins could be used. "The clans in both the north and south are fighting frequently now. If we can have them operate alongside three to five Guardian Trees, they'd be far more useful in the forest than a Knight Order!"
Hearing Yavenni speak of prolonged warfare, Landen hurriedly reminded her, "But you still need to figure out incentives. They lack neither food nor clothing now. They might be willing to fight once or twice for free, but once the demand grows and they're deployed more often, how to keep them motivated will be the problem you have to face."
"You don't need to worry about that," Yavenni said. "They're all royal descendants. The royal family will give them special rewards."
"Your uncles and elders don't seem terribly interested in material rewards," Gleia said as she slowly caught up. "They seem