The Fate of the Death Knights

In Grizzly Hills, Cook was practically second only to the man at the top—how could that be bad? Seeing Cook's expression, Zul'ra Jin smiled inwardly and shook his head. Then he chatted with him for a while and asked what he planned to do in the future.

"Plans? I don't know." Cook lowered his gaze and shook his head with a vacant look.

"You should have some plans. All right, let's leave it at that for today." Seeing Cook's seemingly confused expression, Zul'ra Jin smiled and shook his head, not continuing the conversation.

"Yes, then I'll head back and relay this to Dakkalai, Zul'ra Jin." Cook immediately understood, nodded, and took his leave.

"Mm, wait a moment. There's another matter concerning the Judgment Army. For certain special reasons, the Judgment Army's overall strategy against the Scourge will undergo a change. This change will require the Giant Deer Army to handle production work. Do you have any issues with that?" Zul'ra Jin asked Cook.

"Our warriors have tried farming here before, but we failed because we weren't familiar with the crops. Picking it back up now won't be a problem." Cook quickly shook his head. The Giant Deer Army's warriors had done plenty of land reclamation and farming.

"Good." Zul'ra Jin nodded in satisfaction. The Amani had gone through a difficult period, while the Orcs were a nomadic people. They were capable in both production and warfare, unlike human knights with their arrogance. Of course, that was also an innate advantage—Trolls and Orcs needed no special training, and their physiques were stronger than humans'.

After discussing a few more matters, Zul'ra Jin personally saw Cook off. He felt slightly wistful. This trusted subordinate of his, whom he had been separated from for three or four years, had changed as well. He