Naturally, he didn't give a damn about whatever history these orcs had in this borderland settlement. He already had enough weighing on his plate.
The reason he had approached them in the first place wasn't for diplomacy.
It was to recruit them.
To make them his subordinates.
The orcs were classified as a higher type of monster, one of the recognized races of Eos.
But in the grand scheme of things?
In his eyes?
They were still monsters.
And that meant—
A sharp glint flashed through Nox's gaze. His mind wandered back to a conversation he had once had with Terra when he had asked her about the beast taming class.
"Beast Taming," Terra had smiled as she thought back to the past. "A class so powerful that it could turn humans and mythical beasts alike into loyal pets. In fact, all of civilization wasn't safe from its wrath!"
That was the truth.
The absolute truth.
