How could David possibly fail to understand this Barbarian retainer's simple thoughts? It was nothing more than concern for the casualties among his own people and the Monado tribe. The group of High Elf prisoners under David's command was now nothing but a showpiece. Lizrite and Mofei, the two young dragons who had not yet fully grown, were fine when bullying common Barbarians, but they proved to be of little use when facing tougher opponents. Even though the mixed battle group of Rosinde's tribe and the Ogres had been achieving remarkable victories lately, war invariably led to casualties, no matter how brilliantly one fought, especially in these small-scale 'skirmishes.' With less than a hundred people combined in the two tribes, a battle today could lead to a dozen dead or injured. An encounter tomorrow might bring another dozen casualties. After a few consecutive battles, they would need to rest and recuperate.
