Besides, the Barbarian has plenty of strength, and they only need one meal to cover a hundred kilometers.
Blu the Berserker was a bit dumbfounded. He glanced at Duncan, who had a cold light glinting from the grandfather on his shoulder, and honestly carried a stone as they set off.
Put your backs into it, all of you!
If they're going to make a name for themselves in this Barbarian Battle Group, they have to become legends. No weak monsters should be able to claim their heads; true Barbarian warriors should only fall by the hands of Legendary Powerhouses.
When it was Hegel's responsibility, even killing a Nine-headed Hydra Lizard cost many lives. Now that Duncan is effectively the group leader, he must whip them into shape.
The potential of these Barbarians, once properly trained, reaching four-star silver-gray is not hard at all.
Duncan isn't counting on all of them surviving in the end.
