Arrogant and frenzied shouts, a look of arrogance, and that bloated body like a fat pig.
These are the standard features of the world's noble lords.
Covered from head to toe in a nauseating mix of sweat and body odor, mingled with the scent of perfume.
Lynn was somewhat grateful that he had been exiled to this barren land...
Barren, impoverished, but free!
Lynn had thought of sending someone else to face them, but he realized that no one could replace him.
He mounted his horse, which headed towards the entrance of the forest ahead.
There, dozens of figures were facing off against each other.
...
Aiden was pondering whether to have his followers strike first and initiate an attack.
They were on horseback, with a significant advantage over these guards.
A calm voice rang out.
"I am the lord of this territory!"
Aiden looked past the guards in front of him, towards the back.
There, a tall young man on horseback was striding forth.
