You nodded and asked, "Have they really become Ig's servants, just like the legends say?"
"Yes, they can no longer go back. Even if they return home, their families will not accept them. The best course is to leave them here and have them serve the master."
"I don't need that. I've always worked with my own two hands. Having others serve me makes me completely uncomfortable." You smiled briefly, then walked straight towards the hall. As Nicole watched your tall figure disappearing, her heart fluttered inexplicably.
You sat on the chair that Ig normally occupied and smiled at him. "Report to me about the troops under your command."
"Yes." Ig lowered himself onto one knee, his head partially bowed. "Within my domain, there are thirty thousand skeleton troops, more than ten thousand ghouls, and a handful of my clansmen."
"How many clansmen do you have?" Your face retained its steady smile.
"Including myself, a total of thirty people."
