Conroy muttered a gratitude to his mate under his breath—thanks to her hard work and dedication, his men were now drilled in the art of swordplay and could easily battle and win against a human. He would definitely have a talk with the man after.

　　“Damn the goddess!” the crowd roared. Conroy resisted the urge to flinch. Ages ago, it would have been considered blasphemous to speak of the Goddess that way. But Conroy was in support of their words as things ...