Conquering in the Floating Isalnd

Time continued to pass on the Floating Island and one month passed by in a flash.

"Master, we have successfully conquered the three small tribes around our city."

Snow and the remaining two re-cultivated spirit beasts replied to Ajax with an exciting smile on their faces.

"How many of them surrendered?"

Ajax was arranging some ingredients in his room as he asked his contracted spirit beasts.

"Unlike the Primordial Orcs, no one from those three small tribes surrendered, master. Therefore, we don't have any choice other than killing them."

Raweth replied in a calm tone.

Not only Raweth, but even Snow and Sparrow were also calm as though killing everyone from the three small tribes was nothing in their eyes.

"Sir Ajax, they were not humanoid beings like us; instead, they were driven purely by their madness to kill everyone who was not from their race."