"Let me introduce myself. My name is Bark Hunter, and I'm from the Ruth Kingdom." The man scratched his head and said with a smile.
Bark said as he stood up and shook hands with Sherman.
This guy was quite strong. He was a warrior with some strength.
Bark was tall and strong. He was about two meters tall when he stood up.
He had bronze skin and muscles all over his body. He stood there like a small mountain.
This duke looked a little special, different from the ordinary duke.
Sherman was a marquis. He had seen countless aristocrats since he was a child.
Usually, the aristocrats all were proud of their identity and always maintained the so-called elegance.
Most of them practiced magic, hoping to be elegant and powerful.
There weren't many noble warriors. On one hand, they didn't think warriors looked so beautiful, and on the other hand, warrior practice was even harder. Many people couldn't bear it.