Of course he would be conflicted about this. We didn't meet and get to know each other on friendly terms. He was a servant serving a lord who just told him he was going to smash his race forces and kill his people.
Putting that aside, he was a treasure trove in my eyes. I witnessed how Hectors revolutionised my training grounds, training great forces in such a brutal way.
So what would such a race bring to my forces? Hopefully a much more brutal and more effective way of training.
I watched Oglak go down there. In less than ten minutes, everyone knelt and bowed, taking me as their lord.
They still believed too much in Oglak. That was expected. But gradually I'd change that.
I stole a gaze at old Gan. He was busy taking out a suit off one of the dead bodies, gaining him too many eyes of hatred.