A quarter down

"T-- This... this…." Fugon started to stutter after Robin's words, it seemed as if all the words he knew had escaped from his throat.

Sending a tenth of this great army to *protect* his lands in his absence? He basically submitted to Robin to prevent that damn army from entering his land in the first place!!

And what exactly will that army do during a war that could take years? Will it just sit on the border? impossible!

They will control the strongholds of the tribe, they will deal with their lands as their own, and they may... And they may deal with their women as theirs as well!!

Fugon started waving his hand in panic, "No, no, no, that wouldn't work. Never mind what I said earlier, I'll keep my whole army here with you, no need to send any legions to protect my tribe's lands. Thank you very much."

"Hmm? Didn't you say that Tree Father Descartes would invade you if you didn't come back?" Robin raised his eyebrows slightly and asked