I AM THE KING

CHAPTERS 20. GHOST OF THE BATTLEFIELD [6]

That's too much for Roan.

“Commander Richard's Team. Even though you are from Special Forces, isn't this too much?”

The one who stiffly raised his voice was Gale.

“Gale Team Commander. Are you really mad at me?”

The low voice was full of determination.

Gale coughed and smacked his lips.

“Ehem. Anyway, we can't give you Roan.”

Hearing those words, Richard shook his head as if the matter was confusing to him.

“It looks like you didn't realize how incredible Roan's spearmanship is. Roan's skill level could not be wasted in a normal squad, especially as a low-ranking spearman.”

Hope filled his eyes.

'It's amazing for such a skill to be displayed from an 18-year-old beginner. If he was polished well, he might even become a person as strong as Reil Baker.'

If you are an Army Commander leading an Army, it is human nature to want the best weapons available.

Then, Gale who was hesitating, suddenly shouted.

"Who, who's a low-ranking spearman?"

Richard frowned.

“I'm talking about Roan. I know that he is just an ordinary spearman with no set position.”

Hearing his words, Gale grinned as he shook his head.

“Where's that story from? There are benefits that Roan has already gathered, and since he has also provided many solutions, I plan to give him the position of Commander of the Forces. ”

At that moment, it was clear to Richard, but Roan along with the Rose Army who was also listening on the sidelines, looked on with a shocked expression.

'Squad Commander? Already?'

Roan felt his heart thump.

It was true that he had amassed quite a lot of services with the incident of the Goblin Robbers, Slave Merchants and also in this surprise attack, but even so he was still an 18-year-old novice spearman who had just completed his recruitment training.

"Team Commander-Tr-Team!"

The voices of the officers were urgent.

Gale looked at them as if ordering them to shut up.

"Are you crazy?"

Richard asked back in a calm voice.

Even if he had his advantages and excellent skills, it was still an exaggeration to appoint an 18-year-old novice as the commander of the troops.

'Because leading your subordinates is not only done with skill.'

The commander of the Army leads 20 plus soldiers.

Therefore, leadership is needed to be able to lead squad members to the battlefield with experience.

So it was hard to expect that from Roan who had just experienced the battlefield two or three times.

But of course, this was Richard's belief.

In fact, Roan was an experienced warrior who had been exploring the battlefield for 20 years.

'Even if I said it, no one would believe me. By the way…….'

Roan smiled bitterly and started to remember.

'The first time I was Commander of the Army……….Is it 15 years from now?'

Promotion is too late.

His friends at that time, at least had become aides or commanders of the troops.

Or they have retired soon, and returned to their hometowns to farm.

Roan was the only one who floated on the battlefield as an ordinary soldier.

'But to become a squad commander so quickly .......'

A feeling of confusion, yet filled with excitement.

Then, Gale's voice sounded.

“I'm not crazy. I plan to add one more squad with this opportunity.”

"And how are you going to fill out the squad members?"

“There are squads who suffered heavy losses in this battle.”

Hearing Gale's reply, Richard frowned.

"Are you saying; that you are willing to gather squad members from other squads to form new ones?

"Yes! You can see that the newly formed 42nd Squad, will consist of the unionized troops.”

Unobstructed reply.

Richard looked into Gale's eyes fixedly.

'It looks like you don't want him taken.'

In the end, he sighed and shook his head.

"If you're willing to rise to that point, I'll back off."

Richard looked at Roan.

"If you need help, come and find me anytime."

Roan lowered his head instead of answering.

Richard moved his legs and when he saw the desperate aides, he shook his head.

"You will also experience it very difficult."

Words that cannot be understood.

But the aides slightly lowered their heads, as if they had understood enough already.

As Richard walked out, Keniss; who had the most ferocious temper, stood out to try to hold Gale.

“Team Commander. I think the 18-year-old Army Commander seat for beginners – is too much. ”

The other aides also stood up.

"That's fine. Why don't you give him the Senior seat for the 13th Squad? ”

"Or raise his salary should also be good enough."

But Gale did not plan to back down.

"I will definitely keep the words I say."

He looked at the adjutants with fierce eyes.

“I have no plans to change my words. Keniss, Jack and the Lecturer, proceed to the other squads and bring some squad members. The lieutenant for the 42nd Army was Roan. ”

Gale directed his gaze towards Roan.

"Sheel. You can do well, right?”

Hearing those words, Roan slightly lowered his head.

"I can do it well."

He is not saying that he will try his best, or will work hard.

"Will do it well."

This situation required those words now, and he was confident as well.

Gale nodded with a satisfied expression.

Then, Roan raised his head and after glancing at the cold attendant, he spoke in a low voice.

“Eh but....”.

As his words became hesitant, Gale made a mark with his eyes as if it was okay to speak.

Roan laughed awkwardly and continued to talk.

*****

Austin is a 28-year-old hot-blooded man who has been roaming the battlefield for 8 years.

Even though his spearmanship was formless, he possessed such incredible strength that he managed to give small rewards time and time again.

'good. If I keep this, in one more year I will be promoted to squad commander.'

When he was resting daydreaming.

“Austin. This is a transfer order.”

The transfer order was distributed to the entire Rose Army all of a sudden.

'Maybe! Already got the promotion of the Commander of the Army?'

If it wasn't for that, there would be no reason for him to move the squad.

Hope makes his chest go up and down.

But the reality that falls is waste water.

'To serve this novice as the commander of my squad?'

His face kept wrinkling.

And this isn't just Austin's mind.

'Berdevan. I stepped on the dirt.'

'To serve a novice who has just completed his training as a squad commander.'

'Aren't we just going to die because of the commander of this rookie squad?'

On the faces of the soldiers; anger, aggravation, anger and finally disappointment could be seen.

'Yes. I understand you.'

Roan looked at the faces of these soldiers and smiled.

Because he would also be upset if asked to serve an 18-year-old novice as squad commander.

He took a deep breath and looked into the eyes of the soldiers closely.

“You all must have complaints. And you may not be able to understand it.”

Childish voice.

The soldiers' faces grew increasingly wrinkled.

Roan did not become distracted and continued to speak.

"I won't talk long."

He raised ten fingers.

“Ten day only. Just trust me for ten days and follow me. If possible, you still don't like me after ten days, I'll get you back to your original squad.

Only then did the soldiers' faces loosen.

'Ten days.......'

'So I just have to hang on for ten days, right?'

They had to act recklessly until then.

Then, behind the desperate soldiers, a loud answer could be heard.

"Understood!"

The owners of those voices were none other than Pierce and Glenn.

They were the soldiers Roan wanted to take.

Roan turned around and laughed out loud.

'Rest well tonight. Because you won't be able to think clearly from tomorrow.'

The corner of his mouth was raised with a bad nature.

*****

A group of people entered the camp.

The worn out armor was wet with bloodstains.

“Huk. Huk.”

The chest that was shaking violently.

Yet their eyes were fierce and their steps were impressive.

The soldiers who were resting near them started to whisper.

"It's Ghost Troops."

"They said that they did it this time too?"

“Lettan there it is the Ghost of the Battlefield. It was the Battlefield Ghost.”

“He's really amazing. Amazing, I'll tell you! ”

"They say the Ghost Army wiped out three monster nests in just ten days."

The soldiers of the group received gazes from the other soldiers and marched towards the deeper parts of the camp.

Then, a generous voice sounded.

“Oh! Battlefield Ghosts!”

The man who approached while shaking hands was Pete.

The man walking in front of the group smiled brightly and bowed.

"Mr Pete."

A good greeting.

At once Pete shook his body and hands with a big gesture.

“Ahh. Commander Roan, please speak to me calmly. ”

What a funny voice.

Roan grinned and shook his head.

"Stop making fun of me."

“Ehem. That's because it's funny.”

Pete smiled brightly and scratched his chin.

He looked at the people behind Roan and exclaimed in astonishment.

“Roan Team Commander. You did it today?”

Hearing those words, Roan looked back.

Sharp eyes and impressive demeanor.

They were the soldiers who ten days ago put on faces full of annoyance and anger.

The newly formed 42nd Squad.

Now, the 42nd Army is referred to as the Ghost Army.

"Yes. We met some goblins.”

“You met them? You didn't move to find them?”

Roan simply smiled brightly instead of answering.

Pete has a funny expression.

"Roan Squad Commander, your nickname is Battlefield Ghost, Ghost."

He hit Roan on the shoulder and continued talking.

“Because you guessed where the monster was, and where the monster nest was. That's why you're a ghost. ”

Hearing his words, Roan smiled bitterly.

'Lucky I'm not the Divine Teller of the Battlefield.'