‘Ah… should I have just kept my mouth shut…? I think I should have just kept my mouth shut…’ Carell thought when he realized that he was screwed. After all, he wasn’t really confident in commanding a battalion in Siegfried’s place.

“Y-Your Majesty…”

“What?”

“Would you kindly rethink your decision? I’m not confident about commanding the battalion in your place no matter how many times I think about it, Your Majesty…”

“You did just fine as a squad leader, so what’s the problem now?”

“A battalion is several times bigger than a squad…”

“Does it matter? It’s not like I’m asking you to lead a regiment or a division.”

“Still…”

“Do you want to get locked up for refusing orders?” Siegfried threatened before grumbling, “How can a man complain so much? Just do it, will you…”

“I’m just worried that my mistake would cause the entire battalion to—”

“Then so be it. Just let the battalion get annihilated; what’s the problem?”

“P-Pardon…? Is that even an option…?”

“Eighty percent of our battalion is composed of Adventurers anyways, so they will just come back to life once they die. What’s the problem, then? You just have to take care of the officers and soldiers or just outright exclude them from the mission.”

“S-So there was that option!” Carell exclaimed. He looked like he was struck by an epiphany.

“Don’t be a wuss,” Siegfried smirked before saying, “Carell.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“I believe in you.”

“…!”

“You have the ability, punk. Don’t be scared. Have some faith in yourself, got that?”

“Y-Yes, Your Majesty!”

“Then, I’ll leave...