Taking over...

Shane was about to complain to Uncle Lars but his uncle merely wished him good luck before he abruptly ended the call.

'YOU!!!' he wanted to punch his uncle, even though it wouldn't hurt him, as he glared at the young man next to him.

"You heard your Marshall, right??" Seeing the black-haired youth in front of him, the young man's eyes trembled in fear, as he involuntarily stepped back.

'Why did I have to meet such a big-shot on my first beast-tide as a troop-leader? How can someone be as unlucky as I am?'

However, even though he complained inwardly, he hesitantly answered.

"Yes, I heard Marshall Kriez… " before he announced with a loud voice, supported with a little bit of mana.

"The young man next to me will take charge of the whole unit. Everyone who disregards his order will have to face severe military punishment!"