I AM THE KING
CHAPTER 8. THE FIRST BATTLE [6]

While Roan stabbed the attacking goblin, the Head Goblin beheaded from various spears and swordsmen.

Cweeeeeee!

The terrifying screams that even robbed the fighting force of the battlefield.

And then, the soldiers who attacked to avenge their comrades without hesitation; began to fall back.

The head of the Goblin calmly walked forward with confidence upon seeing them.

honey!

The scream that implied such a human was not even suitable.

The double blade of the Goblin Head split the air.

“Ugh!”

A narrow-eyed warrior closed his eyes, as he looked at the sword slicing towards him.

At that time he experienced the certainty of death.

But then, clashing sounds exploded near his ears.

The clash!

At the same time an urgent voice came out from the edge of the towering embrace of death.

"Fall to the back!"

The narrow-eyed soldier slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly in front of him.

The owner of the voice was a spearman with a childish face.

That was Roan.

“Hoo.”

The soldier retreated with relief, as if he was rushing back to the safe line while at the same time excited he had just survived.

After which, space was made between Roan to swing his spear, he put on a somewhat suspicious smile.

“A long time ago. Already 20 years.”

Chwee.

The head of the Goblin wrinkled its face and shouted.

'true. There's no way for you to remember me.'

Roan grinned and attacked.

The tip of his spear moved to pierce through the bastard's chest.

honey!

The scoffing scream, as if it was making fun of him.

It swung its double blade lightly and smoothly repelled its spear.

The clash!

'Kugh. His strength is certainly superior.'

Roan clenched his teeth tightly due to the difference in strength transmitted to his hands.

If such tension is prolonged, the results are not so favorable to me.

'With my current condition, I can only exchange a few blows.'

But even so, the reason he attacked with confidence.

'I'll show you one deadly attack.'

Many spear skills in his memory.

However, he could not use all of them.

The strongest spear skill that only he could use right now.

'Three attitudes that Pierce taught me.'

Pierce's Spearmanship originated after he was taught by Reil Baker, and was created for the upcoming battles they faced together.

Since they were fighting an ordinary army, it was still powerful, even if it did not consist of mana.

'I only had one chance. More than that is hard for me.'

Thinking about the state of his palms, the strength of his grip, and his physical strength, he could only perform this stance once.

"I have to find the perfect opportunity."

Roan's spear shook and sliced through the air.

honey!

The head of the Goblin showed an annoyed expression towards the spear that was swinging towards him nonstop.

It raised its double blade so high to try and cut its spear.

The body of the Goblin Head that was exposed for a moment.

'Now!'

Roan gripped even harder and forcefully pulled back his spear.

Died already.

The pain from his palm tore up.

However, Roan's movements did not falter.

A fight!

The spear that was pulled back to his waist, pierced towards the body of the Goblin Head.

honey!

It became puzzled for a moment, but he snorted mockingly while quickly attacking with his two swords.

Swung.

Just before the two blades met the spear.

the rope!

The stiff spear was bent like a snake.

At the same time, the spear rose into the sky.

A fight!

The spear veered past the two blades and shot towards the goblin's neck.

The chwee?

The Goblin's head opened its eyes in shock at the spear bending in an impossible angle.

Stab!

Roan's spear tip pierced through the goblin's neck.

Gr.

The choking growl of the fallen Goblin Head.

Roan pulled the tip of the spear in his throat and frowned.

“Kuh.”

A painful voice sounded.

Messy.

His skin peels while the blood pours.

His limp palm could not stand Pierce's fierce and powerful spear skills.

"It's a real mess."

Of course, in his previous life, he could not execute it more than five times in a row.

No, even using it five times made his entire body ache.

It was a skill that put a lot of pressure on your body, but it was also much more effective.

"Gee."

Roan looked at the slumped Head Goblin on the ground and smiled.

Not a bad harvest for my first battle.

Seeing the huge hole in his throat, he grew even more admiring of Pierce's talent.

'For a form made in the middle of idle rest to be this much.'

It was at this moment that he admired the difference in abilities.

The form he barely took after having his palms torn apart, Pierce executed it without spitting out a single drop of sweat.

'In this life I will definitely close the distance between us.'

Roan steeled himself while regaining his determination once more, and after beheading the Goblin Head, he raised it high into the sky.

“Spearman Roan of the 13th Army! I cut the neck of the Head of Goblin!”

A loud voice.

Even if he did not do that, the soldiers who witnessed their fight raised their weapons and shouted.

“Waaaaaa!”

"Well! Bawl! Bawl! Bawl!"

The atmosphere of the battlefield changed in an instant.

The goblins who lost their Chief, did not know what to do.

Their morale was extremely low, falling to the ground, this spreading between them caused a shift in search of a way to escape.

While on the other hand, the morale of the soldiers from the Rose Army soared sky-high.

Slicing! Cut it!

honey! Grrs!

On the attack from the Rose Army, the goblins fell without resisting.

After Roan tied the head of the Goblin Head to his waist, he returned to the 13th squad.

"You motherfucker! How can you escape as you please! ”

Tane yelled at him as if he was waiting for him.

However, there was also a faint smile on his face.

It was because he witnessed the scene of Roan stabbing the neck of the Goblin Head.

Roan slouched.

“Seeing my allies fall, I just attacked myself. I'm sorry."

Tane wanted to say one more thing, but in the end shook her head.

"Other times be careful."

"Yes." Yeah."

Roan lowered his head and fell backwards.

The battle is over.

The goblins could not even attack to the place where the 13th army was formed.

Roan took out some bandages while looking at the battle.

“You want me to help?”

A soldier who had just enlisted like him, who had white skin and big eyes asked with a busy face.

Roan lent him a bandage, as he had just arrived on time.

"Thank you."

“Why, with this much.”

The white-skinned and big-eyed soldier hugged the spear with his armpits and bandaged it.

He bandaged it meticulously, Roan thinking that he would soon be able to hold the spear again.

'He's quite familiar ......'

He's very familiar.

The feeling that he forgot something important.

Roan tried to remember who the man in front of him was.

However, the new enlisted warrior who survived in his past life was only Pierce and himself.

Therefore, he could not remember the other newcomers.

'But why is he so familiar?'

Roan who was silent in his mind.

Then, the bandage ends.

At that moment, his huge fingers were caught in Roan's eyes.

"Aah!"

Roan let out a low cry.

"Huh? What the hell's going on? Is the bandage a bit painful?”

He asked because he was surprised.

"He's identical."

Roan's eyes were shaking.

A person's silhouette passed vaguely through his eyes.

'This person is the oppa of that person.' [E/N: oppa \= sister]

A woman's face meets her entire supervision.

Roan shook his head and just put on an awkward look.

He smiled brightly as he extended his hand.

"It's okay. Thank ye. Glen.”

The white-skinned and big-eyed soldier was named Glenn.

He remembered.

Who is this man, and who is his sister.