Chapter 175: To Battle
"Lord Hal?" Hal responded in a confused manner, scratching his head. "Aren’t we comrades? Just Boss Hal will do."
Isolde’s brows raised at the suggestion, slightly amused.
’Well, it’s his platoon...’ mused the headmistress.
Meanwhile, the platoon members had varying reactions, mostly a mix of disbelief and delight.
Thank the gods that Hal Fennec, the Chaos Magna Prospect, wasn’t as arrogant as they believed all youngsters of such status would be.
At least based on this one interaction...
"T-Then, Boss Hal, will you lead us to greatness? I want to be a general in the army, Sir!" suddenly blurted a tall and bald young man with a massive, toned frame.
The guy seemed to be the very definition of "muscle-brained."
"Oh? I like you. What’s your name?" Hal rubbed his chin with his index finger and thumb, smiling.
"I’m Rocky, Sir!"
"Rocky... Damn, even your name is..." Hal mumbled the first part, then continued in a normal voice, "Well, it’s good to have goals. I’ll try to lead you to the highest rank I can, but I can’t promise you the position of general. You must be inte— uhh, you must be able to lead an army. You’re probably going to have to study a lot to become one, not just be strong enough."
"Basically, you’re too dumb to be one, is what Lord Hal is saying," chimed a bespectacled, bowl-cut-haired, short young man as he adjusted his glasses.