I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

"They didn't let it happen on purpose," he spoke in their defence again, "They intervened and saved a few of us before. They just didn't get time to intercept when these youths died."

"Ok… But stop taking their side like this," I said in warning. It seemed like he forgot those Hectors were here to help us, working for us, not doing us some kind of favour.

"Anyway," I rolled my eyes before adding, "there is a need to send a few teams out to scout for something. I need trusted people, people who can do well in times of distress and chaos, people I can trust like I trust you."

"I have many to choose from," he hurriedly said, "how many do you need?"

"At least fifty," I thought, "better to be a hundred."

"I got thousands…"

"Dummy! I'm asking for trusted people, not just your people!" I slapped him on the shoulder with my left fist. But that hit made him fall to the ground.

"Boss… Easy on me, I'm fragile!"

"You are big and filled with fat," I sighed, "get up! I just hit you with my left hand. My right hand kills people with such a slap, do you want to get a taste of it?"

"No, no boss, no need," he stood up in a hurry that he even felt again. I sighed before adding, "I want people I can trust, leaders and generals, not mere f*cking soldiers!"

"Fine, fine boss… I'll get you one hundred of my best."

"Better to be," I nodded, "or else if anything went wrong, I'll hold you accountable for that!"

"Boss! I didn't do anything wrong!" he pleaded, and I grinned evilly.

"Then make sure to not commit one soon. Now go, find these people for me."

"But… Boss… We…" he looked around in loss, and I sighed again.

"Where are your people?"

"Training back at the mainland," he pointed towards the direction of the camp, "they are getting hellish training there as I heard."

"Ok," I led the chariot back to the land, while noticing the pleading looks over the faces of everyone back at that ship.

These folks… They got used to the spearhead's mighty ability in their fights! They should taste how they really would do on their own. It was better to take the spearhead out for a ride for a couple of hours or so.

I evilly looked at the direction of that fatty spearhead, making him sweat profusely as he said in clear fear:

"Boss… Don't scare me like this!"

"I did nothing."

"But… You were looking at me in such a way."

"I'm just looking."

"Not like this boss, please. I promise to do my best to make you happy."

"As if you dare to not do as such.

"Boss, I… I didn't mean anything, I swear."

"Then shut up, you are too noisy," I looked at the ground down below, "go and bring those hundred here."

"O… Ok…"

I let him descend using the rope. His big belly needed more exercise to get smaller.

I watched him run fast. He first found a few of his forces, then he led them with big shouts and a domineer of a tyrant to run around like monkeys and look for the people he wanted.

I wouldn't judge how he was acting with his boys. I just cared about the result in the end.

In less than half an hour, he returned with a small group of a hundred.

"I got them, boss," he shouted while putting a strong face in front of his boys.

"Let them climb up," I pointed at my rope while looking down at all of them.

As they all got up, with the reluctant look over the face of that fatty, I looked at the one hundred humans here.

They looked really fierce! Not a single one had a clear face, all with scars.

Looking at their boss and these one hundred, I couldn't help but wonder if the spearhead forced them to do this to their faces.

"The mission I want you to carry is very dangerous and risky…"

"Boss, sorry to interrupt but…" the spearhead seemed to grow impatient and wanted to go back to help his team.

I knew he wasn't this kind hearted for the people back there, he was just worried over his girl, over Isabella.

"And this mission might need a general to lead it," I looked at him in such a way, a way to warn him from even making a single sound before I'd finish up what I had to say here.

And like an obedient boy, he nodded and stood without even breathing!

"Anyway, here is the current situation…" I briefed what was going on in front of the spearhead. He was one of my closest subordinates, so it didn't matter if he heard about what was going on or not.

"Damn! Boss! Let us move out now! Let us teach that son of b*tch a lesson!" Once the spearhead got to guess the identity of that bastard behind all this, he shouted in such a way, volunteering to go out and fight these forces.

"Not now…" I was going to slap him on the shoulder again, but I stopped. He was standing with his selected elites. It wasn't wise to treat him like this in front of them.

"You need to move in secrecy, avoid fighting at all costs! If you can't do this simple order, then you can go back now."

"No," the one to shout first was the spearhead. He knew that I threatened him before if his selected people failed in what I wanted. "No boss, they will do it the way you desire."

"Is that true?" I ignored him, looked each and every one of them in the eye. Every single one of them nodded in respect and determination.

If they got to see the spearhead as their lord, then in their eyes I was their god!