"It was me, I killed him!"
George's hand, holding the gun, couldn't stop trembling, and the barrel was still slightly warm.
It was said that this battle had received high attention from the kingdom's lords, even under the eyes of His Majesty himself, so naturally, no one dared to snatch this credit.
The looks from the Great Goblins and Tieflings around George were filled with envy and even jealousy. Their eyes were red, full of regret, wishing they could devour the human alive.
"Damn it..."
"It was him."
"That lucky bastard, just wait and see."
But this was only in their thoughts, otherwise, the whipping from the Supervising Officer would make them understand what absolute military discipline was.
One should know that this was an Earl from the Boske Family, the commander of the Allied Forces. Such a significant achievement was enough to earn a title, and it was stolen by a mere human right in front of them.
"Hahaha, I.... I killed him."
