Goblin King: My Innate Skill Is OP

”First off, Zarah, you’d be the clan’s Combat Commander.”

For a moment, genuine shock crossed her face. She placed a hand lightly against her chest as if making sure I was actually referring to her. Then asked:

”Me?”

”Yes You,” I said with a nod. ”You’d be responsible for organizing the squads, coordinating the fighters, and establishing battlefield structure. Your job would be to form balanced groups, direct movement during battles, reorganize formations when things start falling apart, and call retreats when necessary to prevent unnecessary losses.”

I paused briefly before continuing.

”Your role would become especially important during the King’s Games, so prepare yourself properly for it.”

Zarah still didn’t respond immediately.

She simply stared at me, clearly caught off guard by the amount of responsibility I had just placed on her shoulders.

And, I understood why.

This wasn’t some symbolic title. I was effectively placing the clan’s combat structure in her hands.

But despite that, there really wasn’t anyone else better suited for the role.

More than strength, trust mattered here. And there was no one in the clan I trusted more than Zarah.

Narg would’ve been the obvious alternative on paper.

In many ways, he was even more qualified.

He was intelligent, experienced, disciplined, and capable of making difficult decisions without hesitation.

But Narg lacked something important. Warmth.

Under his leadership, the pressure on the goblins beneath him would gradually increase until fear became the main thing holding the structure together, and while fear could create obedience, it wasn’t always good for morale.

If a squad under Zarah struggled, she’d try to stabilize them, understand the problem, and adjust accordingly. Narg, on the other hand, would most likely view the weakness itself as the problem.

Beyond that, he wasn’t really suited for the communication aspect of the role either. A combat commander needed to constantly reposition groups, coordinate support between units, adapt strategies mid-battle, relay information quickly, and maintain awareness of everything happening across the battlefield at once.

Narg was too isolated for that. Too self-contained.

And then there was his most dangerous trait. The same trait that also made him one of my most valuable subordinates.

He didn’t trust easily.

Even now, after everything Gork had done for the clan, Narg still doubted him to some extent. Which, honestly, wasn’t a bad thing.

If anything, it balanced out one of my own flaws, because I was aware that, compared to him, I tended to trust far more easily than I probably should.

But in a position like this, where coordination and adaptation with others mattered constantly, that level of guardedness could become an obstacle.

Zarah was different.

She adapted to people far faster than I expected, and more importantly, she rarely panicked during conflicts. Even with all the newcomers entering the clan lately, she had adjusted surprisingly well. Honestly, I originally thought she’d react badly to outsiders joining us, especially former enemies.

Instead, she proved me wrong.

She welcomed them because she trusted my judgment completely.

And that was exactly the kind of commander I wanted leading the clan’s offense.

Why not someone like Dribb?

Well... because Dribb was Dribb.

He was strong, fearless, and the type who could completely overwhelm enemies through sheer aggression alone, but that same aggression also made him reckless. More often than not, his first instinct was to charge forward and force the situation through brute strength.

And as for strategy? Yeah... no.

I trusted Dribb to break enemy lines, not organize them.

Caius, on the other hand, was honestly ideal for a leadership position like this. Too ideal.

And that was precisely the problem.

He was intelligent, composed, highly observant, and naturally influential. Even when he wasn’t trying to lead, people around him instinctively listened whenever he spoke. Combined with his experience and foresight abilities, he was probably the most strategically capable goblin in the room, besides maybe Narg in certain situations.

But trust was the problem.

Caius was still new to the clan. Not long ago, he had been an enemy standing against us, and while the oath would prevent him from betraying the clan, handing him direct command over the clan’s fighters this early would’ve made too many uneasy. Including me. Especially me.

So instead, I gave him a role that still made use of his strengths without placing the clan’s military structure entirely in his hands.

I shifted my attention toward him.

”Assisting you closely would be Caius. He’d serve as the clan’s Strategic Advisor.”

A few eyes immediately turned toward Caius after that.

”You’d handle tactical planning before raids, hunts, expeditions, and larger operations. Intelligence gathering would also fall under your responsibility, including scout coordination, patrol reports, territorial mapping, and monitoring nearby threats.”

Caius listened quietly before giving a small nod.

”Alright, Chief.”

I chose that role for Caius not only because of his experience as a former chief, but also because of his innate skill, [Foresight].

An ability like that was too valuable to waste.

Even if it wasn’t perfect, it still allowed him to sense dangerous outcomes, identify unstable situations before they escalated, and read the general flow of battles and decisions ahead of time. In large-scale operations, that kind of advantage could massively reduce unnecessary risks if used properly.

Especially during expeditions into unknown territory or conflicts where a single mistake could collapse an entire formation.

Which made him the perfect choice to oversee intelligence and strategy.

In simple terms...Caius would act as the brain behind operations. Zarah would handle the execution.

And honestly, the two of them balanced each other surprisingly well.

Zarah was adaptable, dependable, and trusted by the clan, while Caius possessed the experience and foresight needed to guide larger decisions from behind the scenes.

From the faint smile on Caius’ face, it was obvious he was pleased with the position.

I shifted my attention elsewhere.

”As for Doro, you’d be the Infrastructure Leader.”

Doro immediately straightened slightly at the title.

There honestly wasn’t much explanation needed there.

Between wall construction, terrain shaping, expansion projects, tunnels, reinforced structures, and future clan development, nobody else was even remotely suited for the role besides him. His skill line practically made him built for it.

The walls surrounding the clan alone were proof of that.

”And Bundi...”

I looked toward him.

”You’d be the clan’s...