Necromancer 62

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62. Departure for the Neighboring Kingdom

"I can see three figures behind Shigure-kun,"

Nayuka said.

It was one of her [Precognition].

This time, I asked her to glimpse into the future of the battles ahead.

However, it seems the vision she saw was quite hazy and unclear.

Still, among the fragments, one image stood out distinctly, and that was what she just described.

"Three figures behind me... Does that mean they’re allies?"

"I’m not sure. But they didn’t seem hostile. It felt more like they were following you."

"Hmm... Could it mean new servants?"

"Yes. At the very least, they didn’t resemble any of the servants you currently control,"

Nayuka explained.

"Then, is this Precognition about gaining three new servants?"

Well, increasing our forces is definitely a good thing.

The content of this [Precognition] seemed to be a positive one for me.

However—there was one thing that concerned me.

Among my current 'servants' are classmates—or rather, former classmates.

If I am to gain three new servants in the near future.

It’s possible that some of them might be classmates who will die in the battles to come.

Someone from my class might die in the upcoming fights.

The day of departure arrived.

This time, we were heading to the neighboring Zagani Principality as reinforcements.

A squad of the Demon King’s army had overwhelmed the Zagani regular forces and was advancing close to the royal capital.

To counter them, I and a select group of members were sent, just like last time.

"Be careful, Shigure-kun."

Nayuka saw me off as I prepared to leave.

As a non-combatant, she was once again staying behind.

"I’ll be back."

I said with a smile.

Then, Nayuka tightly gripped my hand.

"I wish... I could fight too."

Her eyes were brimming with tears.

"Nayuka...?"

"Lately, I’ve been thinking about it more and more. Just standing here and seeing you off feels so frustrating."

"Nayuka, you have your own role to play. Leave the fighting to me."

I smiled again.

“Leave the fighting to me”

...That’s not something the old me would have ever said.

Feeling a slight shock at my own words, I realized once again that I was now at the center of the hero’s forces.

I had no choice but to accept it.

In truth, I don’t like fighting.

I feel fear and anxiety.

But—even so, I have no choice but to do it.