I’m Taking Revenge for My Murdered Classmates Using Weapons Made from Their Souls
“That little one has quite a useful skill, doesn’t he?”
I was alone with Charlotte inside the wall that Shinji had built for us.
Even if I wanted to leave, my body refused to move. It was probably due to Tsukasa’s command.
“The ‘General’ skill. Having a good commander is enough to turn the tide of battle.”
Charlotte’s right. Since Tsukasa took over, the odds seemed to be stacked in our favor.
He made sure to distribute members so people could take turns resting and using their skills, and his commands allowed them to suppress the goblins efficiently.
“Hey. Can we really go home after this war?”
“Of course. I never lie.”
Charlotte replied with a smile. As if I could trust her.
At the same time, I also knew that we had no choice but to obey her.
I should use this time to do what I can. I thought hard about what I could do as the only person without a skill.
I took out our itinerary from my bag and flipped to the class roster at the very back.
Student number 1 (male), Yuichi Ando.
I took out a pen and wrote his skill below his name.
“Hmm? What are you doing? You don’t need to do that, you know. That little one knows everyone’s skill.”
I know. Still, this was better than doing nothing.
I ignored Charlotte and began writing down all the skills I knew of at the moment.
Student number 2 (male), Ryo Izumi.
As I wrote that down, I realized once more that I was the only one unable to contribute to the class.
“I’ve met many Saviors in the past, but you’re the first person to not receive a skill.”
“Of course. I’m the one who sent you those texts describing your skills.”
So she had been aware when she winked at me.
“Why am I the only one without a skill?”
“I don’t know. This has never happened before. It’s possible that your skill might awaken by chance. Better not count on it, though. You might as well be proud of the fact that you don’t have a skill.”
Charlotte made a half-hearted attempt to cheer me up.
Not wanting to talk anymore, I resumed my task of writing down my classmates’ skills.
Student number 3 (male), Daigo Oyama.
“Oh, what futile and earnest efforts! How touching! I’ll be cheering for you, dear.”
I feel like punching her. Correction, I will punch her someday.
“How many goblins left, Corporal Ando?”
“Yes, sir! We’ve almost annihilated the remaining eight, sir.”
“I’m impressed that everyone’s still alive. I was expecting at least half of you to die.”
Our intense battle with the goblins came to an end with no casualties on our side.
Although I was unable to help, I was the first to cry out in joy.