This Necromancer Wants to Capture the Hearts of Deceased Beautiful Girls v2c101

Chapter 101: Haina’s Mother

As expected, the Restoration Army’s soldiers were ecstatic, their morale boosted by the presence of such powerful allies.

Ninth-tier Dou Warriors, while not unheard of, were incredibly rare. Most resided in the Eastern or Western Empires. Few chose to remain in smaller kingdoms. The compensation was far less generous, and the burden of responsibility, the expectation to act as the nation’s protector, was immense, a weight not everyone could bear.

The Ossi Kingdom had no ninth-tier warriors. The kingdom lacked the resources to train one, and its small population limited the chances of a naturally gifted individual emerging.

But now, everything had changed. Leona had proven her strength, and their beloved Princess Givia had confirmed her ninth-tier status. Having such a powerful warrior on their side meant a significant advantage in battle, bolstering the people’s faith in Givia and their chances of victory.

These soldiers, although trained for war, didn’t desire conflict. Their ultimate goal was peace. The arrival of a powerful ally, someone who could hasten the war’s end, filled them with hope and excitement.

After Givia’s inspection of the troops, which yielded satisfactory results, dusk began to settle. She led Abyss and his companions back to town.

“I must return to headquarters, have dinner, review the reports, and issue some commands. I’ll have to excuse myself,” Givia said, smiling at Abyss. “Thank you for demonstrating your abilities before my soldiers. It will surely inspire them.”

“We’ll continue to assist you when the war begins,” Abyss said. “I have no special requests, Your Highness. Just prioritize your safety. Don’t give the Lord of Nightmares an opportunity to exploit your vulnerability.”

“And please, Your Highness, remember to rest. If I were you, after an entire afternoon of inspecting troops, I would collapse into bed,” Rebecca said, her concern for Givia evident. Of course, as an undead, she didn’t experience fatigue.

“I will,” Givia said, bowing before returning to her headquarters, escorted by her guards.

Alva and Haina remained with Abyss and his companions. Although they were part of the princess’s Royal Guard, Alva’s injuries prevented her from resuming her duties, and Haina was still too young and inexperienced to protect Givia. She was only fourteen years old.

“I must return to the barracks. I left my troops in the care of others while accompanying Her Highness this afternoon,” Alva said, watching Givia depart.

“You must be tired after spending the entire afternoon with the princess. Please rest after consuming your potion tonight. It will aid your recovery,” Rebecca said, her voice gentle.

“Of course. I’m more eager than anyone to return to Her Highness’s side and protect her,” Alva said, nodding, then turned to Haina. “Haina, why don’t you stay in town tonight?”

“Huh?” Haina asked, confused.

“Your mother is here. You should spend some time with her,” Alva said, her gaze softening. “She traveled a long way to see you. Don’t neglect her. You can stay with her for a few days. I’ll make arrangements at the barracks.”

“Really?” Haina asked, her voice filled with surprise. “Thank you, Captain!”

“You’re welcome. I wish I could show my mother the same devotion, but she’s already gone. So I hope you’ll cherish your time with your mother. Don’t make the same mistake I did,” Alva said, her eyes filled with a hint of sadness.

“I will,” Haina said solemnly.

“Alright, I’ll leave you now. Take this money and have dinner with your mother in town,” Alva said, handing Haina some coins, then turned to leave.

“Will you be sleeping with your mother tonight? Is her room cramped?” Flora asked gently. “If you need to, you can stay with us. I’ll request a larger room at the guesthouse.”

“Really? Thank you, Sister Flora!” Haina exclaimed, bowing gratefully.

“Actually, why don’t you bring your mother here, and we can all have dinner together? We haven’t eaten yet,” Leona suggested. “It would be more fun as a group. If your mother doesn’t mind the noise, that is.”

Leona’s suggestion wasn’t unfounded. Although she didn’t understand Ossi and hadn’t visited the kingdom before, she had read about their culture in travelogues and novels. The Ossi people enjoyed gatherings, feasting and drinking together, the more the merrier.

“Really? Would that be alright?” Haina asked, her voice filled with surprise and gratitude. “If my mother knew I had made so many friends, she would be overjoyed!”

“Of course. Let’s invite your mother,” Abyss said, nodding. Unlike Leona, whose motivation was primarily culinary, he was genuinely hungry. And he was curious about Haina’s mother, the elderly woman who had crossed the border alone, and wanted to know why she had made such an arduous journey.

Delighted by their invitation, Haina led them to the inn where her mother was staying. According to Haina, she had been resting since arriving that morning and should have recovered by now. She would likely appreciate a meal and some company.

Haina entered the room, and a few minutes later, she emerged with an elderly woman, her back slightly hunched, her right arm missing, but her steps still steady.

What intrigued Abyss was the thick scarf wrapped around her face, covering even the eye on the side of her missing arm. Except for her left hand, not an inch of her skin was visible. She seemed shrouded in mystery.

“Mother, these are the heroes I told you about, the ones who are friends with Princess Givia. They’re incredibly powerful. They’ve invited us to have dinner with them!” Haina said excitedly.

“It’s an honor to meet you, heroes. My name is Cassandra. Thank you for your invitation,” the old woman said, bowing respectfully. She spoke Common Tongue, but her accent was thick.

Hearing her voice, Abyss felt a strange sense of familiarity, a nagging feeling that he had encountered her before, although he couldn’t place it…

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