133 – Calamity Wave 1

A small change in someone sometimes changes too much.

And, such changes often become a decisive factor in making someone’s choice change again.

The chain of events that started like that is not only individuals, but also cities and countries. Furthermore, even the flow of the continent can be reversed.

It all started with one person, but…

As a result… it brought about a huge change to the entire world.

*

“It is said that he has just arrived from the Franz Kingdom with an army of 50,000.”

“hahahaha. so much? You’re pretty firm about what you did or don’t ally with the Turk Empire just a few months ago? As expected… that’s why I can’t trust the bastards of the church at all.”

“I understand that now is not the time to be laughing, right?”

Looking at her mother who is still full of composure while listening to the most serious report, she…

Elios Noshelat Dragona spoke with frustration.

Even at this moment, the great army of the Church forces is gathering in the border area of Hungary and the Kingdom of Poland.

40,000, including hundreds of mages from the Kalmar Union.

50,000 knights from Franz Kingdom participated in the battle.

And, Hungary and Poland sent 20,000 each, plus thousands of soldiers from small countries like Schwyz and hundreds of Paladins from the Holy See.

It was an enormous army that could be said to be the greatest ever in terms of scale. In addition, the quality of the troops was incomparable to the rogue troops that Sakiel had gathered as an army, and they were literally trained for war and could be said to be an elite army with rich experience in combat.

Such a formidable army now,

While holding up the banner of a holy war, they were preparing to destroy the Drago Empire, and Elios was feeling as if a fire had fallen on his feet.

Contrary to Elios’ concerns, however, for some reason, Emperor Roseveta was not showing any signs of agitation.

The order to assemble the army was given down, but that was all.

Without hastily contacting the Turkic Empire or giving any special orders, she was just leisurely drinking tea and reading.

“Are you really going to let go like this? If we keep going like this, they might really devour the Dragona Empire! If you don’t intend to fight, at least give an evacuation order…”

-Tup!-

At Elios’ words, Emperor Roseveta closed the book he was reading.

Then, in a voice that was still very comfortable, she spoke to her beloved daughter.

“There is no need for that, dear. It’s not something that can be solved by rushing anyway, and on the contrary, it can cause harm that you don’t want to suffer.”

“..what does that mean?”

Emperor Roseveta, who speaks incomprehensible words.

Regarding this, Elios felt a deep doubt, but at the same time, he began to feel a strange premonition as well.

As someone who knew the existence of a mother better than anyone else, I knew that she was never the type to talk empty words.

Occasionally, there were cases that made the viewer feel frustrated, but apart from that, there were few cases where she stepped up and failed to succeed.

‘They say he believes in something… what the hell is that?’

From Elios’ point of view, he’s just curious, but at the same time, since the matter is the matter, he can’t easily eat his mind comfortably, no matter how much his mother says.

It was at that time when Princess White Dragon was nervous, feeling such deep anxiety.

“your majesty!”

A woman hurriedly opens the door and enters.

However, at first glance, she resembled a human and had a pair of large wings attached to her back.

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Not an ordinary human, but a Siren, a type of demon.

Resembling a human woman, but possessing racial characteristics recognizable by the wings on her back and her feet resembling birds, she hurriedly handed over a piece of paper she had brought.

After accepting it right away, Emperor Roseveta confirmed the contents.

Immediately after that, a deep smile began to bloom on her lips, which had been calm all along.

“As planned..”

*

Commander-in-Chief Gerard, who is on the front line under the command of King Mohij, the monarch of Hungary.

Currently, under his command, there are 8,000 soldiers belonging to the Black Legion, and 12,000 troops combining militia and mercenaries. There were a total of 20,000 troops.

It would have been nice if he had brought the power of the Black Legion with him. As the enemies do not know when and where to strike, they are left behind for defense.

In any case, 20,000 was not a small enough number, and above all, 50,000 elite soldiers from Franz and paladins from the Vatican were also deployed next to their camp.

‘A large army of about 80,000 if you add all of this together.. With this amount and this level of elite troops, it would be possible to defeat the Drago Empire.’

The Kingdom of Hungary, which had been fighting hard alone until now, received only lukewarm support from the Holy Empire.

However, unlike then, the fact that an ally was right next to him like this now was a reassuring thing for Gerard.

Of course, since they did not simply participate in the war with a sense of mission, you shouldn’t completely trust them, but at least you could have some trust in fighting together under the same banner.

‘Now, after a few more weeks of troop inspection, we will begin the advance. If that happens, we will be able to flatten the nose of the arrogant Dragona Empire and let the Turk Empire know about our fears.’

With that thought in mind, Gerard inspects the munitions that are being transported endlessly even at this moment.

From weapons and food such as basic spears and knives to gunpowder and shells.

Gerard was well aware of whose pockets they came from, which would have been costly even if you estimated them.

‘His Majesty the Emperor of the Holy Empire… but after all, they all came from him. Bahamut Fernandez. I never thought I would receive His favor again in this way..’

It was Bahamut who was remembered as a benefactor not only of Gerard but also of Hungary as a whole, having already received great help in saving Hungary the other day.

And, the fact that such a person went out to save Hungary again… no, even the entire continent was enough to make his already high reputation and respect even stronger.

‘Even to repay his grace, I will definitely win. It is to show the power of the Lord to the world and regain the glory of Hungary again!’

Gerard, who was determined to do so once again.

at that time..

“F.. Commander! Commander Gerard!”

“What is it? so urgently.”

“That… that… it’s… big… it’s a big deal!”

An adjutant who urgently delivers a message.

So, Gerard took a look at the contents.

Shortly thereafter, his face began to take on a look of surprise and concern.

“Is this… is this… is this real?”

“Yes! That… That’s right, Commander-in-Chief! It is said to be a clearly confirmed fact!”

“Damn it… Follow me right now! I have to go to the camp of the Franz kingdom army.”

“Ah.. I see, General!”

Immediately after that, Gerard hurriedly begins to move.

At this moment, his face was more anxious than when he heard the news of the tens of thousands of Sakiel troops.

‘The Turk Empire.. they can’t go this far..’

*

Red waves filling the meadow.

Watching it from afar, the faces of the skirmishers infiltrating the Turkic Empire became more and more contemplative.

“Um… how much is that?”

“Even if I can’t do it.. 150,000.. it seems to be more than that..”

“Not to mention ordinary soldiers… About 20% of the demons that can be seen… And are those shamans over there? The number alone is well within the thousands… maybe well over 10,000..”

A procession of a large army with no end in sight.

And there are demons in the form of non-human monsters that can be seen everywhere.

A siren in the form of a winged woman flying through the sky.

Beowulf is a creature that has the appearance of a combination of a wolf and a human.

A lizard fork resembling a giant bipedal reptile, etc…

All of them are beings that can easily overwhelm humans in terms of pure combat power.

And even countless numbers of shamans marching with crystal balls and lamps that can be seen everywhere.

The scouts began to feel chills running down their spines as they watched the great army of the Turks, whose shape could never be called an ordinary human army.

However, more than the movement of a large army boasting such overwhelming majesty.

There was something else that firmly caught the scouts’ eyes.

A striking, gigantic carriage located at the heart of this formidable faction.

It is under the strict escort of thousands of wand-wielding witches and mages.

It was not difficult for the scouts to know what the chariot, pulled by red wild dogs the size of bulls, symbolized.

“Stop… I can’t believe that’s…”

“Damn… there’s no time to hesitate! This is an emergency!”

“You have to call me right away! The monarch of the Turkic Empire… Padishah Shreman himself came out to his parents!”