Hellmode ~Gamer Who Likes to Speedrun Becomes Peerless in a Parallel World with Obsolete Setting~ Vol. 4 - Chapter 166 - Nest City (1)

Chapter 166 Nest City 1

"I can see the land. I think I see Rosenheim."

"Yeah, we're right on schedule."

I reply to Cecile's voice.

It is now the evening of the 4th day, and we can safely see the land that seems to be the southern tip of Rosenheim.

Sophie is anxiously gazing at the southern tip of Rosenheim through the windowpanes attached to the Magic Ship.

This is because the information we had confird at the Royal Castle did not tell us whether Her Majesty is safe or not.

(Good thing, too. There's no fire in the Nest City.)

The Nest City is the southernmost city of Rosenheim. If a fire has already started here and the smoke is rising, it ans that Rosenheim has completely fallen into the hands of the Demon King's army.

The Magic Ship will soon land at a depot in the Nest City.

When we landed at the landing site, I stepped off the Magic Ship with hundreds of elves.

The elven students began to run, looking around.

So it is true that elves are very protective of their families.

They are probably more worried about the safety of their family than about the war.

They are looking for their parents to see if they have co to the landing site.

However, although there are many elves here, there doesn't seem to be anyone who looks like the parents of the elven students.

Elves are said to value family ties more than any other race. Perhaps that's why they live longer and have fewer children than other races.

The size of Rosenheim is equivalent to about a third of the Central Continent, but the population of elves living here is said to be the sa as the small Latash Kingdom.

(That's a lot of cargo.)

The crates of cargo were cramd into the depot. There were so many that you'd think they'd collected all the cargo from all over Rosenheim.

An elf who appeared to be the commander of the elven army was giving instructions on how to organize the cargo.

If you look closely, you can see so wooden boxes that are partially burnt. They must have escaped the war.

A carriage approached from the side where we had gotten off, and an elf got out of the carriage and ca over to us.

"Welco back, Lady Sophiarone. The Council of Elders would like to see you, please co this way."

"... Elders? Master Allen, the Council has summoned us, so let's go."

Sophie raised her eyebrows for a mont at the word 'Elders'.

Sophie rephrased to as the elf ca down from the carriage and spoke to her.

We all get into the carriage following her.

"What about the students?"

We have left behind the elven students who ca with us.

"No problem. I've already given them instructions on the eting place."

As the elf said this, everyone gasped as we passed through the arrival and departure areas.

The reason for our collective gasp being the scenery of the city from the window of the carriage.

"... Oh, my God."

Cecile exclaid.

The area had beco like a field hospital.

The elves are desperately trying to heal the injured elves. A number of crying children's voices echoed in the air.

(How far does it go? The city is full of wounded and refugees. There are over a million refugees alone.)

I am checking the entire Nest City from above using ten E-rank Bird summons.

In my mind, the war has already begun.

Now that the Demon King's army has taken over 70% of the territory and is advancing further, I don't know how much ti is left for Rosenheim.

The more ti we waste, the more damage we will suffer. We can't waste any more ti.

Probably a million elves have already died in this invasion.

Once I have a complete picture of the city, I will move directly to the front lines to check the situation.

The Nest City is quite large, as it is a key point in the south with a large bay. The Eagle catches sight of the streets filled with elves.

The city is full of injured and refugees, many of whom are injured, including those who are not in buildings but are being treated on the street, and those who are missing limbs.

(So couldn't recover anymore, so didn't receive healing service since there were too many seriously injured people.)

The fact that there are so many seriously injured and wounded in Rosenheim, where many are said to be able to use Recovery Magic, seems to indicate the fierceness of the situation on the front lines.

Everyone in the carriage was shocked to see the battlefield so vividly.

As it was, the carriage stopped in front of a large wooden building in the middle of the city.

As Sophie got off the carriage, the area began to buzz. The people of the city seed to have noticed the Princess' return.

So of them began to worship her with their hands. They realized the magnitude of Sophie's presence, who is said to be the next Queen.

"Co on, Master Allen, this way. Formar, where are the Elders?"

"I'll look into it right away."

Sophie, knowing the devastation of the city, stoutly gave instructions to Formar. Sophie also seed to share my thought that ti is running out.

Formar returned soon.

He led the way, and we went into the back of the building.

"This way," he said, and behind the open door sat a dozen wizened elves. {Wizened ans shriveled or wrinkled with age}

"Oh, Lady Sophiarone. I'm glad you're back."

As we were ushered into what looked like a large conference room, one of the wizened elves shouted with delight.

But Sophie looked around the large conference room.

"Where is Her Majesty?"

"Huh?"

"Where?"

"I'm sorry, Lady Sophierone. We asked her to evacuate as well."

"So she's still fighting on the front lines?"

"Yes."

Then Sophie was furious about the situation.

"Why are you here without Her Majesty the Queen?"

The wizened elves shuddered at the fierceness of her words.

"I'm sorry, too. Lady Sophiarone."

(Is she angry that the Council evacuated while the Queen did not?)

Rosenheim has a Queen, but it also has a parliantary system. The 12-mber Council of Elders decides on matters pertaining to the administration of the state, but the Queen has the right to veto any decisions made by the Council.

In the absence of the Queen, Sophie was furious that there were all 12 Elders here without missing a single person. One of the Elders desperately tried to quiet Sophie down.

"So, what happened to Her Majesty?"

"Her Majesty is currently fighting in Tiamo."

(I've heard of Tiamo. It's one of the larger cities. Is that our current frontline?)

I rembered what I had learned in class about it being one of the larger cities north of Nest.

If 70% of the northern part of Rosenheim is occupied, it's not hard to see why it's the front line.

"So she's still alive?"

"Oh... yes."

The Elder slurred his words.

"What is it? Answer ."

"According to our estimates, Tiamo only has a few days left."

The Elders replied with regret. He said that the current frontline will fall in a few days.

In addition to the Elders of the Council, there are other elves here who are considered high-ranking commanders and Generals.

A map was spread out on a large table, and they seed to be discussing what to do about the situation, which was about to be attacked and destroyed.

Sophie looked at the elf, who appeared to be a General from his armor, and asked if it was true that the city would fall in a few days.

The wounded General closed his eyes and lowered his head.

(Was this General also badly injured and forced to evacuate? Well, it looks like we don't have much ti, and Sophie said we can do whatever we want. I'm an outsider, but since I've been called in, I'll intervene.)

"So the only people here are refugees who escaped the war and wounded soldiers who retreated from the battlefield. And that the city on the front lines will fall in a few days, and that the Queen in that city is in danger."

I summarized the conversation and the situation in the city as confird by my E-rank Bird summons.

"What?"

When I, who was watching from the side, spoke up, everyone looked at him.

"Who is he and what is he doing here?"

"He is the savior that the Spirit King Rosen prophesied. He has co to save Rosenheim."

Sophie seed to have finally cald down when I entered the conversation.

"Such a boy is the Spirit King's ..."

The General, who had lost one of his arms, looked at quizzically.

Allen doesn't look strong after all.

Allen and his party arrived at Nest, a city in Rosenheim that had been invaded.

What awaited them were tens of thousands of wounded soldiers and refugees who could not fight.

(Well, now that I know what's going on, I need to start taking action.)

"My na is Allen."

As a matter of course, Allen introduced himself to the wounded General and the wizened elves.