Volu 8, Chapter 5 - The Rose Princess and the White Night King, Part 6
The impregnable city of Garza ― those were the words on everyone’s mind.
They had marched to Garza with the determination that the city would not fall easily. However, the morale of Jotunheim’s army was high after defeating Nidavellir’s army and defeating the hated “elected army” in the first battle. They were capable of taking down any fortress.
They marched with such spirit.
However, they were disciplined not to let their guard down after the initial battle when a raid on the main camp attacked them.
Therefore, the Jotunheim army prepared a large number of siege weapons and rushed to the city of Garza.
However, they were now faced with an incomprehensible situation.
The 30th day of June in the 1026th year of the imperial calendar.
The city of Garza, the headquarters of Nidavellir and renowned for its impregnability, was on fire.
Black smoke rose from everywhere, and angry shouts and screams swirled in the sky, only to be drowned out by the wind. If anyone had served in the war, they would have seen this scene many tis.
Everyone must have thought of the word: looting.
But this was not like a village that was just surrounded by fences. Neither was it a town that was not protected by a wall.
It was the culmination of the work of their predecessors ― the Garza Wall, which had been called impregnable.
“What is going on?”
Liz was overwheld by the high walls, but she imdiately sensed sothing was wrong and beca puzzled. The walls had not been damaged by the attack. Yet the gates that protected the city of Garza were open. The nurous angry shouts and deafening screams that echoed through the air only added to their doubts.
“Princess.”
Skadi has left her own army and ca under Liz. The faces of the soldiers escorting her were sharp and focused. The air of mystery made them more alert.
“What is this all about, Skadi?”
“We don’t know either. In the anti, we have sent several units to check on the situation.”
Skadi’s face told her that there was a possibility that it was a trap, but that didn’t make any sense.
“What about the possibility that Utgarde burned down the city and moved their base of operations?”
Liz asked, and Skadi shook her head.
“Unlikely. No city has better defenses than Garza.”
“It could also be the work of the Principality of Lichtine.”
“The defenses on the border are not as strong as the city of Garza, but a weakened Lichtine today would never be able to take it down. Even if they could, it would take 100,000… or even 200,000 n to take down the city of Garza.”
Then, a horseman ca rushing toward them, a cloud of dust rising from the ground. The red flag on his back was the sign of a ssenger from Jotunheim.
“The advance party has reported in. There are no signs of enemy infiltration in the city, but the people are running amok and repeatedly looting the city.”
“…It’s pretty noisy for that.”
Liz understood what Skadi was trying to say.
The city of Garza is almost exclusively inhabited by dwarves.
The population of Garza must have decreased significantly due to the exclusion of other races who fled the city to escape forced conscription and those who resisted.
The ssenger, who may not have been aware of such a question, answers it.
“It seems that those who fled from various villages have returned to Garza after hearing rumors. They have outnumbered the dwarves, and the looting has increased in intensity.”
All the resentnt that had built up over the years likely exploded all at once. Resentnt is a terrible thing. It makes one lose one’s sense of reason, and one does not hesitate to resort to excessive violence.
Once they calm down, they may feel self-loathing, but if others around them repeat the sa thing, their senses beco numb, and their sense of guilt is pushed into the corner by sympathetic thinking.
“Tsk… I understand that they have a grudge against the dwarves, but if they loot the place, it’s like admitting that they are the sa as the dwarves.”
Skadi gazes at Garza from a distance with her bangs swept back. Her eyes were filled with sadness. Was it because of concern for the people who repeatedly commit violence, or was it because of concern for the dwarves who cannot escape and are subjected to violence?
“I will move the army imdiately. We will stop the riot. And forbid the soldiers from looting.”
After ordering her aides to do so, Skadi gave Liz an apologetic look.
“I’m sorry. The war is over now. You ca all the way here to help us, but I’m sure you won’t be satisfied with an ending that brings sha to our country.”
“No, it won’t. Besides, I’ll help you quell the riots.”
“That would be great. Can I trust you to take care of the humans? If it is the word of the sa race, they might listen to you.”
The riots would soon die down. The opposing Jotunheim army had arrived. Above all, vengeance had been taken. They must flee in haste to avoid punishnt.
The problem was not so much the people as the bandits who were taking advantage of the chaos to loot the city repeatedly.
“What is Utgarde going to do?”
“If he loses the city of Garza, there is nothing more he can do. Even if he did return… it’s doubtful he’d be alive after what he’s done.”
Skadi and Liz headed for the city of Garza, riding side by side.
The closer they got, the more surprised they were at the height of Garza’s defenses.
However, considering the current situation, the walls seed to be re decoration.
“It’s terrible.”
That was Liz’s impression as she followed the Jotunheim army that had gone ahead of them through the gate.
The shards of glass scattered along the streets emitted a dull glow in the sunlight. Blood was flowing between the cobblestones like a stream. The bodies of the dwarves were lying everywhere, all of them showing signs of having been violated. The corpses of other races were also conspicuous.
The stores lining both sides of the street were burned down and empty inside; presumably, their goods had been looted.
It was as if they had wandered into an abandoned city.
Angry shouts are flying from the surroundings — the faint sound of sword fights. Sowhere, a battle between Jotunheim soldiers and bandits may have begun.
“The worst seems to be near the north gate. That is where the mansions of the nobles are concentrated.”
Skadi, who had received the report from her subordinate, pulled her horse up to Liz with a hint of lantation.
“I heard that bandits have taken over the place, and the corpses are piling up.”
“Shall I send so of my soldiers to help?”
“No, they’re the ones who didn’t manage to escape. Most of them escaped as soon as we arrived.”
Liz could see that Skadi was forcing a smile.
Considering the difficulties she would face in the future, she would have to force herself to smile to keep going. Reconstruction will be difficult if the area is so thoroughly destroyed. It will be hard on security and on funding as well. If Jotunheim’s army had let the city fall, there would have been no problem. The Jotunheim army could monopolize the spoils of war, although the soldiers may have gone out of control. However, because they ca too late, there was no property left to confiscate from the nobles, and most of the looted goods were taken out of the city. The reconstruction of the destroyed city would require a huge amount of money. In order to cover this, they had their eyes on the assets accumulated by the influential people of Nidavellir, but their guesses were off. The only other place with any promise was the Utgarde palace.
“……The palace seems to have been looted as well.”
The iron gates were broken down loudly, and the bodies of Nidavellir soldiers were piled up around the periter.
The walls were splattered with a lot of blood, and the palace was also engulfed in white smoke from the flas.
As Liz and Skadi crossed the broken iron gate, a Jotunheim soldier jumped out from the entrance of the palace.
“Skadi-sama, we were searching inside, and we have confird that the treasury is completely unhard.”
“What?”
“The flas were extinguished a short ti ago, so I assu it was not looted.”
“…That’s good news. Tell the n to bring it out and secure the palace periter.”
“Yes, right away.”
The relief in Skadi’s profile was evident as she gave instructions to her aides and soldiers.
However, Liz has her own doubts. Why had the treasures not been taken out?
Why was the treasure intact and only the palace on fire? With a sense of discomfort that didn’t quite add up, Liz stepped inside the palace with Skadi.
“It’s beautiful compared to the outside…”
Strangely enough, there were no scorch marks near the entrance.
However, as they made their way through the hallways, they learned the extent of the fire’s threat.
“It sure is… strange.”
Skadi, who moved her nose, also seed to notice sothing strange.
The flas seed to be spreading around the throne room.
And then――,
“What is this guy…?”
The throne room was filled with burnt corpses. None of the bodies were whole, and all were damaged.
Skadi crouched down in front of a corpse.
“This one has… had his head decapitated. Was he robbed? No. Then why is he still wearing the jewelry?”
And even the treasure was left in the palace. So it is highly unlikely that they were attacked by bandits.
Then there is only one possible explanation ― if the goal was their lives.
Passing by Skadi, who was searching through the bodies and pondering, Liz set out for the throne.
On the way, she noticed a faint residue of spirit ― Liz reached into the void and grabbed it.
It slipped through the gap between her fists and dissolved into the air, vanishing.
For a mont ― and still, she could feel it.
A power that felt like a disaster ― but intense loneliness tightened her chest.
She had felt this power only once before. It was part of the power the young man held in his hands.
“…I see. You were here, huh?”
Liz walked further and found a dead body, bowing low toward the throne.
Judging by the size of the body, it was probably a dwarf. His clothes were burned off, and his skin was reddish-black from the fire. A strange sll wafted through the air, but it was relieved by a breeze coming in through a broken window.
Then Liz noticed sothing, quickened her steps, and closed the distance to the throne at once.
“A lion adorned with gold and silver… necklace of the first emperor, right?”
Picking up the necklace from the throne, Liz once again checked her surroundings.
The room was burning extensively, but there was not a single sign of scorching around the throne.
“…Hiro, what were you doing here?”
No one answered.
The only thing that cos in through the window is a gentle breeze that caresses Liz’s cheeks.
“That guy’s amazing… that this is the only place that isn’t on fire; it’s kind of creepy on the contrary.”
Skadi was stunned, not knowing what it ant, but Liz, who had so idea, could only smile wryly.
There―,
“Skadi-sama! ssenger, it’s a ssenger!”
The ssenger rushed in, looking panicked. Skadi turned her body around, ruffling her hair.
“What is it? You are too noisy. Calm down a little.”
“The Principality of Lichtine is invading near the eastern border of Nidavellir! The Principality of Lichtine is invading!”
Skadi’s eyes widened as she stopped scratching her head.
However, the rigidity was soon broken, and she approached the ssenger with a large step.
“W-why all of a sudden… how about their number!?”
“About 10,000, but they seem to have stopped when they marched to the Zahle River!”
While approaching the ssenger, Skadi’s feet stopped, and she crossed her arms as if scooping up her ample bosom.
“What, the Zahle River?”
Skadi’s question was t with a wide nod from the ssenger.
“The river was damd up by the Nidavellir a long ti ago.”
“There, huh…? damn it, I can only assu they were aiming for it to co under such circumstances.”
Liz called out with a sowhat distant look in her eyes to Skadi’s back as she stomped on the ground.
“He was aiming for it…”
Her heart beats faster. Liz involuntarily puts her hand on her chest.
There was a boy here who was good at all sorts of tricks and deceptions.
A huge fla spread in the back of her mind as she realized the certainty that he was nearby.
Skadi, oblivious to Liz’s state of mind, turned around with a dubious look on her face.
“What did you say?”
“In anticipation of the disappearance of soldiers from Nidavellir… if the leader is gone, there will be no one to ask for a decision. In the anti, he has used the tricks he has devised to cause this chaos.”
It’s nothing short of brilliant. No one knew what brought him here.
However, he managed to bring down the city of Garza, which was said to require 200,000 troops, with just his sche. Even if his thods were inhumane, he had done it.
“He then took advantage of the chaos and attacked and destroyed the city in one fell swoop. That’s what he does best.”
Still, the sweetness remains ― he was taking care that the treasury was not looted, considering that Jotunheim will probably restore Garza in the future.
So, that’s why she wanted to save such a sweet and gentle broken soul of his.
Recalling the promise they made on a distant day ― sweet, sad, and compassionate thoughts tingled deep in Liz’s chest.
Liz gripped the necklace of the first emperor with great strength.
“…Hiro.”
Her eyes fixed on the throne on which Hiro would have been sitting.
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