Pushover Extra Trains the Villainesses

Chapter 133: Calamity I

A small change in someone sometimes changes too much. 

Such changes often become a decisive factor in altering a person’s choices. The chain of events that began in this manner did not only affect individuals, but also cities, countries, and even the flow of the continent.

It all started with one person, but… as a result, it brought about a significant transformation for the entire world.

***

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

“Hahahaha. So much? They’re quite firm about what you did or didn’t do with the Tarkic Empire just a few months ago? As expected… that’s why I can’t trust the b*stards of the church at all.”

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

Looking at her mother, who was still composed while listening to the serious report, Elios Noshelat Dragona spoke with frustration. 

Even at this moment, the great army of the Church forces was gathering in the border area of Hangury and the Kingdom of Roland. 

40,000 strong, including hundreds of mages from the Kalmar Alliance. 50,000 knights from the Roland Kingdom participated in the battle. Hungary and Roland sent 20,000 each, plus thousands of soldiers from small countries like Schwyz and hundreds of Paladins from the Holy Church. It was an enormous army, the greatest ever in terms of scale. Moreover, the quality of the troops was incomparable to the rogue troops that the Sakiel Knights had gathered. They were literally trained for war and could be considered an elite army with rich combat experience.

Such a formidable army, while holding up the banner of a holy war, was preparing to destroy the Dragona Empire. Elios felt as if a fire had fallen on her feet. 

Contrary to Elios’ concerns, however, Empress Roseveta was not showing any signs of agitation. The order to assemble the army had been given, but that was all. Without hastily contacting the Tarkic Empire or giving any special orders, she was just leisurely drinking tea and reading.

“Are you really going to let it go like this? If we continue 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, Empress Roseveta closed the book she was reading. Then, in a voice that was still very calm, 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?”

Empress Roseveta spoke in incomprehensible terms. 

Elios felt a deep doubt, but at the same time, she began to sense a strange premonition. As someone who knew her mother better than anyone else, she understood that she was never the type to speak empty words. Occasionally, there were cases that made the observer feel frustrated, but apart from that, there were few instances where she stepped up and failed to succeed.

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

From Elios’ point of view, she was just curious, but at the same time, since the matter was serious, she couldn’t easily ease her mind, no matter how much her mother said. 

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

“Your Majesty!”

A woman hurriedly opened the door and entered. At first glance, she resembled a human but had a pair of large wings attached to her back. Not an ordinary human, but a Harpy, a type of demon. Resembling a human woman, but with recognizable racial characteristics such as the wings on her back and feet resembling birds, she hurriedly handed over a piece of paper she had brought.

After accepting it right away, Empress Roseveta confirmed the contents. Immediately, a deep smile began to bloom on her lips, which had been calm all along.

“Just as planned…”

***

General Gerard, who was on the front line under the command of King Mohichi, the monarch of Hangury, currently commanded 8,000 soldiers belonging to the Black Legion, and 12,000 troops combining militia and mercenaries, totaling 20,000 troops.

It would have been ideal if he had brought the full power of the Black Legion with him. However, since the enemies could strike at any time and from any direction, they were left behind for defense. In any case, 20,000 was not a small number, and above all, 50,000 elite soldiers from Roland and paladins from the Holy Church 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 should be possible to defeat the Dragona Empire.’

The Kingdom of Hangury, which had been fighting hard alone until now, had received only lukewarm support from the Holy Empire. However, unlike before, the presence of an ally right next to them was reassuring for Gerard. Of course, since they did not simply participate in the war out of a sense of mission, they shouldn’t be completely trusted, but at least there was some confidence 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 show the Tarkic Empire our strength.’

With that thought in mind, Gerard inspected the munitions 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 these supplies came from, which would have been costly even if estimated. 

‘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 Hangury as a whole, having already provided great help in saving Hangury previously. And the fact that such a person went out to save Hangury again… no, even the entire continent, was enough to strengthen his already high reputation and respect.

‘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 Hangury once more!’

Gerard, determined to do so once again, was interrupted by an urgent message.

“G… General! General Gerard!”

“What is it? So urgent.”

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

An adjutant urgently delivered the message. 

Gerard took a look at the contents. Shortly thereafter, his face began to show surprise and concern.

“Is this… is this… is this real?”

“Yes! That… That’s right, General! It is said to be a clearly confirmed fact!”

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

“Ah… I see, General!”

Immediately after that, Gerard hurriedly began to move. At this moment, his face was more anxious than when he had heard the news of the tens of thousands of Sakiel Knights troops.

‘The Tarkic Empire… they can’t go this far…’

***

Red waves filled the meadow. 

Watching from afar, the faces of the skirmishers infiltrating the Tarkic Empire became increasingly 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 were demons in the form of non-human monsters everywhere. A Harpy in the form of a winged woman flew through the sky. Werewulf was a creature with the appearance of a combination of a wolf and a human. A lizard fork resembled a giant bipedal reptile, and so on. All of them were beings that could easily overwhelm humans in terms of pure combat power.

And even countless shamans marched with crystal balls and lamps that could be seen everywhere. The scouts began to feel chills running down their spines as they watched the great army of the Tarkic Empire, whose shape could never be called an ordinary human army.

However, more than the movement of such an overwhelmingly majestic large army, there was something else that firmly caught the scouts’ eyes. 

A striking, gigantic carriage located at the heart of this formidable faction. It was 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 fierce red dogs the size of bulls.

“No way… I can’t believe it. That’s…”

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

“You have to call them immediately! The monarch of the Tarkic Empire… Padishah Shreman himself has come out to the battlefield!”

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