—Is the West finished?
A grand council was convened over the unprecedented situation.
It had been thrown together in great haste by cycling through every mage they could mobilize.
—Only three cities have disappeared. How does that mean the West is finished?
—To begin with, the fall of those three cities has yet to be confirmed. They may simply be in no condition to contact anyone. It would be better not to make definitive statements.
—Oh… I’m not so sure. Now that even the Grand Temple has gone silent, I think assuming that no news is good news is far too optimistic.
Because the meeting had been assembled in such haste, relatively few people were being projected through the magic.
Not every city possessed a Magic Tower, and even among those that did, there were not many cities capable of immediately producing the resources required for real-time illusion transmission.
—We don’t have time, so let us not waste it on pointless conjecture. The information I have received thus far is that contact has been lost with the Grand Temple and the nearby cities of Corsata, Mernes, and Santero, while Enkuman and Mardelphia have both sent distress signals.
—So it wasn’t only three cities that were attacked…….
—Additionally… Ah, another report has just arrived.
—What is it?
—…Mardelphia has fallen. The damage is beyond recovery, and they are currently evacuating survivors to other cities. This information itself was also delivered through the testimony of survivors who reached another city.
—And Enkuman?
—There’s been no word, but I doubt its circumstances differ greatly from Mardelphia’s.
In that sense, being able to hear all of their conversation was probably fortunate.
No, considering that it only left me with a pointless sense of indebtedness, perhaps it wasn’t necessarily fortunate.
I folded my arms behind the consideration the Young…