CH 2

This is a story from another world.

A castle was constructed upon a cliff overlooking the sea.

That place was currently in the midst of a war. Human soldiers are holed up in a castle, but they are attacked by a long-eared race the Elves.

The battle was clearly lost on the human side. While the elves have an army large enough to fill the land, the humans have only a few hundred men.

Even though they are holed up in a solid castle, there is no doubt that they will fall in less than a day at this rate.

“Saint-sama! we can’t hold them any longer! The Elves will break through the east gate!”

“Ugh, hold on just a little longer! It will be finished soon!”

In the central hall of the castle, a beautiful woman known as the Saint answered the screaming messenger soldier.

She was looking at a huge magic circle that was drawn on the floor of the hall.

“The hero summoning magic circle. With this much output, we could probably even summon a great hero to fight off the massive army of elves“

The hero summoning magic.

The revived lost magic, magic that only her, the Saint with great magical power able to perform.

The hope of the human race is brought together and given form. It’s a technique that summons a hero whose name is engraved in legend.

It is one of the few means of counterattack that are left for the human side, which is vastly outnumbered. If a hero with excellent combat abilities appears, he may be able to turn the tide even against this overwhelming disadvantage.

This was their last hope.

“This castle is the last stronghold of this country, and if it were to fall, there would be no place for humankind on this continent. We have to make it work.”

“Saint-sama!, the magic circle to summon the Hero is completed!”

“Gramps, is that true?”

“Oh, this old man makes no mistake! summon him, quickly! this castle will not last any longer!”

The magic circle is complete, then we know what to do.

The King, the Knight, the Sage. With various people watching, the Saint took a deep breath, and then she cast her magic power and activated the magic circle.

The magic circle shining with intense light. Immense magical power swelling up, and the connection with the other world is formed.

“Th-this is…”

“Amazing! with this much magic reaction! the legendary hero of legend must have been summoned, one so great that he could repel the Elves!”

Those who saw it were convinced of the success of the magic.

But despite that── the harsh reality came.

The light subsided, and there was nothing in there. All that remained was a magic circle that had been destroyed to bits by powerful magic.

Despair reigns. A nightmare that no one can put into words.

The hero summoning has failed. The magic circle is also destroyed and cannot be used for summoning again. No, even if the magic circle had remained, it would not have been possible to summon a second time anyway because the Saint’s magical power had been exhausted.

The conclusion to be drawn from this situation is… the destruction of the kingdom.

No, it’s not just that. The entire human population of this continent will be violated by the elves rule.

A reality that makes you want to throw everything away.

But amidst all this, only one man did not lose his composure.

“I did not expect it to have failed. There is no time left to perform the summoning technique again. Hey, guards! Take the Saint-sama and the Sage-dono and escape from this castle!”

“But, King! there is no place to run anymore on this continent!”

“There’s a ship! take the ship and flee to the sea! if we use the secret passage now, we will be able to reach the location of our hidden ship! we must not lose hope in humankind!”

The hero summoning has failed. The downfall of the kingdom and the loss of human rights for humankind. A future where all humans within the continent are slaves to the elves.

That is now an inevitable reality.

But the king had not given up on everything.

“I, the King, will buy you time until the Saint escapes! Hurry up!, my knight, will you keep me company?”

“Yes, of course, our lives are dedicated to the King.”

The old King gave the orders. To the kneeling knight.

The soldiers gave their final salute to their resolve and fled the castle with the Saint.

And then ──

“King! the castle gate has been breached. The elves are rushing in… Gaaaah!”

The door to the great hall is flung open, and the messenger who rushes in is burned to death by fire magic shot from behind.

“Fragile, so fragile, this last stronghold of the inferior race would only take a slight poke and blow away, with the power of the superior race, this Elf-sama”

From behind the fallen soldier, a long-eared race of Elves appears before the King and his men with a grin that is both smug and savage.

Further behind, there are countless elf soldiers. They were all confident of victory and had sneering smiles on their faces.

The elf, who seemed to be the captain, looked around mockingly at the last few remaining troops on the human side, less than a hundred men, and then noticed the remnants of a magic circle drawn on the floor.

“Whoa, what’s up with this magic circle? I think there was supposed to be some kind of big magical reaction, is it the art of the hero summoning? but there is no hero here, the technique seems to have failed! what an appalling display of inferior-race!”

“What then, long ears? don’t get too cocky just because you defeated us, you self-proclaimed superior race! remember, we humans have not yet perished. Hope remains.”

“Are you a sore loser? Well, all right, soldiers, kill the men and rape the women! you cannot have a child between an inferior race and a superior race, Enjoy yourselves!”

The elf soldiers cheer at the outrageous order.

Although the human soldiers fought bravely to the end, they all died in battle, needless to say, the fate of the women.

Thus, the castle fell and the last of humankind’s territory on this continent was lost.

However, as the King said, hope remained.

It was not because the Saint had managed to escape.

The Hero Summoning Technique didn’t fail.

The hero summoning was not simply a technique to summon an individual who was considered a “Hero”.

It was meant to summon the existence of hope for mankind.

On the ocean far east of this continent, a massive magical reaction occurs there. And what appears is an island nation that is unknown to this world.

『Yamato Empire』

This was the moment when the modern country in the game, led by a certain player with various aliases, such as “Bricas”, “Art College Dropout”, and “Führer”, was summoned to this world.