Winter Wars (Part 3)

                                    

                                          
(Thoughts)
"Talking"
[Class or skill] = [Time or Place] = [Magic items]
「Spell」
(Au: I do not own the pictures and the original overlord novel, just the plot and the OCs :)). If there are any corrections or words that should not be there or corrected comment please Thanks and enjoy reading. It is not proofread so advance apologies and if it get bad response then I will rewrite it thanks again)
'10002 words'
(Warning: the scenes can be inappropriate and a bit brutal.
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[Upper Water Month (1st Month) 23th day, 15:30]
[Ostiassau Capital Ihrasil]
The Capital City is celebrating for days because the archbishops and priests announced that they are winning but the thing is none of their relatives or loved ones come back to the capital even one conscript paladin. Now women and girls are forced to be a paladin because of the lack of men in the capital, they are already sent to the near fortress cities and the first batch of women paladins are to be sent there also. 
The lack of food and other necessities is starting to starve many people and because of this many protests in the streets and even in churches where the priests try to calm down all of them. The winter storm that is brewing up to the west coast of the Soturian just worsen the citizen's conditions of lack of necessities.
This crisis forced the Archbishops of the nation to send messengers with paladin legions to the Pinait kingdom, requesting aid on basic necessities because the agricultural and merchant cities are first attacked by their enemy and the main military fortresses on the east border. This caused a huge blow to the military morale and many flee, even moving to Yovaria Empire or to the Ancient Empire of Abnu which was now a loyal ally of their enemy, the Sorcerer Celestial Empire.
In one of the main plazas of the city, many are rioting on the streets, breaking every window of the closed stores and getting every loot they can get because the whole population is starving, the prices are rising and their loved ones are nowhere to be found. 
"Give us the truth!! Where are they?!"
"Give me back my son!!"
"Are we even winning!?"
Thousands of people are in front of the royal palace or the royal cathedral. It is a fifty-story white castle that has ten towers coated in shades of gold and blue. A giant wall separating outside and inside where it has a beautiful garden, but now the condition of it is a slowly withering garden because of lack of personnel, they are sent after all to the frontlines. Now in the meeting chambers of the Archibisops, the uproar of these officials never rest as the enemy is coming here, fast.
"We need to leave! They are coming! Our scouts said that they will arrive here tomorrow"
"Yes, we need to leave. We can create a rebellion inside that god forsaken empire-"
None are heard after that, just the sound dropping of blood in a pool of blood in the whole meeting chambers. Chunks of meat and bones drop from the ceiling and the scene is just pure gruesome. One of the Archbishop who is not headless or all parts of the body decorating the room exhaustedly sigh and is seen standing
"You are always messy when dealing with things noh?" He brush the tiny shattered bone on his robe and look at the one who did it
"They are idiots Nyar." He is covered in blood and meat but just pay it no heed