"...It's over..."
The mopping up of the remaining enemies was finished, and first aid for the seriously injured was also finished. With this, the number of casualties would not increase any further—All that's left now was to slowly cast healing magic on them again until they were completely healed. There were casualties, but that was inevitable. Considering such a large battle, the casualties were still low. All they could do was satisfy those who had died with the honor of having protected this world and the generous support given to their families. It was unavoidable, it couldn't be helped.
"I wonder if the monsters also came to this new land with hope in their hearts, just like the immigrants... To the invaders, the ferocious race that attacked them (us) may have appeared as 'monsters'..." (Mile)
Mile muttered something like that quietly.
What were the people thinking and what decisions did they make during the previous invasion?—But, in this world, there was no one who would say things like, "Even our enemies have the right to live!" or "If we talk, we can understand each other!" or launch an anti-war movement against monsters. For now, defeat the enemies that come your way. Compassion was a luxury of the heart that was only afforded to the strong.
The monsters that came here last time and settled there were much weaker than the monsters that were here now. Maybe they had weakened since coming here? On the other hand, the harsh conditions in the other world must had continued for a long time. It seemed like they couldn't survive there unless they were strong...
"I wonder if all the Scavengers who went into space were wiped out..." (Mile)
Mile murmured sadly as she looked up at the sky. No matter how much of a "created being" they were, they were those who worshiped her as the Administrator and followed her instructions not to attack intelligent beings without reason. And since Mile was originally Japanese, she believed that everything had a soul. For tools that had been used for a long time and with great care—and, of course, for robots...
Sparkle
"……huh?" (Mile)
Mile saw something shining in the sky.
"...Hmmm?" (Mile)
Then the number of glowing dots increased one by one, and they gradually grew larger.
[It's a ballute. It seems that the Scavengers use it to enter the atmosphere, you see. Apparently, the satellite's impact was remotely controlled, and they managed to survive.] (Nano)
"Huh!" (Mile)
Mile was surprised by the Nanomachines's happy-sounding news.
The word "ballute[1]" was a combination of "balloon" and "parachute." It was a bag-shaped deceleration device that deployed using gas and other substances and was stronger than a normal parachute at high speed. This was not something that was thought up in a certain robot anime, but was a technology that had actually been used on Earth for over 60 years. If they had had the time and materials they could have chosen a safer method, but time was prioritized and they chose this primitive method. This was the result of prioritizing the speedy completion of the mission over one's own safety...
Then, after the ballutes had descended a certain distance, white umbrellas opened one after another and moved away from the ballutes. Presumably, the final stage would involve landing by parachute rather than by ballute. Was this to cushion the impact when landing, or was it because a parachute made it easier to control where the drone would land, or was there some other reason? Anyway, Mile had no knowledge whatsoever of ballute landings, but she did understand what a parachute was—This meant that the Scavengers would be able to return safely to the surface.
"...Aha. Ahahahahaha!" (Mile)
First aid had been administered to the seriously injured who were near death, but there were still people who were injured and lying on the ground. And there were also those who died in battle who would never rise again. Would it be inappropriate to laugh at such a thing?
No, but those who survived were laughing all around. In that case, Mile would be forgiven for laughing and rejoicing that the people had survived. Giving thanks and respect to the dead. And those who survived expressed their gratitude to God and joy for life...
...In the end, the only unique species that spread and established itself in this world during this invasion was the Horned Rabbit. Horned rabbits were not monsters that would attack travelers on the road, and as long as you're not careless, they're not the kind of people that would easily kill a human one-on-one, even a woman or child. And best of all, their meat and fur were useful. They were ideal prey for the village children and novice hunters to earn a daily living, so an increase in their numbers was very much welcomed. Besides, since they were originally weak monsters, even if they were a slightly stronger new species, it wasn't a big problem. Therefore, they were not targeted for annihilation from the beginning and were deliberately ignored.
From then on, Mile and the other magicians devoted themselves to healing the injured. Since it had come to the point where she was the Angel-sama, she didn't hold back and restored the missing parts. Of course, if the missing part was missing and could be simply "glued back together", it would take several days to even several tens of days to fully restore it, but that didn't mean that Mile had to be by their side all the time during that time. All she had to do was instruct the Nanomachiness to do so.
The missing of a part of the body would affect the person for the rest of their life. Losing job or having daily life would become difficult. Mile had no intention of distorting the lives of such brave people for the small reason of hiding his abilities, so she, along with Marcella's group—the Wonder Trio—,Pauline, and Mariette, took on most of the seriously injured. Of course, she would not tolerate a woman being left with a scar on her face. Some of the men said they wanted it to be "a badge of honor" and asked that they be left with a scar and that the pain be erased, so she tried to meet their requests as much as possible, but...
And everyone except those waiting to be healed had already gone home. The numbers were so huge that the support system was completely unable to keep up. Water was transported by wagon from the nearest water source, but food—and toilets—were major problems. With so many people, there was no firewood or cooking equipment to cook with, and due to issues of shelf life and portability, the only option was to distribute ready-to-eat rations for travelers, and even then it was simply impossible to suddenly prepare three meals a day for tens or hundreds of thousands of people.
...And an even bigger problem was the toilet—or rather, defecation. If this many people were to defecate in that area randomly, it would become too crowded to walk around in just a day. There was no choice but to have them disband as soon as possible.
Farmers and merchants apparently provided food at cost, without making a profit, but those who joined the volunteer army would have had food every day even if they had not joined. Therefore, there should not have been an extreme food shortage, but due to the sudden concentration of people, the distribution of supplies was disrupted and the situation seemed to be quite severe. With barely enough to eat even one meal a day, they had no choice but to continue walking to the town where they lived.
……It's okay. Humans could survive for about two to three weeks with just water.
Translation Note
[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ballute