Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

"Haah...!?"

Emperor Célia von Alsline jumped out of bed in a fierce cold like ice thrown into her spine.

I don't know what happened. However, the body wearing the negligee was viscous and sweaty, and the thin fabric was sticking to the skin and the slender body line emerged into the darkness at night.

Ceilia woke up to a building in the aristocracy of the Kingdom of Zain. It is a room in a house owned by Raydol.

"What? What the hell is going on...?

Unspoken fear and anxiety. Holding his fiercely heartbeating heart with his hand, Celia reached out to the love sword that was standing beside the bed.

"Huh? Clausholus?

So I finally noticed.

Klausolus, the sword of thunder, is a sword of love and a reliable partner. The sword is pulsating.

As soon as I took it, I sprinkled a pale spark from my sheath to illuminate the darkness. The vigilant reaction seemed to be as if a beast in front of the outer enemy was groaning.

"What's the matter... what are you so vigilant about?

Célia asks Claus.

This Holy Sword had a similar reaction to Reidor when he was once opposed to him at Fort Brain. Nevertheless, we have never been so hostile.

Feeling the presence of an unfamiliar enemy, Seelia squeezed the sword.

"Emergency (EMERGENCY)! Is it happening, Seelia!?"

"Yikes! See, Namilia!?"

The only maid working in this mansion jumped into the room without knocking. He was Namilia, who was the heart of Raydol and an extraordinary magician.

Namilia, who has become quite close to her in the past few months of communal life, wears a very fancy black underwear and a semi-transparent baby doll. Apart from seducing men, clothing that seemed useless was so irritating that even Seelia of the same sex blushed.

"Hey... what are you wearing!?"

"It's a duel gear for the master! It's more urgent than that, so please change quickly!

"Eh... do you know what's going on!? What the hell..."

"I don't have time to explain! Get dressed now and get out of here!

Namilia ran up to the bed and hit Negrije in Seilia. Seelia hurriedly clasped her chest to defend herself from releasing herself.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't take them off!

"This is an emergency! Now, strip!

"Su, the strip... hey, don't take it off because you're getting dressed properly! Namilia doesn't even look like a weird underwear!

"Mm... that's so rude! Made to Fight!

"Eh!?"

When Namilia spins, she turns from a naughty underwear to a maid's clothes.

"Fufufufu, a true maid has mastered early dressing in order not to show his skin to men other than his master! Come on, Celia!

"Hey, wait a minute!? I can't get dressed that fast!

"Please stand in 40 seconds. I'm getting out of here right now!

"Mh, you can't! Hyahn!?"

Seilia was finally robbed of Negrije and stared at Namilia with tears. But that doesn't scare the maid, and then he puts his hands on the sweaty bra and pants.

"Come on, let's help you get dressed!

"Hey, hey! Where are you touching... ahn!?"

"Mmm... your milk is growing more than when you first started living in my house. Are you going to seduce your husband with this?

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaa!

While being touched by your chest, buttocks, and everywhere, you can be dressed up as an adventurer in easy-to-move clothing. After finishing her early clothes while she was being sexually harassed, Seelia held the sword with her breath constantly.

"Ugh... now then, don't go to your wife."

"Now, let's leave the Mansion! I will leave King's Landing for now!

"Uh-huh... but what about Meltina?

In addition to Ceilia and Namilia, there is another person living in this mansion.

Mertina Marcel, daughter of Prime Minister Rockwood Marcel and recently the "dog" of Namilia, who is in charge of a bargain with nobility.

"If it were Meltina, we'd be leaving the Mansion already."

"Eh... where the hell are you...?

"It's a little use. It's a good job for a dog."

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Seelia left the mansion unanswered and was pulled out of the way by Namilia.

What the hell is going on in King's Landing? Unknown sense of crisis. I can clearly feel the existence of someone I don't know well, but I can't imagine who it is.

I tried to ask Namilia what she was going to do... and the next moment, there was a roar behind her.

"Haah!?"

Ugh!

Something like a meteorite crashed over my head. It fell, relentlessly destroying the mansion where the two of us were just now and transforming it into a mountain of gallequins.

Even though it was only a few months ago, the house I was sleeping in was destroyed in an instant without trace. In a very abrupt development, Celia shook her shoulders with her eyes wide open.

"Is this where the bandits are? Is Raydol here with all those who want my throne?

"Are you....."

The man who stood on the wreckage of the Mansion was also familiar to Ceilia.

"Why? Why are you doing this... King Granard!

To King Zayn Granard, a man who emerged from above with a shining sword, Célia pokes at the tip of Clausholus.

I have no idea what happened. But when I saw Grannard, I was convinced.

This must be the man Clausorous was so wary of.

The man standing on top of the gallequin is a natural enemy that must be defeated for himself, the holder of the Holy Sword.