Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

"Nh...! How am I supposed to take this down?

Running vertically and horizontally at the speed of light, Grannard struck one after the other. Célia roared with remorse at the shaken blade.

Grannard's sword is beyond visible speed. Célia also waves Clausholas and responds with lightning, but does not glimpse into a painful attack.

Seelia also has the ability to travel instantly with lightning, but her moves cannot be combined. I couldn't believe Grannard was running around endlessly at the same speed.

"Good luck, Celia! Look with the eyes of your heart!

"Simply put....! You can't do that all of a sudden!

He hurried back to the scene, shouting at Namilia's irresponsible support. The next moment, the slash that shines in front of you passes. For a moment, if evasion had been slow, they would have been slaughtered.

"Ugh...! Watch out...!

If you stop, you'll just be slashed. Célia moves around to survive as long as she can, and figures out a way to get through the scene.

(How can I defeat such a fast opponent...! How did Dad do it?

Célia recalled a time when she had a mock fight with her father.

With the Blaze of Lightning, Cecilia is faster than Zacharius, the holder of the Blaze.

But, strangely enough, there was no attempt to beat my father no matter how many times he fought.

It's not just my father. Even Seelia's lightning speed did not work, even for her belly brother, who was chosen by the Holy Sword of Ice. Both of them were attacking as if they had previewed Célia's movements, setting a painful counter.

(There's something between us that I don't have....! Hmm, what the hell am I supposed to do!

"Hahahahaha! It's dull, dull! Empire princess! Kuhaha, ahahahahahahahaha!

"Keep up the good work...! It's so annoying...!

Grannard shows up and disappears without stopping his feet, and then shows up and disappears, and then comes the sword after sword.

A picturesque defense on the other hand. I am avoiding fatal injuries now, but it is only a matter of time before I take a deep hand.

"Is that...?

Then a question arose in Cecilia's mind.

I'm still at my fingertips without having to bear the brunt. Why are we avoiding it?

(He's as fast as me... maybe even faster than me. And why can't you hit me?

Célia flew intuitively to the right. Grannard passed the left side and managed to escape the slash again.

"Ah... I see."

Célia forgot the situation and snapped.

Until now, I had been cornered and lost the time to think about it, but as soon as I calmed down, I knew it.

"This guy... he's a jerk."

Grannard is fast. Better than my father or brother. Much faster than Raidor.

However, the swordsmanship is by no means exceptional. A cluttered sword at your own speed. It is a coarse, coarse sword lacking in precision.

Perhaps Grannard is not using his speed. The specs of the Magic Sword are swinging around and I can't use them at all. That's why we can avoid even immature swordsmen like ourselves.

Yaah!

Celia waved her sword to the left. Then, I took the blow of the magic sword that was approaching from the left side as I was aiming, and sparks were scattered in the darkness at night.

"Beep... stupid! This sword of mine...!?"

Grannard was stunned by the slash. You can't believe how much you caught your sword. Stop running around in a good mood.

"Hmm, that's a lighter sword than I thought. It's too fast to weigh."

"Nh...! Don't get so excited! The Empire's little girl!

Yaah!

Célia waves her sword down, but there is no Granard. Once again, the speed of light leaves the scene.

"Hmm...."

Célia exhales quietly to sharpen her nerves.

Grannard is not weak. Even if most of its strength is brought about by witch protection and magic swords, it is never an alarming opponent.

(But... I'm weaker than your father. I'm weaker than oniisama. And....)

That man. Much weaker than Raydol Zayne, the only man outside his family who defeated himself and sank himself to the ground.

That's why we can't lose. If you lose this much, you may never catch up with them running in front of you again.

You may not even be able to stand next to them.

…………

Grasp the crow solus with your right hand and turn your face and eyes to the right. Opens the left side of your body and intentionally creates a gap.

The next moment - the flash ran. As expected, enemy signs appear on the left side.

"Imperial Sacred Swordsmanship - 'Thunderbolt'!

Célia shook her sword from right to left. A thunderbolt was fired from the sword and the void was thrown.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaa!?"

The lightning struck Granard from a space where no one should have been.

The man who had been forced to release the speed of light ran into the galaxy behind him with the thunder.