Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

"I did it..."

"Not yet!

It was Cecilia who smiled at the conviction of victory, but until then Namilia, who had been watching the battle, screamed sharply.

"Onoreaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

"Nh...!

Grannard jumps out after blowing up the garlic. He blushed his evil angry face, shook his sword and jumped towards Ceilia.

Célia, who was weak shortly after the blow to her body, could not avoid it and was about to be torn apart by a shining sword.

"I won't let you! Shadow Bind!

However, Nemilia moved slightly faster than the Princess Knight's body was slashed.

When the maid witch put her hand on the ground and cast some kind of spell, the shadow born under the moonlight stretched like an animal and wrapped around Granard to lock her up.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

"Just because you're an apostle with a magic sword, the shadow can't be cut easily. Thanks to Seelia's time, I've developed a lot of magic. Fufufu, this is the rod sister bond! It's the teamwork of a woman held by the same man!

"Hey... I'm not being hugged!? Don't say bad things!

Seelia hurried back to Namilia's false claims about spreading reputational damage.

As always, she was a witch in a maid's clothes who talked unconscious, but the power of magic was certain.

No matter how much Grannard went wild, the shadow didn't seem to loosen up, and the snake wrapped it tightly to strangle the rat.

"Super powerful tie-down play! Kahrahhhhh...!

Namilia holds her hand above her head. As Grannard raised his gaze after his fingertips, a huge black ball was born there.

"Nh....!

"Give my regards to your mother. Namilia is doing fine as usual. I live happily with my beloved master."

"Ghhhhhhhhhhhhh!?"

"'Gravity Stormhoof (Giganto Stamp)'!"

The next moment, Grannard breaks his knees and falls to the ground. It weighed almost as much as a dozen times as it weighed me, and I couldn't stand up, though it was very small.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu...!

When you try to raise your arms up against the ground, it's as if your body isn't lifting.

The weight on your body gets stronger over time. Beckboxing and broken bones sounded and caused severe pain.

The pain eventually spreads all over your body. A broken bone stuck in your internal organs, or a lump of blood rises from the back of your throat.

Grannard finally feels his life in danger and desperately squeezes out his voice.

"No, don't...! Who do you think I am!? I am the king of the kingdom of Zain, and there is no telling how I would die lying in the ground like this...!

"Everyone dies when they die. That's why we need to get along so that someone can help us in times of trouble."

"Eh...!?"

It was not Namilia, but Seilia, who answered the cry for life.

It was Ceilia with a sword in the upper stage, but the sacred sword raised was covered with bees and violent sparks, illuminating the night with a dazzling flash.

A powerful thunderbolt of destruction dwelling on Klausolus. Fearing an instinctive fear of freezing his spine, Grannard pulled his face into it.

"Wait, wait! Stop...!

"I won't wait. Hey, king. Why are you alone? Is there no one to help you when you're pinching like this?

"Ha...?

If you don't know what it means, Grannard looks stunned. Célia slightly stained her childish face with pity.

"Oniisan... your brother is very strong, but he wasn't alone at all. There was someone beside me who could be relied on in times of emergency. But... you don't have anyone. A lonely naked king who can't help you in times of trouble. I feel sorry for you from the bottom of my heart."

"Nh...!

Looking down at the poor thing, Grannard distorts his face with a fierce humiliation. Seelia waved her sword down before she could say anything back.

"Imperial Sacred Swordsmanship - 'Thunder Hammer (Myornil)'!!"

"Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!

A huge thunder fell from above and swallowed Grannard's body. A fierce lightning bolt dyes your vision completely white, burning your body beyond pain.

The king's body, fascinated by the magic sword, disappeared into the thunderbolt as the demon screamed.