Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

The Fernigesh mountain range on the western border broke, and a mysterious army entered the interior of the Kingdom of Zayn.

Raydor was quick to react after receiving such a suspicious report. I immediately mobilized the majority of my troops in the royal palace and marched west.

"Breaking through the mountains? You're making such a flashy appearance...!"

"It's the work of the Ottoman sister, isn't it?" Totally... it's a flashy thing to do, to make an earthquake and move mountains around like a rattlesnake. ”

Raydor drives the horse straight west. Next to it is Neimiglia, which straddles a huge crow.

A crow the size of a horse, it was the demon of Neimiglia, a dark witch, who was dancing in the air with a powerful flapping of his wings while putting a human on his back.

There were three thousand cavalrymen behind Raydor. The army, which consisted solely of cavalry with an emphasis on speed, was both a main force and an advance party.

In the rear, five thousand infantry units headed west late, putting in most of the battle force in the royal palace.

Prince Neferte Aterna heard news of the demise of the Kingdom of Aterna, and Raidor was discussing the next steps with his subordinates.

Fortunately, the mountains of the Fernigesh mountain range rise between the Kingdom of Zain and the Kingdom of Aterna. Even if there was a battle going on, I expected it to be much further ahead... I didn't expect a swarm of undead to march through the mountains.

Once again, I was shocked to be reminded of the power of the Ruinous Witch that could bring an end to the world.

Neimilia! Is it possible to send demons to understand the situation?

“Of course,” he said. We've already released Shadows to gather information. ”

"Well, it's a good thing you're working fast."

"Fufufu. As a reward from your mistress, Neimiglia will do anything!" Oh, I can't wait! I'm going to use my master's slime body fluids to munch on you! "

…………

What are you going to do?

Raydor pulls the muscles of his face and looks at the crow's back and says, "No, no! And I removed my gaze from the maid who was twisting my body.

I've been weakened by a slow erotic maid, but now it's a critical situation for the country to survive. We have to tighten our minds again.

According to Neferté, the Undead occurred in a corner town of the Kingdom of Aterna, increasing in number and eventually marching into the capital of the kingdom to the tens of thousands.

If the Witch Ottomans could create the Undead indefinitely, the more they turned around, the more disadvantaged they would be.

The Undead have spread to the Kingdom of Zayn and must be destroyed before they can increase their numbers.

“Neimilia, tell me what you know about the forces of the Ottomans.”

”Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-a-a-ha-a-ha-a-ha-a-ha-a

If you don't want to be rewarded, answer me!

"Fuah!?"

Neimilia twitches her spine as she yells roughly.

It seems that the erotic maid of Rikishi also decided that no more fooling around with Raydor, who seemed genuinely irritated, was prohibited. I pressed my fingers on my left and right temples to recall my memories and opened my mouth.

"Um... you mean the Ottoman's subordinate, right?" First of all, the army of the undead is full. You can produce a hundred thousand, a million, or as many corpses as you want. ”

"Millions..."

We don't know exactly what the population of the Kingdom of Aterna is, but it's not surprising that there are a million or more of them, if they're all undead.

Considering the possibility that it was coming to Zain Kingdom, Raydor's back was also soaked with cold sweat.

"The undead are not so strong." If you're a trained soldier, you only have the strength to lose first. Also, as a major weakness, if you are more than a certain distance away from the Ottoman sister, you will return to the original body. "

“You mean there's a distance constraint? That's good news."

In other words, the Undead created by the Ottomans are scattered all over the world and cannot be increased indefinitely.

"Without that bondage, the world would be completely dominated by the Undead." How far can we keep the Undead... a hundred kilometers? There wasn't enough distance to cross the country. ”

"So... the Witch Ottoman is also participating in this invasion?" From the kingdom of the Aterna kingdom, you can't reach this kingdom, can you? ”

"No, that's definitely not true." Because onee-sama is extremely infertile and troublesome. "

Neimilia was absolutely certain.

"Impossible!" "I told you clearly once again, and I stretched my chest with confidence.

"The Ottoman sister is really a lazy personality!" It's impossible to go all the way on an expedition because you can't talk or have a proper conversation! I think it's because I want to end the trouble once and for all! ”

"But the Undead army is actually coming?" How are you going to explain this? "

"Perhaps the 'Apostle' who has received the power of your sister commands the Undead herd." The Undead can exist without extinction in the vicinity of the Apostle. "

"The Apostle..."

Bitter memories resurfaced in Raydor's mind.

Brother King - Granado also became an apostle attracted by the sweet words of the witch Grasslead, causing no small confusion in the King's city.

The fact that an enemy who has become an apostle is imminent, just like his brother, naturally brings strength to the hand that holds the reins.

"The Ottoman sister always serves four apostles." The Four Horsemen of Doom "-" War "," Famine "," Plague ", and..." Death ". All of them are powerful demons, and even a regular soldier would be no match for them."

"Aniki was pretty shy, too." If there were four people with the same power as that, one or two countries would be easily destroyed. "

"Particularly troublesome is [Death], who was given a demon sword." Even without the demon sword, I was quite a master, and when I fought two hundred years ago, my legs were cut off and I had difficulty. "

Neymiriya spoke of a tragic past that seemed uncomfortable with the atmosphere, almost as if she were talking about her childhood memories.

Without knowing what to return, Raydor puts wrinkles between his eyebrows and coughs one by one.

"Anyway, the old story... there's no mistake that the knight is commanding this invasion, right?"

"Yes, there is no doubt. Perhaps... 'Famine' or 'Plague'? War is a close friend of the Ottoman sister, so she will rarely leave her side, and death will come on a single ride without leading an army."

"And... if you defeat that knight, the other Undead will disappear, right?"

“Yes, that's for sure. Without an apostle blessed by your sister, the Undead will return to the dust without being able to maintain their form. There must be a limit to the 10,000 or 20,000 Undead a knight can command.”

"I see... I'm relieved." I thought we had to exterminate the entire million Undead. Now you can fight without worrying about it. "

Raydor lifted his mouth and laughed, placing his hand on the Holy Sword at his waist.

"I'll deal with the 'Four Horsemen of the Doomsday'." I will be redeemed with my life for the responsibility of bringing the filthy immortal into this country! "