Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

Thousand Knights of Reidor - Justy O'Gist

The Doomsday Knight of Famine - Wilfred

A whole day had passed since the start of the battle between the two sides, but the battle had always been dominated by Justy's side.

The Undead, led by Wilfred, were overwhelmingly large, but the narrow streets between the woods and cliffs on the left and right did not allow them to reap the benefits.

It was at night that I was concerned. The Undead attacked in the darkness of the night... but I was able to get rid of it without any problems.

The Undead horde knows no fatigue. You can fight quietly in the dark to hear the night. If the sun goes down, Wilfred's side will be greatly advantageous.

But it's not a bad idea when compared to Justy. Justy saw the sun go down, and once again, the magic of the dirt disrupted the streets and prevented the enemy from marching.

In addition, we hit the wooden fence that we had prepared in advance to prevent the enemy from invading, and we set lots of bonfires while keeping our distance from the enemy forces.

Wilfred overcame the collapsed road, broke the fence and caught up with Justy... but by the time he caught up, the morning sun had already risen, and the battle ahead was repeated yesterday.

Justy was led by an oligarch, but with a small number of troops, he was able to make small detours.

Enchanted by its quick movements, a swarm of dull Undead are completely in their hands.

Since the start of the battle, Justy's men have barely diminished, and Wilfred's undead numbers have been cut to 80%.

"I see. This is the [Earth] witch's army." A swarm of the dead that will bring ruin to the world... not enough to be afraid of. It's too fragile. "

Justy, who was in charge of the battle, nodded deeply as she pushed her glasses up with her fingertips.

The Undead, who form a herd of ten thousand, are indeed terrifying. It's horrible, it's so abhorrent that just looking at it makes me stand on goosebumps.

But... in the eyes of a skilled warrior, Justy could only see the crowd. I don't feel threatened by the fine dust.

"A flock of immortals who do not know the fear of death and are not tired is a terrifying existence. Nah... dull movement. Attackers lacking in precision. All of them are warm. It seems that the enemy lacks a commander of the Squad Leader class.”

The Undead forces are moving according to Wilfred's orders, but it is not easy to command 10,000 troops alone.

The undead created by the Earth witch returns to the original body after a certain distance from the witch or apostle. As a result, we cannot divide our forces into platoons and squadrons.

This is a major disadvantage for the army.

If we could have divided our forces into a few, we could have hid our platoon in the woods and raided it, or bypassed it and moved ahead behind enemy lines.

Even with an army of 10,000, there are fewer than a thousand soldiers that Wilfred can command and fight at once. Rather, the increase in the number slowed down the movement of the entire army.

"Even if the [Famine] curse hadn't disappeared, even a dull enemy would have been even more embarrassing." However, we can't afford to lose on this well-developed road. I think I can hold it till His Highness Raydor comes. "

"Wow, that's amazing... I didn't expect to defeat the Undead who destroyed my country so easily...!"

Neferte, who was accompanying Justy as she watched her command, leaked her admiration.

The Undead forces that have so lightly destroyed the Kingdom of Aterna are being taken by the balls and thinned out. It was something that shocked me through the pain.

"If it was so easy to defeat, why did my country have to perish...?" Why does everyone have to...! "

"Don't worry, Your Highness, Neferte." I am able to fight in my favor because there are no witches. Because the curse was canceled. The situation is different from when your country was destroyed. "

"But...!"

"If you think of the late motherland, you can sharpen your heart a little now." Don't miss the chance to destroy one of your avengers. "

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Neferte nodded silently.

There is something to think about. I have something to say.

Unskilled, remorseful, delusional, hateful...... Lidding herself with all sorts of harsh emotions, she grasped the fake sword of the Holy Sword, which remained in the sheath of the sword that still could not be pulled out.

"... I'm fine now. However, I'd like you to give me some tokens so I can fight with the knights." I want to reward you for destroying the kingdom of Aterna. "

“Let's make a promise. But... don't forget that you haven't won yet."

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Sting the enemy forces at a distance from Neferte.

It was an undead army led by the "Famine" knight, but it was stuck by a wooden fence that had been erected beforehand.

A soldier led by Justy shoots a bow and arrow at the undead, who are trying to break down the fence.

I saw Wilfred yelling at his soldiers as they thinned out their numbers.

"It will be two days before His Highness Leidor defeats the Plague knight and rushes as reinforcements." If we can hold out until then, we will win. Don't be distracted until the end... Muu? "

While convinced of her victory, Justy tightened her helmet's tail without fear... but something unusual happened to the enemy forces.

The Undead horde still had about eight thousand left. It's falling to pieces.

The soldier was puzzled to see the undead falling even though they hadn't been attacked.

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

Justy-sama! Look at that!

"Mwah!?"

Justy stared in surprise at Neferte, pointing in the direction she was pointing.

There was an enemy commander, Wilfred, a "Famine" knight... but he was transformed into something else.

Your body is swelling up and your torso is turning into a gigantic torso of a dozen meters. And there are countless heads from every place, and the limbs are uncountable. As the Undead fell, the monster's body grew enormous and its head and limbs grew as if it were sucking life out of it.

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Countless heads laughed at each other with a creepy smile.

A mad laughter that contaminates the brain echoes down the street, spreading fear among all the people there.

Ahem!?

"Otherwise, it was a monster!"

A soldier with a bow throbbing in his ear. No one blamed it for being a coward. Even the Commander, Justy, holds his chest back from fear like never before.

"What... what happened...!"

"I can't believe it... it's Hecantcale!"

It was Nefert, who was next to Justy, who snorted.

The prince, who had come from a neighbouring country, had faded his face and had a dazed look at the monster.

Justy and Nefert appeared before a monster from the Underworld.

In the tradition of the Aterna Kingdom, it was an alien monster considered to be the family of the Queen of the Underworld.

"" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" "" I am the Ottoman summer chiban. Joao's tequila is mincemeat!!!

The monster emitted a scream that froze his spine and crushed the fence placed on the street.