Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

On the road to the north, Justy's troops saw Wilfred transform into a monster.

Meanwhile, a fierce battle was taking place on the south side of the road.

The two armies were to collide one day later than the road to the north.

The Raydor side was planning to enter the battle sooner, but the Undead movement was slower than expected, so it started somewhat later.

Raydor side.

Two thousand five hundred men. Although Raydor is the commander-in-chief, his substantive command lies with General Darren Garst, with Thousand Knights Commander Sarah Lifet as his lieutenant.

With the cavalry at its center, it was a very fast marching force, capable of pushing and breaking through enemies.

Undead side.

The number of troops is ten thousand. The "Plague" Knight Rub is the general. There is no First Officer or Squad Leader.

Almost all troops are infantry. All soldiers are Undead, so they are slow and slow to work. Each soldier is less powerful than the average soldier. In the current situation, where the [Plague] curse that weakens enemies is not activated, the quality of the soldiers is greatly inferior.

The place of the showdown is the plains in the western part of the kingdom. A place with a good view and little cover. It's on the south side of the street, and it's a great terrain for military-to-military battles.

The Raydor army's response was simple, as opposed to four times its own.

In other words, it was a charge.

"All forces, attack! Eat through enemy territory!"

Raydor had no tactics, no plots, just a cavalry thrust to charge his soldiers.

In the first place, it is not just victory that is demanded of the troops divided into the roads on the south side. It was a "short victory".

On the north side of the road, Justy O'Guist is right now stopping the enemy with his oligarchs.

It was Raydor's supreme proposition to destroy the enemy in front of him and rush to the friendly army as soon as possible and as fast as one second.

Therefore, the charge.

Just straighten out the army and close the distance with the enemy general.

The Raydor army is centered on the cavalry. Besides, although the Undead beat them in numbers, their endurance was weak. The tireless, inexhaustible Toughness could not survive the short-term showdown, and the Undead was defeated to tear through the wet paper.

Your Highness, Raydor! Please go first!

Oh, I'll take care of it!

Dalen screams and intercepts the Undead approaching from left and right to push his master forward.

Raydor leaves Dalen and the other soldiers behind and runs forward, like sewing a hole made by a fellow soldier.

The Undead Horde won only by volume. We defeat and pierce enemies that are about to crush in a matter of seconds, and charge forward so quickly that we can call them stupid.

Only an hour has passed since the start of the battle.

Too soon, that moment came.

"...... You've arrived a lot earlier." A short-tempered man doesn't have much time, does he? "

"... I haven't been handicapped by a woman for years. I have a maid who sneaks into my bed like every night!"

At last, Raydor made contact with the enemy general, Ruhrub.

The 10,000 Undead are led by Dalen's cavalry. There are no more walls to defend.

A hero chosen by the Holy Sword and an apostle empowered by a witch.

A battle between the general and the general. A battle was about to begin that would not happen first on the battlefield.

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"I had a child."

In front of Raydor, a beautiful woman in a dress - a Rouvet, the corner of the "Four Horsemen of Doom" - said such a thing.

"... what are you talking about?"

Raydor listened with a strange face to the veinless line, but he listened with his sword in his stance.

"It was when I was still a human being. My father was a customer, and I only slept with him once. It's not unusual because I was a whore."

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"I'm out of luck because I accidentally forgot to take my birth control pills. I could have had an abortion... but I was still young. I couldn't take the life I had in my stomach, so I chose to give birth."

Rue Roub looks at the sky to the far west with a nostalgic look at something.

There are too many gaps in what seems to be an unusual appearance. If it was reasonable to think about it, it would be better to attack it in the meantime, but the roubles with their sad expressions had an atmosphere that made me hesitate to swing down the blade.

"I had trouble getting customers until I gave birth... but I had a fortune to save up, and the owner of the brothel was a good person, so I was able to have children safely." This is a cute girl like a pearl, and she was a boy with beautiful eyes that I don't think was born from the belly of a woman who lived with muddy water. "

Do you remember the face of your child? With a gentle smile like that of a mother, Rouve put her hand on the dress she was wearing. Untie your waist and take off your dress with a slow hand.

I don't have any underwear under my silk dress that seems to feel good. Richly ripe nudity was revealed on the battlefield.

"That's...!"

Raydor breathed in the nakedness of the stripped beauty. The white skin of the untied roubles had organs that were not supposed to be there.

It's -- it's an eyeball.

My arms, legs, belly, waist, breasts... myriad eyeballs were all over my body, and I was pointing my grizzly, bright red iris at Raydor.

Particularly creepy is the lower abdomen. A symbol of a woman--the eyes that opened above her womb were about the size of an adult's palm, and the eyelids were opened to the limit, giving a creepy gaze.

"But... he's dead." He's dead. "

Louis leaned his neck.

When the forehead covering the forehead fell faintly, a single-eyed eye (pussy) was floating there as well.

"He was killed. I was only three years old. He was hired by his father to kill him. That man was a royalty who came to play with mercy. It seemed like I couldn't forgive the fact that a child was born from the play of a woman, and the royal bloodline was spread to the whore on the lower side. Well, I wish I hadn't hugged you from the beginning... I came all the way out here to kill you, knowing that I had a baby afterwards. I didn't know that man was royalty. She was just born without knowing anything...!"

"... that's why I became an apostle of the witch." The motive to lead the Undead and take people's lives, and shake the world with despair? ”

"That's right, because I can't forgive you." I can't believe somebody laughed and lived in the world where she died. She can never laugh again. I will never admit that the man who took the child reigned as king and married his wife and lived happily ever after. "

In response to Raydor's question, Roub put his right hand on the table.

A huge amount of magic power was unleashed from his body. Myriad eyes covering my entire body are beating and blinking, glowing demonically.

At the same time, the Undead, who were battling the knights around them, collapsed. Apparently, they were returning to their bodies the magic they had consumed to control the Undead. The more the Undead disappeared, the more the magic could be absorbed by the entire body.

"In the end, I couldn't avenge the man and died of an epidemic." But the Queen gave me a chance. It gave us the power to drag them to hell. Honestly... my revenge is over and I'm satisfied, but I have to repay my debt to the Queen. Some children can't be left alone.

The flesh of the Rouge is twisted like a kneaded clay.

The figure of a beautiful woman transforms into an abnormal shape that is about five meters tall. His long hair swelled like a snake in a fan-shape, shining as bright as a peacock's wings.

"... that's who you are." The Messenger of the Witch, the family of the Queen of Hell. "

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!

A roar echoed from the bottom of the blood, and countless eyeball giants attacked Raydor.

Hundredth giant Argos.

Raydor raised his sword and slashed it into a mythical monster.