Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

(My body is light. As if I were a waterfowl... what is happening to my body?)

Neferte Aterna shakes her dagger and slashes through countless arms.

While my instincts were on the move, I waved my dagger while being guided by my sword... I was puzzled by the abnormal situation that was happening to my body.

Even though I was exhausted until just now, my body is still struggling with terrible power. Your senses are sharpened to the extreme, and your nerves seem to pass from one hair to the next. The attack from behind was easy.

It was as if my heart had been replaced by that of a dragon. Fear and anxiety vanished without a trace, and instead, my bottomless self-confidence overflowed.

I knew you were the holy sword holder! How dare you trick me! He even prepared a fake Holy Sword!

"The Holy Sword Keeper... me...?"

Nefert blinked in confusion at Wilfred's roar.

On the ground a short distance away, Mistrutin, the holy sword entrusted to him── by his father, was rolling.

For Neferte, who was not the holder of the Holy Sword, it was only a heavy and large sword... but wasn't it the Holy Sword?

"If you're the Holy Sword Keeper... we need to do everything in our power." I will not forgive you for eliminating the Ottoman threat!

"Geez..."

Wilfred threw the Justy he had captured.

Justy, who had his left arm broken and his right arm slashed deeply with a deep saw, slammed into the tree.

Justy-sama!

Don't try anything else! You damned holy sword holder!

From the ground came swords, spears, axes, clubs, and all sorts of weapons. Countless hands from Wilfred's body grip the weapon.

I'll chop you to pieces! You chick holy sword holder!

"I can't forgive you. How far do I have to hurt people?" What did Justy do to you!? What did the people of the Aterna Kingdom do to you!? "

Shut up, shut up, shut up! It all started with you people in power! The royals, the nobles, the knights... the civilians who follow them! Don't lecture me or my sister like that! '

A furious shout.

I couldn't understand its content or meaning, but I was sure that no matter how far I went, I couldn't understand Wilfred.

"... either way, I won't forgive you!" Father, I will avenge everyone! "

Try it! Remember our grudges!

A hand with a weapon was attacking from all directions. Dozens or hundreds of swords and spears weren't very simple, but they weren't something I could take with a dagger.

But... there was no fear in Neferte. Minds are sharpened in a strange way, like bright mirrored water.

Holding the dagger in front of her chest, she crushed it in a quiet tone.

"... you must have been the real Mistletine." I'm sorry I didn't realize we'd been together forever. "

A pale aura rises from a dagger about ten centimeters from the blade.

Gently wrapping around Nefert, it was as if Mistletine had said, "Never mind."

The dagger was once given as a guardian sword by his father,── now the late King Nefert.

I don't know why my father gave it to Nefert while he was hiding the identity of Mistletine. What was the intention to hide the real Mistletine, even if it was fake?

(I can't confirm that with my father anymore... but I can see that. My father was trying to protect me.

If Neferte had been chosen as the Holy Sword and the Father knew about it... or maybe the Kingdom of Aterna had not been unilaterally destroyed.

It is also possible that by bringing the Holy Sword to Nefert and placing it on the front line, we could have rewarded the Ottoman and Undead armies with a single blow.

(But my father chose to leave me in a neighbouring country. As a king, I gave priority to letting me escape as a father, rather than defending my king and my people's lives.)

Perhaps that judgment, driven by personal feelings, should not have been made by the ruler. It is not permissible to give preference to one's own daughter over hundreds of thousands or millions of other people.

(Father, you were wrong as a king. But... I don't deserve to be blamed for that. I'm the only one who has to love my father and forgive him.)

"That's why... I'll destroy the family of the witch here!" Help me, Mistletine! "

A huge amount of aura is emitted from the dagger as if responding to the voice. The pale aura fogged and covered the forest, swallowing Neferte and Wilfred.

Ugh...!!

Like a curtain, there were several figures in the fog that covered the surroundings. Dozens or hundreds of mirror images emerged that mimicked the figure of Neferte.

──"Mirror Lake Maiden (Vivien)"

The words came out of my mouth naturally.

Countless phantoms floating in the fog. I don't think Wilfred will be able to figure out which is the real Neferte anymore.

All you have to do is skewer! Pierce!

A fiery roar releases, and a hundred giants move out.

Hundreds of arms grew from his body, swinging their weapons and attacking countless Neferte from one end to the other.

The attacked Neferte disappeared like a bubble, but soon another mirror appeared in the fog.

"This! This, this, this, this! Go away, go away from me! '

Wilfred kept waving his arms, but he was almost impatient.

It is the exact opposite of the scene earlier. No matter how many weapons Neferte and Justy wielded, the undamaged giant was pushed into a pocket lane and forced into an unseen battle.

This guy... I can't let him live!

Neferte had just awakened to the power of Mistletine. I knew I hadn't mastered the power of the Holy Sword yet. And yet, those new-born chicks are pushing Wilfred into battle.

But how powerful would Nefert be if he could master the power of the Holy Sword?

Perhaps the blade will reach the Ottoman.

I won't let you do that! I am the great Ottoman knight! I'll definitely kill the brash sword holder here!

Hundreds of arms wielded while shouting, and the image of the mirror was not diminished.

On the contrary, I even felt that the fog was spreading through the woods and increasing the number.

(Even though you are the holy sword holder with huge magic power, you can't keep activating magic on such a large scale forever! Eventually, it would cause the magic power to run out. but.....)

Time limit of magic power expired. That also applied to Wilfred.

It drained a lot of magic power just by changing into a giant figure. In addition, the regeneration of the slashed arm. With the creation of weapons from the soil, Wilfred's magic power was approaching its limit.

At this rate, the giants will unravel. Alternatively, you will have used up all the blessings that the witch has given you and returned to the Underworld.

(Will my magic power expire, or will that kid's magic power expire...... nh, magic power?)

Wilfred noticed. If we can find the magic response, we can find the real Neferte.

Stop the movement of your arms and sharpen your senses. As I looked around for signs...... I was there.

I found it...!

A position where you can hide in the shade of a tree. There was a strong magical response.

There it is... die!

Dozens of swords and spears rushed toward the magic area. Neferte, hiding behind a tree, was pierced with a blade.

…………

This time, I responded with a clear hand.

It's not an illusion. I pierced something that was definitely real.

"It's a fake, too."

Ah...!?

The voice came from the direction of the day after tomorrow.

Neferte's body, which had been attacked, was collapsing. It was not a fantasy from the fog, but a physical fracture made up of water.

The real Neferte was a short distance away, hugging the body of a fallen Justy.

Ku... you were there!?

The question came to Wilfred's mind when he shouted. It soon became icy.

"This is the end! Get out of here!"

Disappear into the underworld, knight of the doom!

Neferte and Justy shout at the same time.

At that moment, one of the big trees that was growing in the forest was flying towards Wilfred.

Ah...!?

It was the magic of Justy's body, who was injured in both arms and could no longer hold a weapon.

Wilfred's Earth Attribute magic didn't work. Therefore, Oki is used as a weapon to attack indirectly.

A large tree ejected from the ground by earth magic crushed myriad arms and pushed them into the giant's body.