Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

Raydor decides to go on an expedition to the Kingdom of Aterna and begins to move to defeat the Horde of the Ottomans and the Undead.

In the meantime, the other holder of the Holy Sword, Neferte Aterna, came to Justy O'Guist.

A few weeks ago, Justy was badly injured in the hunger knight battle.

After the battle, Justy is taken to a temporary hospital that houses the wounded, just like any other casualty, and treated by a military doctor.

Justy's injuries are not minor.

Justy was able to survive because she had a strong body and a strong spirit, but it was not surprising that she could not recover.

The military doctor diagnosed that Justy did not know if she could return to the front as a Thousand Knights Commander.

Naturally, Neferte's expression when she met such a fellow combatant was dark. But.....

Oh, Lord Neferte, it's been a long time!

So, Justy-sama! Is it okay to move already?!

That was supposed to happen... when Neferte came to the hospital room, Justy was pushing herself up on the floor.

I wonder how long I've been doing this. Justy's body is wet with shivering sweat, and the room is hot as a sauna due to the heat rising from the man's body.

"Um, as long as you're asleep, your body will feel better!" We must refresh our bodies so that we can return to the front as soon as possible! "

Justy asserted with a refreshing smile that made it so hot.

Musculoskeletal Justy's body is wrapped in a bandage, and vivid scars are engraved everywhere.

But... that expression is bright everywhere. She has a refreshing smile like a sportsman with a full expression of the joy of training her body.

"I heard you were going on an expedition to the Kingdom of Aterna soon, right?" Justy O'Guist, I swear to you, let's get your body refreshed and get back to the fronts! "

”Haha... you're really strong, Justy-sama...”

Neferte smiled half dumbfounded and half friendly.

To be honest, I wasn't sure what to say until I got into the hospital room. I was told by the doctor that I might be unable to recover, and I thought that Justy would be depressed.

But... no.

Justy was already looking ahead and preparing for the next battle.

”I can't afford to lose this... we have to fight hard next time”

"Um, that's the spirit!" Speaking of which... it seems that Lord Neferte has been awakened as the Holy Sword Keeper. I can't believe the dagger I used to carry was a sacred sword... I've been completely fooled! "

"I didn't mean to fool you." Rather... it seems that I was also tricked by my father. "

Neferte stroked the dagger on her waist.

A dagger with a blade of about 20 centimeters... I didn't even know that it was a holy sword passed down to the royal family.

The dagger was received as a defensive sword from his father at a young age, but it seems to have been deceived since then.

"King Aterna... why did my father conceal that this sword was the Holy Sword Mistletine?" If you had told me earlier, the Kingdom of Aterna might have been undone..... "

It was a question that pierced into Neferte's chest and haunted her head again and again.

If I had known this was the Holy Sword... I might have been able to resist the invasion of the Ottomans and the Undead without being unilaterally destroyed.

My beloved family. I may have been able to protect my country... Such a regrets spiked into Nefert's heart, and I am shedding my blood.

"... the monarch is not a man." But you can't become a monster to the core of your heart. "

Neferte's troubled expression was distorted, and Justy stopped her muscle trestle hand and said such a thing.

"Lord Neferte's father may not have been a king yet. But... you chose to be a parent rather than a king. Because instead of using the power of the child to protect the country, he chose to let the child escape."

"... should I be proud of my father?" Or should I hate my father, who has gone astray as a king? ”

"... that's not for me to decide. But... it's not like I have to answer right away. His Highness is still young. We'll have as much time as we want to think about it.”

Justy laughed vigorously as she wiped the sweat from her tough body.

"You are the king of Aterna." Whether you're proud of your father or a teacher on the other hand... I hope you'll take the royal road of your own accord. "

…………

In response to Justy's words, Nefert bit her lips into silence and clenched the holy sword in her chest.

Maybe Neferte will resent my father someday. Perhaps the day will come when my son will despise the foolish king who sent his precious armies out into the air to destroy his country.

(But... that's not today. Anyway, let's do what we have to do to rebuild Aterna)

Nefert mourned the death of Jesus and the Father only now, and prayed with all his heart for his blessing.

"Thank you... Mr. Justy. I feel like I've cleared up a bit of my misunderstanding."

"If my words were able to push my back even slightly, it would be superimposed. Speaking of which... can I go somewhere from now on?"

Justy suddenly noticed and tilted her neck.

Neferte is dressed in easy-to-move clothes and even has a luggage bag that an adventurer can wear. It was like going on a little adventure.

"Oh, we're going on an expedition out of town." "With His Highness Reidor."

"With His Highness Reidor? I wonder which way they're going?"

Justy asks, Neferte tightens her expression slightly, but still speaks clearly.

“The western border - to the Fernigesh mountain range, the mountain range that separates Zayn and Aterna. I'm going to crush the black dragon Fernigesch."