Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

"Six Witches of Ruin" is a monster considered an enemy of God in Holy Light, which is believed in more than two-thirds of the continent.

A major earthquake that struck the Empire 100 years ago, 'White Death', which spread to the eastern part of the continent 150 years ago, a battle of havoc that took place throughout the continent 200 years ago. Other shadows of various historical calamities are believed to have their shadows, and the six witches with silver hair and golden eyes were objects of fear that are also told in the children's bedstories.

"Sir, are you okay? Aren't you being taught?

Neimilia, who disabled the knight, touches the chains that bind Raidor. Then, as if it were paper wet in water, the black chain splashed in thousands, dissolved in the air like particles and disappeared.

"... oh, no problem. Thanks."

"Muhuf, until I did what I deserved as a squire. Let me take care of your husband perfectly from top to bottom!

"... it sounds like a lower story when you say it, no, okay"

While the liberated Raydor has an unintelligible look at Namilia's various flying words and deeds, he honestly thanks them for the help they have given him.

Move the joints of the hands and feet gently to make sure there are no problems and turn again to Mertina.

"Now... try to curse and restrain me, who is royal, besides failing to do so. You know what you're going to see, Mertina."

"... I didn't expect His Royal Highness Brother Wang to have the Witch of Ruin on his side. This is my loss."

Drop your shoulders like Meltina gave up.

Raydor puts the words of the stuffing on a childhood familiarity who takes a magical attitude that makes no excuse whatsoever.

"For once, let's hear it. Was it King Granard who cursed me and ordered me to take him to the King's capital?

"No."

Meltina closes her eyes and shakes her head.

"This is my discretion. Neither Your Majesty, nor my father, is involved in anything. It's all in my sin to rush for merit."

"That's a bad lie. But... let's do that."

Raydor pulled out the sword he put on his hips and shook it off in a crosshairs. A silver blade releases to Mertina's neck.

"Huh..."

An inescapable death looming in front of you. Mertina embraces it by laying her eyes down without resisting.

"Hmm... it's boring"

Slashing slashes Meltina's neck off...... On the brink of it, Pittari and the sword stop. A piece of skin on Mertina's neck is slashed and torn, and only one muscle of blood runs off.

You didn't expect me to stop, Martina startles me and blinks both eyes.

"... Your Highness, how could it have been stopped"

"Don't get me wrong. It's not childhood sentiment."

Raydor shouted away and delivered his sword to the sheath.

Killing Mertina here is easy. And it must be painful to kill her once for betraying herself and working the wolf again.

(but... I don't like it)

There was no fear or other fine dust on Mertina's face, which was now exactly about to be slaughtered and killed.

Seeing the look on her face as if she had expected it to happen from the start, she completely lost her temper to kill me.

Raydor walked to the side of the knight stretching out on the floor, stomping his belly thoughtfully.

"Whew!

Come on, get up.

"Oh, you... No, Your Royal Highness the King!

Looking down at the knight who finally wakes up and wakes up his upper body, Raydor proclaims coldly.

"Listen. Martina Marcel here unleashed a curse on me, the royalty, and tried to capture me with strength. By virtue of that offense of disrespect, let me detain you on this occasion!

"Oh, that's..."

Eyes on Mertina behind Raydor, as the knight bewildered.

…………

Meltina nods silently and tells them in eye contact that their ploy has failed.

"I understand, sir. So, what am I..."

"I'll keep the pattern of Meltina here. You go back to your boss and report this."

"... Yes, sir."

A knight man with a sinister face but a respectful nod.

Raydor rattled his nose and threw in further words.

"And one more thing. Participation in the battle against the Alsline Empire, I did acknowledge. As soon as you're ready, I'll head to the King's Capital so I'll let you know!

"Is...?

"Huh...?

"Huh?"

Knight and Martina join together to round their eyes. Even Namilia, who is supposed to be a man on Raydor's side, opens her mouth like a wheel.

"Kuck......!

In the wake of the three surprised glances, Raydor laughed niggardly like an evil kid who came up with a prank.