Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

"Oh, at all! You're ruining it because you felt so good!

Barking abominably, Raydor protruded the tip of Darinslave.

A black blade released from the tip of the sword strikes Ceilia as she rushes down the hill as she becomes like a whip.

"The Curse Sword Fight [Scorpion" Scorpion "]!

"Imperial Sacred Swordsmanship [Instant Thunder" Furgol "]!

"- Huh!?"

On the verge of the black blade reaching the body, Ceilia's body scratches away with the flash of light.

At the next moment, a princess knight appears with a blue and white sword just in front of Raydor.

"The enemies of the Empire, the vengeance of all!

"Chi......!

A holy sword with lightning strikes Raydor.

Quickly kick the ground and fly backwards for a special blow. But an inevitable thunderstorm struck me in the shoulder and the pain ran.

"Momentary travel is a nasty thing to do! That's what the Holy Sword is all about!

"Don't make fun of Klausoras for being nasty! I don't want you to tell me to use such a powerful force!

Raydor and Ceylia stare at each other at a slight distance.

Each of them is a Holy Sword Holder chosen for the Holy Sword. But the two people who look like each other are too different.

Prince and Empress.

Black sword and white sword.

A man who wraps havoc and a woman who wraps blue and white lightning.

The two, supposed to be living legends revived in modern times, were very contrasting and seemed incompatible like water and oil.

"How could you do this if you were supposed to be the chosen hero of the Holy Sword! How many people do you think are dead because of you!?"

Ceilia screams with her sword tip against Raydor.

The figure of Ceylia, who speaks out of the lightning behind her back, is like a war maiden who blames and absolves of evil, divine as a theory of mythology.

"Come on, tell me what you slept with."

Meanwhile, Raidor, who became the standing position of the demon who was stuck in the culpability, narrowed his eyes slightly and distorted his lips.

"Isn't it the Empire that has attacked the Kingdom of Zayn in the first place? You keep the war from yourself, and if it's in payback, you're licking the victim's face or something?

"The Empire is uniting the continent and fighting to create a peaceful world! How can we not know that if the Empire brings the continent together we can all be happy!?"

"Peace... happiness...? Ha, you look like you're even bugging your head!

Raydor stripped his fangs and barked.

The words spoken by the maiden of thunder standing in front of her are too bluish and selfish by the time they are clear.

This pure girl does not doubt that the Empire is just.

It is inconceivable that an invasion made in the name of peace might cause others to be unhappy.

"To this extent is the Holy Sword Holder of the Empire? You're a free kid who doesn't even know how tough the world is!

"Become... you're not that old either! Don't treat me like a child!

"I'm talking about my mental age. He wants to be the one who gets caught up in the dream story of a greenhouse-raised kid!

"Eh... make a fool of me!

Ceylia turns her face bright red like an apple and slashes it to Raydor.

Raydor also carried out another quick slaughter and two holy swords hit him from the front.

"Ku!?"

"Gu!?"

Wind and thunder. A small explosion occurs between the holy swords of conflicting attributes, and the bodies of the two are blown away.

Raydor gets in position in the air and lands on both legs, and Ceilia rolls down the ground and takes a passive.

"[Scorpion]!

Raydor skipped the slaughter toward Ceilia rolling down the ground.

"[Thunderbolt" Toniturus "]!

Ceilia rose from the ground or thundered toward the impending slaughter of the pitch black.

The blue and white thunder breaks the slaughter of Raydor's curse and vice versa strikes Raydor.

"Chip!"

Raydor flies beside him with a tongue punch. However, Ceilia appeared in the space ahead of the flight.

"[Instant Thunder] - Yaah!

"Grr......! Lick it!"

Raydor bounces off the swinging crow solus by an iron small hand.

Attempts to slap Darinslave with a knife to return it further, but the attack unleashed in an impossible position will be carried out in mild steps, ending only with a decision on the ground at the foot of Ceilia.

"Let him go! Cursed Sword Fighting Method [Medusa, Stone Eye Goddess]!

"Heh... ah!

Raydor activated a range attack in a position with his sword tip slapped to the ground. A black dome appears at a radius of 10 meters around Raydor.

It is a space of curse that petrifies the enemy, and the man captured in this instantly turns into a stone statue.

"Uhh... what the hell, already! Disgusting!"

When the dome disappeared, Ceilia appeared flat from there.

Though Ceilia looks baffled by the black annoyance that tangles with her body, she does not appear to have noticeably cursed influence.

"Chip... that's a hassle. Is that the protection of the Holy Sword?

Raydor understood his disadvantage and distorted his expression bitterly.

Raydor and Ceilia. I don't know which one you two are better as holy sword holders.

Apparently, however, the power of Darinslave's curse is ineffective against Ceilia, who is under the protection of the Holy Sword.

Ceilia, with more weapons than thunder, seemed to have an overwhelming advantage in terms of compatibility.

"Is that it? Hit me, brother. Are you being cornered?

I saw Raydor's face with a bitter look on his face, and Ceilia laughed at him horribly.

I guess she realized her advantage again, too. The naive face has a colour that looks like a victory.

"If I surrender, shall I save your life? Your brother seems strong, and if you're going to submit to the Empire, maybe your dad will hire you, huh? Because my dad loves strong people."

"Ha, thank you for your depressing attention!

Raydor threw up with his spit in the words of his gaze from above as if he had already won.

"Hate, but I've decided I'll never stand under someone's wind again. I've never even met the Emperor, and I entrust my destiny to His Majesty. You're going to throw up!

"Yeah, well. Fine then............... dead?

"Huh...!

Once again Ceilia makes an instant move and steps into Raydor's time.

Raydor intercepted at Darinslave, distorting his expression.