Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

Meanwhile, around that time. Alsline Empire far east of the kingdom. One coup had erupted in that imperial capital, Albes.

Deep inside the Alsline Royal Palace. An armed soldier enters during the emperor's sight to meet his ministers and envoys from other countries.

The soldiers rushed through the marble floor in an unparalleled and agile motion, surrounding the throne just over a dozen seconds from the entry.

The tips of the spears held by soldiers with uniformly nervous faces are directed at one man.

Namely, to the Lord of this castle sitting on the throne - Emperor Zacharius van Arslain.

"Well, what's all this fuss?

Zacharius put a cheek wand on his elbow and asked depressingly.

There is no color of fear in the face of an emperor who looks as brave as a lion. I'm just blinking into confusion without knowing the situation.

Strangely, there is not a single soldier to protect the emperor during the sight.

Whether people were being paid for by prior rooting, or whether security was just a doodle at all, the emperor was stunningly pushed into a picturesque situation of isolation and helplessness.

Eventually, soldiers surrounding the emperor broke into two pieces, and one man advanced into front of Zacharius.

"... It's been a long time. Father."

"Gilbert... Hmm, don't be since the New Year's feast. Long time indeed."

It was Gilbert Van Alsline, the First Prince, who appeared before the Emperor.

He is the eldest son of a son with more than a hundred emperors, and at the same time the son of a full wife.

"So, my son. What kind of hobby play is this? The soldiers don't answer anything when they ask."

"... play. You'll understand. Come on."

"... have you wanted an emperor? I didn't expect you to move."

Zacharius shrugged his shoulder like he fell in love with Gilbert, who looked resentful.

Zacharius has the experience of formerly debating his father, his predecessor, and taking him by force of the emperor.

For that reason, I was wondering if one day I would be targeted for my life by my children and grandchildren in the same way...

"Still, I really didn't expect you to try to kill me, did I? I don't remember doing anything that resentful."

What people buy without knowing what resentment is.

I wonder if Zacharius hated his son enough to kill him before he realized it, and the reason for the conspiracy. But no matter how much I twisted my head, I didn't see a motive for that.

"Can you give me an answer match, if you like? I'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight like this."

…………

Gilbert bit his back teeth to the point where the sound sounded, to the attitude of his father, who was not so nervous as to think that he did not understand the situation.

Gilbert has always hated his father's ridiculous attitude and preferred it at the same time.

The frustration engulfs Zacharius, who has been betrayed by his son and still does not break that attitude.

"... Father, I respected you."

Gilbert spoke out with a bumpy face, with a sinking face.

"I admired your strength. I've always wanted to be an emperor like you."

"Um, well. Don't light it."

"... I was bitter about you taking off your feathers like you are now on the road, but at the same time I was feeling familiar there. I was stunned by you, the woman lover. Still, I was impressed with the depth of nostalgia that equally loved my mother and the other women."

"Hmm."

"I loved you as my father"

"Well... I love you too. My dear son. It's Gilbert."

"Then why!

Gilbert roughs his voice to bite at Zacharius' response.

"Why do you abolish me from the Crown Prince!? Why should I descend to the throne, my mother's son, who is my rightful wife, and my eldest son!?"

About a month ago now, Gilbert led the army to succeed in the occupation of the Shaytaan kingdom, a small country in the southern part of the empire.

I reported the victory to the Emperor and waited for a response with my chest bounced off that I would surely receive compliments... What was depicted in the writ that the Messenger back from the Royal Palace had was a de facto declaration of abandonment: 'Become a duke out of the royal family and rule the Kingdom of Shytern as a territory'.

Too often, Gilbert stood still.

I thought I was standing closest to the Emperor's chair, but I never dreamed I could unilaterally steer away from it, etc.

Gilbert moaned, wept............ and eventually waved his sword up in irrational rage.

He decided to take Zacharius, the emperor, and seize the emperor with strength.

"Father! Please, please, tell me! Why did you scrap me?!?"

Gilbert questioned his father, who once respected him more than anyone else, with tears of blood.

To its so sad appearance, the soldiers who are spearing at Zacharius are also invited to tear and chew their lips off.

But...

"Oh, my God. Oh, you know what?"

Gilbert's cry from the soul did not reach his father at all.

Zacharius spread his hands just saying he clapped out and shook his head in mourning.

"I didn't expect you to commit a conspiracy for such boring reasons. You little prick."