Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

"I see. I've taken the curse of constraint backwards."

Raydor's mansion in King Zayn's capital.

Through his eyes to the letter delivered by the royal palace, Raydor nodded as impressed.

The letter in which the national seal was pressed is a letter of formal decree from the King and is inscribed to conquer the kingdom nobles who have fallen back to the Alsline Empire.

They are constrained to fight the Empire because they are already on the Empire's side, and Raydor cannot refuse that order.

What's more, being traitors, they also have weak trust from the empire, and even if the kingdom side solemnly sanctifies them, the empire will not speak out strongly.

"What will you do, sir? If you break the curse, you refuse to give me that order, too?

It was the maid Namilia who tilted her neck and asked.

With the teapot in her hand, she leans her little neck and asks for the Lord's complexion as she brews tea in the cup.

Apparently, he was sick that the curse he knitted was putting Raydor at a disadvantage.

"No way, if you lift the curse on me, Granard's will also be unlocked in tandem. De-cursing at the moment is a bigger disadvantage."

Raydor replied as he took the teacup placed in front of him.

There are two curses placed on the king and one on himself. If one is released, the other will disappear naturally.

And if we break the constraints, there will be another great disaster for Raydor.

Because it bets its own life, but it is therefore such a powerful curse that even court magicians cannot be easily lifted.

"Yeah, so your work as an adventurer is off for a while? I'm finally having fun."

It was the last person in this room who broke into the conversation. It is Sailia von Alsline.

Wearing a simple room outfit, she broke into conversation as she chewed up the cookies placed on the table.

"No, because stopping the activity here will delay the flow I made because of it. I'd like to keep moving as an adventurer if I could."

The fact that Raydor has already saved people as adventurers has become a folk narrative grass.

Brother Wang, who is royal but fights at the sight of the people, is becoming a laudable target for the people and is becoming popular with snuggling the king the way Raidor is aiming.

Hopefully, I didn't want to stop this flow.

"Then what do you do? There's only one body for your brother, isn't there?

"My body is one. But there are two holy sword holders, and there are two holy swords. I will follow Granard's orders. Ceilia, I want you to continue as an adventurer."

"What, do I work alone?

He was Ceilia, who looked dissatisfied, but he loosened his expression happily as soon as he chewed another cookie.

One of the popular confectionery shops that can queue apparently fits the mouth of the Imperial Empress as well.

"You have nothing else to do anyway, do you? Please."

"Well, I don't have a brother-in-law to work for you, do I? Around there, you know what I mean?

"I know, I know"

Ceilia pointed her lips at Raydor, waving at her temples.

I'm dissatisfied. - Raydor laughs bitterly at the girl's face and makes up for it.

"Hey, Your Highness. Me and you got pretty close, didn't we?

"Huh? Something sudden?

Raydor had a mean grin when he went to Ceylia, who made his eyes black and white.

"If I push my brother to become king, you, the Emperor Empress, and a man close to you will be at the apex of the kingdom of Zayn. If we do, we'll see a new development in the relationship between the empire and the kingdom.

The kingdom of Zayn and the Alsline Empire have fought as enemies for many years, but if the kings of their parents and empires were born, they might be able to end the battle by a different means than war.

Depending on the negotiations, it is possible to win without fighting and follow as a nation.

"Win or lose. If it becomes war, blood will flow. Even you must have seen it. If you can win without fighting, don't you think you've never crossed that?

"... your brother is going to sell this country to the Empire? Isn't that called a traitor?

"Depending on the conditions, there's also that. I'm more of a fruit-grabbing type than a name. If you can avoid war by becoming a nation, you can still talk."

Raydor has no pride in being royal because of the long time he was exiled to the border.

He thought it might be more important for him to prioritize his interests like an adventurer than to maintain the independence of the Kingdom of Zayn.

"In the first place, I think it's weirder that we're fighting each other without the human threat of demons. Well, maybe this is because I've lived a long time as an adventurer."

Even now, in the pioneering city of the border, demons and adventurers pushing from the Devil's Forest may be fighting.

Leaving that situation alone, the Royal Army and the Imperial Army are staring at each other on the eastern border.

Raydor thought it was not a sanity shack.

"I'll give you a chance to sell me a favor. Act as an adventurer on my behalf and save the people of this country. Raise my reputation."

"... ok. But don't forget this is a loan!

"I'll follow your husband everywhere." From cradle to graveyard. It's from baby play to death rape!

"... what are you talking about, you"

Ceilia nodding like she can't help it, and Namilia coming out with reverse sexual harassment naturally.

Sighing at the two beautiful girls, Raydor decided what to do next.