Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

Justy Oygist.

Make it the eldest son of the Viscount Ouigist family and inherit. Age is 25.

The man, an aristocrat but also a samurai, has handled many of the skirmishes with the Empire that take place every few years at the border and has defeated so many more bandits and bandits who ravage the territory.

That spear judgment is just rigid. So much so that it was called from overwhelming strength to 'lions of the east'.

'Not only is he strong, but Mr. Justy is also very smart. Is it literary martial arts? He has a high ability to govern, and he is admired by his people. I've never seen it, but I've heard that magic can be used.'

That is the assessment by Sven Arbeil.

Sven praised Justy that far and continued, "But..."

'He's smart, but I can only think of him in muscle when it comes to the occasion here. Can I just say that the beast walks in his courtesy clothes and glasses, and at the heart of it, his make-up skin has been peeled off, and he's got a bad habit of trying to solve it with force moves, right?'

"Is the result of that vice a 'fulfillment'..."

"We would like to thank you for taking the time to come. His Royal Highness King Raidor."

Date and time of the duel delivered in advance.

It was Justy O'Iguisto himself who welcomed Raydor to the town Oburt, ruled by the Viscount O'Iguisto family.

In visiting this town, Raydor has brought only a few escorts.

I also suspected it would be a trap at the beginning when the letter was delivered, but Justy and knowledgeable Sven had left the army in formation in Wolfin because they claimed that "that was more unlikely to be a smallworker or something".

When Raydor visited Viscount Oygist's house, Justy greeted him with an armored helmet in the courtyard of the mansion.

"Well... the fulfillment letter said, 'If you won by a single hit on yourself, I'll give you the realm,' etc., but is there a mistake?

"Regardless. With the pride of a samurai, I never intend to be different"

Justy pushed up the edge of his glasses and made a clear affirmation.

I look like a scholar when I look only from the neck to the top, but what a mismatch between a big figure and thick hands and feet stretched out of armor.

"For once, let me ask... what are you going to do, apply for a duel on purpose, etc?

"It was the Viscount Ouigist family that turned to the Empire and imitated the great grace of the royal family to sand. If you do, you can't fight for nothing and hurt soldiers and people."

"... you didn't have the option to surrender unconditionally? If you're going to give up your territory, you won't even admit some amnesty..."

"That's not how it works!

Justy slapped the ground with a stone clash of spears in his right hand.

"Turning my back on my loyalty to the royal family, all that remains of me is the pride of the samurai! Shame on the samurai such as not fighting and admitting to losing! It's bad for Your Highness, but I want you to work with me!

"I'm not proud of samurai..."

Raydor nodded with a subtle face.

It's easy to turn down Justy's offer here.

More importantly, if the army led by Raydor and the Oygist leadership fought, the Raydor army would prevail due to a difference in numbers.

You can even settle on the battlefield without bothering to respond to a duel or a single ride.

(Still...... it's up to you if you can win without fighting and without bleeding extra)

And above all, if you pull here, you'll be painting mud on Justy's readiness.

Raydor doesn't think he's a noble person, but he's still a person who puts himself in the world of battle.

I didn't mean to imitate the pride of a samurai as a foot kick.

"Fine. I'll deal with you."

Raydor pulls out his sword and takes a few meters to head over to Justy.

"Thank you.................. hmm?

It was Justy pointing a spear tip at Raydor, but he frowned at the blunt silver sword in the hands of his enemies.

"Your Royal Highness, what happened to the Holy Sword?"

It is not the sacred sword of pitch black that is in Raydor's hands. It is a mass-produced sword supplied by the army, just as the soldiers use it.

"We'll have to fight on the same terms. It'll be a reciprocal fight, though. I don't use the Holy Sword."

"... are you licking me? Confidence and pride are different."

"You should see if you're proud of yourself. If you think you're a weapon begging mutt who can do nothing without the Holy Sword, that's what you're making fun of."

"How are you? I wanted to try knocking it off with the legendary Holy Sword, but definitely not."

Although Justy put a slight grievance on his face, he put up a spear without further ado.

Raydor can sink his hips again, too, and focus on his legs so that he can jump out at any time.

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Raydor has a sword. Justy stares silently at the spears - each standing silently.

Soldiers who came with them as a offering for Raydor and servants of the Oigist family peering into the garden from the mansion sip solids and watch over the two.

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How much silence that froze the air would have lasted.

When the tension reached its peak, which also forgot to breathe, the wild birds that were stuck in the garden trees rang high and flew to the sky, as if they could no longer stand being in that space.

"No!"

"Contemporary battle!

The feather signaled.

The two simultaneously exhaled the mood of tearing and kicked the ground.