Raydor Holy Sword War Journal

And the day after the duel. Once again, the venue for harmonious negotiations between the Kingdom of Zain and the Alsline Empire was opened.

The negotiation took place at the Imperial Army position, giving way to the winner, the Emperor.

An Imperial soldier approached Leidor, headed by Dalen, and led several escorts to enemy positions.

"Welcome. His Royal Highness King Raidor's brother."

"Oh, I'm sorry I kept you waiting."

"Of course not. His Majesty the Emperor is waiting for you. Please come here."

The lead soldier is lowering a starred medal on the chest of his uniform. Judging from the number of stars, it seems that the position is quite human.

"... may I ask you something strange, Your Highness Raydol? How is Lieutenant General Basen?

"Nh...?

Raydol blinked for a moment without knowing who the Imperial soldier was talking about. And he nodded, "Ah," recalling that he was the commander of the Imperial Army, who was immediately taken prisoner.

"If it were that old man, I'd be fine. I'm feeding you, and it's been a good vacation, right?

"Really... that's reassuring."

The Imperial soldiers exhaled a deep breath of relief.

He was a serious soldier, but he felt no wonder and no hostility or malice towards Raidor.

On the contrary, there is a feeling of respect at each end of the word.

"... how dare you fall in love with the royal family of the enemy. You forgot I caught Basen."

"I haven't forgotten. But the Empire is the kingdom of the strong. It is a country of strength and courage. Even if you were a human enemy, you would not despise those who survived the slaughter of the Emperor."

"Hmm...."

Raydol nodded ambiguously.

While advancing through the Imperial Army positions, Raydol broke in with several soldiers, but they are looking at Raydol in awe and respect.

Raydol walks with a subtle look into a more uncomfortable atmosphere than being turned against.

Eventually, Raidor was led to a large tent. A guard soldier standing at the entrance opens the tent as he bows.

Once inside the tent, a simple round table is placed in the center. There was Emperor Zacharius in the back seat, and nobody else.

Hey, you look better than I thought.

"... thanks to you"

Reidor returns a slightly distorted expression to a familiar greeting.

I am not dissatisfied with the outcome of the duel. He is a man who, like Raydol, was in the world of battle as an adventurer. I also have respect for the strong.

Still, humans weren't mature enough to love the person who beat me relentlessly.

Next time I win ─ With such selfishness, I will look Zacharius in the face.

"Ugh......"

With such a challenging gaze, Zacharius snorted his throat joyfully.

Originally, a young man who hates losing and is alive is a big fan of Zacharius, who has a quick quarrel personality.

Not to mention, Raydol even had a certain preference for being defeated by himself and still staring at him without breaking his heart.

"Thank you for introducing my guests. You can back off now. Safaris"

"Ha! Excuse me!

The Imperial Soldier - Dallas Safaris - who led us all the way out of the tent with the salute.

Looking at Safaris's back behind the tent, Raydol also turned to Dalen, who had come to guard him.

Dalen, you stay out of here.

"Ha, but, Your Highness...."

"The Emperor will come to the meeting alone. It would be polite to count them together."

"... I understand."

Dalen walked out of the tent after the safaris with a strange look on her face.

And in the tent, Raydol and Zacharius were alone.

"What's wrong? Why don't you sit down?"

"Sit down. It'll be a very interesting meeting."

Raydol sat down on the chair facing Zacharius with his usual humble expression.

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The kingdom and the empire - the two holders of the Holy Sword, the representatives of the two countries, looked at each other in silence for a while.

Raidor had a challenging look. Zacharius enjoys the situation with Niyaniya and exchanges his gaze for reward.

How much silence did it last? Eventually Raydol opened his mouth as if he had given up.

"... well, the loser in the duel would have swallowed the winner's demands. Tell me what you want."

"Oh, I see. Promise."

Zacharius nodded with a look just like the one she remembered. It is a white-white attitude as I put it.

Well then, let's have them listen to my request. Don't be surprised.

Nii, lift your lips and Zacharius turns into a playboy's face.

Raydol slapped his tongue and put his cheek cane on the round table in disgust.