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Chapter 135: The Holy Sword and the Magic Sword

Translated by SoundDestiny

Edited by Zil

“Hmph…….”

Raidorl had come to the capital with his army, but he had no intention of losing the city in battle.

In the beginning, he had intended to advance his army to the vicinity of the capital, but he changed his mind when he heard from a messenger sent by Lockwood Marcell, that Neimilia and Célia? were hostages, and that he intended to execute them in front of Raidorl, who had come to the capital.

Raidorl snorts and laughs scornfully at Granard, who is blown away and runs into a wall.

If he had brute force his way to the royal capital, he would not be able to rescue them.

Even if Raidorl is an excellent swordsman and has excellent subordinates, including Darren, it is extremely difficult to decimate the kingdom’s walls and the knights guarding it, at the same time, to defeat Granard, who has become a magic sword user, and prevent his execution.

So Raidorl decided to take Lockwood up on his offer.

Through a messenger, Lockwood proposed that Raidorl should be secretly invited to the royal palace.

It was a strange proposal from a man who was supposed to be a loyal servant of his brother, Granard, and he did not immediately trust it.

In addition, when Raidorl had been expelled from the capital, Lockwood had also ridden there to protect Granard’s reign.

After confusing discussions with Darren and Sven, Raidorl finally decided to accept Lockwood’s proposal.

Despite his close ties to Lockwood, Raidorl could not believe that the prime minister would accept Granard, who had become a pawn of the witches, as king.

Lockwood Marcell had sacrificed his daughter Mertina for his country and lacked the compassion that a man should have.

Raidorl does not like the Prime Minister’s selflessness, but at the same time he approves of his beliefs.

Raidorl, with the help of Lockwood, infiltrated the royal palace with several of his men.

He was able to infiltrate the palace with a few of his men because Lockwood had sent the knights who were guarding the palace in advance to guard the walls.

He rescued the two captives, Neimilia and Célia, and then disguised himself in full body armour to strike a blow at Granard.

Incidentally, Raidorl’s army is fighting on the city walls. It is led by a shadow warrior, a man of similar build who wears the Raidorl’s armour.

The reason why they are attacking to bring down the walls is because they are acting as a decoy to attract the remaining knights and soldiers in the capital.

The new Raidorl army has little experience in actual combat, so this battle will be good training for them.

“Master!”

“Onii-san!”

Neimilia and Célia come running to Raidorl, who has blown up his brother.

“You two get out of the castle. I’ll finish off my brother.”

Raidorl keeps his eyes fixed on Granard, who has disappeared behind the wall, and directs the two girls who are running towards him.

“Master, I can support…….”

“No need.”

Without listening to the last word of Neimilia’s offer, Raidorl rejected it without a second thought. He was not going to let anyone else settle the matter with Granard.

When Raidorl replies without hesitation, Celia’s lips pucker in frustration.

“Mumu…… I owe the king for what he did to me, too.”

“Yes, I know that. But, you have to give it to me. For the past five years, he has been my target.”

He refused to let Célia help him, though he chuckled at Célia’s becoming grumpy.

She looks even more unhappy and spits a few words of defeat at Raidorl.

“Fine! But you’ll have to make it up to me, so be prepared!”

“All right. I’ll do whatever you want….I’ll even marry you if you want.”

“Fuah?”

At Raidorl’s joking reply, Célia’s face turns bright red.

“M-maa-MARRIAGE?….is onii-san stupid? I never care about you, onii-san!”

“Haha, ok. I’ve been rejected. I’m depressed.”

“Hmm, hmm!”

Raidorl smiles at her as she turns away, blushing lovingly, and turns his back to Granard. Granard was sent over the wall, but he still did not move.

At the same time, shouts could be heard from outside the room. It seems that the knights of the guard noticed the change and rushed to the scene.

There is no way that the interior of the palace will be emptied, no matter how hard the walls are attacked. The only people left in the palace are the last of the loyalists who knew that the king was disturbed and were ready to remain loyal.

As a knight of the Kingsguard who guards the court, their sword skill will not be weak.

“Your Highness, Raidorl. Leave it to us!”

Darren, who, like Raidorl, was in disguise, took off his helmet and drew his sword.

Darren is determined not to let anything stand in the way of the King and his brother’s battle.

The other men who had infiltrated with him followed suit.

“I’ll do it too! I’ll take care of it!!”

“It’s for the master’s own good. I’ll go with you!”

Célia and Neimilia also stepped forward to protect Raidorl.

Célia has not yet been able to regain her sword, which was taken from her by Granard. She holds in her hand a spare sword that she borrowed from Darren.

Raidorl is not sure if the damage from the fight with Granard has worn off on Neimilia, but she doesn’t seem to have as much magic as usual. As the Witch of Doom, she will have little use for her powers.

“Take it easy. If you die, I can’t help.”

“Of course I understand!”

“I won’t die until the three of us have sex”

“What are you talking about? I’m not doing it!”

Shouting adulterously, the two girls ran out into the corridor with Darren to confront the Kingsguard knights who had rushed in.

Feeling the presence of his friends fighting outside the room at his back, Raidorl glared ahead and opened his mouth.

“How long have you been asleep? I didn’t mean to slash you so hard, now get up.”

“……….”

There is no response from the hole in the wall.

Raidorl knows Granard is alive and well, he can still feel his presence.

“Or are you too embarrassed to show your face because you were caught offguard?　I was trying to lure a hostage as bait, but he took advantage of me and took me by surprise. I’m so humiliated I can’t even show my face.”

“…………..”

“Suck it up. But …… I’m not done with you yet. I’m not satisfied in the slightest.”

Raidorl points the tip of his Dáinsleif at the hole in the wall, and says resolutely

“I will take the throne of this land! I will not leave my country to a foolish king who has fallen into the service of a witch!　From this day forward, I am the ruler of this land!”

“Oooooooohh!!”

As soon as he heard the declaration, a wail of lamentation was released from behind the wall. It sounded as if it were coming from hell, tinged with lamentation, despair and rage.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light blew away the wreckage of the wall and Granard appeared from behind.

In his right hand, he holds a shining sword. It’s a witch’s sword: the magic sword Brionac.

“Raidorl……! Raidorrrllllllll!!!!!”

“You’re finally here…..you’re making me nervous!”

Raidorl laughed, bared his fangs at Granard, who appeared from behind the wall.

He’s not going to be taken by surprise like he was before. This is where the real battle begins.

Five years ago, the paths of two brothers diverged. The time has come for them to finally meet in the form of killing each other.

“Come on…..let’s get it over with. My Brother.”

In a cold, murderous tone of voice, Raidorl spat and raised Dáinsleif.

Two brothers born into the royal family of Zain. One is the oldest and the other is the youngest, born of the same blood.

A magic sword and a holy sword. After five years, the time has come for a final showdown between the two men, who carry two contradictory weapons: the light and the curse.