Raidorl have decided to make an expedition to the Kingdom of Athena and began in earnest to defeat the 『earth』 Witch Osman and the undead hordes.
In the midst of all this, another holder of the Holy Sword, Neferthe Athena, visited Justy Oigist.
A few weeks ago, Justy was severely injured in a battle with the Knights of the 『Hunger』 .
After the battle, Justy was taken to a temporary hospital that houses the war wounded like other wounded, where he received treatment from military doctors.
The injuries Justy sustained were not minor.
Justy was able to survive because of his well-trained body and strong spirit, but an ordinary person would have been incapable of re-injuring himself.
The military doctor diagnosed that he was not sure if Justy would be able to return to the front line as the Chief of the Thousand Horsemen.
Neferte’s expression is of course gloomy as he visits his comrade-in-arms. But….
“Oh,Your Highness Neferte. It’s been a long time!”
“Ju, Justy–dono! Is it safe to move now!?”
When Neferte visited the ward, Justy was in the middle of doing push-ups on the floor.
How long had he been doing muscle training? Justy’s body was drenched in sweat and the room was as hot as a sauna due to the heat rising from the man’s body.
“Uma, all that sleeping is making me nauseous! I have to get my body back in shape so I can get back to the front as soon as possible!”
Justy assured Neferte with a smile that was so fresh it was almost hot.
Justy’s muscular body was bandaged and fresh scars were etched here and there.
However, his expression is endlessly cheerful. His face is full of joy at his physical training, and he has a fresh, sportsman-like smile on his face.
“I hear that you will soon be going on an expedition to the Kingdom of Athena? This Justy Oigist, I swear to you, I will have my body fit again by then, and I will see you back, in the line of fire!”
“Hahaha….. you’re really tough, Justy–dono……”
Neferte smiled, half in dismay and half in shock.
To be honest, Neferte wasn’t sure what to say to him until he walked into his hospital room. He knew Justy would be depressed, having been told by the doctors that he might not be able to recover again.
But…..he was wrong.
Justy had been moving his body for quite some time and was preparing for his next battle.
“This is something I can’t afford to lose either….I’ll have to do better in the next battle.”
“Umu, that’s the spirit! By the way, I heard that….. Your Highness Neferte has awakened as the holder of the Holy Sword? I didn’t think that the dagger you normally carry around with you was a holy sword….. I’ve been completely deceived!”
“I didn’t mean to deceive you. It’s more like….I was fooled by my father too, apparently.”
Neferte stroked the hilt of the dagger at his waist.
A dagger with a blade of about 20 cm in length,Neferte had no idea that it was a holy sword handed down in the royal family.
The dagger had been given to him as a guardian sword by his father when he was a child, but he had been deceived since then.
“King Athena….why did my father hide the fact that this protective dagger was the Holy Sword MistilteinnIf he had told me earlier, the Kingdom of Athena might not have been destroyed…..”
It was a question that had pierced Neferte’s heart and plagued his mind on more than one occasion.
If he had known that this was a holy sword, he might have been able to resist being unilaterally destroyed when she was invaded by…..Osman and her hordes of undead.
His beloved family. He might have been able to defend his homeland……. Such spikes of regret pierce Neferte’s heart, jiggling and bleeding and tormenting him.
“….. A monarch is not a person. Yet they cannot be monsters to the core of their being.”
Justy stopped his muscle training and said something like that to Neferte, whose expression was distorted in sadness.
“Your father, King Ramdis Athena, may not have been a full king….He chose to be a parent rather than to be a king. He chose to let his child escape rather than to use his child’s power to protect the country.”
“……Should I be proud of my father? Or should I hate my father for going the wrong way as king?”
“…that is not for me to decide. But……it is not something that must be answered immediately. Your Highness is still young. You have plenty of time to think about it.”
Justy laughed, wiping the sweat from his strong body.
“You are the would-be king of Athena. Whether you take pride in your father or see him as a role model, …… you may take the royal path you see fit.”
“………..”
At Justy’s words, Neferte bit his lip and fell silent, clutching the holy sword entrusted to her at her chest.
Neferte may one day resent her father. The day may come when he will despise the foolish king who let his precious warriors flee and drove his country to ruin for the sake of his own children’s love.
‘But……that is not for today. For now, let’s focus on what I must do for the restoration of Athena.’
Neferte mourned his father’s death for once and for all, and sincerely prayed for his soul.
“Thank you……Justy–dono. I feel my restlessness is subsiding now thanks to you.”
“If my words have given you even the slightest push, then I am very happy.. Speaking of which, …… are you going out somewhere now?”
Justy suddenly realised and tilted his head.
Neferte was dressed in comfortable clothes and even carried a luggage bag like an adventurer would wear. He was dressed as if she were going on a little adventure.
“Aaa, we’re going on an expedition now. With His Highness Raidorl.”
“With His Highness Raidorl? Where are you going?”
When Justy asks, Neferte’s expression tightens slightly, as if he is slightly nervous, but he still speaks clearly.
“To the western border – the Fernigesh mountain range, the mountain range separating Zain and Athena. We are going to kill the black dragon Fernigesh that lives there.”
TL: So, I don’t know if you know about this but Raidorl vol2 will be coming out soon. As soon it’s out I’ll open the chapter of vol1. tq for reading
Raidorl have decided to make an expedition to the Kingdom of Athena and began in earnest to defeat the 『earth』 Witch Osman and the undead hordes.
In the midst of all this, another holder of the Holy Sword, Neferthe Athena, visited Justy Oigist.
A few weeks ago, Justy was severely injured in a battle with the Knights of the 『Hunger』 .
After the battle, Justy was taken to a temporary hospital that houses the war wounded like other wounded, where he received treatment from military doctors.
The injuries Justy sustained were not minor.
Justy was able to survive because of his well-trained body and strong spirit, but an ordinary person would have been incapable of re-injuring himself.
The military doctor diagnosed that he was not sure if Justy would be able to return to the front line as the Chief of the Thousand Horsemen.
Neferte’s expression is of course gloomy as he visits his comrade-in-arms. But….
“Oh,Your Highness Neferte. It’s been a long time!”
“Ju, Justy–dono! Is it safe to move now!?”
When Neferte visited the ward, Justy was in the middle of doing push-ups on the floor.
How long had he been doing muscle training? Justy’s body was drenched in sweat and the room was as hot as a sauna due to the heat rising from the man’s body.
“Uma, all that sleeping is making me nauseous! I have to get my body back in shape so I can get back to the front as soon as possible!”
Justy assured Neferte with a smile that was so fresh it was almost hot.
Justy’s muscular body was bandaged and fresh scars were etched here and there.
However, his expression is endlessly cheerful. His face is full of joy at his physical training, and he has a fresh, sportsman-like smile on his face.
“I hear that you will soon be going on an expedition to the Kingdom of Athena? This Justy Oigist, I swear to you, I will have my body fit again by then, and I will see you back, in the line of fire!”
“Hahaha….. you’re really tough, Justy–dono……”
Neferte smiled, half in dismay and half in shock.
To be honest, Neferte wasn’t sure what to say to him until he walked into his hospital room. He knew Justy would be depressed, having been told by the doctors that he might not be able to recover again.
But…..he was wrong.
Justy had been moving his body for quite some time and was preparing for his next battle.
“This is something I can’t afford to lose either….I’ll have to do better in the next battle.”
“Umu, that’s the spirit! By the way, I heard that….. Your Highness Neferte has awakened as the holder of the Holy Sword? I didn’t think that the dagger you normally carry around with you was a holy sword….. I’ve been completely deceived!”
“I didn’t mean to deceive you. It’s more like….I was fooled by my father too, apparently.”
Neferte stroked the hilt of the dagger at his waist.
A dagger with a blade of about 20 cm in length,Neferte had no idea that it was a holy sword handed down in the royal family.
The dagger had been given to him as a guardian sword by his father when he was a child, but he had been deceived since then.
“King Athena….why did my father hide the fact that this protective dagger was the Holy Sword MistilteinnIf he had told me earlier, the Kingdom of Athena might not have been destroyed…..”
It was a question that had pierced Neferte’s heart and plagued his mind on more than one occasion.
If he had known that this was a holy sword, he might have been able to resist being unilaterally destroyed when she was invaded by…..Osman and her hordes of undead.
His beloved family. He might have been able to defend his homeland……. Such spikes of regret pierce Neferte’s heart, jiggling and bleeding and tormenting him.
“….. A monarch is not a person. Yet they cannot be monsters to the core of their being.”
Justy stopped his muscle training and said something like that to Neferte, whose expression was distorted in sadness.
“Your father, King Ramdis Athena, may not have been a full king….He chose to be a parent rather than to be a king. He chose to let his child escape rather than to use his child’s power to protect the country.”
“……Should I be proud of my father? Or should I hate my father for going the wrong way as king?”
“…that is not for me to decide. But……it is not something that must be answered immediately. Your Highness is still young. You have plenty of time to think about it.”
Justy laughed, wiping the sweat from his strong body.
“You are the would-be king of Athena. Whether you take pride in your father or see him as a role model, …… you may take the royal path you see fit.”
“………..”
At Justy’s words, Neferte bit his lip and fell silent, clutching the holy sword entrusted to her at her chest.
Neferte may one day resent her father. The day may come when he will despise the foolish king who let his precious warriors flee and drove his country to ruin for the sake of his own children’s love.
‘But……that is not for today. For now, let’s focus on what I must do for the restoration of Athena.’
Neferte mourned his father’s death for once and for all, and sincerely prayed for his soul.
“Thank you……Justy–dono. I feel my restlessness is subsiding now thanks to you.”
“If my words have given you even the slightest push, then I am very happy.. Speaking of which, …… are you going out somewhere now?”
Justy suddenly realised and tilted his head.
Neferte was dressed in comfortable clothes and even carried a luggage bag like an adventurer would wear. He was dressed as if she were going on a little adventure.
“Aaa, we’re going on an expedition now. With His Highness Raidorl.”
“With His Highness Raidorl? Where are you going?”
When Justy asks, Neferte’s expression tightens slightly, as if he is slightly nervous, but he still speaks clearly.
“To the western border – the Fernigesh mountain range, the mountain range separating Zain and Athena. We are going to kill the black dragon Fernigesh that lives there.”
TL: So, I don’t know if you know about this but Raidorl vol2 will be coming out soon. As soon it’s out I’ll open the chapter of vol1. tq for reading
