CH 115

End of meeting

Translated by SoundDestiny

Edited by Zil

“Well, …… that’s how we got the story!”

Zacharias claps and rings his hands in a pacific manner, as if he has regained his composure.

“The Empire will return to the Kingdom all that it has gained in this battle. In return, I will receive my prisoners and my holy sword.”

“And……I will join you in the fight against the witches as your collaborator, right?”

“Hmm. Save your strength while you still have it. The enemy is not only the witches. You will have to fight the apostles, the demons who have received their power and also the demons that are used by them.”

“Apostle or demon, you’ll have an easy against it, won’t you?”

Remembering his earlier duel – the power called ‘Holy Armour’ – Raidorl blurts out.

The warrior of God called [the righteous of purgatory], even if the witch and the apostle came with the demon, they must be burned just by touching the armor sleeve.

“Oi,oi,oi..You can’t be overconfident regarding the power of the holy armour. It is a trump card for the keeper of the holy sword. It consumes a lot of magic power. You can’t use it for very long.”

“Heh……that’s a good one to hear.”

So, no matter how powerful he was, he was not invincible.

“Of course, the witches and apostles will think so too. It is also possible that they will use small fish to reduce our strength. Don’t rely too much on the power of the holy sword. Train your soldiers and build a strong army. Defeat the enemy’s army with your own!”

“Fummm…”

The army didn’t need to be told. Raidorl already has an army of his own, and he is working to strengthen it.

It was an army to prepare for the war against his brother Granard and the Empire, but he did not expect it to be a weapon against the apostles and demons.

“The Empire will now end its war with the Kingdom of Zain and concentrate on conquering the south and east. We will destroy all those who are lukewarm about peace and search for the missing holy sword. You, too, can take control of the kingdom and become its king.”

“You’ll support me? My rebellion.”

“I’ll do as much to give you the support you need. But don’t expect me to help you. If you can’t manage one country, you can’t manage the fate of the world!” 

“I’m not going to ask you for anything. This is my revenge. It’s my rebellion!”

Raidorl spat arrogantly and rose from his chair.

This is the end of the peace between the two nations, the Kingdom and the Empire.

From then on, each of them will have to confront common enemies.

In spite of all the talk of witch revival and the salvation of the world, in the end there is only one goal for Raidorl.

To settle the score with his brother King Granard Zain. To put an end to his past and his revenge. That was all.

“Shall we end this now? I’m afraid I’ve got a lot of work to do, and I think it’s time for my dear brother to go.”

If the witches are resurrected and Raidorl have to fulfil duties as the keeper of the Holy Sword, he will no longer be able to take revenge on his brother. He must end this before it happens.

“Back to the Royal Capital, we’ll have a showdown……! The first, and last, real fight between brothers!”

With determination in his heart, Raidorl grasps his holy sword.

His fate began to turn from the moment the holy sword Dáinsleif was pulled out. And only one conclusion was about to come.

“Oh, yes, yes,. I forgot to tell you one thing”

“Hm?”

He was about to leave his tent, ready to fight his brother, when he heard a distracted voice behind him.

When Raidorl turned to look at Zacharias, he was scratching his head with a faint look on his face.

“What is it?…..I’m getting busy now…”

“I forgot something important. There’s one more thing I have to ask of you.”

“A demand……?”

Raidorl raises his eyebrows suspiciously.

The peace talks are already over. What kind of demand can Zacharias  make at this time?

“You’re not married yet, aren’t you? A king needs a wife who will support him in his supremacy. I will provide one for you.”

“HAAAAAAAA?!”

Zacharias  drops a bomb on him as if it were a good idea, Raidorl in return couldn’t react to the demand he just heard and stood like a tree.

“I’ll give you the princess of the Empire as a bride! BE MY SON, RAIDORL ZAIN!”