Raidorl Seiken Senki

Chapter 29: Witches and Assassins.

Translated by SoundOfDestiny

Edited by Zil

“Welcome home, Master.”

After retrieving his holy sword, Raidorl returned to the house and was greeted by Neimilia with a smile that made him melt.

Her sweet, sugary, beautiful faces are the stuff of dreams for the opposite sex and even the same sex.

“Aaa.”

Despite such a smile, Raidorl’s reaction is indifferent.

He replied casually, but his eyes were fixed on the “thing” lying on the floor. He raises his eyebrows suspiciously.

“What’s that? Where did you get it from?”

“I can’t believe I picked them up! They came into our house without our permission. We should just exterminate them now!”

Five men lie at the feet of Neimilia, waving their hands in the air.

They are dressed in ragged clothes that Raidorl would not expect to see in this section of the city, where the nobility live, and all of them are white eyed, foaming at the mouth and in a coma.

“So? Who are these people?”

“Through, torture……and interrogation, it seems that they have an assassin hired by the nobility of this country.”

“Assassins……come on, you’re trying to kill me now?”

It is not surprising that he was threatened with death after his rampage in the presence of the king. It’s no surprise that they wanted to kill him.

Has a nobleman with the king’s blessing sent an assassin to take revenge on the king’s behalf?

“But then again, they’re moving too fast. I thought that if Granard’s men were going to move, it would be after they had finished analysing the curse I had placed on them……”

The curse that Raidorl had placed on Granard is triggered when Granard does something that violates his agreement with Raidorl. The most common thing to violate the agreement is to harm Raidorl.

“Isn’t it a little too early to be attacking us before we can even lift the curse?”

“No, no, no. I think these people were after me.”

“You..?”

“Yes, they were going to take me alive and take me somewhere, weren’t they?”

Raidorl pondered over Neimilia’s words for a while, then concluded and snapped his fingers.

“Oh, yeah, hostages!”

It is not clear whether the noblemen who employ them are under the control of the king or not.

Either way, they must have tried to keep Neimilia in custody as a bargaining chip against Raidorl.

“I see. That was a blind spot.”

It was not that he had forgotten about Neimilia.

However, for Raidorl, Neimilia was not someone to be protected, and therefore he had no idea that she would be taken hostage.

In the first place, Neimilia’s true identity is that of the ‘Six Witches of Doom’, the demons who almost destroyed the world. Although she has lost most of her power through hundreds of years of sealing, her power is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Even Raidorl, who has received the blessing of the holy sword, is no match for Neimilia without the power of the Dáinsleif.

The adventurers of the pioneering city of Raid are Raidorl’s trusted comrades-in-arms. They are far more trustworthy than the beautiful knights who guard the capital.

However, they have the role of preventing the influx of demons from the jungles of the south and will not be able to easily leave the pioneer city.

It is not easy for them to leave the city, especially when Raidorl, the city’s best soldier, has left the city.

“Once the fight against the empire is over, I’ll have to face my brother….. Granard. Next, I’d like to have at least a couple more limbs I can use. ……”

However, this is Granard’s home turf. There are not many people who would side with Raidorl.

And even if there are those who ostensibly side with him, there is no guarantee that they are not under the thumb of Granard or the nobility.

“If there’s any chance, it’s this battle with the Empire. If I achieve tangible results here, there will be people who will betray Granard and join me.”

In order to do this, they need to achieve an overwhelming result.

Victory is an absolute requirement, but it must be even more overwhelming than that.

He must take credit for the victory over his general, Darren Garst, and the other soldiers of the Royal Army.

“There’s only one option for that and only one….. Kill the enemy holy sword bearer!”

“Well, well, Master Raidorl. Would you like to have a bath or dinner? Or me? Is it me?”

“We’ll never know when my brother’s men will attack us. I don’t want any nightcap for a while.”

“Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

The cry came back more shocking than expected.

Neimilia was so loud that Raidorl had to hold both ears and heaved himself up.