A hero's fate
“…… Let’s go back to the story. If I take back the territory you took from me and leave the Kingdom of Zain, that means that I can take care of this country, right?”
“Yes, that’s right. I’ll leave the defense of the western part of the continent to you. You’ll have to do your best to keep the witches at bay.”
Zacharias continues with an amusing laugh.
“I’m looking for you to do two things. To protect the people from the invading witches. And to search for the missing holy swords. According to legend, there are twelve holy swords in the world, but only seven are known to exist. I want to find the remaining five for the battle to come.”
The seven holy swords that are known to exist. Raidorl had heard of them.
The Kingdom of Zain owns a Dáinsleif. The Empire owns three of them. In addition, the power called the Twelve Holy Church, which was mentioned in the story of Zacharias earlier, owns two holy swords.
There’s one remaining, it was said to be owned by the Lourant Metropolitan City, on the eastern edge of the continent.
“There are five missing holy swords: …… Is it really that easy to find them?”
“Possibly in the southern part of the continent, where there is a high concentration of beastmen and sub-human nations. And the countries further west of the Kingdom of Zain. There is also the possibility of a Far Eastern island nation further east of the Lourant capital……”
“….hmmm”
In his mind, Raidorl has drawn a map of the western part of the continent, with the Kingdom of Zain at the centre.
The Alsatian Empire is not the only country on the border between the centre of the continent and the west. To the west of the kingdom, there are a number of smaller countries, separated by mountain ranges.
They had only a limited relationship with the smaller countries to the west, and were unsure of the existence of the holy sword.
“You’re not going to tell me that I have to invade those small countries in the west to find the holy sword, are you?”
“Haha, if the Kingdom of Zain has the strength to do so, then so be it. I’ll leave it to you to decide. I don’t care how it’s done, as long as all the witches are destroyed in the end!”
“………….”
Raidorl falls silent with a bitter look on his face. There is so much information given to him so suddenly that he cannot sort it out and his mind becomes confused.
A witch’s resurrection, a missing holy sword.
What could he do with such a fairytale problem?
The only thing that matters to Raidorl is to get rid of the Empire and settle the score with his brother.
Why should he have to deal with such an important issue as the crisis of the world?
“It’s a big story, isn’t it? The fight between me and my brother seems like a trivial quarrel between brothers ..”
Raidorl’s lips lifted in self-mockery.
He wanted to turn the tables on those who banished him and take back what was taken from him.
He has taken up the holy sword again for this purpose, but why do he keep getting into trouble after trouble?
Or maybe this is what it means to be ‘a hero’.
Has the world’s recognition of his power caused him to hold on to so many things?
“……is unreasonable. No, it’s not the first time it’s happened.”
“Life is like that, isn’t it? Don’t think that those who are chosen by the holy sword can go through life in peace.”
Zacharias laughed in amusement at the look on Raidorl’s face as he bemoaned the impermanence of the world, as if he had finally noticed it.
“The world is unreasonable and unforgiving. But…… we have the holy sword on our side. It’s better to be given the right to resist the unreasonable world as a strong person, instead of being trampled on unilaterally as a weak person.”
“……Those are some inspiring words. I’m impressed.”
At the words of the man who could be called the High King, Raidorl held his forehead as if he were fighting off a headache.
As Zacharias said, even if he were to triumph over his brother king, there would be no peace in Raidorl’s life.
The fight for revenge that he had started had already gone beyond a fight between brothers. It has engulfed the country and many people.
The name of the new hero, Raidorl Zain, will be known all over the continent for having once defeated the Imperial army and survived a duel with the most powerful man in the world.
No matter how many unreasonable things are thrown at him, Raidorl has no choice but to grit his teeth and face them head on.
This is the fate of those who are chosen by the holy sword, and it is the fate of the heroes who are burdened with the destiny of saving the world
A hero's fate
“…… Let’s go back to the story. If I take back the territory you took from me and leave the Kingdom of Zain, that means that I can take care of this country, right?”
“Yes, that’s right. I’ll leave the defense of the western part of the continent to you. You’ll have to do your best to keep the witches at bay.”
Zacharias continues with an amusing laugh.
“I’m looking for you to do two things. To protect the people from the invading witches. And to search for the missing holy swords. According to legend, there are twelve holy swords in the world, but only seven are known to exist. I want to find the remaining five for the battle to come.”
The seven holy swords that are known to exist. Raidorl had heard of them.
The Kingdom of Zain owns a Dáinsleif. The Empire owns three of them. In addition, the power called the Twelve Holy Church, which was mentioned in the story of Zacharias earlier, owns two holy swords.
There’s one remaining, it was said to be owned by the Lourant Metropolitan City, on the eastern edge of the continent.
“There are five missing holy swords: …… Is it really that easy to find them?”
“Possibly in the southern part of the continent, where there is a high concentration of beastmen and sub-human nations. And the countries further west of the Kingdom of Zain. There is also the possibility of a Far Eastern island nation further east of the Lourant capital……”
“….hmmm”
In his mind, Raidorl has drawn a map of the western part of the continent, with the Kingdom of Zain at the centre.
The Alsatian Empire is not the only country on the border between the centre of the continent and the west. To the west of the kingdom, there are a number of smaller countries, separated by mountain ranges.
They had only a limited relationship with the smaller countries to the west, and were unsure of the existence of the holy sword.
“You’re not going to tell me that I have to invade those small countries in the west to find the holy sword, are you?”
“Haha, if the Kingdom of Zain has the strength to do so, then so be it. I’ll leave it to you to decide. I don’t care how it’s done, as long as all the witches are destroyed in the end!”
“………….”
Raidorl falls silent with a bitter look on his face. There is so much information given to him so suddenly that he cannot sort it out and his mind becomes confused.
A witch’s resurrection, a missing holy sword.
What could he do with such a fairytale problem?
The only thing that matters to Raidorl is to get rid of the Empire and settle the score with his brother.
Why should he have to deal with such an important issue as the crisis of the world?
“It’s a big story, isn’t it? The fight between me and my brother seems like a trivial quarrel between brothers ..”
Raidorl’s lips lifted in self-mockery.
He wanted to turn the tables on those who banished him and take back what was taken from him.
He has taken up the holy sword again for this purpose, but why do he keep getting into trouble after trouble?
Or maybe this is what it means to be ‘a hero’.
Has the world’s recognition of his power caused him to hold on to so many things?
“……is unreasonable. No, it’s not the first time it’s happened.”
“Life is like that, isn’t it? Don’t think that those who are chosen by the holy sword can go through life in peace.”
Zacharias laughed in amusement at the look on Raidorl’s face as he bemoaned the impermanence of the world, as if he had finally noticed it.
“The world is unreasonable and unforgiving. But…… we have the holy sword on our side. It’s better to be given the right to resist the unreasonable world as a strong person, instead of being trampled on unilaterally as a weak person.”
“……Those are some inspiring words. I’m impressed.”
At the words of the man who could be called the High King, Raidorl held his forehead as if he were fighting off a headache.
As Zacharias said, even if he were to triumph over his brother king, there would be no peace in Raidorl’s life.
The fight for revenge that he had started had already gone beyond a fight between brothers. It has engulfed the country and many people.
The name of the new hero, Raidorl Zain, will be known all over the continent for having once defeated the Imperial army and survived a duel with the most powerful man in the world.
No matter how many unreasonable things are thrown at him, Raidorl has no choice but to grit his teeth and face them head on.
This is the fate of those who are chosen by the holy sword, and it is the fate of the heroes who are burdened with the destiny of saving the world
