Excalibur Chronicle of Raidorl

Two weeks after Mertina's visit to Raidorl, Darren Garst, the Thousand Horsemen of the Kingdom of Zain, arrives in the frontier city of Raid.

The young general, riding his horse, is followed by the 1,000 men he leads.

“Wow, …… they’re moving faster than I thought.” 

Looking down from the top of the city walls, towards the soldiers outside, Raidorl sniffed and muttered.

Darren was going to retrieve a royalty, albeit in exile. They had expected him to come here a little more prepared, whether by gentle means or violent ones.

“That's why our country is in such dire straits. ……” 

Standing next to Raidorl, Mertina added that.

A slave collar was placed around the neck of the neat-faced noblewoman, and a thin chain hung from a metal shackle.

She was treated like a dog, which was too much for the daughter of the vizier, but it was only natural that she should be cursed by the royal family.

“Our country is trapped by the imperial invasion and there is no other way to save it but you….!”

“By whose permission do you speak to me? I didn't give you that permission.” 

“I'm so sorry …..hikyuu!?”

Mertina's slender body jerked and then collapsed, losing all strength.

With her hands on the wall and her shoulders shaking, Mertina's white skin was flushed with a hint of red and her rose-like lips were panting hotly.

Looking down at her former fiancé, who now looked as if he were in heat, Raidorl's lips twisted in mockery.

“You are looking very good. I wonder how the Prime Minister would look if he saw you now.” 

“…………”

Mertina bites her lip in frustration at Raidorl's taunts and looks up at her childhood friend in a crouched position.

The blue eyes that stared up at him were not only filled with resentment at his unfair treatment, but also with a flirtatious lust that Raidorl did not miss.

Mertina tried unsuccessfully to restrain Raidorl with a curse but was caught and subjected to severe questioning.

Mertina, who admitted that the curse was not imposed by the king or the vizier, but by her own decision, faced the harsh interrogation and was treated in a way that one would not expect of a noblewoman.

Raidorl has already made up his mind to return to the capital and confront his unreasonable brother. So, he wanted information about the king and the vizier as much as he could.

So, in an effort to gather as much information as possible from Mertina, he gave her a torturous interrogation…… but she kept her mouth shut like a shell and refused to divulge any information.

“I don't like her as a childhood friend, but I respect her for this. I don't know how much loyalty to one's country one has to have to grow up to be a woman like her.” 

Raidorl nodded admiringly at Mertina, whose personality was the picture of selflessness and devotion.

What kind of education did the Prime Minister give her to make her such a personality of an iron lady?

Raidorl was very curious about that, but he didn’t want to return to his hometown, which has become hostile territory, without getting any information.

After much pondering, Raidorl decided to leave Mertina in the hands of Neimilia.

“Mmmmmmmm, I know all about women's tears. I will make her into a faithful dog for her master!” 

She then struck her pale breasts with force and cast various spells over the body of the captive girl.

A curse that debilitates the mind.

A curse that diminishes vigilance and defiance.

A curse that makes her defenceless against pain and pleasure.

And – a curse that gives intense pleasure to the words and touch of Raidorl.

(TL: woah, no holding back I see)

It was only a week ago that Neimilia placed the curse on Mertina, but the mighty spirit of the Prime Minister's daughter was already falling.

“Man can resist pain, but he cannot resist pleasure and happiness. No matter how much torture he is trained to endure, it will not change this.” 

The mere mention of Raidorl is enough to send her into a state of near-coital pleasure, which would be unbearable for Mertina, a noblewoman who has been forced to live a chaste life.

The curse of the Witch of Doom has taken its toll on Mertina's spirit, and though she remains loyal to her country, her heart is steadily turning towards Raidorl.

In fact, she has already divulged some pretty deep inside information about the Kingdom of Zain. Although she has not revealed any definitive secrets, it is a far cry from the first time. 

“She's still rebelling, but it's only a matter of time. Soon, she'll be killing her own parents for your master.” 

Seeing Neimilia smiling cheerfully, Raidorl was convinced. 

“Yea, she’s a witch.”

“Well…… the knight has come for me as planned, and they’re really not hostile to me, are they?”

“Hmm ……of course. The king had ordered that if his highness was to return to the capital, he should be brought there courteously……!” 

When Mertina is given permission to open her mouth, she answers Raidorl's question with a shiver of pleasure.

“And Darren Garst, the Thousand Horsemen, is a man of integrity. …… He would never disrespect Your Highness!” 

“Hmm, now you mention it.” 

With a cruel smile on his face, Raidorl looked down at the knight who had stepped forward to the castle gate.

No matter how pure and innocent he is, he must be an enemy to Raidorl simply because he is loyal to his brother Granard, the king who exiled him.

“I will swallow you all, devour you all, and take back what was taken from me. Prepare yourselves!”

“My name is Darren Garst and I am here by order of His Majesty the King to receive His Royal Highness the King’s brother Raidorl! Please open the gates!”

Unaware of Raidorl's determination, Darren raises his voice.

Raidorl gave the signal with his hand to open the gates.

Unaware that this would be a turning point in the history of the kingdom, the cavalry led by Darren entered the frontier city at a leisurely pace.