Excalibur Chronicle of Raidorl

Up, down, left and right.

The king's covert troops attacked from four directions as Raidorl stood in front of the warehouse door.

The armoured blades in their hands swung down in unison.

The speed with which they reduced the distance to zero in the blink of an eye, and the precision with which they combined, was remarkable even to Raidorl.

“you're fast ……, But.”

The smile on Raidorl's face never fades.

He grasped the hilt of his Dáinsleif with a relaxed hand, ignoring the blade that was about to pierce his body.

At the same moment, a black miasma erupted from the jet-black holy sword, which was still in its sheath, and splashed the covert who was jumping at it.

“Gu..AAAAAAAA”

“This is dull compared with the thunderbolt of Célia. Don't think you can pierce me with that kind of thrust.” 

“…… What abominable power!”

After kicking the enemy without even drawing his sword, Raidorl glared coldly at the covert who was blown away and plunged headfirst into his luggage.

In just a few seconds, half his men were defeated, and the captain of the covert unit's expression twisted into one of frustration.

“'Firebird', what are you doing? Release your magic now!”

“Hey, I've just finished preparing …………!”

“O hellfire, born of the depths.”

“Redder than vermilion, hotter than lava, the bird of blood.”

Two voices came from the mouth of the Fire-Eating Bird at the same time.

Raidorl's eyes widened at the sound of the two voices, which sounded like a sophisticated ventriloquism.

“Double chanting and double cast…………Spirit possession?”

“Well, how did you know? You’re quite knowledgeable.”

His red tongue was shown to Raidorl and above it were two black eyeballs and pale lips. There is a bruise on the tongue that looks like an anthrax.

The distorted face on the tongue moved as its eyeballs and looked at Raidorl

It was not a birthmark. It is certainly the face of a living creature.

“…..Neimilia likes to invoke the spirits of darkness, but I don't think I've ever seen a spirit used by anyone other than that guy.”

The face on his tongue is a grim one, and Raidorl mutters to himself.

Some of the best sorcerers make a pact with a higher being, a spirit, who lives in a place called the astral realm and grants them blessings.

Spirit possession is the most unusual of these. A spirit possession is an aberration, a parasite of the spirit that has become one with the body.

“I've heard that spirit possession is the result of an unconscious contract made with a spirit during childhood, when the child is still immature. Also, that most spirit possessed people die before they reach adulthood due to a power outburst?”

“I’m afraid I don't fit into that category. I'm an acquired cultured spirit.”

In the past, when he was a court magician, the Fire Eater would surgically insert spirits into the human body and deliberately create spirit possession.

After using his own body as a test subject, he unleashed his power and destroyed part of the palace.

The Fire-Eating Bird was expelled from the court as a heretic with dangerous ideas, but in exchange for his position at court, he succeeded in capturing the power of the spirits as a result of his experiments.

“Let's go…… then, shall we? Your Royal Highness!”

“Go crazy, go crazy, go crazy!”

“Burn, burn, burn!”

“Rage, hellfire!”

“Swallow, immortal flaming bird!”

“Gehenna Flame!”

“Flare Falcon!”

The mouth of a man and the mouth of a spirit.

The two mouths finish their chanting at the same time, and two spells are shot at Raidorl.

A circular magic circle appeared around his feet

The geometric pattern flickered and flames of hellfire shot out from under his feet.

At the same time, a phoenix with wings of flame appeared above the head of the "Fire-Eating Bird" and attacked Raidorl, cutting through the air.

The flames are hot enough to melt steel surrounded Raidorl from all sides.

Seeing Raidorl swallowed by the flames, the captain of the covert unit shouted in unionsion.

The fire-eating bird has unleashed a spell of the highest order, a spell that only a handful of court magicians can perform.

The spell is where a normal person would disappear without leaving a single bone.

But that is, if Raidorl was a normal person.

“….. Damn it! it's not working at all!”

As the captain and the rest of the covert crew shouted in triumph, the fire-eating bird puckered its lips in bitterness.

He reaches into his pocket for a new cigarette, but frowns even more when he realises that the one he's just taken was his last. 

“I'm depressed that 30 years of study hasn't made a difference. I'm going to burn up”

Raidor's body is still embraced by the fire of the Red Lotus.

However, a huge magic power overflowed from the fire. It was as if he was looking into an abyss, and the black magic was not diminished. 

And then–

“……?”

The next thing ‘firebird’ knows, the magic flames have been neutralised.

Raidorl didn't do anything special. He saw no sign of magic being used.

Despite the fact that nothing had been done, the two highest level spells were extinguished in an instant.

"No way! This is ridiculous !"

The captain shouts as if he can't believe it.

In the space where the flames had raged earlier, stood Raidorl with his holy sword still in its sheath.