The Recorder of Type-Moon History

After giving a few simple instructions, Scathach left.

When she came back a week later, the cabin had been completed.

"Not bad." Looking at the simple hut in front of her, Scathach nodded slightly, "Did you do this by yourself?"

"Yeah." Kevin, who had just returned from fetching water from the stream in the forest, nodded, thought for a moment and added, "But most of the furniture here was brought from home. I didn't tell Cu Chulainn and the others the truth."

"What did you say to them?" Scathach walked up and touched Kevin's head almost out of habit, and then sat aside.

"I said I would be practicing outside, and it would probably be a long time before I return."

"They let you go just like that?" Scathach looked at Kevin, a little curious.

"Cu Chulainn helped me stop Connor and the others." Kevin smiled and said, "Then I ran here... but to Grandpa Kesba's side."

Hearing this, Scathach nodded and said lightly: "Well, don't worry, I will say hello to Kaisba in a while."

"Thank you for your help, Master." Kevin said respectfully.

Scathach smiled and said, "Well, a week has passed. Have you decided what you want to learn?"

As the king of martial arts, Scathach can use almost any weapon, and they are all at the master level or even above!

It is precisely because of this that the students under her guidance can make rapid progress. After all, she has a pair of discerning eyes and can give the most accurate guidance to others.

"Gun!" Kevin barely hesitated.

But everyone has his or her specialty, and it is obvious that Scathach's specialty is guns. After all, this is a martial art that can kill gods!

Scathach was slightly surprised and said calmly, "Reason."

Kevin is a man that even Scathach considers to be rational. He naturally understands that the more advanced the ability, the harder it is to learn, not to mention that his talent is very poor!

"Master, you didn't give me any advice." Looking at Scathach, Kevin whispered his reasons: "I don't think it's because Master doesn't give any advice, but Master thinks that disciples have to start from scratch in everything they learn. In this case, then I dare to learn the best!"

To catch up with Cu Chulainn, the most dazzling hero of this era, is an extremely difficult task in itself, not to mention that Kevin is not just satisfied with just following!

"...you brat."

Scathach understood Kevin's meaning. She looked at Kevin in front of her and glanced at the magic sword on his body: "I originally thought that you would learn sword skills to reduce some of the difficulty, but I didn't expect that you are even stronger than I thought!"

"Originally, I thought you were rational, but now... I suddenly feel that I was wrong." Although she said so, Scathach couldn't hide the smile that was slightly upturned at the corner of her mouth.

"Do you want to be a hero?" Scathach asked the question again.

"No." Kevin shook his head again, but this time he added: "But I don't want to be weaker than Cu Chulainn!"

It is true that Kevin wants to keep up with Cu Chulainn's pace and help him in the future, but has Kevin, who has always been suppressed by Cu Chulainn, really never thought about fighting back one day?

"You don't want to be a hero, but you don't want to be weaker than others... Whatever."

Kevin's choice not only made Scathach feel that he was overestimating his abilities, but instead made her more interested in Kevin, and... looking forward to it!

"Don't die."

Scathach, with a dazzling smile on her beautiful face, said something extremely cruel to Kevin: "Don't die so easily!"

Thus, the hellish days officially began from today!

This is the most unbearable period for Kevin in the future, because just like Scathach said, 'Don't die easily'. In other words, in the next period of time, he will most likely die!

And the fact is, it is indeed so.

Scathach is the king of martial arts, not only because of her terrifying talent, but also because she has walked through countless Shura roads when she was young!

Because she knew very well that Kevin, who only had ordinary talent, could only wander in death and dance on the edge of a knife to achieve his goal!

Maybe when she saw this lovely boy lying in a pool of blood, she would feel sympathy and worry about him, but she would definitely not show mercy!

If Kevin in the future looks back on this history, he will find that among the thousands of death experiences, more than seven levels were caused by Scathach herself!

The magic gun in her hand has pierced Kevin's body more than once!

Several times, it almost pierced his heart!

If it weren't for the magic sword Fragrak's ability to reverse cause and effect, turning an already launched attack into one that could not be launched, and at the same time fly out to inflict heavy damage on the enemy.

Or maybe this Scathach is not a clone but the real person, and the magic spear is not made of random materials she found, and Kevin is already dead.

And the corresponding efforts will undoubtedly have corresponding rewards.

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Five years later.

Deep in the forest, accompanied by a deafening roar, a strange-looking monster with a snake body and a lion head, about three meters tall, fell down!

"Master." The young man, with his long black hair tied into a neat ponytail and casually placed behind him, stepped on the monster and shouted into the monster cave not far away: "Come out, it has been killed!"

Soon, facing the bright afternoon sunshine, a tall and beautiful woman with long dark purple hair casually draped behind her walked out.

Even in the depths of the forest where demonic beasts were raging, she looked like she was taking a leisurely stroll, and she was naturally Scathach!

With her beautiful red eyes, she glanced at the dead unknown monster, and then looked at the young man who jumped off the beast and was almost as tall as her. The corners of Scathach's mouth rose uncontrollably.

When the boy came to her, she habitually wanted to touch his head, but found that it seemed necessary to stand on tiptoe, so she changed to pinching his face.

"Not bad." Scaha pinched the cheek of the boy who didn't resist at all and said with a gentle look: "It only took half a day to kill it."

"Hehe, the main reason is that it's too stupid. It always thinks about using its ultimate move on me, and got stabbed by the magic sword several times." The young man lowered his head and smiled unusually brightly.

Scathach looked at the boy in front of her, who was standing on the body of the monster with high spirits in the previous second, and showed a childlike innocent smile in front of her in the next second, and couldn't help but laugh.

"You are the least talented student I have ever taught, and the one who cost me the most effort." Scathach put down her hand that was pinching his face and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead. "But you are also the student I am most satisfied with so far... Kevin, you have enough to be proud of!"

Yes, this young man with a black ponytail who is now almost as tall as Scathach is none other than Kevin who was trained/tortured by Scathach thousands of times!

Kevin was stunned for a moment, looking at Scathach in front of him with his black eyes, as if he didn't understand the meaning of her words.

"You should go out now." Scathach said with an unchanged smile: "Luger has come to see me several times. Your brother Cu Chulainn is already preparing for the exam to join the Knights of the Red Branch!"

"The Knights of the Red Branch?" Kevin was surprised. "It's only been five years. Shouldn't he still be a minor?!"

"He can't wait to propose to the girl he likes." Scathach turned away from the boy, walked towards the fallen beast, and explained.

"He has completed ten warrior trials, including the beast fight in the Ulster Kingdom Colosseum and the 100-man challenge, and has been qualified to join the Red Branch Knights!"

"Hmm... the magic of love?" Kevin was speechless for a moment, and curled his lips: "Well, it seems that I am in heat."

"What's wrong?" Scathach, who didn't mind the blood on the ground, reached into the body of the monster, as if looking for something, and said to Kevin: "You can finally go back, aren't you happy?"

"Hmm..." Kevin turned his head and looked at Scathach in front of him cautiously without saying a word.

"Can't bear to leave me?" Scathach glanced at him, "I don't see it, right? ... Are you afraid of seeing my physical body, and then being caught by me for more intense training?"

About a year ago, Kevin completely got rid of Scathach...or to be more precise, he got rid of Scathach's clone.

This clone, apart from the endless assassinations that give Kevin a headache, is no match for him in a head-on combat!

As for how much strength this clone has compared to Scathach, who knows.

But even so, Kevin is proud enough! After all, this is Scathach!

It is also because of this that hunting Warcraft has become Kevin's daily routine more than a year ago.

"Ahem." Kevin coughed twice, looking around and said, "Master, how can you say that? I obviously can't bear to part with you, Master..."

"Then it's even more okay, isn't it?" Scathach, who found the hardest skeleton in the body of the monster and pulled it out, said calmly: "Anyway, I will be able to teach you step by step in a short time, are you touched?"

"Master, please stop making trouble!" Upon hearing this, Kevin's expression instantly fell.

Over a year ago, I finally stopped being poked, but now I'm doing this again? And I'm poking him with my own real magic spear?

You will die. You will really die!

Looking at Kevin's depressed face and his desperate look about the future, Scathach couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, and then she took the bone and began to draw on it.

As the primitive rune magic was performed, Scathach staggered, and the frightened Kevin hurried forward to support her.

"It's okay." Seeing the confusion in Kevin's eyes, Scathach said, "The power has been overused. This clone will probably disappear in a while. Before that, you take this thing."

Scathach handed the skeleton in her hand... no, now it should be said that the pitch-black spear was handed to Kevin.

"It's a crude product, but it's better than ordinary weapons." Scathach stood up from Kevin's arms and pinched his cheek again. "You can use it for now. When you come over, I'll give you a better one."

"Well..." Kevin said nothing.

"If you dare to say you are busy or can't come." Scathach saw through the thoughts of this 'good disciple' and said with a smile: "I promise not to hunt you down... It's useless for your father to protect you!"

Kevin shuddered, and the next second he raised his head with a righteous look on his face, and said firmly: "Master, how can you say such a thing? I don't even have time to see you, how can I not go!"

"Oh?" Scathach raised her eyebrows and said casually: "In that case, in order to welcome my good disciple, I will prepare a great gift for you."

At this moment, Kevin just wanted to turn around and slap himself in the face!

Let you talk too much!

A big gift? ... I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy it when the time comes!

Finally, Kevin realized that he was the one who suffered the loss, so he simply shut his mouth, walked forward and picked up Scathach, and Scathach naturally held him.

When he was running fast with Scathach on the big tree in the forest, he forgot what happened just now and said, "Speaking of which, Master, I have a question I have always wanted to ask you."

Scathach glanced at Kevin. She knew very well that when Kevin used this strange name, it was usually something inappropriate.

"You said that you lured monsters every few days, and then let them catch you so that I could save you...but why didn't all these monsters hurt you?"

Kevin asked in a very curious tone: "Master, could it be that the monsters you picked are all male? Do they want to capture you and make you their concubine?!

Wow, thinking about it this way, they are really warriors worthy of our admiration! Wait wait! Master, I was wrong, don't poke, don't poke! "

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In the Kingdom of Ulster.

evening.

"It's been five years."

Cu Chulainn was only fifteen years old but was over 1.7 meters tall. He had grown into a handsome young man. He had just returned from the Colosseum with his long blue hair tied into a thin ponytail.

When passing by the cottage where she lived with Kevin five years ago, she suddenly stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.

The red eyes looked at the room which had been deserted for a short time since Kevin left, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"I don't know what happened to that guy now. There has been no news for such a long time." Cu Chulainn touched the dusty leather sofa and smiled silently, "But he must have become very strong!"

"Ah, you're back." Almost the next second after he finished speaking, Kevin, who had just washed his hair, walked in from the back door facing the sunset. He said while wiping his hair under his gradually widening eyes.

"Wait a minute, I'll go cook."

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