The Recorder of Type-Moon History

…Oh my god.

Staring blankly in the direction where Scathach left, Kevin's heart was filled with huge waves.

She knows I know her? ...When was it exposed?

Yes, judging by Scathach's last words, it's clear that she knows Kevin knows her.

As for when he knew it, and why he played this trick with Kevin after knowing it... who knows.

This guy can't read my mind, can he?! ... Well, that shouldn't be possible. After all, I've always called her BBA. If she really could read my mind, she would have died long ago. Kevin rubbed his head and felt a little headache. After subconsciously glancing at the bloody scene not far away, he frowned and turned away quickly.

Not long after the two left, the beasts that lost Scathach's suppression gradually gathered together, and in less than a few seconds, they had divided up the food.

All of this is very common in this era.

After this incident, Kevin naturally lost the idea of ​​continuing and quickly left the forest and returned home.

"Um?"

Just as Kevin was about to take a shower and have a good rest, he suddenly saw an old man at the door who was neither familiar nor unfamiliar.

"Grandpa Kesba? Why are you here?"

The old man was about to knock on the door when he heard Kevin's voice behind him. He turned around and saw Kevin who had just returned. He smiled kindly and said, "Kevin, long time no see."

Kesba, the biological father of Cu Chulainn's mother Dektel and Cu Chulainn's grandfather, so Kevin knew him.

Moreover, he is a druid, a druid with extraordinary abilities, and the person assisting him is none other than King Conchirb!

Although Kevin was a little surprised by his arrival, he didn't say much. He walked forward to open the door, respectfully invited him into the house, and served him good tea and snacks.

Kesba didn't intend to stay at first, he just came to ask Kevin a small matter...well, a small matter.

But when he found the pastries on the table were something he had never seen before and they smelled very good, he sat down.

"Even though I've tasted it many times, I have to say that your cooking skills are really good." After taking a bite, Kesba nodded in satisfaction at the sweet taste and said with a smile, "No wonder King Conchieber has always wanted to summon you to the palace."

"After all, the ingredients used to make this were all given to me by my father."

Looking at Kevin's faint smile, Kesba smiled without saying anything. As a powerful druid, he naturally knew that this thing had nothing to do with Ruger.

Even Ruger loved it and gave it a magical fruit as a reward.

"Grandpa Kesba, are you here to look for Cu Chulainn?" Kevin knew that he couldn't fool the druid, so he changed the subject with the next sentence.

"But he doesn't seem to be here..."

"Cuchulain is in the castle, training with many warriors in combat." Kesba interrupted Kevin, "I came to see you."

I?

Kevin was stunned for a moment, and at the same time, the face of Scathach, who had just separated from him, naturally appeared in his mind, and he felt speechless.

What happened today?

"Originally, I sent the potion as Cu Chulainn and Connor asked..." Kaisba took out the potion, looked at Kevin's puzzled expression, squinted his eyes, and took it back.

He smiled and said, "But now it seems that it is not necessary... Child, if I am not mistaken, you should have just come out of the Yali Forest, right?"

"Yeah." Although Kevin was a little curious about what the potion was used for, he still nodded in agreement with what Kesba said.

"Good boy..." As a wise man like Kesba, and having been watching Kevin, he naturally knew why Kevin went to the forest.

He waved his hand, asked Kevin to sit next to him, and rubbed his head.

"There is a little boy who will become a great warrior the day he takes up a weapon.

His name will live forever on the continent of Erin, but he will also die young!"

This prophecy was made by Caspar, and the little boy in the prophecy naturally corresponds to Cu Chulainn!

Kaisba knew that Kevin, who had always behaved very smartly since three years ago, must have understood this matter a long time ago.

Otherwise, if he had the magic sword, he would not have trained himself so hard in an attempt to catch up with Cu Chulainn.

Even though the divine fruit laid a foundation for him, it could only make him an excellent warrior at most. To be more precise, without the magic sword, it would be difficult for him to even enter the Red Branch Knights!

Kevin is not a genius, he is just an ordinary person. Even at the age of ten, he can already go in and out of the forest and kill ferocious beasts in the forest.

Still very ordinary.

Even with the magic sword given by Ruge, it is still not rare.

After all, this is an era where gods are everywhere, heroes are as numerous as dogs, and plug-ins are carried around everywhere!

And even in such an era, Cu Chulainn is still one of the most dazzling heroes!

He is a genius, and Kevin, who trained with him, understands this best.

The fighting skills that Kevin needed a lot of time to learn only took Cu Chulainn a moment.

You don't even need to learn it, just look at it, and you can understand it, and even modify it!

Training with him was really discouraging, but even so, Kevin persisted for three years until he fully learned how to do it.

After chatting with Kevin for a while, Kesba left. Until he left, Kevin didn't know why he came.

What's more, they didn't know that after returning to the castle, Caspar called Cuchulainn and Connor and complained to them for the whole afternoon until they swore never to do it again and not to think about it, and even swore a Geis (similar to an absolute oath) for it. Only then did Caspar stop.

Then the sky gradually darkened, the sunset fell, and Cuchulainn returned home.

When Kevin saw him, he wanted to ask him about Casba, but Cu Chulainn always evaded the question and didn't even dare to look him in the eye.

Although Kevin found this a little strange, he didn't take it too seriously.

Therefore, at this moment, his heart already had another person in mind.

"Cuchulainn."

Under the moon, Kevin asked Cu Chulainn to come outside the house. They sat on a big rock, looking at the starry sky. The breeze blew past, and their hair swayed gently.

"Um?"

Cu Chulainn looked at Kevin in confusion, who had called him but said nothing.

"Why did you save me three years ago?" After a brief silence, Kevin said calmly, "Why did you say I was your brother back then?"

"Are you talking about this now?" Cu Chulainn was a little surprised.

"Um."

"But." Cu Chulainn lowered his head in confusion, "I remember returning to you before? ... There was no other reason. I just saved you when I saw you being chased.

By the way, speaking of this, I remember, do you know what happened to your eyes back then?"

"I don't know." Because of Cu Chulainn's words, Kevin also remembered the voice that sounded in his mind at that time, "Maybe... it's a special kind of magic eye."

It could also be a plug-in for the welfare of time travelers, although this plug-in has never responded since that time three years ago, no matter how I tried.By now, Kevin had basically given up and let things slide. He knew that the secret would be revealed one day anyway.

"Oh." Upon hearing this, Cu Chulainn responded, feeling a little regretful, because he had seen it before and wanted to take another look.

Those are a pair of beautiful eyes and paired with Kevin now, they will definitely be more eye-catching.

"Cu Chulainn." After another period of silence, Kevin suddenly said, "From today on, I may not go to the training ground very often."

Cu Chulainn was stunned for a moment, looked at Kevin who was calm beside him, fell down, and leaned against the stone: "Oh."

"...Aren't you curious?" Kevin glanced at Cu Chulainn, who was sleeping on a big rock with his legs crossed and a look of comfort on his face.

"I'm curious, but you won't tell me."

"…" Kevin withdrew his gaze and smiled.

The next morning, Kevin left Ulster and gave the agreed cakes to the uncle guarding the gate. The uncle was very happy, kept them carefully, and said he would take them back for his daughter.

When Kevin arrived outside the forest, he did not enter it. Instead, he found a remote place, practiced martial arts, and quietly waited for someone to come.

Time passed, the sunset, and Kevin, who hadn't been waiting for anyone, returned home.

He arrived here on time the next morning and continued his wait.

When he was hungry, he would run into the woods to hunt for game.

Gradually, a month passed.

One afternoon, Kevin was swinging his sword and performing the most basic chopping training as usual.

"Little warrior." A woman with a slender figure and proud curves, who had been sitting under the shade of a tree at some point, with dark purple-red waist-length hair swaying slightly, smiled charmingly at the boy who was looking at her in a daze.

His eyes were a little softer than when they first met.

"What are you doing?"

"...wait for someone." Kevin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, put down the sword in his hand, and said to the woman with a smile.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"Scathach."

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