Hundred Nights in the Light [Main Fate]

Diarmuid fled with the princess for decades, and finally, under the mediation of the lord, the lord chose to forgive Diarmuid.

I personally greeted Diarmuid, helped him up, and told him that I forgave him and gave him a territory matching his status, allowing him to marry the princess.

At that moment, Diarmuid's eyes were filled with tears.The temperature of that tear made the mole with magic power in his eyes pale.

I think he actually knows that everything will go according to his destiny in the end.

Historically, his lord Finn only pretended to forgive him.

Not long after, Diarmuid broke one of his geis and was badly wounded while fighting the Boar, his brother's avatar as the Avenger.

As his lord, I watched his fate unfold, and it would take his life.

At that time, Diarmuid was already dying in my arms, with neither remorse nor resentment in his eyes, he just looked at me calmly.

There was a pleading plea in the knight's eyes.

"Did you look at Finn with such eyes when you were alive?" I gently embraced him, "As long as Finn fetches healing water for you, you can be revived."

Diarmuid's melancholy eyes were like gems, reflecting the gray sky, and he lay silent like this.

He also waited for Finn's rescue in this way, but Finn did not save him.

His lord was still bitter at him for having kidnapped Princess Granny, and although the well was nine paces away, Finn deliberately spilled the water twice.

When Finn returned for the third time, Diarmuid had stopped breathing.

The greatest hero of the Fiona Knights in Ireland, the knight who was rumored to have a glorious face, just died under the trick of fate.

"Are you afraid I will do the same?" I asked him. "Now that I am your lord, am I going to give you hope and then despair?"

He didn't say a word, and there seemed to be pity in his clear eyes.Is that a mockery of his own destiny, or a nostalgia for this part of his life?

These eyes are like glass watered by all the snow in the world. They are so beautiful because of the cold and sorrow. How could Finn be willing to let them sleep forever?

"Diarmuid, you were summoned by the Holy Grail. You didn't want the omnipotent wishing machine, nor did you want to be loyal to a lord. What you really want is to be forgiven..." I sighed and said to him, "I I can save you, I can forgive you, if you beg me - beg me, Diarmuid."

Diarmuid's dead eyes moved slightly, and after a long time, he said to me: "Caster, are you satisfied? This body, this sad wish, I will never get the treasured thing after I live or die. This kind of pain... to what extent are you people going to trample on it?"

He closed his eyes, and a line of blood and tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"I want to save you, Diarmuid."

I reached out and stroked his face, and told him helplessly: "Allegiance to me, begging to me, Diarmuid, that's all. I will trust you without reservation, love you, you will be my most loyal Powerful knight, no one will ever hurt you like this again. You swore an oath for me to open up the land, to be my sword and my shield; I promise you that I will build the most glorious and grand paradise in the world... "

"To whom I swear allegiance is Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald," he replied.

In the end, he just rejected me calmly, then closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"The loyalty of a knight..." I sighed.

ha!This stubbornness and tenacity, these melancholy eyebrows and eyes, are just like a dog, even if it is bruised and bruised, even at the last moment of being abandoned, it still escorts the owner's return with moist and gentle eyes...

That's why I like you so much, Diarmuid.

I drew a handful of clear water from that well, and then I broke the legend and fate of Diarmuid, and brought it to Diarmuid.

He instinctively sucked this sweet healing water, and the lost life returned to his body in a short moment.

He came alive with disbelief in his eyes.

My mental imagery world brightened up with the return of his consciousness, which represented the sudden swaying of fallen leaves in the dead gray sky.

I stretched out my hand, grabbed his right hand and pulled him up from the ground. Facing his blank expression, I laughed: "Let's go, Diarmuid, there is no time."

"But... what?" Diarmuid was staggered by me and forced to run.

With the flying of the line of sight, the scenery on both sides suddenly changed. The dark forest of death turned into a towering fortress, and the brown-black land under his feet turned into a marble floor.

Diarmuid looked left and right, panting blankly.

We are back to that night, the night when fate began, and everything seems familiar.

The melody of the banquet floated high, and the cups and cups were intertwined with laughter. The noble Princess Granny poured a drowsy drug into the wine, and kept looking at Diarmuid with her beautiful eyes.

I grabbed his wrist and said to him: "I will give you a chance to choose again, Diarmuid, will you still choose the path of a hero instead of a knight?"

Diarmuid's eyes opened in bewilderment, and the tear mole under the corner of his eyes shone with melancholy light.

"Look at her carefully, Diarmuid, she is a poor girl in trouble, your noble character and vows cannot let her go." I stood beside him, "But she is the eldest princess of the kingdom, she represents The majesty and magnanimity of the royal family, after you took her away, the sea and the sky are bright, but what did you leave for me, your lord—?"

The suspicion of the lord, the ridicule of the subjects, the gossip of the servants, the betrayal of the knights.

I took Diarmuid to stay in the castle and forced him to face all this: "The two of you left all the responsibilities and left the burden on others. I gave you a choice, but you didn't give it to me." I choose - do you want me to forgive you immediately, and then my family's reputation will be dusted, and my territory will be in turmoil? Or do you want me to hunt you down directly, force you and your relatives and friends to kill each other, and stage a tragedy in front of me Woolen cloth?"

There is no way, there is no way around this.

Diarmuid stood by my side in a daze, looking at everything in such a mess.

I lift his chin and force him to look me in the face.

I saw sadness and bewilderment on his face, and I still looked at him with gentle eyes, and said helplessly: "You don't want to beg for my protection and salvation, Diarmuid. It doesn't matter, I I don't ask you for anything anymore, I want to save you.—I just want to save you, Diarmuid, let's go."

Leave this banquet, leave everything in the castle, leave Princess Granny, leave the whole country, forget the oath, forget the fate, forget the tragic legend——

I took Diarmuid across the Shannon River to the sea, and we galloped westward on the plains. After countless years, we came to the coast with endless waves.

I raised my horsewhip, pointed at the vast distance between water and sky, and said to Diarmuid: "Get out of here, Diarmuid, and no one will persecute you again. This time you did not bear the burden. Lenny's oath, and no loyalty to me - because I set you free, I command you: Diarmuid, I command you in the name of the lord, do whatever you want."

I have reached this point, but Diarmuid is still looking back at me blankly.

"I will bear everything behind you." I escorted his voyage with my gentle eyes, "The knight offers loyalty to the lord, and the lord supports everything for the knight. Diarmuid, if you have experienced pain and suffering in the past Sad, then I tell you now—

"You haven't done anything wrong. You are my perfect knight. History and poetry will sing praises to you. Why should you hesitate and seek a new life? You don't need it! Your loyalty is aboveboard!"

At that moment, Diarmuid seemed to be staring at me deeply.

The sea wind is strong, and the cries of seagulls run through the picture of him leaving the voyage.

Completing a complete story and life is what I do most often.

After Diarmuid left, I returned to my fortress and sat on the main seat.

Princess Granny couldn't find Diarmuid, but chose another knight of Fiona's Knights, trying to elope with her.This time, I caught it directly.

I sent the two to the lord, and they were punished, which made my reputation even more ruthless.Diarmuid's departure was rumored by my people as dissatisfaction with me, and the glorious knights became jealous from this.

Some people went to hunt down Diarmuid, but some stopped them. The knights insisted on their opinions, and finally fell apart—just like King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table, because of the elopement of Lancelot and the queen, all deserted.

I endured to the end of these gray and dull days, the reputation of my past sagacity had nothing to do with me, I wiped out political enemies, established new rules, cleared the way for my successor, and then died peacefully.

At that moment, I stepped onto the guillotine and calmly waited for the guillotine to fall heavily, drawing the final rest for this deviant legendary story.

But I couldn't wait for this rest, I opened my eyes again and saw a handful of bright red guns.

The gun stuck in my ear, just enough to hold the falling guillotine.

I sighed helplessly, and at this moment I heard Diarmuid ask me in a deep voice: "Caster, I still don't know what your name is?"

When I looked sideways, Diarmuid's gaze became deeper and more steady. He was wearing a fancy dress that didn't belong here, and the tear moles at the corners of his eyes were still melancholy and mysterious.

I replied, "You can call me Baiye."

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