Radiant Enemy

In order to entertain the knights from Ulster at the dinner, the attendants brought buckets of malt wine, which almost piled up into hills; a whole fat and tender roast pig, and fresh fruits were also allowed to be taken by the knights; Not to mention those melodious singing and dancing, even in Ulster, I'm afraid you can't see such an outstanding and confident dancer.

In addition to not being able to sleep with the maids in the castle, the attendants here almost responded to their requests, which made these knights linger a little bit, feeling Cú Chulainn's good luck in their hearts.

They were originally sent by Conchuf to find out the details of La Grocita, but now it seems that Ulster is worth making friends with, whether it is an alliance or the wine here.

The music was playing all night long, and everyone was immersed in laughter.

Hilgna sat on the royal chair, he watched Cu Chulainn and the other red branch knights singing and dancing, the firelight painted their bare and firm skin, not only the maids and dancers, even the attendants looked like Staring at their vigorous figure as if attracted.

He was full of wine and food, coupled with the fatigue caused by dealing with government affairs during the day, Silgner propped his chin with his hand, and almost closed his eyelids several times.

In order to avoid the embarrassment of falling asleep at the banquet, Hilgner left the venue early and temporarily handed over the scene to Ivy to host.

His haughty and unwilling sister would not mess up what he had told her. Even if she was asked to entertain Cu Chulainn, whom she had always disliked, she would definitely be able to do it in an orderly manner.

It's also a workout.

——After all, as a king, it is normal to deal with people you don't like.

I don't know if it's because I've been too tired recently, or because I've used my brain too much, but Hilgner just felt that the fatigue hit him more fiercely than ever, and when his head touched the pillow, he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

Hilgna is dreaming.

He saw that he was standing among countless vigorous knights, and in front of him were enemies holding weapons.

Hilgna heard the roar of swords and guns around him: "The Knights of Fiona will never be defeated! Warriors, go and win!"

"Come on!"

But Hilgna took the lead and rushed into the enemy's formation, cutting off the enemy's head with the red and yellow spears in his hand.

A misty drizzle fell from the sky, washing away the blood on his body.

The cold rain poured from the gap in the breastplate into the close-fitting fabric, making him uncomfortably pull the wet underwear.

The battle ended quickly, and Hilgner was surrounded by other knights and returned to the castle, where grand delicacies, mellow fine wines, and beautiful female slaves were waiting to serve them.

Hilgner is like watching a movie that interprets someone else's life from the perspective of the first vision, even if he doesn't want to, he can't help but not watch it.

Judging from the other knights calling their own names, Hilgna was probably dreaming of becoming Dilmudor.

Or to put it another way... This is actually Dilmudor's dream at all, and Hilgna just strayed into his dream and dreamed this dream with him.

Since he would wake up sooner or later, Hilgner stopped thinking of finding a way to wake up earlier——take this opportunity to get to know him better, this familiar is just to find a familiar who can help him with his affairs, Why on earth would he have such a strange attitude towards himself.

'Knights... It seems that they didn't know me in Uruk. Hilgna thought about the information he got, and continued to look at Dilmudor's dream quietly.

The memory of being the consul in Uruk and becoming the king of Kish was a bit distant and fuzzy, but Hilgna could still confirm with certainty that he did not know Dilmudor.

In this dream, Hilgna knew that Dilmudor's adoptive father was Angus, the first knight of Fiona's Knights who was carefully raised by Angus, the god of love.

However, Hilgna searched his mind for the information he knew so far, but he had never heard of this invincible and invincible Fiona Knights.

If there really was such a knight order, Hilgner would have included it in the scope of intelligence and monitored it all the time.

Diarmuid's dream of life was still going on. Hilgner saw that he was endowed by God during a battle with a mole that could make women fall in love with him, and it was dotted under his sharp and dazzling golden eyes. After jumping, Hilgner saw the beautiful girl sitting high on the royal platform with a sad expression, and also saw the man beside the girl who was very old despite his stately appearance.

"I beg you with geis, please take me away from this tragic marriage." The princess of Ireland chose Diarmuid to help her, and Diarmuid, bound by the oath, with the approval of his companions, brought As the princess fled the castle, she also objectively betrayed her lord.

Seeing this, Hilgna, who was already a little drowsy, raised his eyebrows and concentrated on watching.

This is probably why Dilmudo said that he wanted to be loyal to his lord until the end when he was summoned.

Dilmudo was worthy of being the number one knight of the Fiona Knights. He easily avoided the guards of the castle, took the princess over the city wall, and ran outside the castle.

But the leader of the Knights named Finn was outraged.

The beautiful fiancée flees with the young soldiers under his command, which is not only a betrayal of him, but also a violation of his self-esteem and reputation.

Finn led all the knights under his command to take back the bride and the betrayer.

But no one is Diarmuid's opponent. He is a very reassuring partner for the same camp as he is brave, but once Diarmuid becomes an enemy, he is the most terrifying enemy.

After fighting at the border, Dilmudo was helped by a cloaked man who suddenly appeared, and they temporarily escaped Finn's pursuit.

After escaping to a safe river beach, Hilgna saw that 'I (Dirmudor)' was wary of the cloaked man who suddenly appeared, but still maintained the politeness that a knight should have, and said to the mysterious cloaked man: "Thank you You came to help just now, but your appearance was too coincidental, please take off your cloak and let me see your true face—otherwise, I, Dilmudor, would not be able to trust you."

The man in the cloak pointed at by the sword named 'Tiny Wrath' slowly raised his hands, then put his fingers on the brim of the cloak, and took off the cloak that covered his appearance.

The breeze drifted past, blowing away the clouds covering the moon, and the clear and clear silver light splashed from the forest to the river beach, and at the same time illuminated his face.

Silver-white hair, blue eyes, and a silhouette that Hilgna has seen for several years and is already very familiar with - the mysterious person who appeared in front of 'Dilmuduo' is none other than Hilgna himself!

"Who are you?" He heard Dilmudo ask this question—this was also the question Hilgna wanted to ask.

Who is this person who is exactly like me?

"I am Hilgnar, here to help you escape." Hilgner saw the man under the moon through Dilmuduo's eyes, as if he was bathed in light, even the dust floating around his body was illuminated. Gotta shine.

Hilgner saw through the floating moonlight, the obviously younger face of 'him' standing on the river beach.

'Dilmuduo' heard the surprised and flustered voice of Princess Granny next to him: "—— Hill?"

Unfortunately, after these words, Hilgner woke up from his dream, and the morning light outside the window happened to fall on his face, bringing him back to reality.

Although some doubts were resolved, more doubts emerged.

Hilgna lay on the bed and thought about it for a while, and decided to use Dilmudo for the time being.

One reason is because there is a contract, and Dilmudo can't do anything to betray him; the second reason is that Hilgna is really lacking in people right now.

As for the remaining doubts, Hilgner decided to solve them one by one after observation.

It was a little cold in the morning, so Hilgner went to the banquet hall to check the situation after getting up.

The red-branched knights had already drank the malt wine and fell asleep in the banquet hall. If the attendants hadn't covered the sleeping knights with thin blankets, they might have caught cold—of course, for these strong As far as the Cavaliers are concerned, it is hard to say whether they will catch a cold.

Cu Chulainn's figure was not among the group of sleeping knights, and Hilgner did not forcibly wake up these sleeping knights, but quietly went to the palace where he handled his affairs.

Hilgna's palace was built high up, but not like the towers where Monarch once lived.

The tall towers that were once built were connected in series after Hilgna got the city and became watchtowers, which could detect distant enemies and shoot bows and arrows from the caves to repel the enemies.

When Hilgna stepped on the stone steps, before he reached the palace room, he smelled a smell of wine.

Following the breath, Hilgna saw Cu Chulainn was hugging a blanket, lying on the door of the palace, sound asleep.

I don't know how Cu Chulainn got here when he was drunk.

However, Hilgna's palace has a wide view, and from here, one can have a bird's-eye view of the nearby green fields, as well as the mountains and rivers in the distance.

Perhaps Cu Chulainn wanted to come to him to sober up by the way, but the attendants did not dare to bring Cu Chulainn in front of him, so they led him roundabout to the door of the palace, but unexpectedly Cu Chulainn sat at the door and fell asleep.

Fortunately, Cu Chulainn had a good capacity for alcohol and did not die of drunkenness in his sleep.

Silgner figured out the trick, squatted down and pushed Cu Chulainn's body: "Cu Chulainn, don't sleep in this kind of place, your body will be stiff."

Cu Chulainn grumbled a few times and rubbed the thin blanket.

Although it was still a bit chilly in the morning, the texture touched by Silgner's palm seemed to be a piece of warm jade, ironing his cold hands.

Hilgna stared at Cu Chulainn's sleeping face for a while, then stood up, and said quietly: "I originally wanted to invite you to watch the sunrise together, but since you look so tired, let's forget it." .”

"I'm awake!" The Prince of Light, who was still sleeping soundly just now, grabbed the white-haired king's trousers. Cu Chulainn thought in his heart how his partner liked to wear such thick clothes, but after thinking about it, he put the pants on his body. Taking off the clothes layer by layer also has a special flavor, so I don't care about it.

Hilgna looked down at Cu Chulainn and smiled heartily at him. After a while, seeing Cu Chulainn couldn't help but licked his lips, and changed the subject: "Didn't you just say that you want to invite me to watch the sunrise?" ?"

Hilgna chuckled, and stretched out his hand to Cu Chulainn: "There is a very suitable place to enjoy the sunrise."

Cu Chulainn also laughed. He grabbed Hilgna's outstretched hand and stood up.

After such a stop, Hilgna discovered that Cu Chulainn was a few years younger than him, but now he was much taller than him.

Normally, he couldn't see it from a distance, but he could find it when he got close. If he wanted to meet Cu Chulainn's eyes, he had to raise his head slightly.

Cu Chulainn didn't realize that Hilgna cared about his height. He moved his wrist and smiled brightly at the white-haired king: "Where do we want to look?"

Hilgner buried his concern about height in his heart, and pointed to the top of the palace without expression: "Go there, the top is the best viewing point."

The white-haired king wanted to take Cu Chulainn up to the roof from the side, but Cu Chulainn stretched out his arms, clasped his waist, jumped with his feet, and jumped onto the roof with ease.

"...I can jump up by myself." Hilgna glared at Cu Chulainn, but the Prince of Light approached him deliberately, his bright red eyes were as clear as jewels, reflecting Hilgna's figure.

"But I want to bring you up like this." Cu Chulainn said briskly, "After all, I am your partner."

The long hair at the back of his head fluttered with the breeze, and at first glance it looked like a dog's tail wagging.

Hilgna was stunned, and no longer broke free from Cu Chulainn's hand holding him. He looked at the sunrise that was bursting out in the distance, and the pink, purple and red-orange light covered the earth, and at the same time, it also turned the land from Waking up from the slumber of the night.

"Although your subordinates and family members don't seem to like me very much, it's enough for you to like me." Cu Chulainn suddenly said next to Hilgna, "As long as you like me, I will try my best to get along well with them. "

Compared to Cu Chulainn who was full of confidence, Hilgna chuckled lightly after being dazed.

He held Cu Chulainn's hand back, and motioned for Mikoko to take a good look at the land: "After all, this is where you will live in the future."

Hilgna and Cu Chulainn stood on the top of the palace, watching the sunrise quietly, while on the watchtower not far away, Dilmudo hid his figure and watched the two people The incomparably matching back was shrouded in amber-like light, as if he couldn't stand the dazzling light, he lowered his head and clenched the wooden statue in his hand.

Naturally, the strength of the heroic spirit was not something a small wooden statue could withstand. In an instant, the wooden statue turned into nightmare powder and drifted away in Dilmuduo's hands.

A few months passed, and although La Grocita had a male future queen, this did not have any major impact on the city and the land.

However, because their queen is the Prince of Light of Ulster, it can be regarded as a marriage in a sense, and the high-quality and novelty of La Grocita's malt wine and various commodities have made many merchants And the people come here admiringly.

"Wang—what did you just say?" Finley couldn't believe what he heard.

He was originally the son of a slave brought by Hilgna's mother when she married from afar, but after being sent to Hilgna, Hilgna let him get rid of his slave status and become a freeman.

At first, Finley only thought that he was just taking care of a child, and the other party's apparent identity was still the son of a lowly and hard-working businessman, so he somewhat felt that his future was bleak.

But in the end, he was convinced by his master, and because of his loyalty, after Hilgna became king, he also got an official position.

Finley is a pure Hilgna party. Although there are still many officials who have not been replaced in La Grocita at the moment and have obeyed Monarch, the weird and rebellious ideas of their king are really true. It is to make their ministers tremble with fear, for fear that their king will play off one day.

"Didn't I make it very clear just now?" After ascending the throne, Hilgna became more and more powerful, and his aura became less and less daring to be looked at directly.

Finley lowered his head in fear, and said in a low voice: "But isn't malt wine the first stepping stone when we open up business routes to other countries? Now that the brewing of wine is restricted, will it..."

He was really reluctant to part with such delicious ale.

"I'm talking about banning the use of grain to make wine domestically, but it doesn't stop buying wine from abroad."

Hilgna rubbed his eyebrows at Finley's dullness.

"Hold an auction, and the thing to be auctioned is the technology of wine making, and the highest price will win." Let other countries bear the food spent on wine making.

"Also, send out a message to the merchants who come here, say that I want to buy grain, and let them send as much as they can. Then sell the 'treasures' in my warehouse for any reason. You can use seeds Exchange with food and grass."

Those treasures that Hilgner mentioned were artificially manufactured based on his own memory, and they can be quite bluffing if they are taken out.

After Hilgna became the king of La Grocchita, the first thing he did was to check the domestic grain stock and consumption. Of course, the arsenal was also very important.

However, after inspecting the shields and spears stored in La Grochita, Hilgna found that these weapons had not been replenished for a long time. This is the shortcoming of a small country. craftsmen, although at the same time there is no need to worry about a big country trying to attack-because it is really not worth mentioning.

As for grain and grass, I don’t know if it’s because the Celts have a different concept, and the grain and grass are stored very little, probably only enough for one year—this may be related to their lack of farming habits.

According to Hilgner's concept, the storage of grain and grass must be enough to last for at least two to three years.

Moreover, as more and more people poured into La Grozita, so many mouths had to be supported, and the current stock of food and grass was estimated to be stretched.

If it comes to winter, animals cannot be hunted, and they can only rely on the food stored in summer and autumn.If it is extremely cold, people will freeze to death in patches, and even the larger countries around them will freeze to death many people in winter.

Of course, Hilgna also considered using magic—that is, the magic called runes in this land—to solve these difficulties.

But this kind of magic requires a huge amount of spiritual power as fuel. Hilgna has tried it, and the few people in the city with magic qualifications alone are not enough to supply it, let alone the people in other distant territories.

Hilgner asked Finley to collect grain in a low-key manner, and at the same time exerted a crowd effect, building one gray wall after another on this piece of land where there was no habit of building high walls.

Accumulate food widely, build walls high, and develop in a low-key manner, until the territories that the surrounding big powers don't care about are bit by bit, and their own strength is enriched.

This is Hilgna's plan at this stage.

As for Cu Chulainn, Hilgna used all kinds of new gadgets he made to quietly detain him by his side, and asked him to help eliminate the small waves of wandering knights that appeared in the territory from time to time, but let him trade in his territory. The environment has improved a lot.

But there are very few seeds that can be planted. Hilgner estimated that this is also because the Celts have no farming habits.

After all, Ireland's climate is not suitable for large-scale farming, and livestock is usually the mainstay.

But fortunately, there is a valley in La Grocita, which is close to the river and has a humid and warm climate. Now most of the country's mouths are fed by the food there.

But it is only limited to feeding. After all, farming in the valley has just started on the right track. Hilgna bought slaves everywhere a long time ago, found people with farming experience, and spent a lot of thought before letting the people who migrated there An Anxin cultivated the land.

"Even if there is magic that can shorten the maturity time and produce hybrid plants with higher yields...it's useless without people and seeds. The number of existing seeds is too small."

But Hilgna was once the son of a merchant, and the slaves he could buy were young children and old people, and the female slaves were only plain-looking, who had given birth to several children, and were even pregnant.

The young and middle-aged men he most wanted were very few. As far as he knew, they seemed to have been sold to those big countries and became their military slaves.

With weak strength and no other option, Hilgner can only arrange for the old, weak, sick, disabled and pregnant to let them try farming.

Perhaps it was because Hilgna gave them a hope, a place to live in peace of mind. Although the progress was slow, some results were still achieved.

Among the elderly and disabled people who bought it just for convenience at the beginning, many of them have farming experience, and some know the terrain, edible plants and aquatic plants, and among the disabled, there are still people who were injured in the battle and survived. Death, but can no longer become a military slave of combat power.

What Hilgner needs to do now is how to get more people to cultivate and expand the planting area—there is too little labor available.

Because of the issue of food and grass, Hilgner hasn't closed his eyes much during this period of time, and the thick indigo color under his eyes made Cu Chulainn feel distressed when he looked at it.

Not to mention Ivy and Dilmudo who regard Hilgna as very important. When Ivy was helping to deal with affairs, she once suggested to Hilgna: "If you can't support so many people, then Why not drive out all those who come from other countries?"

Ai Wei's concept is the usual thinking of people living in this land.

If there is insufficient food, wouldn't it be enough to reduce the number of people who eat food?

People can regenerate, but food and grass can only be obtained after hard work for more than half a year.

Just like what other countries have done, all the weak, disabled, and old people are driven out, and only the men and women in their prime are left, which not only saves rations, but also ensures the vitality of the country.

But Hilgna wanted everything, especially children and the elderly. Anyone who dragged their families to La Grocita with their families was let in after a little questioning. The population numbers are jumping up and down, just thinking about the food and grass needed, the head is getting bigger.

She didn't understand why Hilgna, who was always smart and astute, would do such a foolish act of increasing the burden.

Only Dilmudor, who was pulled together to deal with the affairs, was clear.

After all, he was a person who had been with Hilgna for decades, and he was very clear about his monarch's philosophy and character, and he was quick to learn some things, so Hilgna almost used him as a civil servant.

——Because if a country wants to develop, it must have talents.

People are the foundation, farming, hunting, guarding, trading, and even going to the battlefield, all need people.

But in this land, because the productivity is far from enough to support so many mouths, most people are regarded as cumbersome, and may not even be able to survive the next winter.

The author has something to say:

I made up all of these in Ireland, so don’t research them [.