Radiant Enemy

La Grozita's medical treatment is very developed. Compared with the rough and barbaric bloodletting therapy in the Middle Ages, even if there is no unimaginable human magic, those technologies that were deliberately guided and developed by Hilgna are now extremely useful.

Arthur's life signs have stabilized. Although he is still in a coma and his complexion is a little pale due to excessive blood loss, it is only a matter of time before he wakes up.

After Arthur fully recovers from such injuries, he will take the army lent by Hilgna and call back the remaining Knights of the Round Table to regain the turbulent Great Britain. Under Wang's leadership, peace will soon be regained.

As for the two lands that have ushered in peace, the distance will be infinitely shortened under the ships that Hilgna continuously creates, and the storms and raging waves that once prevented them from meeting each other will no longer be obstacles. .

The Lord of Ireland and the King of Knights of Great Britain will become companions, and their names will be recorded together in the annals of history. The United Kingdom created by the two kings will spread its prestige throughout the world, with iron hoofs and sails all over the place they can reach .

It couldn't have been a more happy ending, when they were finally able to hug each other and find comfort after all their scars.

——But such a happy ending is not allowed by fate.

So in the hiding place of the remnant Ulster army in exile, the man who was temporarily the leader of the remnant army looked at the night sky and once again cursed the white-haired king who made them hate to the bone: "God! God! No matter what Anyone is welcome! Please help us kill that demon!!"

A consciousness from a higher dimension answered his frantic call.

A certain warrior descended to this land from the Throne of Heroes floating outside the world, and landed on this remote foothill along with the blue-purple thunder.

The leader of the remnant army was frightened to the ground by the sudden thunder, and desperately hid back, but the thunder did not dissipate after it fell, but kept jumping and merging together, as if it was condensing something.

The surrounding trees that were chopped off by lightning were scorched black, exuding an aura mixed with burnt wood.

The heart of the leader of the remnant army was beating fast, and his body was stiffened by fear. When the figure condensed by the thunder light moved towards him, he couldn't even react to run away.

This is an instinctive coercion and intimidation that immobilizes the prey.

"Tsk, where is this place? I was actually asked to deal with distorted history... Heh, I did say that I wanted to go back to my hometown of Ireland to have a look, but this is obviously cheating me? Is it because of my luck--don't be too This is too much, [——]!"

The leader of the remnant army could hear who the figure was talking to, but the last name seemed to be erased by some external force, and all he could hear was the whistling of the wind.

The leader of the remnant army has gradually recovered from his stiffness, and the dazzling thunder light finally dissipated, revealing the figure tightly wrapped by it.

"You, you are!" The eyes of the leader of the remnant army suddenly widened, and he opened his mouth in astonishment, wondering whether he wanted to get rid of Hilgna too much, which resulted in hallucinations?

"Hey, hey - don't be dazed there, tell me, are there any strange characters or strange things in this land? After solving the task, I still have something to do!"

With long dark blue hair, silver shoulder armor, and the bright red spear/spear that sucked blood, the one standing in front of the leader of the remnant army was clearly Cu Chulainn!

But the leader of the remnant army could tell that the Cu Chulainn in front of him was different from the Cu Chulainn who was bound by them in the stone house. He was younger, stronger, and more vicious.

——This is Cu Chulainn in its heyday, their Prince of Light, and their trusted Kuran Bulldog!

"Ah...the gods must have heard my begging..." The leader of the remnant army unknowingly burst into tears. He knelt on the ground, walked forward on his knees, and then pressed his forehead to the ground at Cu Chulainn's toes. superior.

The heroic spirit Cu Chulainn frowned. Although he was given the task of correcting the distorted fate by Gaia, the consciousness of Gaia who assigned him this task spoke very vaguely, and even asked him to find clues by himself.

"So these consciousness aggregates can't be straightforward!" Cu Chulainn touched his favorite gun, and the excitement and vague anxiety in his heart finally subsided a little.

I don’t know if Hilgner is still alive in this era, maybe he can see the old appearance of that person—no, maybe it’s an earlier era, if that’s the case, then he might be able to see the chubby Hilgner in his youth!

Cu Chulainn, who had no idea that he was being tricked, looked at the humans present.

"Tell me, what happened to this land? Hurry up and deal with the matter, and I will rush to find the current Hill!" When he said these words, Cu Chulainn held the death thorn gun and slammed on the ground. Smashed it.

Cu Chulainn's eyes were full of murderous aura like a large beast. Even though the leader of the remnant army knew that the murderous aura was not directed at him, the survival instinct buried in his body made him instantly realize that if he could do it according to the facts I'm afraid Xiao Ming will stay here.

So his brain was running fast, and his brain, which had never been used so deeply since birth, came up with the best reply a second before Cu Chulainn was about to get impatient: "His Royal Highness, Prince of Light! There is a Horrible demons have occupied our homeland, leaving us no land or river! I hope you can lead us to take back our homeland!"

"Devil?" Cu Chulainn frowned. He recalled it in his mind, but he didn't remember any demons appearing when he was alive.

Isn't it time to live by yourself?

It seems that there is no way to take the opportunity to see Hilgna.

Cu Chulainn couldn't help but sighed, raised his gun, and raised his chin at the leader of the remnant army: "Whether it's a devil or a devil, they won't be my match for this dead thorn gun!"

The leader of the remnant army trembled with excitement after recovering, he knew how to deal with Hilgna!

In the city of the seaside port, Hilgna came to Arthur's side.

The blond knight with the wound wrapped in bandages was lying on the bed. His face was very pale and his lips were chapped, but his complexion was much better than when he lost consciousness and was lifted off the White Queen. After the druid's healing magic With blessings, he could even smile at Hilgna.

The original clear and pleasant voice of the King of Knights was a little hoarse because he hadn't drank water for a long time: "Sill...Thank you for saving me."

Arthur could feel that his body was being powered by the crow feather placed on his chest to maintain his existence. Don't think about it, I'm afraid it was also Hilgna's property.

Hilgner sat down beside Arthur, then leaned over, dipped a cotton swab in water, and tapped on Arthur's lips: "You just woke up, so don't force yourself to speak."

"I'm not that weak yet." Arthur raised the corners of his lips, he moved his arms with difficulty, and stretched out his palms from under the soft and thick quilt, trying to hold Hilgna's hand.

But before he could hold it, Hilgna discovered Arthur's intentions and took the initiative to hold his hand.

Hilgner seemed to have noticed something, and before Arthur gathered his strength to speak, he spoke first: "I have sent someone to inquire about the situation in Great Britain. Take care of your injury. No matter what you plan to do next, you have to wait for your injury to heal first."

Arthur nodded slightly. Of course he knew that even if he was seriously injured and returned to Britain, let alone calm down the chaotic situation, he, unable to fight or move, might become a puppet who intends to take the throne, Arthur Naturally, such a mistake would not be made.

But that's not what he wanted to say.

So Arthur squeezed Hilgna's fingers a little harder, making Hilgna stop his voice and look at him.

Since exposure to the sun helps wounds heal, the room was flooded with sunlight, and Arthur was surrounded by it.

Under the golden sunlight, the King of Knights stared at the white-haired king with slightly smiling green eyes, and Hilgna suddenly realized something, and his voice stopped immediately.

"Hill, I like you. I have always liked you since a long time ago." Arthur slowly said this confession that had been buried in his heart for several years.

In fact, it is not as difficult as Arthur thought to express his heart directly. At this moment of the rest of his life, Arthur expressed his most true and sincere feelings in the most direct words.

"Arthur..." Hilgna tightened his grip on Arthur's hand, he lowered his head, his usually eloquent lips trembling at this moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Before the final battle, I was thinking that if I could win, I would express my heart to you." Arthur's smile was gentle and peaceful.

"Although I failed to win, I still want to tell you that I like you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Arthur's confession was as straightforward as his beloved sword, with an unstoppable force.

It was obvious that his voice was still weak after a serious injury, but every word swept through Hilgner's heart like a gust of wind.

"What about you? Hill, would you like to spend your life with me?"

The joking words that had been written on the parchment finally came out of Arthur's mouth.

Hilgna was silent, and his brain flashed a lot at this moment. There was a picture of Cu Chulainn proposing to him at first, a scene where he saw Dilmudo and him fleeing with the princess in a dream, and There was Arthur staring at him tenderly in front of his eyes.

After waiting for a long time, Arthur heard the words of his quick-thinking friend upside down and incomprehensible: "Of course I would, but Arthur, no one who is with me will be happy."

No matter how powerful and intelligent Hilgna is, he is still a human being after all.Dilmuduo disappeared for him, Cu Chulainn fought and died for him, and in the end he had to personally send the person he once loved away from his side, his heart had already reached its limit.

Even if Hilgna himself only needs Cu Chulainn to be alive, this is enough, but once the rivets are nailed down, even if the rivets are pried away, there will still be holes left on it.

"You are my important friend, my valued partner, and someone I don't want to hurt." Dilmud's sad eyes that seemed to be broken, and Cu Chulainn alone flashed through Silgner's mind. A distant figure.

"That doesn't convince me, Hill. Tell me, what are you resisting? What are you afraid of?"

Hilgna was watched by Arthur, and he couldn't say the words that should have been ruthlessly rejected. In the end, he let out a long and helpless breath.

"I can't make you happy." In the end, Hilgna expressed his concerns with a wry smile under Arthur's inclusive eyes.

"For me, this country built by me is the most important thing. Maybe one day, for the sake of my country and my ambition, you and I will become enemies - I have made this mistake, and this Mistakes hurt deeply the people who love me."

"That's what I'm afraid of."

Hilgner exposed his true self to Arthur. From the beginning, he was not as noble and perfect as others thought. He would also have dark thoughts and breed more desires/desires.

Hilgna knew how terrifying he was, so he suppressed himself extraordinarily, preventing him from turning into a 'monster' that he couldn't even recognize.

"Then, I won't give you this chance." Arthur smiled lowly, his brows and eyes were curved, and his face was more rosy than before.

Knowing what Hilgna was hesitating about, Arthur certainly had a solution.

"Great Britain is a very powerful country, rich in resources, and will be a loyal ally of Ireland - rest assured, I will not let you make this mistake again."

Hilgna knew what Arthur was referring to.

Arthur is promising that he will make Great Britain strong and prosperous, so that Ireland cannot take advantage of the opportunity to enter. Since such a powerful country cannot be conquered, in order to maintain friendship and those rare resources, Hilgna will also rationally Give up your ambitions and continue to make friends with Great Britain.

——In this way, Hilgna will always be Arthur's most loyal companion and most sincere friend, and those things that the white-haired king resists and fears will never happen.

Hilgna was stunned.

Maybe it was because of the fans of the authorities, or maybe Cu Chulainn's departure had an impact on him after all, and Arthur's identity as a king, and his ability to understand Hilgna better than Cu Chulainn, actually made this trouble Hilger For a long time, it is even difficult to accept that other people's 'problems' are solved.

"Ha, hahahahahahaha——" Silgner covered his face and laughed. He was laughing that he had been troubled by this problem for so long, and he was also laughing that he had fallen into the fan of the authorities.

Arthur waited patiently for Hilgna's trembling laughter to gradually stop, then touched Hilgna's index finger with his thumb soothingly.

He looked at the white-haired king and asked again softly: "Sill, are you willing to spend your life with me?"

Hilgner looked at King Arthur in the sun, curled up his mouth, leaned over and kissed the blond knight's lips lightly: "Ah, I am willing."

Perhaps with the nourishment of love, King Arthur recovered faster than the doctors and druids expected. It didn't take long for the plaster that protected the bones to be removed, and he could get out of bed and walk around for a while.

Hilgna almost lived in this port city, accompanying Arthur in his rehabilitation every day, and handling the documents sent from the capital.

However, the situation in Great Britain was even worse than Hilgner estimated. Many Knights of the Round Table who followed King Arthur died or disappeared on the hill of Camlann, and the lords of all parties began to recruit troops around the corner, and the atmosphere of stormy weather was shrouded. lived the whole country.

Both Hilgna and Arthur knew very well that the day when Arthur's injuries were completely healed was the time for them to part again.

So when they are together, they no longer discuss political affairs or other things, but just go to see every beauty of this land, every sunset, and the vast and endless night sky together.

Arthur briefly forgot his identity as the King of Knights, and like every man in love, he greedily longed for his lover's body temperature and lips.

When they met in the morning, Arthur would pick a flower from the flowerbed by the window and offer it to Hilgna when he came to see him, and then put a kiss on the corner of his upturned lips while Hilgner was feigning an angry smile side; when having lunch together in the warm sunshine, Arthur would feed him the food Hilgna liked from his own plate, and then get close to Hilgna, tasting the delicacy in his mouth; at night , they would cuddle up, shoulder to shoulder like that night at the top of the Britannia Tower, looking up at the stars that occasionally streaked across the sky.

All of this is so beautiful, and it is precisely because Hilgna and Arthur know that this beauty is very short-lived that they cherish it all the more.

But no matter how cherished the good times are, they will always pass away briefly, just like shooting stars.

Before Arthur's injury was completely healed, Hilgna received an urgent message from the capital: "Cuchulin led Ulster's rebel army into the capital of La Grozita!!"

When Hilgner heard the news, he accidentally knocked over the lunch he was going to bring to Arthur.

However, he quickly calmed down, and returned to the look of the king who was at ease and sure of victory: "Send the order, immediately order troops to follow me to help the king's capital!"

After all, Arthur was the lord of the country, and he quickly noticed something was wrong from the unusual tense movements around him.

"What happened?" he asked his lover.

"The king's capital was captured by Cu Chulainn, and I have to take it back now." Hilgna pursed his lips, and told Arthur after some hesitation.

There's nothing to hide, it's just a former partner turned enemy.

"Cú Chulainn..." Arthur was thoughtful, staring at Hilgna, and suddenly made a suggestion that made the white-haired king's eyes wide open: "I'll go with you—after all, if Ireland is in chaos Wake up, you can't lend me troops to pacify Great Britain, can you?"

Arthur quickly made up his own reasons, but Hilgner knew that the most important thing was that Arthur was still worried about himself.

His hand was still trembling slightly after hearing the news, but Arthur calmly held Hilgna's hand, calming him down from the temperature.

Hilgna collected his mind, smiled and said: "With the assistance of the King of Knights of Great Britain, no matter how powerful the enemy is, I am afraid that it will not be our opponent."

And when the flowers bloomed, Cu Chulainn stood in the palace of the inner city when Hilgna prepared his army to take back La Grocci Tower, and was fascinated by the palace that he was very familiar with but very strange. .

"Strange, I seem to have been here before, but I haven't seen it in my memory..." Cu Chulainn frowned, and rubbed his forehead that was aching from trying to remember.

Cu Chulainn has not yet discovered that his memory has been tampered with.

Although it is only blurred, covered, and forgotten, the emotions deep in the soul are still missed.

It didn't take long for Cu Chulainn to invade this city.

It is true that the soldiers, weapons and equipment, as well as the array here are very powerful and excellent, but in front of the heroic spirit Cu Chulainn, no matter how many soldiers there are, they can easily solve them.

With the heroic spirit Cu Chulainn as the vanguard, the Ulster Army can successfully attack this city, also known as the 'Eternal Fortress', even if the number is not large enough.

Although to the disappointment of the remnants of Ulster, Hilgner, as the lord of the country, was not here and could not avenge the hatred of losing the land, but the wealth and abundance here had already made them salivate. It made their eyes turn red with excitement.

Screams and wailing were piercing that night, and some residents' homes were broken into viciously, and the shining spear points and bayonets were aimed at these helpless people.

If it was just for money, there might be a slight chance of turning around, but there are rebels who are extremely hostile to Hilgna and his subjects not for money, but to vent their anger by killing wantonly.

If it wasn't for the soldiers lurking in the city to use the familiar terrain to deal with these few remnants, perhaps the people in the city would be subjected to inhuman abuse.

The heroic spirit Cu Chulainn was still thinking hard about what was wrong with his memory, but Aiwei, who was staying in the capital, noticed something was wrong early, and quickly led his subordinates and The people escaped from the city through secret passages underground.

Fortunately, the education system that Hilgna has promoted for many years has given most of the people the concept of following orders, making this great escape proceed smoothly.

"Huh? What's going on, it's a little weirdly quiet?" Cu Chulainn narrowed his eyes.

He sensed something was wrong, walked out of the palace, jumped from the ground to the top of the towering tower, scanned the whole city with the help of the heroic spirit's excellent eyesight, and found that all the subjects here had withdrawn overnight La Grocchita, there was only a quiet empty city left for him.

Except for those Ulster soldiers who rushed into the inner city with Cu Chulainn at the beginning, those Ulster soldiers who stayed in the outer city were also eliminated.

Cu Chulainn did not pursue this huge fleeing team - Gaia assigned him the task of correcting the distorted history, rather than chasing and killing these irrelevant people.

He bent over and sat on the top of the towering tower, obviously about to remember the things he had forgotten, but the feeling of always missing the door made him anxiously crush the tiles under his feet.

"What the hell did I ignore, and what did I forget--damn it! Bastard Gaia! Send missions as soon as they are sent, what are you doing with my memory!" Cu Chulainn couldn't help cursing Gaia, scratching own hair, trying to recall.

Cu Chulainn didn't worry for long, because soon, he saw a flag embroidered with white vultures rising from the horizon, as well as the army horses coming on the billowing dust.

The erected spears are like a silver forest, swaying mightily on the treetops, and the strong shields guard their king like a fortress.

Cu Chulainn's eyes froze on the figures behind the long forest and the shield fortress.

The man who appeared behind the light had white hair. Although the distance was too far to see his face, Cu Chulainn felt that he should have a pair of blue eyes like the sky, and the heart that should have been dead for a long time suddenly beat violently. , This passionate and joyful emotion made Cu Chulainn hold his chest in confusion.

But soon, the heroic spirit put aside the abnormal beating of the heart for the time being, and locked on the target with sharp eyes.

Cu Chulainn grinned as if seeing a satisfied prey: "Is that you—the 'distorter' I'm going to kill this time!"