Radiant Enemy

Ozyman Diaz could feel that he lost his balance and fell due to the attack from behind, and he could also feel the hard touch of Hilgna's weapon on his neck.

But he wasn't surprised in his heart. Instead, he felt like being ignited by a flame, or burned by the sun, and felt the blood in his body boiling with excitement.

Ozyman Diaz raised his head, stared at the white-haired prince and said, "I lost."

Hilgna removed his weapon, squatted down, tried to make up for his offending the Egyptian prince afterwards, and helped Ozyman Diaz up.

Ozyman Diaz grasped Hilgna's hand tightly, his dazzling golden pupils were full of excitement and curiosity: "How did you do that? You knew from the beginning that I would predict your attack trajectory ?"

Hilgna responded to Ozyman Diaz, but glanced at the gloomy General Root from the corner of his eye, and began to think in his heart whether he should take Arash with him tonight.

In today's martial arts class, Hilgner completely took the limelight. In the end, Lute praised Hilgner hastily, and then talked about the advantages and disadvantages of the other princes, pointing out what aspects of training they need, and then the class ended .

Senasa immediately surrounded him, also curiously and excitedly asking Qi Hilgna how he achieved the last point.

To be honest, anyone can do the same thing that Hilgna showed before, only needing to be quick-eyed, quick-handed, and fast-legged, but Hilgna's last bluff, which is a quick shot and then withdrawn, is very impressive. My eyes lit up.

This move is very useful in actual combat. Since Hilgna can retract his attack, it should be easy for him to change his attack trajectory.

"Hmm..." Hilgna's right hand is tightly holding on to Ozyman Diaz, who he refuses to let go, while his left hand is closely holding his smiling Senasa, who is obviously just discussing martial arts, but It made Hilgna feel like he was in the field of Shura for no reason.

However, this little matter did not bother Hilgner. While answering the technique of using this move, he pulled his arms from the hands of the two princes without any trace.

As I said just now, the strong in this era are respected. Hilgna just got rid of Senasa and Ozyman Diaz, and soon fell into the encirclement of other princes.

If it wasn't for Hilgna's excuse that he was very tired and wanted to rest, I'm afraid they would enthusiastically surround Hilgna until the sun went down.

After almost leaving everyone's sight, Hilgner quickly asked Arash to hug him and take him back to the room.

"I'd rather beat them all to the ground than be surrounded anymore." Silgner said firmly to Arash lying on the bed.

After applying medicine to the bruises that were hit due to unfamiliarity with the body, Hilgna sent Arash out to investigate.

"Today I rubbed the face of the Egyptian prince on the ground, go and see if the general has any plans." Hilgna rubbed his chin and said to Arash.

"Don't worry about poisoning and the like, but if it's about assassination or something, I'll search the palace for treasures and escape."

Hilgner spoke very frankly.

"Master, please wait a moment, shouldn't it be the other way around?" Arash raised his hand and raised his own doubts.

"Poisoning food is impossible to guard against. If it is an assassination, even if that person is an Egyptian general, it is impossible to be so blatant?"

"Ah, that's because I don't plan to use any of the utensils here to eat the food served here." Silgner said naturally.

"Eh?!" Even Arash was shocked by Hilgna's extravagant and unwise thoughts.

Although it wasn't the first time that he was frightened by Silgner's shocking words, Silgner was always able to make him refresh his world view.

"But Master, the Egyptian royal palace provides us with three meals a day, including chickpeas, beets and poultry. Even for wealthy businessmen outside, it is very difficult to enjoy such delicacies every day!" Ala Shi Shi argued hard, trying to dispel Hilgner's obviously unreasonable idea.

"...Do you think it's delicious?" Who would have thought, but Hilgna asked Arash back with an inexplicable expression.

"Well, I think it's delicious." Arash said honestly.

After all, just like technology and weapons, food becomes more delicious as it goes to later generations. The era of Arash was much earlier than that of Egypt, which has also led to the current cooking methods in Egypt that greatly satisfy Arash's taste buds.

Not to mention those plump and sweet fruits and vegetables that have been carefully selected and cultivated, even tomatoes and peppers that were once used as ornamental plants have entered the human table.

And the fish, shrimp and crab, which were unpalatable or prone to disease due to wrong cooking methods, have also become delicacies that make people's index fingers move.

——When Hilgna knew that the Egyptians hardly ate fish and shrimp, or that only the poor and bottom-level people ate fish and shrimp, he was deeply shocked by their recklessness.

"Tonight's dinner will be made by me." Knowing that it was impossible to convince Arash all at once, Hilgner nodded and made the plan.

"Poisoning utensils is also easy to solve." Hilgna expressionlessly took out the gold bracelet storage bag he asked for from the King of Hittite.

This thing is a treasure made with a lot of magicians' energy, but it can't hold much. Hilgna stuffed it with rewards of gold, silver and jewels, and stuffed a few weapons, water and dry food, and what he thought would be useful. After getting the stuff on, it was almost full.

But when Hilgna has trained his body enough to withstand the strength of his soul, he can expand the storage space in this gold bracelet by himself.

Hilgner searched and brought out two silver plates—literally plates made of silver.

The hardness of silver is very soft, but most of the poisons can be identified, so that it can react with the chemical substances inside and turn into burnt black.

It was made into this shape simply for portability, but now it is convenient for Hilgna to pack dishes.

If other people knew that a mere prince who was going to be a hostage in another country actually served food on a silver plate, they wondered whether they would say that Hilgna was extravagant and promiscuous.

"Go to Root now, and come back when you gather the information. I'll leave food for you." Hilgner looked at the sky and estimated.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Of course Arash accepted the order gladly. He was supposed to protect Hilgna, although since he was summoned, he seemed to be either carrying luggage, drawing a map, or watching from the sidelines. Master is practicing martial arts, but Arash is still a heroic spirit with great lethality and strength.

"The Egyptian priests should have blessed the nobles of the upper class. You just need to confirm how Root wants to deal with me. I will find a way to solve the rest-if you touch the priest's blessing, retreat immediately. Their The spell does harm to you who are essentially undead."

Facing Hilgna's exhortations, Arash couldn't help but feel that his master was too capable, and he still wanted to take matters into his own hands even though he was a heroic spirit.

But the master's order had to be obeyed, not to mention that Hilgna had his own considerations. Arash could see that the temptations and battles for the hearts of the people in the palace, as a heroic spirit, were no match for Hilgna.

"Understood, I'll come back after I've detected it." Arash couldn't help but patted Hilgna's head again, feeling sorry for him who had to think carefully about surviving in such a murderous environment at a young age.

Hilgna didn't wave away Arash's hand. If Arash had just been summoned, he would have slapped Arash away in displeasure.

But Arash's sense of distance is also well grasped. Although he is a person who likes to be close to people, he didn't rashly approach and touch Hilgner who obviously resisted anyone walking into the range he set aside from the beginning.

I have been accepted. Although I have not been fully accepted, Arash is already very satisfied - after all, no matter how delicious the hot chickpeas are, he can only take his time.

After happily kneading the soft and translucent white hair into a bird's nest, Arash smiled and transformed into a spirit body, disappearing before Hilgna's eyes: "I'm leaving!"

"I wish you all the best." Hilgner tidied up his messy hair and replied softly.

It didn't take long for Arash to find Root. With his clairvoyance as an archer, it was just a breeze to scan the whole city to find Root.

After Arash sneaked into the roof of the room where Root was, and listened patiently to the conversation between Root and his wife for a while, Arash finally got what he wanted to know.

"That Hittite prince named Hilgna is weird." Lute said in a deep voice, "That kind of skill is definitely not what a prince should have! It's too sophisticated and smooth, and it takes an instant to judge the weakness. The ability to attack has to be practiced hard for several years, but he is like a warrior who has experienced many battles without the slightest pause or hesitation!"

"Even His Highness Ozyman Diaz, who I watched hard training for a long time, was defeated by his men!" Speaking of this, Lute hated it even more.

Root's wife said in amazement: "Could it be the killer sent by Hittite? Let him pretend to be the prince, and then take the opportunity to kill our Pharaoh and His Royal Highness?"

"It's not impossible, but I don't have any evidence. The Pharaoh admired the Hittite prince so much, it might be difficult to drive him away."

Root recalled that Seti I admired Hilgna very much, and even invited him to the banquet several times.

"But it's impossible for me to let such a dangerous person stay beside His Highness Ozyman Diaz. In any case, I have to report him to His Majesty the Pharaoh!"

Root was able to take the position of general not only because of his illustrious military exploits, but also because he was very loyal. If it was what he said, even the Pharaoh would have to think carefully about it.

Arash couldn't help crying out for his master, wouldn't someone be allowed to know it by birth?

Root, this is clearly prejudice!

However, Arash didn't stay long after hearing the information Hilgna wanted, and he quickly returned to Hilgna's yard.

As soon as he stepped on the roof, Arash smelled a tempting fragrance.

Hilgna lit a fire and was grilling wild ducks he got from no one knew where.

Unlike Egypt's simple processing and cooking, Hilgna would smear fine powder on it every time he turned it over. Arash recognized that those powders were on the way to Egypt. Hilgna spent a lot of gold coins to buy them. Come the spices.

This small pot of spices, which can make the low-level people of Egypt work for a long time, was used by Hilgna without hesitation. If there were Egyptians, they would definitely denounce Hilgna as a prodigal.

But the roasted wild fowl, which was almost throwing money, was also the most fragrant one that Arash had smelled in the past few months, and the one that made him who shouldn't need to eat swallowed down his throat the most.

"You came just in time, and you will be able to eat soon."

Hilgna had already noticed Arash's arrival, and handed Arash the golden and crispy wild fowl.

Arash took it, and as soon as he got it, he found that the aroma was even stronger.

But the great hero of Persia said with a wry smile: "Master, I know that the food baked with spices is really delicious, but these spices are a little rarer and can be as heavy as gold, right?"

"It's not as expensive as gold." Silgner said casually, "I'm already tired of eating the food here, and I really don't want to bear it anymore—by the way, how does Lute plan to deal with me?"

Arash told Hilgner what he had heard, and expressed his worries: "If Root really intends to report you to the Pharaoh, even I may not be able to escape unscathed."

But Arash didn't say that he couldn't protect Hilgna, this was also his confidence and certainty in himself as a heroic spirit and a follower.

"Report to the Pharaoh... There is obviously no evidence. I have fallen into a misunderstanding. This is really troublesome. I am just their hostage. If you really want to get rid of me, it is really easy." Hilgna clicked his tongue. , I got a headache for Root's move.

However, if Seti I believed Lute's report and dealt with Hilgna preemptively, Hilgna would be in a birdcage in Egypt, and it would be incompetent indeed.

Even though Hittite might go to Egypt in the name of Hilgna's revenge later, but his own life can no longer be resurrected, it's just a wedding dress for Hittite.

But Hilgna has a trump card, and that is Arash.

As long as this heroic spirit is there, whether it is to find out in advance or escape in battle, it is a breeze.

Not to mention Arash's own clairvoyance skill after becoming a Heroic Spirit, he can inform Hilgna before there is any change.

"Leave it to me, I will definitely protect you!" Arash said seriously.

"Don't worry about the Pharaoh for the time being. It's not enough to kill me. But if Lute persists in his advice, I don't want to try the power of three people becoming a tiger." Silgner wiped his hands The remaining oil began to be analyzed.

"That being said, there is no one who can guard against thieves for a thousand days." Arash said worriedly.

"Well... yes." Hilgner sighed, "So it's time for Gongdou."

"Gongdou?" Arash scratched his head, wondering about this vocabulary that he didn't understand at all.

"After all, my status is embarrassing. Although I got some Pharaoh's attention at the beginning, it was not enough. As the ruler of Egypt, a foreign hostage, and the general in charge of the army under his command, who would he trust? Very Obvious."

Hilgna's head was spinning rapidly: "If you want the pharaoh to ignore Lute's report, there must be someone who can talk to Seti I."

"Isn't that His Royal Highness the Egyptian prince?" Arash also thought of the most suitable candidate after being told by Hilgna.

"But don't forget, Root wanted to get rid of me precisely because I might hurt Ozyman Diaz." The white-haired prince spread his hands.

"The closer you get to him, the more that Egyptian crown prince speaks good things about me, and the more wary they will be of me. Even if the Pharaoh didn't believe it at first, once he has this idea, he will of course wonder if I am Deliberately flattering the prince of Egypt, taking the opportunity to carry out Hittite plots and secret missions."

Arash also realized that Hilghner was in danger. An Egyptian general had become hostile and suspicious of him. Even if there was no evidence, the Egyptian ruler could find a reason to get rid of the threat first.

This is not the rule of law society of later generations. As the supreme Egyptian pharaoh who considers himself a descendant of the sun god Ra, once he realizes that Hilgna may harm himself and his rule, the most common way is to kill first and then play.

The big deal is to report the cause of Hilgna's death as disobedience. Both Hittite and Egypt are big countries. Once the war starts, they need to be prepared. Of course, it is impossible to rush forward and avenge Hilgna.

If Egypt is strong enough, even if Hittite uses the righteousness of revenge, he will not be able to defeat the opponent, and it will be meaningless at all.

"Then what should we do?" A thin layer of sweat broke out on Arash's back, and he somewhat understood why Hilgna had been vigilant since he came to Egypt, and he looked like he was ready to escape from Egypt at any time.

Sure enough, it is not easy to be a proton. If there is a little carelessness, there will be no bones left, and there will be no burial place for death.

"The person who wants to sue me behind my back will lose his position in the same way, destroying the Pharaoh's trust in him, so that he will no longer have the energy to take care of me, a little proton."

The smile on the corner of Hilgna's mouth was very cold. He ignored Arash's hesitant expression, raised his head and said to the familiar, "I won't force you to help. This is my own business."

Arash seems to belong to the orderly good camp, while Hilgna is chaotic good. If someone wants to hurt him, how can the former king Hilgna swallow his anger and entrust his name to the pity and regression of others?

Even if Hilgna has no interest in being the king of the Hittites in this life, it doesn't mean that he can allow someone to ride on his head and do his best.

"Forgive me, Master, if you need to completely bring down that Root, you must need my power." Arash said seriously.

"The person who tried to murder the Master's life, even testified against you without any evidence, is already my enemy!"

Arash knelt down on one knee, looked at the little Master, and said sincerely: "If I go to investigate the ambush, I will soon bring useful information to the Master!"

Hilgna didn't know that Arash's camp attributes were chaotic and moderate, which meant that he had his own set of principles and would act according to his own ideas.

People's hearts are long, and Arash has done his best to him in the past few months without reservation, and Hilgner has seen it all.

But every time Hilgna wants to trust Arash, he will remember that he belongs to the same existence as the heroic spirit Cu Chulainn who is controlling him, and his heart will tighten to resist Arash from getting closer to his heart.

This is a mental illness, Hilgener knows, but in this era where there is not even a psychiatrist, how should Hilgener properly adjust his mental state?

If one is not careful, maybe one day Hilgna will completely regard the heroic spirits as his enemies.

Hilgna didn't explicitly agree, nor did he refuse, but soon Arash couldn't wait for the answer he wanted, because Senasa smelled the aroma of roasted wild fowl, and followed the smell.

In order not to cause trouble to Hilgna, the great hero of Persia had no choice but to hide his body first, watching the fourth prince of the West Terrace sitting in the seat he had just sat in, talking and laughing happily with his master.

Arash sat on the roof, seeing Hilgna's expression and expression in his eyes.

Although his master looks gentle and easy to get along with, in fact, his arrogance and invincibility can be compared with a hundred-year-old fortress.

The prince on the west stage thought that Hilgna was very gentle, and only the Hittite prince came to his door in the moonlight when he cried that night, dispelling the loneliness for him.

But only Arash knows that Hilgna's true gentleness is not like this, it is a hundred times warmer than it is now, as if a person who has been frozen in the cold for several years is melted by ice and snow, like the snow on the top of a mountain in early spring Running down, awakening everything in the world.

Although Arash himself hadn't received genuine gentle treatment from Hilgna, he had seen it before.

— in a dream.

Although Arash was summoned unconventionally, and there was no Holy Grail War here, with the influx of Hilgna's magic power, Arash occasionally dreamed about the past of the Master.

Arash knew that his master had become a king who could equal the sons of demigods in the ancient age of gods. He also knew that Hilgna had conquered the whole of Ireland. The truth behind himself is actually the royal family.

Arash could feel Hilgna's heartbeat when facing Cu Chulainn's marriage proposal, and also saw Hilgna's tenderness, how refreshing it would be, as if immersed in a jar made of honey, Unwilling to wake up.

Arash doesn't know if other heroic spirits have had such a dream, but what he dreamed was so real that Arash couldn't help but step over the identity of the master and the servant, wanting to be an Allah Soothe Hilgna's sorrow and pain with his identity as a person.

The author has something to say:

I think Arash is really cute. 】