Afternoon.
Outside the castle of Shadow Kingdom, there gathered almost all the disciples who came to Shadow Kingdom to learn skills, as well as many intelligent undead spirits.
The news that Kevin was going to challenge Scathach was spread this morning by Cu Chulainn who happened to hear it.
Scathach, who arrived here first, paused for a moment at the situation in front of her.
He glanced around and said in a slightly cold voice with a calm expression, "Are you guys free?... All the tasks for today will be doubled."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the people who had suffered from his unprovoked disaster, in addition to being filled with grief and indignation, turned their angry gazes towards the culprit, Cu Chulainn.
Cu Chulainn, who instantly became the most handsome guy in the crowd, was speechless. I told you because you all came to ask me. Then you gathered here out of curiosity after hearing me, and now you blame me!
Then Scathach didn't have to wait long, and Kevin came over holding the same magic gun as her... In fact, Scathach came out of Kevin's ward.
The Spear of Death, this is the name of the magic spear held by Kevin and Scathach.
Kevin wasn't quite sure what the gun was made of, but Scathach said she had several of them.
"Master, why are you walking so fast? Are you so impatient to persecute me... Hmm? Why are there so many people?"
Kevin came hurriedly, and before he could finish his complaint, he was startled by the group of fellow disciples who all looked at him, as well as those intelligent undead spirits.
Looking at Kevin, who was fifteen years old, just over 1.7 meters tall, and as slender as a woman, most people couldn't help but nod their heads at the same time.
They agreed with Cu Chulainn's words "very cute" when he introduced her to them.
Kevin shuddered. Looking at these brothers who were stronger than each other, and those undead with green eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable.
After tilting his head slightly, he quickly smiled, nodded to them, performed courtesy, and greeted them: "Hello, seniors, I am Kevin from the Kingdom of Ulster.
I guess Cu Chulainn has caused you a lot of trouble recently? I would like to apologize to all the brothers here first. "
Almost all of those present were strong men, each one more rugged than the other, even Cuchulainn was considered tall and slender.
If it weren't for this, Scathach wouldn't have pinched Kevin's face again and again when they first met.
Therefore, the personalities of all of them are no different. So when I met Kevin for the first time and he behaved politely, my first impression instantly became good.
It's comfortable to listen to.
So several people, led by Ferdia, subconsciously turned their heads to look at Cu Chulainn, who was Kevin's brother.
You know, when Cu Chulainn first arrived, he set off a bloody storm and beat most of his disciples. Some of them were beaten so badly that they had to lie in bed for several days.
Although the others' own skills are inferior to others,... it is obvious that there is no harm without comparison!
Before anyone could say anything, Cu Chulainn rolled his eyes and said, "Stop looking at him. He is my brother, a real brother!"
This scene was too familiar. It was almost the same when Kevin first joined the Knights of the Red Branch. So even if they didn't say anything, Cu Chulainn guessed what they were going to say.
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The Recorder of Type-Moon History
FanfictionKevin: "I have a pair of magic eyes, eyes that record the past and engrave the tales of heroes. They will choose the son of time, and I will follow him, witnessing his courage and his fall. Whether I want to or not, I walk within this grand epic. Th...