The Recorder of Type-Moon History

34: Father

"Don't want to be caught up by him?" Scathach asked.

"Yeah." Kevin nodded vigorously and said seriously: "I don't want to!"

Scathach nodded slightly, without asking why, but took off a small silver bag hanging on her body and handed it to Kevin.

Kevin took the bag which still had some body temperature and winked at Scathach.

"It was made from a rare magical beast from the Sea of ​​Death that can swallow boulders."

Under Kevin's puzzled gaze, Scathach said, "It doesn't have much use. It can just store a certain amount of dead objects. You can put things like your divine fruit in it for easy carrying."

Storage bag?

Kevin's eyes flashed with realization. After taking the small gray cloth bag, he looked at Scathach and said, "Give it to me?"

"Hmm?" Scathach nodded, "It's yours."

"Hey..." Kevin asked in a long voice, staring at Scathach.

"What's wrong?" Scathach tilted her head.

"No, I was just thinking, this isn't a compensation gift from you, Master... Hey, Master, you also know that this method of tricking me here is not fair!"

Scathach ignored Kevin's teasing and raised her eyebrows slightly: "No?"

"Yes!" Kevin opened his eyes wide and quickly grasped the silver bag, fearing that she would snatch it back.

Then Scathach taught Kevin the method and put all the divine fruits that were pushed aside into it.

"Does it have a name?"

"No." Scathach shook her head.

"You made it yourself?"

"Yeah." In order to make this item, Scathach silently crouched on the Sea of ​​Death for more than three months.

"Then I forgive you, Master!" Kevin, who was playing with the silver bag, didn't know the details, but still smiled and said to Master: "I know that you are the best to me, Master!"

He was calling me "stinky master" just now, BBA... What does this BBA mean?

Scathach looked at Kevin with amusement, then stood up and pinched his face out of habit: "Have a good rest, and continue your formal training after your injury is healed... If you don't want to be caught up by Cu Chulainn, then cheer up."

"Master, will you take special care of Cu Chulainn?"

"I didn't know how to do it originally." Scathach, who was about to leave, shook her head first, then smiled and said, "But now I know how to do it."

"Hmm..." Kevin shut up obediently and didn't ask the reason, nor did he need to ask.

Well...it has nothing to do with me anyway!

Not long after Scathach left, just when Kevin was lying there feeling a little bored, Cu Chulainn, smiling, walked in with Ferdia.

"Are you here to visit me or to laugh at me?!" Cu Chulainn looked at himself, who had nothing in his hands but laughed more and more wildly, almost rolling over with his hands covering his stomach.

Kevin, who was aching all over, picked up a pillow and threw it at him angrily.

The magical fruit can play a certain role in healing injuries, but it cannot heal them immediately.

Otherwise, Scathach would have taken him out to continue training.

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss." Cu Chulainn said, grabbing the pillow, "It would be nice to be a little handsome boy quietly."