The next afternoon.
Kevin, who had just woken up from his drunkenness, slowly climbed up from the bed and looked at the strange yet somewhat familiar roof in front of him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Then, as time passed, Kevin gradually woke up and realized that this was the home of the Kingdom of Ulster.
"Bruel and Cu Chulainn, those bastards." Kevin, who was rubbing his head and feeling very uncomfortable because he had just woken up from being drunk, said through gritted teeth.
"I told you I'm not good at drinking, but you're still pouring me more than I can chew!... Hey, Xiaoniao, when did you get here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kevin saw the beautiful little bird in front of the bed looking at him quietly, and was stunned.
The bird didn't say anything, but pushed the magical fruit beside it towards Kevin, then turned around, flapped its wings, and flew away from the window skillfully.
Kevin was stunned for a moment as he watched the bird leave, because he realized that the bird looked at him with sympathy when it left...
What's the meaning?
Kevin thought about it but couldn't figure it out, so he put the magic fruit into a storage bag beside him and stood up.
Holding his heavy head, he left the room, glanced at the empty hall, called out twice, and when no one responded, he guessed that Cu Chulainn had already left.
After all, he is a demigod, so being drunk and such is basically fine for one night.
Walking on the street, Kevin found that the street had changed a lot, and the people had changed a lot. Along the way, he didn't see many familiar faces.
And as more and more people recognized him, after all, when they returned home yesterday, there was quite a big fuss and even the king came to greet them.
It was obviously just a simple return, not a victory or triumphant return.
Kevin felt a little uncomfortable looking at those men and women who were looking at him with mixed feelings of admiration, fear and respect, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.
After arriving at the castle, Kevin found that the servants in the castle were very busy. They were preparing for the banquet the day after tomorrow. After a brief inquiry, Kevin left the castle and walked outside.
After walking for a while, they arrived at the encampment of the Red Branch Knights.
Here, Kevin found Cu Chulainn and Connor, who were surrounded by many members of the Knights of the Red Branch and were engaging in close combat with their weapons down.
Connor is very strong. After all, he is the son of a druid, so he also knows spells and uses his own magic power to fight.
Even if Kevin had returned from studying, he might not have been able to beat Connor, but now...
Looking at the two people who were surrounded, Kevin didn't watch for long and chose to leave silently, because he felt that if he didn't leave, he would definitely be caught by them and then challenged.
After all, these people would inevitably be curious about what Kevin and Cu Chulainn, the two warriors who returned from the Shadow Kingdom, had learned.
After carefully slipping away, Kevin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that no one had discovered him.
But soon, he became confused again because he found that he couldn't seem to find anything to do for a while.
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The Recorder of Type-Moon History
FanficKevin: "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...