The Recorder of Type-Moon History

54: End of Cu Chulainn's Mark.

The silver light, more dazzling than the bright moon, slowly disappeared into the sky, but everyone present and all the gods remembered this light, and Kevin's figure at the moment he swung the sword was deeply engraved in their minds.

The silver light engulfed the two warriors who finally appeared, leaving a miraculous mark on the ground, dividing the entire plain!

Cu Chulainn's uncle Fergus was also taken care of. After dodging with difficulty, he was pinned to a tree trunk by Cu Chulainn's shot. Regardless of whether he was dead or alive, he had no ability to fight.

Cu Chulainn also fell to the ground because he had used up all his strength in that blow.

But no one, not even gods, cared about that. Their eyes were all focused on Kevin, who was holding the magic sword high in the air and slowly letting it fall down before finally piercing the ground, standing with the magic sword in his hand.

Kevin is not a big guy. In this era where you can easily find a muscular man, he is too slim. But... at this moment, he is a hero standing tall!

"The man of miracles...?" Beside Maeve, whose eyes were wide open, unable to utter a word and whose face was gradually flushed, the three goddesses of war whispered softly.

Not only them, but also the warriors behind Maeve silently put down their weapons and paid high tribute to the standing warrior!

"..." The blush gradually disappeared. Under the knocking of the goddess Marian, Maeve recovered. She looked at the situation in the field, then at the bright moon above her head, gritted her teeth, and said with great reluctance.

"We will... admit defeat in this challenge!"

The moment the words fell, Scathach, with her long dark purple hair flying under the bright moon and runes written on her hands, appeared behind Kevin almost instantly.

Scathach, wearing a veil and with an expressionless face, hugged Kevin, who had collapsed instantly after hearing Maeve's words... She couldn't care less, even though she was being watched by so many gods!

Kevin looked at those familiar red eyes in the moonlight and tried hard to smile, but he said nothing because he could no longer speak.

The red blood flowing from his body quickly dyed Scathach's clothes red.

It seems like every time I lie in Master's arms, nothing good happens...

After uttering these last words from his drowsy brain, Kevin fainted once again in Scathach's arms.

According to the agreement, Maeve had to wait until early morning before leading the army to continue the march, and the five-day curse was lifted almost at the moment Kevin fainted.

The sleeping warriors of the Kingdom of Ulster woke up.

Even though...the war actually only officially began at this time.

The Kingdom of Ulster will have to resist the siege from three equally powerful countries and countless small countries in the coming period.

But Kevin and Cu Chulainn used their bodies to delay such a large army for five full days and five nights!

It saved a glimmer of hope for the Kingdom of Ulster, which was on the brink of extinction!

From today on, the story of Kevin and Cu Chulainn was sung by the bards who knew about it, and in just a few days, it spread to every corner of the continent of Erin.

In this era, they have undoubtedly become heroes admired by all warriors!

Not only that, in less than three days, more and more countries that had originally remained neutral, brought warriors from their own land, unconditionally participated in the battlefield and came to the Ulster camp.