The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

"Skaha."

Chapter 8 期待

Skaha looked at Kevin quietly, at the young man.

He is not tall, with short black hair and black eyes. Apart from his cute appearance, he looks very ordinary.

Of course, she didn't know that Kevin had waited for him for nearly a month.

Even if she has the ability to see through a person's essence, as well as the past and future, it is useless to him after all.

Under the sunlight shining through the dense leaves, Skaha, who sat down beside the tree with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, waved to Kevin.

Kevin hesitated and looked at Skaha cautiously, trying to judge by her expression, her reaction to her calling her name out of the blue.

It's just a pity that Skaha's expression has never changed from beginning to end.

Hesitating, Kevin finally came to Skaha's side. Just as he sat down, Skaha's hand quickly stretched out and pinched his cheek.

......

Kevin felt speechless, but didn't say anything, didn't dare to say anything, just stared at Skaha with his black eyes.

stare--

"Little warrior, what are you waiting for me?"

After a few seconds, the contented Skaha took his hand and touched the head of Kevin who was sitting down.

She didn't ask Kevin why he knew his name or when, because none of that mattered.

"My name is Kevin."

For the title of "Little Warrior", Kevin, who was a little saddened, tried to complain.

"Little Kevin?" Skaha's smile remained the same.

If Kevin doesn't answer, you'll be happy, but he can't help but feel helpless, complaining: 'This Skaha's style is wrong, what about the high-cold royal sister and queen? ! '

But in fact, this is normal. Although she is still Skaha, she is not the Queen of the Land of Shadows.

Here, no one knows her identity except Kevin.

She came here using Rune magic, and she was just a clone, and the main body was sitting on the throne of the Kingdom of Shadows.

Here, she's just a woman named Skaha, and Kevin is the ten-year-old she's interested in.

Yes, interested, Skaha was very interested in him, and at the same time had a certain goodwill.

Although the actual meeting was only a few hours, Kevin's words and deeds left a lot of impression on her mind.

If not, she would not be here again.

And the reason why it was a month later was very simple. After a fight, I practiced my apprentices, and then I forgot.

"I want you to be my master." Kevin, who had been talking for a while, finally looked at Skaha's drunken red eyes and said word by word.

"Why?" Skaha was not surprised by such an answer.

"I want to catch up with Cú Chulainn."

"Do you want to be a big hero?"

"No." Kevin shook his head and replied seriously: "He saved me, so I think I can help him when he needs it, but under normal circumstances, I can't do it, after all, his future... ..."

Kevin knew very well that with his own potential, without using the magic sword bestowed by Luger, he would not even be able to pass the trial of the Red Branch Knights!

"...When I was young and honed myself, I met an old man in the north." Skaha looked at Kevin quietly, looked back after a long time, and put his hand on the void, sketching.

With the appearance of a wonderful character, the breeze blew past the two of them, and a faint fragrance wafted into Kevin's nose.

"He taught me the power called Rune, and after I finished my studies, he asked me to stay, he said that I would become strong in the future, and he hoped that I could stay to help him. He wanted to... ... against fate!

But in the end, I refused. "

Hearing this, Kevin's brows could not help but raise slightly, his expression a little weird.

The old man of the north... Could it be Odin?

After all, rune magic is a very representative thing.

It's said that even the king of the gods values ​​her so much...but that's right, after all, the future wishes to die in battle.

"Do you have the ability to see the future?"

Just when Kevin's thoughts flew a little far, Skaha, who put his hand down, made him come back to his senses. After raising his head and looking at Skaha, Kevin shook his head.

"No."

After thinking for a while, and understanding what Skaha said, he replied: "Kesbah and many prophets, even his father, have watched Cuchulain vaguely mention it."

"Really." Skaha nodded. "What did he say?"

"He?" Kevin smiled dumbly: "He probably doesn't even know that those people are talking about him now."

Skaha was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he thought too much. Cu Chulainn was only ten years old now, and sensible children like Kevin were a minority after all.

"I can't see your future." Skaha, who no longer talked about Cuchulainn, looked at Kevin and said bluntly: "But I see your talent... Among my many disciples, you are the weakest."