The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

"From today, you are my Luger's child! ... But your body seems to be a little too weak, not as strong as your brother."

After thinking about it for a while, Luger took off his saber and handed it to Kevin: "Take the child, it will protect you for me until you become an adult!"

Kevin took the saber handed over from him. It was a very strange sword. It had no hilt that could be gripped. Holding it in his right hand, it is now floating on Kevin's right hand.

"It's the magic sword Flagerak." When Kevin looked at it curiously, Luger softly introduced him to the magic sword.

Flaglark has an extremely sharp sword tip. Ordinary armor cannot resist its sharpness. It can be cut like cutting butter, and the scars caused by this sword cannot be erased by ordinary treatment!

At the same time, the person pointed by its sword cannot tell any lies, and it even has the ability to limit the opponent's trump card, which is the ultimate trick!

When the opponent launches a unique move, it can rewrite this fact, turning the launched attack into a failure to launch, and at the same time fly out, inflicting heavy damage on the enemy!

Hearing that Ruger wanted to give it to himself, to protect himself and grow up, Kevin refused, until Ruger frowned slightly, he took it in a panic, and then Ruger let Kevin become it The owner, taught Kevin how to use it.

Then, when Kevin's thoughts moved, he saw that the magic sword Flagrak turned into a small ball and fell silently in his hand. This was the static state of the magic sword.

"Father, thank you very much!" Clenching the magic sword ball in his hand, Kevin said sincerely to Luger, although he still didn't know why he appeared here and what he should do, but with this thing, he undoubtedly can survive!

"Well." Luger patted Kevin's head with relief, glanced at Cu Chulainn who was still sleeping beside him, and suddenly asked after a while, "Kevin, would you like to go home with me? Or... Are you going to stay by your brother's side?"

Kevin was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to Cu Chulainn, who was silent for a while, then raised his head and said firmly, "My father, I want to stay by his side!"

Kevin vaguely realized that the reason why Luger accepted himself as his adopted son and gave him the magic sword was partly for Cuchulainn, and...recalling the words that sounded in his head at that time, Kevin believes that following Cú Chulainn, he should be able to find the answer to where he is and where he is going in the future!

"Well." Luger nodded: "Since you have made up your mind, you should stay by your brother's side from today, but... your body is really too weak, even if there are demons With the sword by your side, it is difficult to completely protect you."

Luger frowned, pondered for a while, and then said: "From tomorrow onwards, every night, I will let my servant bring you the divine fruit from the afterlife, you must remember to take it every day for three years. , Don't stop during these three years, after three years you will have a strong and invulnerable body!"

In Luger's eyes, Kevin's current body is no different from that of a baby. After all, he is comparing Cuchulain with Cuchulain, and Cuchulain, who is seven years old, can kill more than a dozen strong men with his bare hands in a few minutes. The Curran Bulldog that Hando can't subdue!

Kevin nodded to show his understanding, and Luger looked at the sky outside the window, and when he felt that the time was almost up, he got up and prepared to leave.

"That father." Kevin stopped him, looked at Cú Chulainn who was sleeping beside him, and said, "Aren't you going to meet Cú Chulainn?"

"It's not the time yet." Ruger replied with a smile: "When the time comes, I will meet him naturally... Kevin take care of himself, and Serada, no, it should be called Kuqiu now. Forest."

After speaking, Ruger disappeared in front of Kevin in the blink of an eye. Kevin who came to the window looked at the dark night outside, clenched the magic sword in his hand slightly, and went back to the bed to lie down after a long time. .

"All of you watch." And Luger, who left the castle and walked towards the afterlife, suddenly stopped, looked at the deserted wilderness around him, smiled and said, "From today on, Kevin is me Luger. child, I don't want you to disturb him...get it?!"

"...Understood, venerable God of Light and Sun."

A faint voice sounded in Gru's ear, and Gru, who received the answer, nodded in satisfaction, turned and walked into the dark night.

Chapter 3 Just because you can make a shot doesn’t mean you like it

three years later.

Around eleven o'clock in the morning, in a certain forest east of Ulster.

Bang-!

As the wild boar slammed into the big tree thicker than the mouth of the bowl, the tree broke with a loud noise, and the petite ten-year-old black-haired boy jumped out from the tree trunk, frowning a little, he was naturally Kevin.

"It seems to have picked the wrong opponent."

Kevin, who was whispering softly, landed steadily on the ground, turned his head and turned his scarlet eyes to look at himself, shouting angrily, the wild boar whose sharp fangs shone coldly in the sunlight, his expression was very calm.

The wild boar hit the ground with its hooves irritably, and then shouted and rammed Kevin again. Kevin, who stood up slowly, did not dodge immediately, but after a moment of hesitation, he sighed and put away the sword in his hand. , and took something out of his arms.

"Flagrak, battle mode."

With a thought, Kevin took out the spherical object from his arms, and the ball turned into a magic sword slightly longer than a dagger.

Kevin, holding a magic sword, faced the attack from a wild boar taller than himself. While dodging easily with agility that was definitely higher than it, the magic sword in his hand was like cutting tofu, easily slicing across its neck. .

The next second, blood spurted out from behind Kevin, as gorgeous as an explosion!

boom--!

Kevin turned around and looked at the headless wild boar, which was still waving on four legs.

Covering the sun with his hands, he looked up at the sun above his head through the dense leaves. After estimating the time, Kevin, who endured the discomfort, skipped the blood splattering on the ground, came to the wild boar, and put away the demon. Sword, took out the long sword worn on the waist, and skillfully stripped the fur of the wild boar.

After finishing it, he looked at the big wild boar's head in the distance, and he hesitated for a while, and finally went forward to get its fangs off, and wrapped the two things in a package that had already been prepared.

"Okay, it's time to go back... Wait." Kevin, who was about to go back, looked at the sun in the sky again.

"Killing the pig to kill the heart..." With emotion, Kevin walked back, took out the magic sword again, aimed it at the pig's trotter, and waved it down!

......

......

"Kevin is back." At Ulster City, the gate guard looked at Kevin, who was holding a blood-stained package but his body was very clean, and said with a smile: "It seems that today's harvest is good."

"Well, it's okay." Kevin with a smile replied politely: "Uncle Denton has worked hard. Next time I go out, I will remember to bring you some pastries."

"Really!" Hearing Kevin say this, the gatekeeper's eyes couldn't help but light up, he licked his lips, and immediately let Kevin go with a smile.

Many people on the road greeted Kevin, and Kevin responded politely one by one. After returning home, Kevin looked around and found that he was the only one who had not come back, so he walked in. In the kitchen, light a fire, bring out a large pot, and put the cleaned boar trotters in it.

"I'll take a look at the spices... Well, there are still some left, so it's a little troublesome to collect it yourself." Kevin put his hand on his chin and thought: "Why don't you just tell King Conchieber directly and let him He collects for me? He's always been interested in spices.

Hmm... Forget it, try to avoid doing such outrageous things as much as possible. Don't cause too much trouble for the archaeologists of the future generations to study abroad, and let them continue to think that this is the food from the God Realm given to me by my father. "

Kevin, who shook his head, put the spices, controlled the heat, and then came to the back door. He took out a large ladle of water from the large water tank, washed his head, washed his face, and put the sundries on his body. After removing it and feeling a lot more comfortable, Kevin looked at himself reflected in the water tank...