Dilumudo's adoptive father, Angus, began one day and repeatedly taught him "Don't hunt wild boars." His companions never let him join any wild boar hunting, as if consciously separating him from the wild boar.

And in the end, he did die under the fangs of the wild boar.

As he killed the boar, he was keenly aware of the druid's curse, and although he was only a warrior, his adoptive father was a god with powerful magic, so he could tell that it was a protracted curse of resentment against him.

But he had no way of knowing where the curse came from.

In retrospect, Angus's teaching "Don't hunt wild boars" began the day after Lord Finn was here.

It wasn't a good time for Dilumudo.

The younger brother, who had grown up with him, disappeared, and the steward, who had been kind to him, was nowhere to be found, his father never appeared in Brunabonne again, and the priestly maids had a strange attitude towards him, except for his adoptive father, who was still by his side and cared for him more gently.

At first the feast was very joyful, and Angus warmly entertained his adopted son's biological father and uncle, bringing out fine wine and delicacies, and the priests and maids surrounded them, singing and feasting.

The black-haired boy sat beside Dilumudo, and looked curiously at the new guests, who was the only son of the chief steward of Brunabone, and the half-brother of Dilumudo, and the priests, the maidservants, and the bards all gathered around him happily to talk and laugh with him, and poured wine for him and Dilumudo, and the boy's face turned red, and he hid behind Dilumudo, and his mouth burst into laughter.

It was so good that it wasn't until Dilumudo noticed the cold, hateful look in the boy's eyes that he knew it was time to leave the banquet with his brother.

Dilumudo left the feast with his brother and returned to his house, knowing that the boy was still attached to the excitement of the feast, but he could only harden his heart and let him stay in the house, and not go out until the feast was over, otherwise something would happen.

The boy nodded obediently and agreed, but Dilumudo always felt a little uneasy, so he stayed in his brother's house to protect him.

On the one hand, he has not seen him once in a few years and has hardly given him any care when he gets into trouble everywhere, and on the other hand, he has taken care of his cute and lively younger brother since he was a child, and Dilumudo chose the latter without hesitation.

That was the end of Dilumudo's memory of that day, but in this dream he saw the aftermath of that day—in the middle of the night, the boy who had been awakened by the noise of the feast outside, could not resist the temptation, crept out of the arms of his sleeping brother, forgot his warning, pushed open the door and ran to the banquet ground.

Everyone welcomed him with a smile, and Angus asked where Dilumudo was, and the boy said that his brother was tired and fell asleep in the house.

The feast was really lively and merry, and the boy drank a little wine, and ran around the campfire with a smile, and everyone danced and sang beside him, and was very kind to him.

The boy who was not deeply involved in the world did not notice that Don, who was sitting not far away, looked at him with eyes as cold as ice, as cruel as the fangs of a poisonous snake, burning with endless anger.

Soon, tragedy struck, and Finn's two hounds fought over a piece of meat, two large and fierce hounds that followed Finn around hunting all year round, and were fierce enough to fight brown bears and wolves, and sometimes even the orders of their masters could not stop them from fighting.

Finn and the others stood up to subdue them, while the women and bards scattered as far as they could, in case they were swept away by the battle.

After the chaos subsided, the boy's body was found next to the hound.

The steward, believing that the hound had killed his child, asked Finn, "I have only one son, but he was killed, and I have suffered so much, how will you compensate me?" Finn, how are you going to compensate me? ”

Finn looked at the boy's corpse and said, "Look, if there is any paw prints or bite marks on him, I will compensate you until you are satisfied." ”

But the boy did not, he was wearing a white robe, with a pendant given to him by Dilumudo, and his eyes were closed as if he had fallen asleep, and there was no harm in his body.

"Then who killed him?" The chief steward roared angrily, "Finn, I know you have true magic, sue me, who killed him?!" In the name of the cave of Crookan, sue me! As he spoke, his fingertips burst into dazzling brilliance and clinged to Finn, who cast a druid spell on him.

Finn asked for a basin of water and a chessboard, his hand soaked in the water, and soon he saw the truth of the matter, Finn raised his eyes, looked at the chief steward with expectation, and sighed: "Although I know who it is, I can't bear to say his name, if you are willing, I will give you a fair verdict on this matter?" ”

"No, I refuse." The steward said, "Sue me, sue me the name of the murderer!" ”

Finn sighed and asked again if he would like to leave the matter to him.

After repeating this several times, Finn still reluctantly told the truth he saw.

It turned out that in the chaos, the boy fled in a panic and fled in the direction where Don En, Don looked at the boy who was short and had just reached his knees, and drilled his □□, his legs were pressed together without any hesitation, and the boy didn't even make a sound, he was clamped off his fragile neck and lost his breath.

The sound of bones breaking was unnoticed in the confusion, and after Don kicked the boy's body near the hound, he casually walked over to Finn to help separate the two hounds.

The murderer of the boy was none other than Don.

The chief steward said, "I will take revenge on you by using your son to inflict equal suffering." With that, he turned and left, and the boy's body was protected by his magic, and no one could touch it.

Angus stepped down from his seat and punched Don in the face, although he was known for his magic, but he also possessed good martial arts, and the punch seemed to knock Don off the head, "Don, Dill will be ashamed of you." ”

"I just killed the son of a steward." Donn stiffened his neck and retorted, "One of my wives stealing with someone else. Love gives birth to a child. ”

"So I, the nameless chief steward, will take revenge on you, Donne, son of Odina, and I will let you taste my pain too." The steward returned with the druid's staff, which he used to light the boy's corpse and turn it into a boar with neither a mane nor ears or a tail. "I grant thee a forbidden: thou shalt lead Dilumudo, son of Donn, son of Odina, to the path of death; Your own life cannot be longer than his. ”

The boar, who had accepted the curse, jumped to his feet and ran out of the gate, and the resentful steward left the banquet hall that broke his heart.

"Don, you are no longer welcome in Brunabone, leave after dawn."

Leaving such a sentence, Angus no longer looked at the unrepentant Donn, he walked to Dilumudo's house, the young man slept soundly, he had no idea that he had lost his brother who had grown up with him forever, and he was burdened with a painful curse, and this qiē came from his father.

"My favorite adopted son, Dilumudo. Audina," Angus gently guided him deeper into sleep, "I forbid you in the name of the gods, and you will not hunt wild boars to protect your life. ”

The moonlight shone on the sleeping boy's face, and he smiled in his sleep, as if he had had some beautiful dream.

Unfortunately, in the end, Dilumudo still died under the fangs of the wild boar, and his sword pierced through the boar's head, fulfilling the curse of the steward.

Far away from Brunabone, there is a place called Mount Turk, and in his dream Dilumudo saw a large pool of dark red blood on the river flowing through the mountain, and a wild boar fell to the ground with a short sword stuck in his forehead, bright yellow short. The gun broke in two and landed under a tree not far away.

The grass was messy, and the trees were left with deep marks, apparently left after the fierce struggle, and Dilumudo suddenly realized that this was the place where he died.

"Have you ever held a grudge against Donne, my child?" Graceful as a chant came from behind him, Dilumudo turned, and the handsome blonde god sat on the stone behind him, looking at his adopted son, whom he had not seen for a long time, with a look of joy and nostalgia, "Have you ever resented him, because jealousy has brought you such a disaster?" ”

Dilumudo shook his head and said, "Although he only knows what is wrong all the time, which makes it difficult for his mother to live; I lost my sibling because of my resentment, but I never resented him. He still remembered that in the few meetings with Donn, the man really gave him some love when he was still young.

It's a pity that Tang En is just a big child who hasn't gotten rid of childish feelings in the end, and he is causing trouble to the people around him until the end.

So I never resented him, but I never loved him, and in Dilumudo's heart, Don was probably just a stranger who was related by blood and was kinder than a stranger.

"Have you ever resented me, my child?" Angus asked, "Have you ever resented me for failing to protect you and let you die a miserable death?" ”

"Adoptive Father" Dilumudo walked up to Angus and sat at his feet as he had done when he was a child, "You raised me, blessed me when I was on the run, helped me, reconciled me with Lord Finn, you loved me like my own father, how could I resent you?" ”

"Do you resent Finn, that he didn't save you when he saw you die, and that he turned a blind eye to your deep suffering?"

"No, Adoptive Father, I have never held a grudge against Lord Finn, he is a pathetic victim, and his actions are beyond reproach."

"My child, have I heard you sing a lament in the wilderness, and tell me that you have ever resented Grannie, and that she had forced you to elope, and that she had betrayed you, and hurt you, and even returned to Finn's arms after your death?"

"Yes, Adoptive Father." Dilumudo replied, "I once resented the princess, and I resented her for being selfish, and for her own sake she forced me to wander away from my companions, and to wander all day in the wilderness; I resent her frivolousness, devotion to others and misunderstood that I was having an affair with her, and I resented her greed for being my wife and my king, and this resentment made me sad and miserable, but powerless. ”

"And do you still resent her? Disgruntled, bitterly resentful of her? ”

Without any hesitation, Dilumudo shook his head and denied: "She chose her path, and I also chose mine, my adoptive father, I no longer resent her." ”

"Death has come to an end, adoptive father, I no longer hold a grudge against anyone."

"Now that you are no longer resentful, no longer bitter, my beloved adopted son Dilumudo. Audi, why are you still hesitating? Angus patted Dilumudo on the head, "You revere the monarch beside you, reverence for his superior ability, reverence for his arrogance, and that mood is not even weaker than your admiration for Finn, tell me, why are you still indecided, even fearful?" ”

Dilumudo replied, "I admire it, but I fear it will be a delusion. I followed in his footsteps, but feared that allegiance would only be a repetition of the past, a monarch who was too elusive for me to see through his sincerity. ”

"No one can see through it, and that's the mystery of humanity." Angus gently rubbed his adopted son's short hair and said, "Follow."

The knight, who was sleeping by the boulder, suddenly opened his eyes.

Under the starry sky, a pair of dark golden eyes surged as deep as the endless night.

On his knees, Kyogokuhiko turned his face sideways, breathing steadily, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

"It's been a long time."