In the middle of the crowd, a young child's clothes were stained with blood, and at his feet was a corpse that had been torn apart, and the flesh was so blurred that it was impossible to tell what the creature was.

Surrounded by the crowd, the child was not afraid, but raised his young head high, he was born to be a powerful warrior, so he will not be afraid of people's eyes, and the blood of the battle will only be the glory of his life.

The Ulsters were extremely warlike, and they saw the actions of the children, which were the fierce dogs bred by the father of the blacksmith Kuran, the father of the organizers of this feast, and the legend has it that they possessed the strength of ten Ulster warriors.

But such a fierce and famous Hound of Ulster was torn apart by an unknown child today.

Everyone was curious about the origin of the child, but in the crowd, the old fox had already raised his tail high, and the old fox did not mind recruiting a child laborer.

"Welcome, child, oh! I really shouldn't have had this feast, and now that my father's hound is dead, I can't sleep at night as to how I can make a living, how to defend my home, and how to keep my life and my honor, my possessions, and my cattle. ”

Qi Wuce, who walked out of the crowd, could see the exact emotions of remorse, sadness and grievance on his little face, and his tone was very much like a helpless poor man who had lost something important but was helpless about fate.

He knew that he was in charge at this time, because the dog was dead in the yard, which meant that the young Wang Wang had broken into his place and killed the dog he was guarding the door, so he was in charge at this time.

Just after Qi Wuce said these words "sadly", the voices of discussion in the crowd suddenly increased a lot, and there was no lack of pointing fingers at children.

Concierge was surrounded by warriors, and he was there watching the scene, this was his sister's child, whom he had called to the feast, and for whom the feast had been made, and now the child whom he had called to the feast had disturbed the feast which had been given to him.

For this banquet Concierge was very satisfied, not only received a large number of tribute treasures, but also tasted the wine and food that could not be tasted on weekdays, and now a beautiful banquet was so disturbed, not only in a bad mood, because the child of this banquet was his sister's son, and there was nowhere to complain in his heart.

Being stared at, the child knew that he was wrong, so he had a violent temperament but did not have a seizure.

"It doesn't matter, I'll give you the same dog, and I'll be your guard until he grows up, and I'll be like a hound, protecting you and your herd, and I'll protect the whole of Ulster, and no one can do that under my nose."

The boy swore and patted his strong chest, unaware that he had fallen into a trap set by some old fox.

Qi Wuce saluted in the direction of Concierber, meaning that the matter was entirely decided by the king, and what could be more comfortable for a leader who had been on the throne for a long time than the respect of others? Qi Wuce's small move naturally won the favor of Concierber.

Concierber thought for a moment, and then asked the opinion of the prophet Caswad and the child's adoptive father, Fergus, who had appeared beside him.

Then Caswald stepped out and came to the child's side, and he smiled at Qi Wufu like an amiable elder.

But Qi Wuce had a b number in his heart, and this prophet was just reminding him not to forget what he had promised before.

Nodding in response to Caswald, Qi Wuce continued to wait with a pretended anguish on his face as Caswad announced King Concierber's decision.

"Setanda, son of Dectiel, are you willing to atone for the loss of property you have caused to the son of Curran?"

Caswald's wise eyes stared straight at Setanda with a premonition that something terrible would happen if the future Irish warrior was thrown under the command of a mysterious man whose origin he did not know.

So he looked directly into Setanda's eyes and wanted to let the young warrior know how to advance and retreat, Setanda was clearly the father of Sultum, but his true identity was indeed the son of the god Luger, he knew this very well, for the sake of the favor he owed before, even if Setanda chose to retreat at this time, he would do his best to protect it.

Setanda, the great hero of the future, the son of the gods who was destined to spend his life in a battle of blood and fire, wondered how such a man who was born as a warrior could have flinched because of his own mistakes.

"Isn't it a matter of course that I am willing to atone for my faults, and that I am naturally willing to atone for my faults?"

Setanda is so upright, he understands responsibility and responsibility at a young age, but he doesn't know that a certain old fox's heart has already bloomed with laughter, and the smile has turned over.

Oh! Young Wang-chan.

Seeing that he couldn't do anything, Kaswald sighed inwardly, and his sharp gaze softened, and his gaze at Setanda changed to that of a kind elder again.

"Good! Henceforth, then, thou shalt be called Cú Chulainn, which means the dog of Couran, and you will be loyal to the son of Couran the blacksmith. ”

With that, Caswald retreated behind Concierber.

Seeing that the momentum was good, Qi Wuce walked to the middle of the crowd, stroked his chest in the direction of the king, and then said: "Your Majesty King Conchierbourg, I wonder if this little episode has disturbed your continued participation in the banquet, and if so, then I will offer my most sincere apologies." ”

"It's just a small thing, but I'd rather continue with my usual good wine and good food than this." Concierber said.

"In this case, this banquet will continue to be held for three days and three nights, and I will ensure that every guest who comes here on an empty stomach will return with a full stomach for three days and three nights, but I will take Cúchulainn with me to familiarize myself with my estate, and I beg your Majesty's forgiveness that I cannot remain at the venue any longer."

On the self-cultivation of a thief, Qi Wuce tried his best to be humble in tone and attitude, he was like a lord who was truly loyal to the king, and he was thinking about the king's face in every word and deed.

In fact, Qi Wuce has always been like this, and his first impression in front of outsiders will always be that of a polite and smiling person, but if you continue to have a deep friendship with him, you will know that he is really a sinister and unobtrusive conspirator.

"Go ahead, there's nothing wrong with that."

Concierber was not dissatisfied with the departure of the host of the banquet, and the food and wine at the party alone only wanted him to eat and drink here for three whole days, and now he was full of affection for Qi Wu.

Unexpectedly, after some investigation, Qi Wuce had a good control over Concierge's temperament, and when the king saw Concierge's consent, he made a look, and the butler beside him immediately stepped forward and made a "please" gesture to the king and others.

After welcoming the king away, Qi Wuce smiled and pointed the finger at the young Wang Jiang.