Jiang Lu's gaze did not attract the attention of Cúchulainn's mother, Dectiel.

Because his gaze is not a frenzied expression with malice and aggression, but a subtle restraint with kindness and appreciation.

This kind of gaze was something that Dectair was used to.

As the younger sister of Ulster's monarch, Concierber MacNessa, Dectel was a high-profile figure from an early age, and was naturally indispensable for admirers and suitors.

Because of their status, they don't dare to express their love directly to Dectiel, and of course, they don't have the qualifications to do so.

They can only stop and watch from afar, with admiration and appreciation.

So for Dectiel, Jiang Lu's eyes were like the air he had to breathe every day, so natural and unremarkable, he had already been numb.

"Kuran is just a blacksmith! And he's dead! Dectair said with some displeasure: "Do you want to claim to be his watchdog for the rest of your life?" ”

"It's a promise, Mother, and what I promise must be done." Cúchulainn did not back down.

This caused Dectiel to fall into an angry mood: "You are so stubborn, that's why you killed my only grandson, Kenlac!" ”

Cú Chulainn was silent for a long time before he said slowly: "That's for the sake of the monarch and Ulster's face." ”

"Damn face!" Dectair apparently did not accept such a reason.

Looking at the heavy artillery and Jiang Lu with a blank face, the ghost-faced fox explained in a low voice:

"Kenlac was the son of Cúchulainn, the son of whom he had studied his art, and before he left, he gave him a spell, 'You must not be recognized, you must not give in to anyone, and you must not take part in any duel'.

This led to the fact that when his son came to Ulster to look for him, he fought with Ulster's warriors due to a misunderstanding, and then alarmed Cúchulainn, but because of the curse, they could not recognize each other, and finally Cúkhalin killed his son Kenlac with his own hands.

They didn't recognize each other until Kenlac was about to die.

That's true in mythology, but looking at the current situation, it seems that there is another hidden meaning, it sounds like Cú Chulainn has recognized his son, but because the other party has defeated Ulster's warriors one after another, in order to protect Ulster's face, Cu Chulainn still killed him. ”

After listening to the Ghost-faced Fox's explanation, both of them were a little surprised.

No wonder his mother said that he was stubborn, if it was really such a thing as killing his relatives in righteousness, it would be really a bit brainless.

There was still a whisper here, but the quarrel over there seemed to have come to an end.

"I don't want to talk to you more, Cú Chulainn, satisfied, right? Cú Chulainn! ”

Dectair waved his hand impatiently, and then said:

"King Concierge has been looking for you, but you are not in Ulster, so I have been waiting for you here for a day."

"I'm going to stop Maeve's army, because"

Speaking of this, he glanced at Jiang Lu and the others: "Because of some things, it was delayed, otherwise I would have come back in the afternoon." ”

"You don't have to explain it to me, you don't listen to what I say anyway, do you?"

Dectair said so, but nodded to the three behind Cúchulainn with royal courtesy.

In fact, she had noticed them for a long time, but she had never cared about Cúchulainn's friends.

Of course, she could see that among the three, one was a druid, one was a warrior, and the other was a bard, but as a princess, she had seen too many big people and legends, so she didn't see the ability of the three, of course she only regarded them as ordinary people, and didn't take them too seriously.

But

"What's your name?" Dectair looked directly at Jiang Lu.

This was because the harp beside Jiang Lu caught her attention.

She knew no spells or warfare, but she had a love for music, and she even hired as her personal musician a bard who could play the role of a druid or prophet when necessary.

Among them, the harp is her favorite instrument, because she feels that the harp is more classical, more romantic, and more in line with the nobility of the royal family than orchestral music.

So when I saw Jiang Lu with a harp, of course, because Aiwu and Wu naturally had a good impression of him.

"My name is Jiang Ge." Jiang Lu didn't want to think about it, so he opened his mouth and came.

Previously, Ghost-faced Fox mentioned Cú Chulainn's biological father, the Celtic mythological god of light Ruger, and now he named his name Jiang Ge, which belongs to Sima Zhao's heart, which is well known to passers-by.

Dectel nodded, not saying anything more.

But when she mentioned this, Cú Chulainn remembered, because it was usually others who reported their homes in front of her, and the first time she met someone who didn't know him, she was just concerned about letting the three of them know their names, and she hadn't asked their names yet.

"What a faux pas, I haven't asked your name yet." Cú Chulainn said apologetically.

"Simpson." Ghost-faced fox directly said his English name, focusing on a real-name system on the Internet.

"Stallone." Heavy Artillery said, and it was clear that he did like to use guns.

Cú Chulainn nodded and said to the two, "You have also heard, King Concierge is looking for me now, and I probably can't drink with you." ”

"It's okay."

Ghost-faced fox first expressed his understanding open-mindedly, and then respectfully pleaded:

"It is a great honour for us to have three of us brothers meet you, and in fact I have always admired you and want to fight alongside you as much as your followers.

So if you don't mind, could you please come and have a few drinks with us after your meeting with King Concierber, and we'll be here for you. ”

"Oh?" Cúchulainn was somewhat surprised.

Powerful tracers like Ghostface Fox and Heavy Artillery are naturally more and more for him, and even if he puts aside Ghostface Fox's ability to control dozens of Ulster warriors with a single move, it is also a very face-saving thing to have a transcendent druid as an entourage.

So Cú Chulainn immediately had a new idea: "I have a better idea, why don't you come with me to King Concierb, and I will introduce you to him, and with your ability, you should not be dusty in the country, but should do something that will contribute to Ulster." ”

"Really? That's just great. ”

The ghost-faced fox was overjoyed in his heart, he was able to contact the highest authority and get friendship when he first came, which is equivalent to getting the graduation artifact directly in the novice village, which can't be called an unexpected joy, it belongs to pie in the sky.

"Still." Cu Chulainn's words changed sharply, and the spearhead was pointed at Jiang Lu: "You can't go." ”

"This" Ghost-faced Fox was stunned.

Cú Chulainn continued: "There is still a duel between us, remember, if you can defeat me, then for the sake of your companions, I will treat you equally, but if you cannot defeat me, then you will surely die, in that case, there is no need for you to see King Concierber until then." ”

Seeing that he was really so stubborn, his expression changed, and he wanted to say, "Then we won't go either."

The ghost-faced fox wanted to go, but Cú Chulainn's move was tantamount to putting Jiang Lu's face on the ground and stepping on it, which made it very difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

So hesitantly, he looked at Jiang Lu and handed over the decision to him.

Although this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if Jiang Lu shows the slightest displeasure and tears his face with Cú Chulainn, then there will always be another way to take this road.

But at this time, Jiang Lu's attention has been attracted by Dectiel.

What he heard was not that Cú Chulalyn was going to take Ghostface and Heavy Cannon to the palace but not him, but that he had the opportunity to be alone with Dectiel.

So instead of being angry, the more he looked at Cúchulainn, the more pleasing he became.

The juice is very good.

"If I don't go, I won't go, you can go." Jiang Lu smiled gently, not at all the evil madness that provoked Cúchulainn on the battlefield before, replaced by the gentle and elegant that Dectel couldn't help but look at twice.

The heavy artillery pulled him aside and said in a low voice: "Seriously, if you are in a panic, just say it, this task does not necessarily have only one way, and it does not necessarily have to follow him." ”

"It's a little suffocating. But not because of this. Jiang Lu pushed the puzzled heavy cannon and urged: "You guys go quickly, don't worry about me." ”

Hearing this, Ghostface Fox had no choice but to nod: "Okay then, we'll come here to find you later." ”

"Well, don't worry, while you are working hard, I will also find a way to work hard through other channels." Jiang Lu said.

He was talking about gathering information about the curse, of course, but Cú Chulainn understood it as a contribution to Ulster.

And he clearly knew that Jiang Lu, as a bard, couldn't play the harp, so he just smiled a little contemptuously: "I hope what you do is as good as what you say." ”

With that, Cú Chulainn marched towards the palace with the ghost-faced fox and heavy artillery.

As soon as Cú Chulainn left, Jiang Lu, who had already sensed Dectiel's subtle affection, naturally leaned on Dectelle's carriage and smiled helplessly: "This kid won't even say hello to you." ”

This tongue-in-cheek, thoughtful and caring remark about Cúchulainn, suddenly brought him closer to Dectelle.

"Ha, he is always like this, in his eyes there is only Ulster and his glory, where is my mother?"

Dectair pretended not to care, but changed the subject:

"Do you have any contradictions with him? I don't think he's very nice to you, I just heard him mention the duel, right? ”

"Duel. Alas." Jiang Lu sighed and looked up at the night sky: "I don't like duels, but he has to ask for it, so I have to give it." ”

"I don't like duels either." Dextell said a little tiredly, "My grandson died in a duel. ”

"Alas, violence, alas, fighting" Jiang Lu shook his head.

Jiang Lu's melancholy temperament, which was different from Ulster's martial spirit, and the sense of identity provided to Dectelle, made her more curious about this man.

"So why are you dueling with him, as far as I know, he only duels with the strong, as a bard, are you very good at fighting?"

Jiang Lu nodded: "We met on the battlefield, and he saw my heroic appearance against Maeve's army, so he wanted to fight me, although I tried my best to dissuade him, telling him that we were all fighting for Ulster, and there was no need for infighting, but he still insisted on going his own way." ”

"That's right." Dectair thought so, and felt that the story compiled by Jiang Lu was very suitable for Cúchulainn's character: "He is such a person. ”

"But what he didn't know was that I just wanted to be a quiet bard, bringing peace and happiness to everyone."

Jiang Lu showed compassion on his face, as if he was a little helpless:

"You know what? Actually, when I first met him, I was pleasantly surprised, and I always wanted to see the music scores collected by the royal family, because I always like to enrich myself with new knowledge.

I thought my wish would come true, but I didn't expect that my enthusiasm would be exchanged for hostility and such neglect.

As you can see, everyone loves Cúchulainn, and even my siblings abandoned me for him, and although I said that they should go to the king and get a chance, I want them to stay with me in my heart."

Speaking of this, Jiang Lu actually lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

"Oh, poor man." Dector was also full of sympathy for a while.

Jiang Lu raised his head, revealing slightly red eyes, and he didn't know whether to tell Dexter or himself: "I plan to leave quietly, before Cú Chulainn finds out, leave Ulster, so that I don't have to be forced to duel him"

He looked at Dectair and said seriously, "Before that, I never knew that his mother was so young and beautiful, and cared so much about him, even if it was to keep you from tears, I would never have defeated him in a duel."

You know, bards are people who bring joy, not sorrow, don't they? ”

This obviously touched Dectiel a lot.

The respect and thoughtfulness that I didn't feel in my own son turned out to be felt in a stranger.

Out of his affection for the bard, and moved by the gentlemanly spirit of Jiang Lu, Dectiel didn't think about it: "If you don't mind, maybe you can go home with me, I have a lot of music in my house, I think it should help you." ”

"Is this appropriate?" Jiang Lu hesitated.

"Of course it is." "Maybe you don't believe it, but I've always been interested in music, and I've even hired other bards to be my personal musicians, and I'm pretty good at the harp, so I think we can have a good discussion." ”

"That's great." Jiang Lu said in surprise: "My teacher once said that among the bards, there is a saying called bosom friends, that is, to establish a deep friendship with concert friends, I didn't know what this meant before, until I saw Her Royal Highness the princess today, you understand, oh my God, this is unbelievable!" ”

"Is there anything else you say?" Dectair smiled implicitly.

Although I have never heard of the saying that there is a bosom friend, since Jiang Lu said so, it must be a romance that only bards understand, right?

This made Dectiel, who was often vassal and elegant, excited by Jiang Lu's praise.

So, after leaving a message to the tavern owner for Ghost-Faced Fox, Jiang Lu got into Dexter's carriage and returned to her mansion with her.

Dectiel's mansion is located on a manor house not far from the royal palace.

Ordinary people are not qualified to live near the palace at all, and this is of course due to the affection that Concierge has for her sister.

"My husband, Sultem, has been dead for years."

Dectiel asked the servant to push open the door and led Jiang Lu into the golden hall:

"Setant usually lives in the palace and rarely comes back to see me, so in such a big palace, I am the only one, and I usually don't even have anyone to talk to."

Jiang Lu looked left and right at the extremely luxurious decoration, and responded, "So today you also plan to take this opportunity to meet Kusertant, right?" ”

Hearing Jiang Lu follow his name to Setante, Dectiel's eyes softened a lot.

She said a little embarrassedly, "Did you notice it?" ”

"Hmm." Jiang Lu nodded, and asked instead, "May I ask where the study room where the scores are stored?"

"Oh, it's on the second floor, I'll take you there."

"Okay."

Soon, Jiang Lu followed Dectair to the study, and then rushed into it, and began to search seriously in front of the bookshelf.

"Then you can watch for yourself first, and I'll go and ask the servant to prepare some fruit."

"Okay, I'm sorry for you."

So Dectair left the hungry Jiang Lu alone in the study, closed the door by himself, with a smile on his face, humming a little song and going downstairs, ready to ask Jiang Lu for music theory knowledge for a while.

Jiang Lu's urgent performance made Dector even more convinced that he was a music idiot and must have a very good musical attainment.

But what she didn't know was that this was also Jiang Lu's last resort.

Ever since she heard Dextell say that she herself was very interested in music and the harp, Jiang Lu panicked.

He was afraid that Dextell would ask him about the harp, and he would be exposed.

So along the way, he was sweating and leading the topic to Cú Chulainn, and from time to time he talked about some ideals, talked about his past growth, and stabilized his personality.

Fortunately, Dextell was unaware of the anomaly.

So as soon as he had the opportunity, Jiang Lu wanted to seize the time to learn to play the harp, so as not to expose his stuffing.

This is a stepping stone for him to attack Dectiel, and he must not drop the chain.

"Found it!"

Jiang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, took down a copy of "Introduction to the Harp" from the shelf, and began to study it carefully.

In the study, Jiang Lu's intoxicated self-talk soon came.

"Ah, what are chords"

"Did I miss something?"

"A total of forty-seven strings, I'll learn from your mother!"

(End of chapter)