"How so."

In the midst of the fire, Cú Chulainn's mood had fluctuated greatly, and his eyes had even lost their highlights.

Ghostface told him about his origins and how Concierge had created him as a demigod using the Crystal Crystal given by Ruger.

Of course, Ghostface still concealed some of it, and didn't tell him what happened between Concierber and Ruger.

But even so, the rest of the parts were explosive enough, and for Cú Chulainn, it was enough to subvert his three views.

"Wang, my own uncle, and my real father. This. No, it can't be. ”

Cú Chulainn shook his head frantically, he was not willing to accept such a fact anyway.

"Unfortunately, it's all true." Ghost-faced Fox looked at Cú Chulainn with some pity: "We don't have to lie to you. ”

What Ghost-Faced Fox said is indeed reasonable, but people have always only wanted to believe what they want to believe, so even if Ghost-faced Fox said something that broke the sky, Cú Chulainn was unwilling to admit it.

"Speaking of which, you're with Jiang Ge, aren't you?"

Something suddenly occurred to him:

"He's trapped me here with this weird trick and brought such a catastrophe to the people, he's an enemy of Ulster, right?

So, you are also my enemies, how can you make me believe in my enemies?

Even though I trusted you before, don't take me for a fool, these stories you have made up to confuse me are so bizarre! ”

With that, Cú Chulainn stared at the two of them.

"I said he wouldn't believe it." The heavy artillery was a little helpless: "This kind of thing can't be accepted by anyone." ”

Even if he had a hard time accepting such a huge amount of information before, after thinking about it, Cúchulainn, as the person concerned, would definitely be even more difficult to accept, and instinctively resisted.

Ghostface Fox glanced at the heavy artillery, motioned for him to say less, and then looked at Cúchulainn: "No matter what you think, I want you to understand that we have no ill will towards you, and we really want to help Ulster." ”

"Huh."

Cú Chulainn sneered, contempt and disdain written on his face.

What now?

Ghostface Fox had a headache.

At this moment, the heavy artillery suddenly said: "This is indeed true, we have evidence." ”

"What evidence?" Cú Chulainn asked subconsciously.

The ghost-faced fox also looked at him in surprise.

"Your blood can lift the curse, so can Concierber's, if you don't believe it, next time you can bring some ordinary Ulster men to the battlefield, and then divide some of your blood on them, and you will naturally be able to verify it." Heavy artillery said.

"This" Cú Chulainn hesitated briefly.

The ghost-faced fox was stunned for a moment, and then rejoiced: "That's right, there is still this way!" ”

However, Cú Chulainn only hesitated for a moment, and he quickly denied it: "What you said will have to be verified later, but the priority is not to verify what you say, but to stop Jiang Ge."

He's going to the palace now, isn't he? ”

After a pause, Cu Chulainn clenched his fists and said with a calm face:

"You let me go now and let me save the king, this is the greatest help."

"But alas, we can't."

Ghostface shook his head:

"The flames he created, even we can't help it."

"Damn."

Cú Chulainn slammed the wall in a rage: "He has been hiding his strength all along, just for this day?" ”

Hearing this, the ghost-faced fox and the heavy artillery couldn't help but blink.

Don't talk about you, even we didn't know he would do this

Palace.

"That's fine."

Jiang Lu clapped his hands and admired his masterpiece.

Morigan, who was about to fall asleep, got up from his seat, approached closer, and then was startled and froze motionless.

"It's."

I saw that Concierber was covered in tubes, and while injecting more than a white liquid, blood flowed out of his body and dripped into the prepared sink.

"This is the nutrient solution, which is used to stimulate the work of his hematopoietic stem cells."

Jiang Lu explained while debugging the parameters:

"Ulster has a large population, and even if you squeeze him dry, you can't help everyone lift the curse, so you must not take his blood all at once, it must be recycled."

"It's not. Where did you get all this stuff from? Morrigan looked at Concierber, who had been pierced like a hedgehog, perhaps because of a hidden dense phobia, and in short, he was a little uncomfortable up and down.

"Ah, you're talking about these equipment."

Jiang Lu rubbed his chin: "I found it from his bedroom when you were asleep." ”

"And what were these originally?"

"Well, I guess it's all his little toys." Jiang Lu pondered, with a serious face: "Judging from my experience, some are used for enema, and some are used for dredging.

This has to criticize him, this kind of play as long as it is long, regardless of whether the body can stand it or not, I personally think it is very unsafe.

But there is no way, and it may be too difficult for them to ask people today to have this sense of self-protection. ”

"Tiny toys? Also enema? Morrigan covered his mouth in fright.

"It's no wonder." Jiang Lu scratched his head: "After all, that's Luge, if you think about it carefully, it's actually normal for Concierber to be the passive side, right?" ”

"Alright, don't say any more" Morrigan propped his forehead, "This topic is a bit ahead of my time. ”

"Is that so?" Jiang Lu was a little surprised: "That's weird, I thought you girls liked this kind of CP, and I also thoughtfully helped you give them a name for this CP-

Brother Chiru! ”

"Where does this stereotype come from?"

Morrigan only felt a wave of dizziness:

"And what the hell is Brother Qilu, don't take this kind of name randomly!!"

"I'm sorry"

After a moment of silence, Morrigan asked again:

"So what is this nutrient solution?"

"Holy water." Jiang Lu shrugged: "It's still aged in the ancient way, do you want to have some?" ”

"I still don't want it." Morrigan stared at the slow-flowing holy water in the hose, resisting from the bottom of his heart: "It always feels a little familiar, and it gives me a bad feeling. ”

"Huh? You've gone too far, too. Jiang Lu sulked.

Morrigan looked at Concierber, unconscious, tied to a chair, rolling his eyes, and covered in scar, and suddenly felt a sense of pity.

As a goddess, she has seen and heard much more stories than ordinary people.

She had heard that there was a way to obtain foie gras, which was to tie the goose up like this, restrict its movement, and then force it to feed it.

The goose does not exercise, and when fed more than it eats, it quickly becomes obese and the foie gras is unusually fat.

The amount of foie gras thus obtained is heavier than that of several naturally fed geese combined.

I always feel that the current situation is not much different from cultivating foie gras, the only difference is that the geese die more quickly, while Concierber wants to die not so easily.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but quietly glance at Jiang Lu.

You are the true god of death.

"Alright, no more nonsense."

Jiang Lu looked at the time:

"It's almost time for you to put out the fire."

But for some reason, Morrigan seemed to be a little resistant: "I won't go."

"Why?"

"Because at the beginning, I promised you because I could take revenge on Cúchulainn, but now that you have been exposed, he knows that you set the fire, so I will go to put out the fire and appear by your side again, doesn't he immediately see that we are in a gang?"

Morrigan grumbled with some resentment:

"I could have treated this as a natural disaster, and then I helped him solve it, so that he had to remember my kindness, and finally trampled his self-esteem under his feet, but now that everything is empty talk, wouldn't that be meaningless?

If I lose my clear purpose, then simply saving people is tantamount to violating my name as the goddess of death, and my divine power will be weakened. ”

"And that kind of thing?"

Jiang Lu finally understood Morrigan's worries.

She was right, and now that Cúchulainn saw that he had set the fire, even if she solved the disaster at Ulster, Cúchulainn would not be grateful to her.

That Morrigan is equivalent to working in vain, and she will even be backlashed for doing things that are not in line with the god's position, of course she is not happy to run errands.

However, now that Concierbo's blood production is at a critical time, Jiang Lu can't do without it, in case there is any accident that causes Concierber to die early when he goes to extinguish the fire, the road to lift the curse will be broken.

But although he controlled the fire so that it would not hurt anyone, in the course of time Ulster would be burned to the ground, all the houses and infrastructure would be destroyed, and even if everyone survived, they would only become refugees.

Jiang Lu sighed and fell into a dilemma.

But at this moment, something suddenly occurred to him.

"Oh no."

"What's wrong?"

"Think about it from another angle, is it possible that it is precisely because he knows that you and I are in league that your revenge will be better?" Jiang Lu asked.

"What do you mean?"

So Jiang Lu explained: "That is to say, he knows that I set this fire, but the other Ulsters don't know, so you can still take revenge on Cúchulainn if you save people." ”

"Is there anything between the two?" Morrigan was clearly a little out of his tracks.

"It's very simple, you saved people, will those who were saved by you be grateful to you?"

"It's human nature."

"Yes, but they don't know, Cú Chulainn does, and that's going to create a situation."

Jiang Lu smiled evilly:

"That is Cú Chulainn, who knows the truth, and will watch his people recognize the thief as their father, and thank us for being the culprit.

He would definitely want to explain, but no one would believe him at all, and in this way, he would definitely die in a hurry.

Believe me, the kind of grievance, that kind of depression, and the kind of pain in the heart when people are not trusted, are unbearable for ordinary people, let alone proud people like him. ”

"Makes sense." Morrigan's eyes lit up, but he quickly fell back into despair.

"What's wrong?"

Morrigan sighed, "But although what you said is very reasonable, and it fits most cases, I still find it difficult. ”

"Why?" Jiang Lu was puzzled.

"You're missing a very important issue, and that's the cohesion of Cúchulainn at Ulster."

Morrigan replied:

"The Ulsters have great admiration for their hero, and it can be said that Concierge is the king, but Cúchulainn is the spiritual pillar, and everyone trusts him unconditionally.

In this regard, even if I have a grudge against him, I have to admit that people like him are very rare in other lives, although many times they are very hateful. ”

"Of course I thought of that."

Jiang Lu crossed his waist and said proudly:

"That's the part that drives him the most crazy.

I need you to save people while claiming that this is due to Concierber's betrayal of Ulster and the use of the Crystal that the gods had given him to lift Ulster's curse on Cú Chulainn, thus creating Ulster's unparalleled divine powers.

This is the case with people, who lose their reverence when they discover that something unknown, such as Cúchulainn's innate powers, can be reasonably explained.

Moreover, the divine power of Cúthalainn, in fact, is equivalent to stepping on the heads of the Ulster people, at the cost of all men losing the ability to fight, which is absolutely unbearable for a warlike people.

Then Cú Chulainn, as a person with a vested interest, will lose credibility, and no matter what he says, everyone will only think that he is justifying his own interests, and the purpose is to fool them as fools in order to protect himself. ”

"But will they believe it?" Morrigan was still a little worried.

"You don't need them to believe it right away."

江律 says:

"It is enough to let them have this level of cognition, let them feel suspicious, people can't stand the test, as long as they have doubtful thoughts, then no matter what Cu Chulainn says or does, they will subconsciously look for doubts to verify their conjectures.

You are their lifesaver, and I believe it will not be difficult to do so.

As long as they are not 100% trusted, then no matter what Cú Chulainn says, they will be suspicious.

In addition, this is a fact in itself, and there is no fear that someone will dig up the truth, because it will definitely not stand up to scrutiny.

And I will soon be able to extract a part of the blood that can lift the curse, and I will select a group of people to purify it as soon as possible, and when they find out that this can really lift the curse, then public opinion will definitely fall completely against us. ”

"Hiss" Morrigan pouted, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a chill in his back: "This is too ruthless, isn't this tantamount to nailing Cúchulainn to the pillar of shame?" ”

"Not necessarily, it depends on his performance."

Jiang Lu thoughtfully:

"If he can turn back, of course I can help him clear his name, it depends on how he chooses."

(End of chapter)