The hero is a portrait

Diarmuid's handsome face was covered with scars, and his stalwart and slender body was also placed on the ground in a terrifying and deformed posture at this moment.The "" on the upper side of his left eyebrow - the small but infinitely magical love mole was also covered by blood and mud.

The hero who was fearless in the past and threw the giant to the ground, now he can only lie on the ground weakly, unable to complete such a simple movement as turning his neck.Just now, he was injured by a demon pig without ears or tail. Although he finally killed the wild boar, his own life was coming to an end.

This weak hero obviously didn't understand how he got to this point, but even with the attribute of "silly, white and sweet", he knew that this devil pig would not be indistinguishable from the man standing beside him at this moment associated.And the man standing beside him - Finn McCool, this omniscient man answered his confusion - Diarmuid has a "geis" that he doesn't even know. Man was cursed to die of a wild boar.

——As for the "geis" that originated from the grievances of the parents, I won't go into details here.

No matter how much he refused to believe it in his heart, how he tried his best to excuse the man in front of him... However, the continuous barking of the hound before dawn, and Finn's indifferent onlooker after the demon pig appeared, all made Diarmuid realize that A brutal truth - Finn didn't forgive him.

But Diarmuid still had some extravagant hopes. He struggled to open his gradually blurred eyes, and begged Finn:

"Help me, Finn..."

He didn't ask this out of fear of death, and he was willing to die if it would make Finn forgive him.But not now, now he can't die.Because of the proximity to the ground, Diarmuid knew that other knights had already come to this forest, probably because he was worried about his companions of the Fiona Knights.

Every knight of Fiona Knights must take four oaths, one of which is: not to take personal revenge on members of the regiment.

Fair, upright, brave, and compassionate hero Finn McCool, if it is known that he killed his most loyal knight companion for a woman who did not love him, this will definitely become an indelible part of his glorious glory stain.

Diarmuid looked at Finn and murmured:

"Help me, Finn..."

Finn turned and left, did he want to hide because he heard footsteps?Diarmuid panted with difficulty, looking at the blue sky.But soon Finn came back again, holding a handful of clear water scooped from a stream not far away in his hand.Diarmuid's dim eyes glowed again.

Every Irishman knows that the water of life that flows from the hand of Finn, the son of God, can heal all wounds.

Diarmuid looked at Finn expectantly, and Finn slowly moved his hand closer to Diarmuid.Then, he let go of his fingers, and the water of life flowed unscrupulously, sliding down Diarmuid's stiff side face.

At the last moment of his life, Diarmuid saw, for a moment, on Finn's solemn and grim old face,—

Malicious pleasure.

He ruined his hero.

Realizing that he couldn't even die in exchange for Finn's forgiveness, the silly and sweet Diarmuid stood there blankly, with a burst of unspeakable pain and guilt in his chest.If he hadn't eloped with Granny by himself, how could Finn have become dark, irritable and selfish day by day?When he thought that his upright and just life, and even the glory of fighting for Ireland for more than 30 years, would be criticized for murdering his companions, Diarmuid couldn't help but feel sad.

At this time, a burst of scorching heat hit Diarmuid's face, and the fiery flames burned Diarmuid's dull hair into ashes

"What are you in a daze for?!" Conan shouted angrily after throwing him down, and then raised his sword to fight the monster behind him.

This is...hell?

Diarmuid didn't react for a while, but seeing Conan screaming because of the burnt leg hair, out of the instinct to protect his companion (leg hair), he still drew his two guns and rushed into the battle.

While fighting, he was suppressed by the firepower of the monster and retreated. Although Diarmuid couldn't believe it, he had to doubt—he was back to his boyhood when he just joined the Fiona Knights!

This is the underground palace in the Limerick Secret Forest!

Because the time is too long, Diarmuid has almost forgotten what happened here. He only remembered that a certain family that supported the Fiona Knights was on the verge of bankruptcy due to a sudden crisis. In order to solve the crisis of loyal supporters, Finn organized a small team to infiltrate Limerick on a treasure hunt.He, Conan, Goyle and three other warriors successfully broke into the underground palace, but were attacked by magical creatures inside.However, several other warriors headed by Finn were separated from them because of the smoke after entering the palace.

When Diarmuid was fighting and remembering, Conan shouted: "Hurry up, here, let's hide in and close the gate!"

Several fighters ran into the door on the side of the corridor. A white light flashed in Diarmuid's mind. It was too late to stop him, so he gritted his teeth and rushed in——

This is a magic hall.It looks like a magnificent palace banquet hall, with delicious food and wine inside, and the thick stone gate keeps those fire-breathing flying monsters out.Diarmuid was so worried that he couldn't stop his hungry comrades from eating*.He snatched Conan's wine glass, where Goyle and a few people had already eaten the food.

"I can't die, coward." Gore triumphantly raised the mutton in his hand to Diarmuid.Diarmuid was no longer a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, so he would not be irritated by this level of ridicule. He just rubbed his forehead with a headache.Forget it, everyone will escape in the end anyway...

But how did he escape...

Just when Diarmuid turned on the memory mode with a serious face, Conan on the side let out a strange cry.This magnificent hall turned into a dark cave in an instant, the satin-covered seats turned into mud, and the mutton in Gore's hand turned into a rat full of maggots... Just as the soldiers panicked, When he was at a loss, an octopus-like tentacle-like creature emerged from the rotten underground and attacked them...

At first, there didn't seem to be any problems other than the mud making it difficult for the fighters to walk, but as the slashing progressed, there were no other problems.However, the soldiers found that the blood sprayed by the tentacles seemed to contain toxins that paralyze the nerves. Their limbs became more and more stiff, and their condition became more and more passive. It is very likely that they will die in this dirty place. A place full of low-level monsters.

Overwhelmed by the shadow of death, Conan, who was knocked to the ground by the monster and couldn't get up, was the first to cry bitterly:

"Woooooo! I haven't fallen in love yet, I haven't broken my body yet, I don't want to die—!"

"Shut up—!" Fasha, who had been chopping off tentacles silently and violently, roared, and then chopped off the tentacles that were attacking Conan.His figure staggered because of this vigorous movement.Feeling the inconvenience of his limbs, Fasha, who became more and more irritable, slashed his thigh with a knife, and the blood gushed out immediately, but the pain made his body temporarily overcome the paralysis. Before jumping into a new fight, he just watched Glancing at the door, he said in a low voice:

"The captain will come."

Such a short sentence seems to have a strange power, which revived the soldiers who were tortured by the endless tentacles.

Yes, the leader will definitely.

Because he is the healer of all wounds, the master of all magic, the omniscient Finn McCool!

Even Diarmuid, who has been tried and tested in the future, felt a little bit excited when he heard that sentence.At this moment, he is far from being as strong as he will be in the future, so naturally he cannot lead his comrades out of the predicament.Feeling the massive loss of physical strength, even Diarmuid, who knew his fate, became a little worried.Could Finn be in trouble?Just when Diarmuid began to think wildly, the door was suddenly cracked, and a monster with flames fell into the mud hole. Those tentacles shrank back to the ground in fear, and those who touched the flames shrank and shriveled.

The magic in the cave was broken at once, and a tall and stalwart man walked in stepping on the flames.

He had brilliant blond hair and blue eyes prettier than cornflowers.On his broad shoulders, he wore the uniform of the Fiona Knights with gold trim. He walked all the way from the killing, and he was not even stained with a little blood.The saber around his waist was not even out of its sheath, he flicked away the falling flames like a butterfly, and then smiled at his partner who had fallen into a magic trap:

"What a shame, my warriors."

His voice was sweeter than the sweetest music that could be plucked from a golden harp strummed by a goddess...

This, this is Finn McCool? !

Diarmuid's eyes widened in surprise, and he couldn't match the tall and beautiful young man in front of him with the old man in his memory—but no matter what, he couldn't recall how Finn grew old in less than ten years. That's it.Maybe it's because Finn's youth was too short, so like a passing meteor, he failed to leave a trace in Diarmuid's memory.

But more reasons may be that Diarmuid in his youth, although he admired Finn as a hero, was more keen to join in adventures and battles than to fool him at any time.Besides, men don't always care much about another man's appearance.But at this moment, Diarmuid's mood is a bit complicated... If it was Finn in front of him, would Granny still choose him?

Diarmuid touched the mole on his forehead, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.But I was vaguely looking forward to it. If it was Finn McCool who kept his youth, maybe the tragedy would not happen again!