Chapter 574 Tribute to the Celtic Legendary Cuckold King

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards the dazzling figure on the field with anticipation.

His face is delicate and gentle, and his emerald eyes are filled with rainbow patterns that are unique to wise men. He is wearing light armor forged from spirit silver, with wave patterns etched on the surface. His chest armor is inlaid with a trident totem carved from aquamarine, indicating his bloodline of the sea god. His shoulder armor is shaped like a solidified wave crest, and the blue cape hanging from his waist surges with his movements. The edges are covered with ice-like magic crystals, as if he is wearing fragments of the aurora. His iconic magic spear "Unbeatable Purple Grass" is as clear as ice. When the trident-shaped spear tip splits, it refracts rainbow light, and the spell chain wrapped around the spear handle seals the power of the deep sea. The overall shape is dominated by cold colors, and the silver and blue haloes hide the majesty of mythology, making him look like a hero who stays young forever, and a monarch who controls the waves.

——Finn MacCool, Grand Master of the Knights of Fianna, the most powerful divine blood hero in Ireland.

He was born into a noble family. His mother had the blood of the Tuatha de Danann and the deep-sea giants, and was a descendant of the First Throne, the God of War Nuada. His father, Kul, was the previous leader of the Fianna Knights. Because he had accomplished great deeds, he had been taken to Paradise Island to enjoy eternal life.

After taking over his father's position, Finn took "the honor and justice of warriors" as the cornerstone of the Knights Templar, making it a symbol of justice and honor. He incorporated mottos such as "pure mind", "strong limbs" and "keeping one's word" into his own words and deeds and those of the Knights Templar, making the entire Fianna Knights Templar brand new, achieving unprecedented development and the support and following of a large number of Celts.

Today, the number of recorded members of the Fianna Faria exceeds 20,000, consisting of 27 squads led by 750 leaders, mainly from Leinster and Munster, two of the four major states in Ireland. It is far larger than the Red Branch Knights under King Fergus of Ulster and the Guards under Queen Maeve of Connaught. It is currently the most powerful warband in the whole of Ireland.

At the same time, Finn himself is also very powerful. In his adventures into the other world, he defeated demon pigs, horses of the underworld, and gods. He was even fortunate enough to land on the Sky Island and won the competition with the god of war Nuada.

However, it is difficult for outsiders to judge whether Nuada, as a grandfather, has been lenient towards his grandson Finn.

But there is no doubt that Finn has long surpassed mortals in terms of hard power, and is on par with the gods Tuatha de Danann, and is the undisputed number one in Ireland.

With the appearance of such a living legend, those ignorant foreign barbarians will surely be defeated.

As if sensing the hope in the eyes of the people around him, Finn smiled elegantly and said softly:

"Your Majesty, they are just some barbarians from outside the territory. They came across the sea and certainly did not bring many people with them. It would be a bit of an overreaction to report this matter directly to the gods. I request to lead the Fianna Knights to fight and solve the problems for you and Ireland."

"But Ulster has lost contact. This doesn't seem to be an ordinary barbarian."

Supreme King Cormac looked hesitant.

Finn glanced at the old druid and the crystal ball in his hand, and smiled.

"Manipulating the celestial phenomena and concealing perception are just some wizard's tricks. Ulster has Fergus and Cu Chulainn stationed there, so it won't be that easy to be defeated. I can clearly feel that they are all still alive, but they are isolated from the inside and outside by a powerful barrier."

"Oh, I almost forgot that Cu Chulainn is your cousin."

Supreme King Cormac slapped his forehead and suddenly realized.

[Son of Light] Cu Chulainn's father is the sun god Lugur, and he is a half-brother of Finn's mother. In terms of blood relationship, Finn and Cu Chulainn are cousins from the same lineage.

There is a certain blood resonance between the two sides, and it is not uncommon for them to be able to sense each other's safety and life and death.

When they heard that several of Ulster's leaders were still alive and that the Red Branch Knights stationed on the front line had not lost their combat effectiveness, everyone felt relieved and lowered the danger level of this attack by several levels.

However, the Supreme King Cormac on the throne was still a little hesitant:

"That's true, but wouldn't it be too risky to send only you? Over on Sky Island..."

"Your Majesty, the four great states have not yet collected the magic tax and offerings for this year."

Finn spoke quietly, with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Supreme King Cormac suddenly came to his senses, and his cloudy eyes instantly became a little clearer.

There is no problem in requesting Sky Island to send troops to quell the rebellion, but they have to show some appreciation by asking the noble gods to come down to the mortal world in person to worry about the lives and deaths of mortals.

——For example, increase this year's taxes and offerings...

If it were still easy in the past, he would just make the Irish people suffer and bear the blame.

But in recent years, something went wrong in the Celtic Age of Gods. Natural disasters continued and the soil deteriorated. Not only had the harvests been poor for years, but even magical beasts and minerals rich in magic power became rare, making the collection of sacrifices extremely difficult.

Otherwise, the share of sacrificial offerings allocated to the four major states this year would have been collected long ago, and there would be no gap.

If we disturb the Tuatha de Dana of Sky Island with such a small matter, it will be easier to invite the gods than to send them away.

If Ireland cannot offer a reward that satisfies the other party, which makes the gods angry and punishes them, then the loss will outweigh the gain.

If Finn were to lead the Fianna Knights to war, things would be much simpler. After all, most of the members of the Fianna Knights were natives of the two major states of Munster and Leinster. Even if they did not understand Ireland's difficulties, their asking price would be much cheaper.

After understanding what the Grand Commander meant, Supreme King Cormac made up his mind:

"Very well. Finn, I'll leave this matter to you. You must immediately organize your army and lead the Knights of Fiona to Ulster to support the Knights of the Red Branch and help them wipe out the foreign enemies! If you can lead the army to victory, I will personally act as a matchmaker for you and marry my most beloved daughter, Granny, to you!"

Upon hearing this, Finn's usually gentle and calm face showed a rare excitement. He immediately raised his right hand and pounded it heavily on his chest:

"Please wait for good news, Your Majesty. I will definitely live up to your trust!"

After saying that, Finn led several of his warriors, turned around and walked out of the palace, and went to the military camp to prepare for battle.

Watching the great leader leave, Supreme King Cormac on the throne seemed to have his support suddenly removed. He yawned and waved to his ministers:

"Everyone, please leave. I'm tired."

Everyone bowed respectfully and then walked out of the palace one after another.

The hall became empty again and all around became quiet.

"Granny, what do you think about this?"

"It can completely cut off a country from the outside world. Even the resonance of the temple is interrupted. This is definitely not an ordinary spell. There is a master on the other side."

In the darkness, a girl in gorgeous clothes quietly walked behind the throne, placed her hands on the shoulders of Supreme King Cormac, and gently kneaded them.

Her eyes were deep and bright, with floating ogam characters flashing in them. Her face was delicate and picturesque, with a high nose. Under her well-behaved appearance, there was a hint of rebellion. She sneered and said:

"If this isn't handled properly, our Grand Commander might end up in trouble this time."

"I think so."

At this moment, the Supreme King of Ireland on the throne sat up straight, like an old lion waking up from sleep. He had completely lost the foolishness he showed in front of others, and his eyes were full of wisdom accumulated over the years.

"Then why don't you ask Sky Island for help directly?" Granny was a little puzzled.

"Is it a good thing that Sky Island has come to solve the problem?" Cormac asked, and then snorted coldly, "If the ones coming from the sea are tigers, then these ones in the sky are just a group of hungry wolves that can never be fed."

As the representative of human royal power, he has actually lived for a long time.

In several major invasions, he chose to bet on the Tuatha de Danann, and made great contributions to the Tuatha de Danann's establishment and development of their faith in the Celtic Age of Gods.

After the war, he obtained the secular kingship. During his reign, his wisdom and national strength were prominent. The gods of Tuatha de Danann also respected him and gave him the magical golden apple, which allowed him to enjoy a long life and become a famous wise king of Ireland.

But everything comes at a price.

As time went on, Cormac gradually discovered that the Tuatha de Danann were gradually infiltrating his royal power and extending the influence of the gods to every region of Ireland.

Today, there are four major regions in Ireland.

Fergus, King of Ulster, married a divine wife, and his adopted son Cuchulain was the son of the sun god Lug and grandson of Nuada;

Queen Maeve of Connaught, who is said to have fairy blood, is also friends with Scathach, the queen of the Kingdom of Shadows;

The warriors from the two regions of Leinster and Munster formed the main force of the Fianna warband, and the Grand Master Finn was the grandson of the god of war Nuada and the cousin of Cuchulain. In addition, Finn's nephew Diarmuid was the adopted son of the god of love, his son Ossian was the son-in-law of the god of the sea, and his grandson Oscar was the grandson of the god of the sea... These were all important members of the Fianna warband.

In just a few hundred years, the four Irish states were almost entirely populated by the shadows of gods and their descendants. He, the supreme king, was almost turned into a puppet before he even died.

Even if the Tuatha de Danann wanted to seize power, they were a little too impatient.

Such behavior of killing the donkey before it has been unloaded naturally aroused Cormac's dissatisfaction, and he became wary of Finn and his Fianna warband.

And this Grand Captain Finn is not as honest and obedient as his father, the previous captain. As he continues to build achievements and improve his reputation, he gradually shows signs of usurping the throne.

The Fianna regiment under his command had undergone several reforms and expansions, but now they only knew of the Grand Commander but not the Supreme King.

In fact, it was Cormac, the Supreme King, who first summoned warriors from Leinster and Munster to form a large-scale Fianna warband to maintain the royal power of Ireland. Members of the warband were also required to swear allegiance to the king when joining the team.

But as time went on and changes took place within the Order of Fianna, the successor Grand Master Finn gradually replaced Cormac, the Supreme King, and became a more influential representative.

Faced with such a young and strong subordinate, a group of unruly and arrogant generals, a war group that is difficult to get rid of, and the continuous infiltration of theocracy into royal power, Cormac had to sleep with one eye open every day. He was exhausted and his life was very depressed.

Seeing her father inadvertently revealing his true feelings, Granny plucked up her courage and said coquettishly:

"Father, I don't like Finn."

"Me too."

Kangmaike patted his daughter's little hand on her shoulder and comforted her softly.

Granny was a little indignant:

"Then why did you promise to marry me to him?"

"Because I need him, Ireland needs him. If I'm not here, you'll need him even more."

Cormac answered in a deep voice, his face as calm as water.

To be a qualified ruler, one needs to separate the gains and losses of interests from personal likes and dislikes, and not be swayed by emotions.

On a personal level, he really didn't like Finn.

But from a national perspective, he had to rely on the Grand Master and the Fianna regiment under his command to maintain the balance in Ireland.

Besides, even if we were to fall out, now is not the time.

Kangmaike patted his daughter's hand and said thoughtfully,

"Granny, you are proficient in spells, and you have a good personal relationship with Queen Maeve of Connaught. You will also join the Fianna warband this time, and rush to Ulster with Finn and the others. If things change, you can ask Queen Maeve for help and try to preserve the strength of the Fianna warband."

"Let me help him? I won't go!"

"It's to help yourself!" Seeing that his daughter refused, Cormac had to make it clear, "Finn has already made a promise. If he wins, it's fine. If he loses, then we can take back his military power and let you take charge of the Fianna warband."

Granny's eyes lit up when she heard this, and the gloom on her face disappeared immediately. She said:

"You can go, but I'm a warlock, and I'm bound to make mistakes if I go to the battlefield myself, so I need to choose a guard to ensure my safety."

"Okay, I'll issue a warrant and you go find him and ask for the person."

Kangmak nodded in agreement, then wrote a handwritten letter and gave it to his daughter.

After receiving the letter, Granny ran out of the palace with joy and went to the military camp to ask for the person.

The next morning, Grand Commander Finn, wearing armor, holding a spear, riding on the majestic underworld horse, waved his hand and gave orders.

The assembled Fianna regiment marched out of the capital and headed for the lost Kingdom of Ulster.

At the end of the team, Princess Granny sat in a gorgeous carriage. She quietly lifted the curtain and glanced at the guards riding war horses and patrolling around the carriage on the side.

His black curly hair was tinged with purple, and his two teardrop moles were like blood diamonds embedded in the corners of his eyes. He wore silver armor with gold patterns, and carried two guns with scarlet gold patterns on his back. The halo of light from the gun tips was soaked in the color of dusk. His emerald green pupils contained the cold light of a sword, and when his thin lips were tightly pursed, his jawline cut through the moonlight, and between his eyebrows was frost of unfulfilled oaths. Whenever his combat boots rolled over gravel, the remaining fragrance of golden roses that were about to wither would drift from the gaps in his armor.

There is no doubt that this is a very handsome man.

"Diarmuid..."

Granny murmured the man's name, a blush appeared on her pretty face, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

“A-choo!”

At the same time, the leader of the team, Captain Finn, suddenly felt a chill and sneezed violently.

Why do you suddenly feel uneasy?

Finn wondered, then frowned and looked in the direction of the Kingdom of Ulster.

Could it be that the opponent that Cu Chulainn and his men met this time was not an easy one?

"Everyone, speed up the march! We must reach Ulster within three days!"

Finn raised his hand and gave a decisive order. Magic light patterns immediately lit up inside the Fianna Corps. The soldiers blessed by magic immediately sped up their march and rushed to the front line in a mighty manner.

(End of this chapter)