My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 678: Go to work for me!

The king was found dead early this morning.

When the palace gate opened, the priests holding stone slabs came to the throne one after another and reported their work. However, the wise king sitting on the throne did not speak a word from beginning to end.

When someone finally realized something was wrong, the king's body was already cold and even his breathing had stopped.

"……How can it be."

The ninja boy, with red hair covering his eyes and dressed in a tough outfit, removed his hand from the king's wrist: "The heart has stopped beating, the pulse has disappeared, the king has indeed lost all vital signs."

"There is no sign of a soul in this body." His partner, the saint from the Far East, also looked solemn. "Obviously, both the mystical and the real level are enough to determine that the king is dead."

For Fuma Kotaro and Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, it was simply unbelievable that they received the news of the king's death just after returning to Uruk.

"And if the Master who summoned us is already dead...then why are we (Servants) still alive and well?"

A calm voice responded to Fuma Kotaro's doubts.

"King Gilgamesh cut off the supply of magic power when we first summoned him. We have been fighting until now, and we have been able to survive by absorbing the life of the enemy..."

He was a tall and sturdy man dressed as a monk, wearing a breastplate. As he walked barefoot, the eighteen kinds of weapons tied to his back flashed coldly.

"I'm afraid King Gilgamesh had already prepared for such an accident before this, so he weakened the contract to the point where it was not worth mentioning. Even if the Master died, the Servant could continue to survive and guard the city on his behalf."

"Benkei." Amakusa raised his eyes and called out the name of the person who came out, "Since you are here, has Ushiwakamaru also arrived?"

"No, Lord Ushiwakamaru is currently comforting the distressed General Tomoe Gozen along with General Leonidas."

"Tomoe Gozen? What happened to her?"

"General Tomoe Gozen seems to have taken the king's death as her own responsibility. She feels so guilty that she doesn't even dare to step into the palace..." Musashibo Benkei shook his head helplessly, "Although she is a brave woman, it's not a good thing to have too strong a sense of responsibility."

In response to this, Amakusa could only respond with a bitter smile. With the king's sudden death, even the most determined servants would inevitably fall into confusion.

What will the future look like?

And Fuma Kotaro looked at Amakusa, then at Benkei, and thought for a moment: "Wait a minute, if we all gather near the palace, then who is guarding the walls of Uruk?"

After a pause, his expression became subtle.

"It can't be that ghost, right?"

Recalling the famous Rashomon ghost in Japanese legends, the extremely naughty blonde girl, everyone's face showed a stomachache, and Benkei shook his head again and again: "How is it possible? Not to mention that the ghost is willing to guard the city wall, even if she is willing to play for a day or two... Lord Ushiwakamaru will chop off her head."

"Heroes and anti-heroes are incompatible, not to mention the types that have a connection." Amakusa nodded, "Let's not discuss the matter of the ghost for now. Now that we have come to the palace, are there only soldiers guarding the walls of Uruk? Isn't this too dangerous?"

"Don't worry too much, Lord Amakusa." Benkei explained, "This morning, Lord Ushiwakamaru led a cavalry squad to the north for reconnaissance and unexpectedly discovered that the battle lines of the monsters were shrinking. Although they don't think they have given up on attacking Uruk, at least so far, they have shown no signs of moving out."

"Not only that, the monsters roaming in the fir forest have also reduced their activities. It seems that they are saving their manpower."

Amakusa understood: "So, no matter what kind of accident happened, or they were trying to accumulate strength to give us a heavy blow, it has been difficult for the monsters to organize an attack these past few days. It is a blessing in disguise that they slowed down their offensive at this juncture..."

Before the young saint finished his words, hurried footsteps were heard outside the palace, and a graceful figure hurried over and arrived in front of the throne.

The white headscarf fluttered, the hazy veil covered her face, and the redness in the eyes of the priestess, who was deeply trusted by the wise king, was still there. Even so, she still nodded politely to the generals, and then spoke very quickly.

"Please all generals, hurry to the north wall. Scouts have sent news that an adult red dragon has appeared in front of Uruk City."

!!!

"Wait, Miss Siduri, what did you just say?" Amakusa said in disbelief, "A red dragon appeared at the city gate? Is it what I imagined?"

"I'm sorry, although it sounds ridiculous, it is exactly what you think." Siduri nodded apologetically, "The enemy is a top fantasy species, a mythical beast that can generate magic power just by breathing... Even in Mesopotamia, we have never come into contact with such a being."

Not to mention Mesopotamia, all the servants present were heroes after the Age of Gods, and dragons and the like were just pictures or words that existed only in history.

"Kamiyo is really amazing." Fuma Kotaro couldn't help but mutter in a low voice, "Even the legendary dragon has appeared..."

"Then let's set off quickly." Benkei had already walked out of the palace. "If I'm not mistaken, Lord Ushiwakamaru, Tomoe Gozen, and General Leonidas are already heading towards the north wall." "That's right, the three generals, please hurry up. I will guard the king's... body."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Siduri."

Precisely because they are servants, heroes recorded in pan-human history, they understand the significance of the existence of dragons. Amakusa, Benkei and Kotaro immediately transformed into spirits and moved towards the city wall. Siduri watched them leave, and after a moment shifted her gaze to look at the blond man who was sitting high on the throne with his eyes closed.

"King..."

The priestess who blocked the news of the accident as soon as she learned of it and personally rushed to the city wall to appease the soldiers, and who only had the opportunity to stay in the palace until now, lowered her eyes and walked to stand in front of the throne.

The wise king still sat in a dignified posture, but Siduri knew that she might never hear this man's hearty laughter again, nor would anyone call her name in a way that was so intimate that it was almost rude.

The golden light outside the palace poured into the empty palace like a tide, passing through the shadows cast by the watchtowers and covering the gentle and virtuous woman with a veil. She quietly watched the man she had assisted from childhood to youth, who finally grew into a great king after countless experiences.

There is no love in those black eyes, only the purest concern and care.

"Will you come back?"

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“Huhahahaha——”

The person that the assistant officer was worried about was riding on the back of a red dragon, making barbell-like laughter.

"Not bad, really good, I am very satisfied! I didn't expect that after the adventure today, I could still realize my childhood dream - the giant dragon that I couldn't find even after searching the whole world, turns out I can see it if I wait until today! Damn you, why didn't you come earlier!"

“Hey, Gilgamesh, there should be a limit to how complacent you are.” Shuoyue’s dissatisfied voice came from the dragon’s body, “Letting you ride me is already my greatest concession. If you keep touching me, be careful or I’ll spray you to death with a mouthful of salt soda!”

“Hahaha, is this a joke, a joke to make my muscles twitch? If so, congratulations on your success, hahahahaha…”

"I... I'm not angry, not angry. This bastard hasn't given me his treasure yet... It won't be too late to get angry after I get it..."

In front of the wall of Uruk, the red dragon spewed out a breath mixed with fire and thick flames, igniting the grass in front of it. In order to avoid being teased by this overly happy king, Shuoyue took the initiative to change the subject: "What kind of treasure did you use on me? Why did I become like this?"

"My treasure trove is endless, so it's natural for the fool to be surprised." Gilgamesh replied proudly, "It's just the water mirror of origin left by the water god Enki. Just look into it and you will be able to return to your original appearance."

"However, I did not expect that you would turn into a dragon, and a red dragon of such pure blood. If you were an ordinary person, you would become a monkey with cerebellar atrophy, only knowing how to shout and destroy... Boy, do you have British blood flowing in your veins?"

"I knew you had bad intentions... Speaking of which, Gilgamesh, the Clairvoyance is not for you to watch ahead." A Knight of the Round Table glanced at Gilgamesh. "The Red Dragon of Britain is three thousand years away. By the way, you are already this old, you won't have any improper thoughts about our king, right?"

"..."

"You are silent? You feel guilty, right?!" The red dragon roared, furious, "I misjudged you. I thought that as a wise king you would give up unrealistic ideas... No, this is not the memory of your chuunibyou period, why do you remember it?!"

"What does this have to do with me? I can't control my clairvoyance, and I can't choose what to dream about!" Gilgamesh was not one to passively endure. He shouted back, "I am the oldest hero king. It is my freedom to pursue beauties. What does it have to do with you, idiot!"

"Okay, let's duel, right now. I'm betting my dignity as a man. Either I destroy the city of Uruk, or I swallow you!"

Not everyone can hear the voice of the soul. People standing on the wall of Uruk only saw a giant red dragon spreading its wings that covered the sky and roaring continuously. Its golden eyes, like candlelight, were flowing with angry lava.

"...But why not attack?" Tomoe Gozen tilted her head in confusion. She didn't know who was hiding in the red dragon's body, and she didn't know that because of a casual remark, Party A and Party B who planned the attack had an internal conflict and were about to perish together.

"Don't go too far, idiot. I didn't let you transform into this form so that you can do whatever you want!"

"I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it. Draw your sword, Gilgamesh. I won't let my king fall into the hands of a pleasure monster like you!"

"Get lost, you useless cultivator! Hurry up and work for me!"

"Okay, let's get to work. I want to see if these servants can stop my attack!"

The next moment, the red dragon opened its huge mouth, and scarlet light emerged from its mouth. Sticky and hot magma rose from its lungs, turning into a dazzling wave of fire, rushing towards the city of Uruk like a tidal wave.

"he~tui!"

This is the breath from the red dragon Shuoyue!
(End of this chapter)